Chapter 52: Feeling Around in the Muddy Water, Getting What

rray of Shuicheng. He first teleported to Lanming City and then flew tens of thousands of miles away from Lanming City. He changed his appearance. Even if the old ancestor of Han Chi was powerful, he...Demon pills are not common among first- and second-order monsters. Only extremely powerful second-order monsters, or third-order monsters and above, often possess demon pills. However, the occurrence of talismans is different. The probability of a talisman appearing is one in ten thousand. Throughout the entire cultivation world, there are only a few scattered rumors about talismans.

According to legend, the current monsters are all different species descended from various giant beasts of ancient times. Although their bloodlines have thinned to the point of being negligible, it is possible for a portion of their abilities to awaken inexplicably, forming orbs within their bodies known as dharma beads. It's not that stronger monsters are more likely to awaken; the appearance of dharma beads follows no discernible pattern whatsoever.

Not all awakened abilities are powerful magical arts. Some might be useless or insignificant. After all, not every monster in ancient times was formidable.

However, once a powerful spell is inherited, as the Awakener's cultivation level increases, it is very likely to possess immense power that can move mountains and overturn seas.

This is just a simple example.

“Grab the Buddha's Beads, grab the demon pills!”

At this time, the surrounding cultivators' faces were filled with frenzy, completely losing their rationality. The legends about the Dharma Pearl were distant and mysterious, passed down through word of mouth countless times. Some even believed that once they obtained the Dharma Pearl, their cultivation would skyrocket instantly, soaring to the heavens, looking down upon all living beings, and achieving the Golden Core Dao.

There were also some solitary and unlearned monks who didn't even know what a Dharma Bead was. But seeing the crazed expressions on the faces of the surrounding cultivators, even the dullest person could tell that it must be an extraordinary treasure.

Thousands of monks surged down from the lake shore, vying for treasure, a truly awe-inspiring sight.

“Haha, I got it! The Dharma Bead is mine!” A young cultivator riding a white eagle was the fastest, snatching the Dharma Bead first. Overjoyed, he went to grab the demon pill as well.

"Stupid." Lu Xia Tian said coldly. Before his words could even fade, dozens of spells flew towards the white eagle in the low sky. The white eagle and the young cultivator had no time to react before being struck by the spells. With a scream, they were bombarded into a cloud of blood mist, countless white feathers floating down from the air.

Witnessing the young cultivator's tragic death, Lu Xia Tian smiled wryly. He had initially ventured into the lake with thoughts of obtaining the magic bead. However, the surrounding cultivators were in a state of near frenzy, and anyone who managed to grab it would be besieged by nearby wandering cultivators if they couldn't escape immediately.

Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator wouldn't dare claim to escape unscathed in this chaotic battle. Even the powerful Crystal Toad had been besieged and killed. Let alone the Qi Refining cultivators present.

Once he had figured this out, Lu Xia Tian couldn't help but shake his head. Perhaps with this bead, he would be able to join any sect. But treasures are useless without life to take them. He didn't think he was capable of taking the bead in broad daylight. So Lu Xia Tian settled for second best, focusing on the scattered spirit stones and some spirit creatures that lay buried in the mud at the bottom of the lake, largely ignored by the crowd. Lu Xia Tian excitedly harvested over ten pieces of inferior water spirit stones, and four or five pieces of ice spirit stones. Water spirit stones were fine; he had stocked up some within the barrier. But ice wind thunder, these three types of spirit stones were very rare; keeping them would surely be useful in the future.

“Juvenile Crow Ore!” Lu XiaTian once again put a piece of ore required for the Ancient Sword Sect’s mission into his protective barrier. It was said to be used in refining the Artifact Juvenile Crow Sword, even this small piece was quite valuable, worth at least several hundred Spirit Stones.

Although he didn't get the best treasures, Lu Xia Tian was quite satisfied with how much he had gained. Even refining Qi Gathering Pills would take a lot of time to earn hundreds of spirit stones.

