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Su Yi glanced at Hua Xinfeng, who was hanging her head in shame, like a child caught in the act. He couldn’t help but find it rather funny. “Enough. Go gather up the spoils.”
When she heard the term “the spoils”, Hua Xinfeng instantly perked up, and her bright eyes glittered with excitement. “Okay!”
It seemed she couldn’t wait, as she immediately launched into action.
Su Yi, meanwhile, glanced at the Celestial Xiezhi Sword. If I hold onto this, it could be a good gift for Lingxue, but I’ll have to wait until she steps into the Origin Dao. Otherwise, I’m afraid she won’t be able to suppress its soul body…
As he pondered, he casually put the weapon into the Snow Beetle Jade Pendant.
The Celestial Xiezhi Sword was indeed powerful, and it had enormous potential; one day, it might well give rise to a sword soul.
But Su Yi had no shortage of swords. In addition to the Abstruse God Sword, he had Early Grave.
He’d been continuously nourishing the Abstruse God Sword, and it was engraved with the Spirit-Devouring Edict. It even had a wisp of a Netherflame Demon Sparrow’s soul sealed within it.
In terms of raw power, it was perhaps inferior to Early Grave and the Celestial Xiezhi Sword.
But its potential far surpassed either one of them.
The Celestial Xiezhi’s potential surpassed Early Grave. After all, it had already given birth to a weapon spirit.
But Early Grave was mightier!
Su Yi planned to find an opportunity to reforge Early Grave. With the methods at his disposal, it would most likely be no problem to give the sword a sword soul.
Before long, Hua Xinfeng returned. She was practically glowing, uncontrollable delight written all over her face.
“Young Lord, we’ve really struck it rich this time!” she said in a clear, crisp voice. She then went on to introduce their trophies at top speeds.
Nine types of spiritual medicine, twenty tier-six spirit stones. These were among the most precious of the spoils, and among the rarest.
Even in the Great Qin, Origin Dao cultivators saw such treasures as “grand strokes of fortune.”
That aside, there were fifty-nine types of tier-five spiritual medicines and one hundred and thirty tier-five spirit stones. These were also first-rate, rare, and precious cultivation resources. They were in short supply even for Origin Palace experts.
Added together, there were over a hundred types of spiritual and divine materials, enough to refine Origin Treasures.
But their greatest harvest was over a dozen Origin Treasure spiritual weapons!
Several, like A’Lin’s spear, Heavenfrost, and Qin Dongxu’s blood-colored halberd, already possessed spiritual awareness.
The weapons’ value far surpassed the rest of their harvest combined!
“Not bad at all,” said Su Yi, much calmer by comparison.
Everything, from the materials, medicines, and spirit stones to the weapons, were Origin Dao resources. In the world of the mundane, they were perhaps rare and precious.
But to Su Yi, they were only enough to satisfy the needs of Origin Dao cultivators, and no more.
Su Yi thought for a moment, then said, “Give me all the spirit stones and spiritual medicines. You can choose your share from the rest.”
Hua Xinfeng stuck up her thumb and smiled approvingly. “Young Lord Su, you sure are generous!”
Su Yi added, “Remember, ninety percent is mine. You get ten.”
“.....” Hua Xinfeng had nothing to say to that, but ten percent was still enough to make flowers of delight bloom in her heart.
After all, she hadn’t contributed to this operation in the least, so she was effectively getting all this for nothing….
Before long, Hua Xinfeng chose a few treasures that caught her fancy, then gave the rest to Su Yi.
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He merely glanced at them before putting them all into the Snow Beetle Jade Pendant. Inwardly, he was somewhat disappointed. These guys were seriously among the top experts of the Great Qin? They didn’t have any treasures worth paying attention to.
But then, that makes sense. They came to the Sea of Chaotic Spirits in search of good fortune. It’s only natural that they wouldn’t bring treasures of mysterious origins and whatnot with them.
He then glanced at Qin Fu, Nie Xingkong, and A’lin. He couldn’t help but shake his head.
Chu Xiu had placed a curse upon each of the Possessed’s souls. After his demon puppet fell, all of them died on the spot.
There was no doubt about it: the curses on their souls linked their lives to his demon puppet. When the puppet was destroyed, it activated the curse on their souls, destroying them too.
Even with the methods at Su Yi’s disposal, there was nothing he could do about it.
Naturally, he no longer had the chance to remove their souls and research their origins.
“Come on, let’s go into the palace and have a look around,” said Su Yi, casting aside his scattered thoughts. He strolled confidently up to the palace gates.
Hua Xinfeng followed hot on his heels. “Young Lord, Chu Xiu said earlier that the palace was left here by the founder of the Immortals’ Sword House, the Heavensphere Yao Emperor.  I’m afraid the unparalleled, shocking phenomena that appeared over the Sea of Chaotic Spirits arose due to the fortune hidden within the palace!”
Her eyes sparkled with anticipation. “I just don’t know what kind of good fortune it is!”
This was a long-lost ancient sect. Its ruins had appeared out of nowhere, countless years later, provoking strange and astonishing phenomena. How could it possibly be ordinary?
“We’ll know after we’ve gone inside,” said Su Yi, pushing open the ninety-foot doors carved with ancient symbols and cloud markings.
