I Cultivate Longevity in the Cultivation Realm

Chapter 402: Chapter 166: Thousand-Year Enlightenment Tea, Sacred Flame Fruit, Don’t...

The group nodded in agreement, each displaying a faint smile.

Foundation Establishment Spiritual Objects were their goal for this journey.

Even if it’s just a seedling or a seed, they are extremely precious, and of course, no one would disdain them.

Where there’s one, there may be two. Harvesting the first seedling of a Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object had already excited them.

In the Cultivation Realm, the reason Foundation Establishment Spiritual Objects are so hard to come by is primarily because spirit seeds are rare and highly sought after.

With spirit seeds, if carefully nurtured, there is naturally the possibility of harvesting mature Foundation Establishment Spiritual Objects.

Before long, the seedling of the Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object, the Twelve-Color Flower, was carefully uprooted and stored in a jade box, sealed with a talisman to prevent the leakage of spiritual qi and vitality.

The group continued their journey, searching further.

Along the way, they occasionally encountered other cultivator teams.

Without any conflicts, both sides remained restrained and avoided any disputes.

If they knew each other, they might exchange greetings and probe each other’s harvests. Of course, they wouldn’t reveal everything, but it was normal to share some dangers they had come across.

Before they knew it, night had fallen.

At that moment, they arrived at the foot of Ninefold Mountain.

"Divine Wind Valley, beyond its periphery, is divided into five areas: Ninefold Mountain, Poisonous Mist Swamp, Black Forest, and Blood Stone Territory.

Each place is rich in resources but equally full of dangers, with at least ten Foundation Establishment Great Demons residing in each.

Especially at night, all sorts of demon beasts come out, and the danger is ten times greater than during the day.

So, let’s rest at the foot of the mountain for a while and set out early tomorrow morning."

Shen Xinyi looked at the sky, speaking with great caution.

"Aren’t there five areas? Why isn’t one of them mentioned?"

Zhang Siyu couldn’t help but ask.

"The other one is the Poison Demon Cave, rumored to be the lair of a terrifying entity that awakens every ten years.

The surrounding poisonous mist dissipates because it’s being absorbed by this entity.

So, no one dares to enter, and no one has truly ventured in."

Upon hearing this, Xu Shaojie, one of the tributes, laughed and explained.

He was an experienced member of Shuiyun Pavilion and had participated in multiple Divine Wind Valley hunts, giving him more knowledge.

Others finally understood.

Zhou Changwang felt a slight stirring in his heart.

Then the group quickly found a spot at the foot of the mountains and dug out a small cave mansion.

To Zhou Changwang’s surprise, Li Qianyun, the manager of Fengming Village’s Shuiyun Pavilion, was also an Array Master and immediately set up a small protective and concealment array.

For safety, they also arranged for someone to keep watch at night.

Zhou Changwang, being a Spirit Plant Master, was naturally not on watch duty and found a place to sit cross-legged.

Darkness fell.

The roar of demon beasts echoed all around.

Occasionally, the dying cries of demon beasts could be heard.

Besides demon beasts, there were also many insect chirps, sometimes sounding close and sometimes far away.

Thud, thud, thud!

Thud, thud, thud!

A tension lined the faces of all the cultivators as they scanned with their spiritual senses but found nothing.

Zhou Changwang also opened his eyes, silently using the Derivation Technique.

He sensed no danger.

Utilizing the Spirit Eye Technique, he scanned the area, confirming it was a newly dug earthen cave mansion, solidified by flame burning, with no signs of being breached.

As if realizing something, Zhou Changwang flicked his fingers, casting the Insect Extermination Technique.

Immediately, the sound stopped, replaced by a faint rustling noise.

"So it really was a Spirit Insect."

Zhou Changwang’s heart relaxed.

Seeing the noise subside, the others also slowly calmed down.

However, after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Thud, thud, thud...

The sound returned anew.

"What on earth is this?"

Lu Yun’s voice trembled as she spoke.

"It should be the sound of some kind of insect.

But we don’t know what type of Spirit Insect it is.

In the wilderness, especially in Divine Wind Valley, perpetually shrouded in poisonous mist, there are countless poisonous and spirit insects hiding besides the demon beasts.

Everyone be careful and sprinkle some insect repelling powder around."

Shen Xinyi said calmly.

Zhou Changwang said, "No need to trouble yourselves."

With that, he flicked his finger forward.

A unique spiritual light emerged.

This was the Insect Attraction Technique!

Under the Insect Attraction Technique, a fist-sized Spirit Insect covered in spots emerged from the soil not far ahead.

Not just there, but all around, Spirit Insects were drawn over.

There turned out to be about a dozen.

"So many?"

The group was instantly shocked.

Zhou Changwang quickly tapped his storage bag, releasing a gigantic demon insect, golden all over with pitch-black claws, resembling a flying cicada.

Its wings spread.

Incredible speed.

In an instant, it charged into the group of Spirit Insects, its forelimbs crossed, and devoured them one by one.

Among them was the spotted Spirit Insect making the ’thud, thud, thud’ sound.

"Is this the King of Flying Insects, the Golden Armor King Flying Cicada?"

Someone couldn’t help but exclaim.

Zhou Changwang glanced at the speaker, who was Xu Ying, one of the tributes of Shuiyun Pavilion.

To become a Dharma Guardian Tributor of Shuiyun Pavilion, her strength must be formidable, with exceptional eye power.

"No wonder Fellow Daoist Zhou wanted that Ten Thousand Poison Grass.