"Huh" As Lu Xiaoteng reached for a Water Spirit Stone, another hand snatched it first. He opened his eyes wide and saw a familiar face—Zhu Yinhua, the chubby peddler who had sold him information about Xiancheng before entering Wangyue City. Perhaps seeing that Lu Xiaoteng's cultivation was far higher than his, Zhu Yinhua took the spirit stone and quickly slipped away from the crowd without even recognizing him.

Lu Xia Tian chuckled wryly. This fatty was truly cunning. With his body so plump and his cultivation so low, he could still navigate the dense crowds of treasure-seeking troops. It was a skill in itself. A piece of inferior spirit stone, no serious conflict arose, Lu Xia Tian was too lazy to care. It seemed that besides the fanatic cultivators who were obsessed with snatching demon pills and magic orbs, there were also those like him who knew their limitations and sought out opportunities quietly.

This is a test. Let me know if you have any other requests!

At this time, the bottom of the lake was filled with a very strong smell of blood. It was unknown how many cultivators had died fighting for the demon pill and magic beads. Lu Xiaoteng tried his best to avoid the vortex of fighting. Otherwise, with his cultivation level, being pulled into it would be very dangerous.

Even though he was careful, sometimes things developed in ways no one could control. A man with a fierce face and bulging muscles sprang up, grabbing the flying talisman. However, dozens of wind blades shot past immediately after. The hand that had grabbed the talisman was severed in an instant.

“Ah, my hand!” The ferocious man cried out in pain, but no one paid him any attention at this point. He was just a loser in the struggle. Several other cultivators desperately tried to grab the orb before it fell into anyone else’s hands, but dozens of spells slammed into them. They shrank their necks and reluctantly retreated. The ground was littered with corpses, limbs scattered everywhere. Perhaps because there were so many dead, no one caught a severed limb in that brief period. Instead, it landed in the mud.

"Where did the Dharma bead go"

"Who took the Dharma Bead, hand it over, or I'll exterminate your entire clan!" The crowd around erupted in chaos.

“Jade Bead!” Lu XiaTian’s breath hitched. He hadn't intended to fight for it, but now the Jade Bead was within his grasp. The cultivators nearby were in an uproar because of the brief disappearance of the Jade Bead, a murderous aura filling the air.

Wealth and honor are sought amidst danger. He didn't fight for it because the chance of losing his life was too high, but that didn't mean he didn't want the treasures. Lu Xia Tian steeled himself; since it had been delivered to him, refusing it would be foolish. In the cultivation world, there was no way to get ahead without taking risks. So, he didn't hesitate and, at lightning speed, grabbed the bead from the severed arm and sent it into the barrier.

"Damn it, Fa Zhu is gone! Which goddamn bastard hid him Spit him out!"

The cultivator who couldn't see the Dharma bead was both angry and anxious. After grabbing it for a long time, he consumed most of his spiritual energy. To replenish his consumption, he also spent a lot of spirit stones. Now, he suddenly found that the treasure he had been fighting over had disappeared strangely.

“It must be some bastard who put the Dharma Bead into a storage bag. Find it, find it! We have to find the Dharma Bead.” Many people shouted angrily.

“Master Liao, Master Hu, it seems someone has already obtained the treasure. It’s just a matter of who it is. We’ve been busy for several days; we can’t return empty-handed! There are many scattered cultivators in this place. Relying on our own strength alone, I’m afraid none of us can suppress all these scattered cultivators. Why don’t we join forces We can seal off all the entrances to the lake, even the few passages around it, and search through everyone’s storage bags to find the spirit orbs. Then, we can auction them off and split the proceeds equally. What do you say”

Chang Mei Laogui wiped the mud off his face, looking quite disheveled. As a cultivator at the later stage of Qi refinement, he usually didn't take others seriously, even facing the deceased Fei Peng Laosu with indifference. Unexpectedly, in this lake fighting for treasures, he ended up so embarrassed, not to mention coming away empty-handed. Chang Mei Laogui naturally wouldn't accept this.r two of them were clearly lower realms than him. If they really wanted to fight, Zuo Mengnian didn't think he could win against them. 。After Item Qingcheng once again finished her closed-door cultiv...