Boom!
The gates slowly opened. When the crack was large enough to fit through, Su Yi and Hua Xinfeng slipped inside.
……
The Sea of Chaotic Spirits, a stretch dotted with coral reefs.
Chu Xiu stood amidst the waves, clad in black robes. His features were handsome, but his eyes were eerie green, his expression was unsightly, and his aura was fierce and terrifying.
“Su Yi, oh, Su Yi. This plan has been in the works for quite some time, but you went and ruined it, just like that!” he muttered to himself, his eyes filled with hatred, as well as a hint of wordless frustration. “Unfortunately, my true body is in the Great Xia…”
Whoosh~~!
Suddenly, blood-colored mists billowed in the distant seas, blotting out the sun. When he looked closely, Chu Xiu saw a ten-thousand-foot treasure tower made of piled bones. It was only dimly discernible within the mist.
“White Bone Tower!” Chu Xiu’s pupils constricted, and deep-rooted dread appeared on his face.
The Sea of Chaotic Spirits was home to Four Great Perils. White Bone Tower was one of them. Wherever it appeared, vast swaths of blood-colored mist were sure to follow.
Anyone who saw it had to run away as quickly as possible. Otherwise, no matter their cultivation, once the mists enveloped them, they’d wither into a pile of dried-up bones and become yet another piece of the tower.
“I have no idea what the hell that thing is. Despite countless years, no one has seen through its secrets,” said Chu Xiu, staring into White Bone Tower. It was enshrouded in mist, and it was only dimly discernible, but the sight left his heart quivering in terror.
The less was known about something, the more dangerous it was.
Chu Xiu had wandered the continent from north to south, visiting countless places, including no shortage of strange lands and danger zones.
But he’d only encountered mysterious, unfathomable existences like White Bone Tower in a few perilous places worthy of the title “forbidden grounds.”
Like the Great Xia’s Sumeru Immortal Island, the Jeweled Ghost Domain, and the Immortal Abyss.
“Rumor has it that, when the Radiant Epoch descends, everything unknown will become clear. Perhaps, when the Radiant Epoch is truly upon us, unprecedented changes will occur in the Sea of Chaotic Spirits…
“Were I to rank all the continent’s danger zones by the sheer number of buried ancient orthodoxies buried there, these waters would rank in the top five.”
Just as Chu Xiu was pondering…
Whoosh~!
The crimson mists drew nearer and nearer, blanketing the seas.
Chu Xiu dared not linger any further. He turned and left.
“If I do the math, there’s still about five months before the curtains open on the Xia Emperor’s Orchid Terrace Dharma Assembly. That’s my only opportunity to get into Sumeru Immortal Island. Whatever I do, I can’t miss it…”
He’d decided to return to the Great Xia.
During this operation, he lost a Demon Puppet. That alone caused him incomparable heartbreak. If he lost this Demon Puppet in the Sea of Chaotic Spirits too, it would drive his true body insane.
Although Chu Xiu didn't notice this as he left, both the surging crimson smoke and the White Bone Tower within were currently moving in the direction of the ruins of the Immortals' Sword House.
……
The Isle of No Return.
Ten miles away.
It was already nighttime, and the island floating on the surface of the water was bright with countless bright green lanterns. There were thousands of them, and they flickered in and out of view like stars.
A scene of the netherworld floated in the skies of the island. There was a parade of ghosts shuttling between turbid, blood-colored rivers, and flowers so red, it seemed they were on fire. There was a mountain of white bone, and a mysterious gate standing within the mists….
A woman in clean white men’s robes watched this play out from a distance. She sat on the shoulder of a giant ape, and she couldn’t help but narrow her beautiful eyes.
She raised her feather fan, then stared at the distant Isle of No Return. “Chongyang, do you sense it? It seems something is living on the island.”
The giant white ape’s clear eyes filled with bewilderment. “Master, I don’t sense anything.”
“That so?” The woman was stunned, but then, she sighed. “If it weren’t so dangerous, I’d want to take a look around.”
Ever since ancient times, there had always been an ironclad rule—
Anyone who got within ten miles of the Isle of No Return would never come back, regardless of their cultivation. Their blood and flesh would disintegrate into ash, while the island’s floating green lanterns would absorb their soul.
To date, no one had avoided this fate.
Thus, even now, no one knew what secrets were hidden on the Isle of no Return.
It didn’t matter that the woman was a mighty advanced cultivator of the Spirit Dao. Not even she dared step into that particular minefield.
She sensed an utterly terrifying, taboo power on the Isle of No Return. It was so strong that her instincts screamed that if she got any closer, she’d face annihilation!
“Master, should we return to check on the situation in the ruins of the Immortals’ Sword House?” asked the giant ape in a low voice.
Even from ten miles away, he could clearly sense the terrifying, sinister phenomena manifesting on the island. This left the giant ape deeply out of sorts, and a chill coursed down his massive back.
“That’s good too.” The woman nodded.
Shortly after the woman and the giant ape turned and left, two eerie green lanterns suddenly rose into the sky, like a pair of eyes, then gazed in the direction of the Immortals’ Sword House.
Then, the forbidden ground known as the Isle of No Return seemed to come to life. It silently shifted, leaving this stretch of ocean completely.