Chapter 92: Treasure Land
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Chen Fei and Lu Yijun immediately noticed the abnormal interaction between the glowing mist and the formation. The moment Sun Qianyi finished speaking, the mist swirled into a vortex, instantly draining all the spirit stones embedded in the formation.
“It’s now or never!” Sun Qianyi shouted and charged into the vortex.
Chen Fei and Lu Yijun hesitated no longer. Without a second thought, they followed closely behind, leaping into the sudden whirlpool.
The moment Chen Fei entered, he felt an intense sensation of dizziness, followed by a brief moment of unconsciousness.
Fortunately, it only lasted an instant!
The next moment, his spiritual perception returned to normal, and he sensed a bright, vibrant world—a vast forest filled with lush green trees. The air carried the sounds of chirping birds and buzzing insects, exuding a flourishing life force.
“What dense spiritual energy!”
The most shocking thing to Chen Fei was the unbelievably rich spiritual energy of this place. Compared to the Su family’s spiritual mine, the energy here was far denser, as if the entire land was composed of high-grade spirit stones continuously emitting pure energy.
“This is nothing,” Lu Yijun remarked. “If we find the core area of a spiritual mine, the energy there will be at least ten times denser than this. Cultivating there would be no different from absorbing high-grade spirit stones directly.”
Hearing this, Chen Fei’s eyes lit up!
He had personally experienced the effectiveness of cultivating with high-grade spirit stones. The sheer influx of spiritual energy felt like a gushing spring, drastically improving cultivation efficiency.
“Where can we find such a place?” Chen Fei asked eagerly, desperate to locate a spiritual mine and enhance his cultivation.
“I have no idea,” Lu Yijun admitted, shaking his head. “But such places are always highly contested. It’s best not to be too greedy.”
“Our real targets should be the rare herbs and treasures hidden within this forest,” Lu Yijun continued. “We need to move quickly. If we fall behind, the best resources will be snatched away by others.”
Although this was Lu Yijun’s first time entering a secret realm, he had clearly done his research. He knew that upon entering, the priority was to push toward the core as fast as possible. Any encounters along the way—whether good or bad—depended on one’s luck.
Chen Fei wasn’t as knowledgeable, but he understood that following Lu Yijun was the safest bet.
Without wasting any time, the two sprinted deeper into the jungle.
As they advanced, Chen Fei fully activated his spiritual perception. Normally, he could clearly sense everything within a thousand-meter radius, but here, an unknown force seemed to suppress his abilities, reducing his perception range to just five hundred meters.
Even so, in this dense forest, where visibility was often obstructed, such a range was still a significant advantage.
However, in the vast expanse of the jungle, even five hundred meters felt insufficient.
Not long after they entered the forest, Lu Yijun suddenly exclaimed in excitement, “Mysterious Flowers!”
“This secret realm really lives up to its reputation. These Mysterious Flowers are as valuable as Floating Grass, and there are two of them!” Lu Yijun laughed heartily. He had always wanted to obtain herbs similar to Floating Grass, and now, just after arriving in the secret realm, he had already found two.
At this moment, Chen Fei had yet to perceive the Mysterious Flowers. Only after following Lu Yijun for eight hundred meters did his spiritual perception finally detect two vividly red, almost demonic-looking flowers. Their colors continuously shifted as if pulsating with energy.
“I really need to find a way to restore my eyesight,” Chen Fei thought to himself. In this forest, his restricted perception made him feel nearly blind. His limited range was nowhere near as effective as ordinary vision.
Soon, the two arrived at the location of the Mysterious Flowers. Lu Yijun picked one, leaving the other for Chen Fei.
“Chen Yang, let’s refine these flowers immediately,” Lu Yijun urged.
“When we first enter a secret realm, there’s usually no immediate danger, only opportunities. But as we go deeper, we’ll not only face the realm’s natural threats but also other adventurers.”
Lu Yijun was eager to avoid wasting time, knowing that the early phase of exploring a secret realm was crucial for building strength safely.
Chen Fei nodded and immediately sat down to refine the Mysterious Flower.
The moment the flower entered his mouth, a strong, pungent taste overwhelmed his senses. The strange-looking flower was extremely hard to swallow.
However, knowing the immense benefits it contained, both of them endured their nausea, forcing themselves to ingest it before activating their respective cultivation techniques to absorb its energy.
As expected of a flower comparable to Floating Grass, the effects were astonishing. Lu Yijun’s aura surged like a rising mountain, growing stronger with each passing moment. In an incredibly short time, he had stepped into the Half-Step True Spirit Master realm.
For Chen Fei, however, the effects were underwhelming. The flower only provided a slight boost to his spiritual energy—so minimal that it was almost negligible.
Instead, most of the flower’s power was absorbed by his body, strengthening his physical form significantly.
Once they completed their cultivation session, the two wasted no time and resumed their journey deeper into the forest.
Black Lynx Fruit, Withered Plate Grass, Flesh Spirit Mushroom, Black Crystal Stone…
In just a short distance, they had collected more than a dozen rare herbs and spiritual treasures.
Each of these items was as valuable as Floating Grass, though their effects varied—some strengthened the body, others enhanced bones and tendons, some accelerated spiritual energy growth, and some served as rare alchemical ingredients.
They divided the treasures evenly, knowing that if they made it out alive, these items alone would be enough to establish a family wealthier than the three great clans of Yellow Mist City.
Yet, neither of them cared much for wealth.
These treasures couldn’t immediately boost their combat power, and in the face of looming dangers and fierce competition, what they truly needed were resources that could provide instant breakthroughs.
As they sprinted through the forest, determined to reach the inner regions first, an unexpected breeze swept past them.
At first, the gentle wind felt refreshing and cool.
But within moments, they realized something was wrong.
A sharp, slicing wind blade materialized out of nowhere, emitting a piercing sound as it slashed toward Lu Yijun.
Reacting instantly, Lu Yijun channeled his spiritual energy, forming an illusory mountain around him as a protective barrier.
At the same time, he drew his sword and executed the Silver Moon Sword Art, slashing at the incoming wind blade.
Boom!
A powerful collision erupted. Lu Yijun’s sword strike felt as if it had struck an immovable boulder, sending him staggering backward.
Rumble!
The wind blade crashed into his protective mountain barrier, shattering it instantly and sending him flying, blood spurting from his mouth.
