Chapter 230: Acquiring Soul-Nourishing Elixirs

The anomaly in the Fallen Demon Land stirred up immense waves, manifesting a chaotic body and evolving into terrifyingly extraordinary visions that shocked the entire Demon-Suppressing City. The mysterious small sword was etched into many people's hearts.

Many had witnessed the extremely terrifying visions with their own eyes, though they only half-understood the process of their evolution. Such visions were a rare glimpse on the continent, but what most fueled their talk was the purple-gold small sword held by the chaotic body! Could visions drive artifacts? This led many to begin experimenting.

“Chaotic body!” Shan Qu and Shangguan Hao exchanged glances, both showing a trace of shock. Chaotic light was a mysterious energy from beyond the realm, and few things could extinguish it.

“Such visions can be called unparalleled through the ages!” Shangguan Hao murmured, his eyes revealing sun, moon, and void, exuding extreme power.

Far away in Falling Cloud Ravine, a youth in a yellow robe, with eyes as bright as stars and purple qi emerging from his forehead, stood with hands behind his back, gazing at the ravine.

He was Qin Shi, originally planning to go to the Dan Valley but delayed by matters. He knew that Qin Zuying had caused much trouble in the Eastern Continent, so he stayed.

“Can this place really not be entered?” Qin Shi’s gaze was calm, but deep in his eyes there was a fighting spirit. He would never forget the appearance of that purple-gold small sword. In his battle with the mysterious youth that day, though his chances of victory were high, he had suffered greatly.

“Your Highness, you cannot enter. This is the ancient Fallen Demon Land. Our clan has been mortal enemies with demons since ancient times. If something unexpected happens, even I cannot protect you.” The white-robed elder shook his head slightly, a hint of wariness deep in his eyes.

“How did he get in?” The yellow-robed youth clenched his fist slightly. The chaotic thunder tribulation just now was utterly astonishing, yet the mysterious youth had withstood it. Though aided by a powerful figure, the evolved visions were unparalleled!

“He has broken through in cultivation. It seems I must break through too.”

The white-robed elder sighed. Qin Shi was no match for the mysterious youth now, unless he broke through to War King. And how could one who survived the chaotic thunder tribulation be ordinary? The two stood silent for a while, then departed.

Just after they left, from the nearby thicket emerged a fat man. Qin Zuying watched their retreating figures, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

He had witnessed the power of the purple-gold small sword. The man called Meng Tian had always been a mystery to him, and his own Money-Dropping Treasure had greatly diminished in power—it was Qin Zuying’s prized possession.

“Damn it, forget it. I still have plenty of work to do.” The fat man grinned, a sly smile flashing in his eyes, and his body vanished on the spot.

In the Myriad Mountains, a man and a woman walked side by side. The aura emanating from Yang Tian was terrifyingly powerful; now he moved like a true dragon, exuding a fearsome presence. The surrounding fierce beasts all avoided him, not daring to provoke him.

Along the way, they encountered many strangers who, upon noticing Yang Tian and his companion, also kept their distance, afraid of offending someone they shouldn’t. Now that the Dan Valley was hosting the alchemy grand meeting, many youths from great families had emerged—a rare gathering.

Beside an emerald-green mountain peak, Yang Tian glanced around, then walked straight toward a rock ahead.

The rock seemed like an illusion; ripples spread across its surface, and after a series of waves passed, the two entered the emerald-green mountain.

This was a very hidden passage of the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House, leading to the outskirts of the Myriad Mountains. Ordinary people knew nothing of it; only the power-holders of the Meng family were aware.

Far away in the auction house, in an antique room, a woman exuding a seductive aura lay languidly on a chair, her narrow, beautiful eyes fixed on the teleportation array ahead.

A day had passed since the thunder tribulation dissipated. Meng Yunxi was growing anxious. Yang Tian had shown her great kindness: five drops of life spring water had saved the old patriarch’s life, and most importantly, he had retrieved her father’s remains.

Otherwise, she would not be sitting here now, but at the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land! The Meng family had always been on good terms with the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land. When the Meng family’s old patriarch’s lifespan was exhausted and his life hung by a thread, the news leaked out.

Various major forces watched covetously; the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House was a fat piece of meat. The Meng family sought protection from the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land, but their condition was to betroth Meng Yunxi to Wan Teng of the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land.

Thus the cycle of cause and effect began. Meng Yunxi was a woman like Yuan Xia, extremely proud. The latter, at just twenty-one or twenty-two, had reached the War King realm and her alchemy skill had reached the fifth rank!

How could such a proud woman willingly marry a man she had only met once?

“Could that little fellow have run into trouble?” After a moment of distraction, Meng Yunxi bit her tempting red lips. Her narrow eyes glanced at the teleportation array. Just as she was about to leave, the light in front suddenly flashed.

“Is he back?” At the sight before her, Meng Yunxi’s slightly furrowed brows relaxed. She rose and walked toward the teleportation array.

The light shield before her twisted. As the energy fluctuations grew stronger, dazzling light burst forth, and at the same time, two figures appeared before her.

“You’re back…” Her gaze fell on the faces before her, and the taut string in Meng Yunxi’s heart relaxed.

Sensing her concerned look, Yang Tian felt a warmth in his heart and said with a slight smile, “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Hearing this, Meng Yunxi rolled her eyes. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on the girl beside him, and said teasingly, “Who’s waiting for you? Let me see if our little Yun’er has been led astray.”

“Sister Yunxi, what are you saying?” Yun’er’s cheeks flushed. She stamped her foot and pouted.

Scratching his head, Yang Tian grinned, his eyes sweeping over Meng Yunxi’s seductive face, and said, “Thank you for the other day.”

Thinking back now, Yang Tian felt a pang of fear. If he had arrived a moment later that day, Yang Ba would have met with disaster. He felt deeply grateful to Yuan Xia.

“No need for that. Just return my jade slip.” Hearing this, Meng Yunxi pouted, then extended her jade hand and said with a smile.

“Heh, the reward is ready.” Yang Tian chuckled and tossed out a void ring.

Catching the thrown void ring, Meng Yunxi glanced at Yang Tian. Seeing his mysterious expression, she couldn’t help but curl her tempting red lips.

“What’s this?” Meng Yunxi probed her soul power into the void ring. Then, the smile on her face instantly froze. After a moment, a look of shock emerged in her eyes.

This scene was no surprise to Yun’er. Inside the void ring were a hundred thumb-sized top-grade blood stones—a fortune that would make even a holy land envious.

Even as the young mistress of the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of shock. So many top-grade blood stones were not easily produced even by the Meng family.

And the three fist-sized top-grade blood stones Yang Tian had given Yun’er could be exchanged for several extraordinary Dao artifacts.

“Where did these come from?” After a moment of silence, Meng Yunxi restrained her expression, suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and looked at Yang Tian with beautiful eyes, speaking slowly.

“Heh, that’s a secret.” Yang Tian spread his hands and smiled mysteriously.

Meng Yunxi gave Yang Tian a big roll of her eyes. She was silent for a few breaths, then said discontentedly, “Tell me, what do you need?”

“I need soul-nourishing elixirs, a large quantity of soul-nourishing elixirs.” Clenching his fist, Yang Tian said solemnly.

Although Yang Xiao said his soul body would recover, Yang Tian didn’t believe it at all. Currently, Yang Xiao’s soul origin was diminishing. At this rate, in two years, Yang Xiao’s soul body would directly dissipate!