Several days passed.
The intense commotion within the inner region of the Hundred Thousand Mountains finally ceased.
"Damn human bugs! You'd better pray I never run into you again!"
The giant python let out a ferocious roar, leaving the area in indignation to return to its own territory.
Along with it were quite a few demonic beasts that had chased all the way from the outer region.
For several days, not only did they fail to catch Mo Tianxiao and his companion, they even lost all traces of the two.
The little bugs didn't have much strength, but their ability to run away left the beasts utterly shocked.
Making such a huge racket in the inner region for days had already displeased some of the big shots. If they continued the pursuit, they feared they would be taught a lesson by those top-tier demonic beasts.
A two-thousand-year-old Blood Lingzhi was indeed highly attractive to them, but if they searched carefully in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, they could still find such heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
There was no need to cause unpleasantness with the big shots of the inner region over two humans. If they accidentally angered those overlords, they might end up as food themselves.
Although the demonic beasts of the Hundred Thousand Mountains were united against foreign enemies, internally they still adhered to the law of the jungle and survival of the fittest.
Without a powerful bloodline, they could only respect absolute strength.
"Stupid snake, you don't believe it when I call you stupid. You even let your own mushroom get snatched, and by two weakling humans at that. You've completely disgraced us demonic beasts!"
Beside the giant snake, a lone wolf panted with its tongue out, its eyes filled with undisguised mockery.
He had also chased them from the outer region, but unfortunately, he couldn't catch up to the two humans either.
"Hmph, you talk as if you're so incredible, yet you're just like me. You didn't even catch a whiff of those two little bugs' farts."
The giant snake shot the lone wolf a displeased glare, then twisted its massive body and headed back toward the outer region.
With its strength, it could easily find a decent territory even in the inner region.
But in comparison, it preferred the peaceful outer region, where it could occasionally run into a few blind little bugs for amusement.
Hearing the other party's words, the lone wolf followed closely behind, a human-like smile appearing on its face. "Don't be mad. With the bond between us brothers, what's yours is mine. I remember you still have a thousand-year Crimson Spirit Fruit. Where are you hiding it? Let me have a look."
"Get lost! That is something I prepared for the Little Princess!" the giant snake cursed angrily, roaring without even turning its head.
Hearing the giant snake's words, the lone wolf immediately fell silent.
Since it was prepared for the Little Princess, he didn't dare scheme for it.
"Speaking of which, it's almost time. I need to prepare a gift as well."
The lone wolf muttered to himself, "If the Little Princess comes to the outer region to rob us and I have nothing to offer, it would be far too embarrassing."
Several full hours after these demonic beasts had left, the lush leaves trembled slightly, and two figures emerged from within.
"We finally shook off those big dumb brutes."
Mo Tianxiao held his breath and sensed the surroundings. Upon finding no auras of other demonic beasts, a smile appeared on his face. He teased, "How was it, Miss Yun? Thrilling, wasn't it?"
These past few days had exhausted them completely. At one point, an early-stage Dharma Manifestation Realm demonic beast had even set its sights on them.
Fortunately, the other party had only casually toyed with them and didn't relentlessly pursue them.
Yun Sangyi looked at Mo Tianxiao with a resentful gaze, her tone soft and gentle. "Thankfully it was a false alarm and we didn't encounter any stronger demonic beasts. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
"Young Master Ye, no matter what, we must be careful at all times from now on. This place is not like the outer region. We cannot cause another commotion like before."
Seeing Yun Sangyi's furrowed brows and resentful look, Mo Tianxiao patted his chest and said with a firm tone, "Rest assured, Miss Yun, I definitely will not joke around with our lives!"
Following that, Mo Tianxiao took out the massive Blood Lingzhi, unhesitatingly cut it in half, and tossed one half to Yun Sangyi.
"Here, this is Miss Yun's share."
Receiving the Blood Lingzhi, a trace of pleasant surprise flashed through Yun Sangyi's eyes, and a moving smile graced her oval face. "Thanks."
Yun Sangyi did not stand on ceremony. After all, wasn't running for so many days all for this Blood Lingzhi?
With this Blood Lingzhi, as long as she was given a little time, she was confident in breaking through to the seventh level of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Once she broke through to the seventh level, she would officially step into the late stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm, and her strength would see a significant increase.
"We split what we find half and half. Do you want these?"
Mo Tianxiao shook the spatial rings in his hand and asked Yun Sangyi.
A throb of desire appeared in Yun Sangyi's eyes, but she shook her head. "You obtained these things with your own abilities. Being able to give me this much Blood Lingzhi is already enough to satisfy me."
She was not a greedy person.
In response, Mo Tianxiao did not force the issue. He took a look at the spatial rings and didn't find anything particularly amazing. Most of the contents were medicinal herbs and spirit fruits, so he casually stuffed them into his pocket.
"However, Young Master Ye is truly unkind. We can be considered friends who have gone through life and death together; there is no need for you to hide your cultivation base from me, right?"
Yun Sangyi placed the Blood Lingzhi into her spatial ring, a hint of minor dissatisfaction in the gaze she directed at Mo Tianxiao.
During their previous escape, both of them had exposed their true cultivation bases.
Mo Tianxiao looked at Yun Sangyi with a faint smile, his eyes seemingly saying, How do you have the nerve to ask that question?
Being stared at by Mo Tianxiao, Yun Sangyi's small face flushed red. She pouted slightly, turned her head away, and said in a delicate voice, "Since we both hid our cultivation bases from each other, we can consider this matter even."
A Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator disguised as a Profound Connection Realm cultivator, and a Void Refinement Realm cultivator disguised as a Soul Formation Realm cultivator.
Neither of them were innocent.
"Let's go, time to move on. It wasn't easy coming here, and there are still many good things waiting for us."
After tidying up, Mo Tianxiao patted his clothes and prepared to venture deeper.
If they could pick up a thousand-year Blood Lingzhi in the outer region, who knew how many good things were waiting for them in the inner region.
Yun Sangyi hurried to keep up, walking beside him with a trace of anticipation on her face.
Although this place was very dangerous, both of them were experts at concealing their auras. As long as they were careful and didn't provoke existences they couldn't afford to offend, this place was simply a paradise for humans.
Almost every time they walked a short distance, they would encounter a heavenly material or earthly treasure that was several hundred years old. It was no different from picking up free money.
Moreover, there weren't many treasure hunters who dared to enter the inner region, meaning this place was a true, unplundered primitive treasure trove.
"Roar!! Who is it!! Who dares to steal my thousand-year green bamboo shoots!!!"
"The narcissus I've nurtured for three thousand years!!! Just who was it!?"
"Where is the horn I shed???"
......
Over the course of several months, the inner region of the Hundred Thousand Mountains echoed with the continuous furious roars of great demons.
Because they had been robbed!
And they couldn't even find the culprit!!
The masterminds behind all of this were naturally Mo Tianxiao and Yun Sangyi.
Since Yun Sangyi had already discovered his methods anyway, Mo Tianxiao couldn't be bothered to hide them anymore. The immortal secret art, Empty Hand of the Master Thief, was simply a divine skill.
Mo Tianxiao suddenly felt that, compared to stealing physical items, the Empty Hand's ability to steal other people's spells and divine abilities seemed somewhat unremarkable.
To steal spells and divine abilities, someone else had to cast them first, and the effect only lasted for one minute.
And as for stealing, as long as one maintained a sufficient distance, it could truly be done without anyone noticing, completely imperceptible to gods and ghosts alike. It was simply utterly terrifying...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
