Chapter 27: A Small Fortune in Writing

  The Innate Spirit Treasure has already possessed extremely high spirituality. It is said that when it reaches a certain level, it can transform on its own, but I don't know if this statement is true or false.

  Now Ye Hao can't verify the truth of this statement, for him, no matter whether it can transform or not, the Heaven Spirit Treasure, before his death, he had tried every means to get one but failed.

  Ye Hao stretched out his right hand and slowly reached towards the illusory Nine Underworld Fire.

  As his fingertips touched the Nine Youming Fire, it transformed into a layer of transparent gauze that wrapped around him, merging with his skin. Nothing was visible to the naked eye, but he could distinctly feel the powerful and icy energy on his right hand.

  Ye Hao rushed out of Dan Temple and flew away from Fog Moon Peak on his flying magical instrument.

  At this time, the sky had darkened, and a crescent moon appeared faintly on the horizon.

  In the dim light, a figure flashed by quickly, and surprisingly, it was charging towards a small hill in front, looking like it was going to collide head-on with the hill.

  Just as the figure and Xiaoyue were about to collide, the figure suddenly clapped his hands lightly in front of him.

  A faint sound of "zen" echoed, and the figure froze, while in front of him, a small mountain had a block of mountain body with a length and width of hundreds of meters suddenly disappeared.

  From a distance, the small mountain looks like it has been bitten off by some ancient monster, with the huge gap inside filled with rocks covered in tiny foam-like solids, looking very strange.

  The figure standing in front of the small hill was Ye Hao. At this time, his face was very pale and he stood still without moving.

  After a moment of dizziness, Ye Hao's figure finally shook and he sat down on the ground with a thud, a faint smile forced onto his pale face.

  "Awesome, it's indeed worthy of being a Primordial Spirit Treasure. My strength is still too low to fully utilize its true power. This time I used my full force and almost sucked dry the old man." Ye Hao thought to himself, although the Primordial Spirit Treasure can be activated with just spiritual energy, the purity and density of the spiritual energy fundamentally determines the size of the treasure's power.

  Ye Hao had a rough estimate of the power of the Jiuyou Minghuo Stone in his heart, and he was extremely satisfied. It can be said that now, when facing the Golden Elixir True Man, under the opponent's unpreparedness, he fully activated the Jiuyou Minghuo Stone to attack, it is also possible to make the opponent die with regret. However, after fully activating the Jiuyou Minghuo Stone, he will have a period of time without any resistance power, if the opponent does not die or has companions, then the one who dies with regret will be himself.

  With Ye Hao's experience, he quickly analyzed that using the Jiuyou Minghuo stone in this way could bring out its greater effect, and for him, it was like adding wings to a tiger.

  At this moment, Ye Hao's eyebrows rose, and his eyes became somewhat icy.

  "That scoundrel is really shameless, always being shameless in front of Xiao Qinglan is one thing, but coming to Ye Dage's place and being shameless again, isn't this just asking for trouble?" Ye Hao muttered to himself, quickly casting a few forbidden spells on his body, then wiping his face several times, restoring the appearance of the black-faced youth. He stood still with his eyes closed, suddenly becoming motionless.

  Before long, a golden light shot over, and Chang Fan's sword stopped in front of Ye Hao.

  "Haha, you've fallen into my Soul Locking Spell, even if you run to the ends of the earth, you'll still be under my control." Chang Fan laughed loudly and walked forward, tearing off the storage bag on Ye Hao's body.

  With a casual wipe, the divine seal imprint on the storage bag was erased, and the simple ban on top was forcibly broken. Changfan Sword opened it with a single strike.

  Just then, a puff of smoke burst out of the storage bag and sprayed right onto Chang Fan's face.

  Jiang Feng's body swayed twice before he collapsed onto the ground.

  "Haha, this kind of goods can also be called the Three Nobles of Shen Zhou. Is it that his vigilance is too poor or is Ye Dage's acting skills too good?" Ye Hao smiled at Zhi Lai, raised his hand, and two storage bags flew into his hands, one was his own, and the other was on Chang Fan's body.

  As soon as Ye Hao opened the storage bag on Chang Fan's sword body, his eyes lit up like two light bulbs. There were so many spirit stones, at least tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones. For many Golden Dan period powerhouses, this was also a considerable fortune. Apart from the spirit stones, Ye Hao also found dozens of artifacts of various grades, as well as two lower-grade spiritual instruments.

  However, what caught Ye Hao's attention was a spiritual jade slip.

  In Shen Zhou, Ling Yu Jian is rare, and it's usually only used to record precious materials and cultivation methods.

  Ye Hao placed the Tongling Jade Tablet on his brow, and with a sweep of his divine consciousness, a vast amount of information flooded into his mind.

  "Harmony of Qi Path." Ye Hao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, this was obviously the cultivation method of Liuhe Sect, and he already had the Tianpeng Decision, as well as the various precious cultivation methods he obtained in the Huangtian Secret Realm. The cultivation method of Liuhe Sect was naturally not worth mentioning to him.

  Not long after Ye Hao left, Chang Fan Jian woke up. He shook his somewhat dizzy head and found himself leaning against a big tree with over ten empty wine jars beside him. The strong smell of wine still lingered in the air.

  "It's strange, how did I end up drinking here? Why can't I seem to remember?" Chang Fan Jian rubbed his head and thought about taking a clarity pill from his storage bag to sober up.

  However, Chang Fan's hand grasped at nothing but air, and his face suddenly changed color.

  "Which bastard dares to steal my storage bag? If I find out, I'll make you wish you were dead!" Chang Fan roared, completely forgetting that he was there because of Ye Hao, only vaguely feeling that he had forgotten something.

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  Flowing smoke and colorful clouds are a wonderful sight in the Smoke Cloud Sect, famous throughout the divine continent. The misty air is vast and multicolored, with five lights and ten colors. When the clouds rise, they stir up the nine heavens, able to transform into all sorts of strange and unusual shapes, extremely magnificent.

  It is said that someone has seen an immortal dancing in a mist of colorful clouds, and it's not necessary to distinguish between reality and fantasy.

  Liuyan Cai Xia is not among the seven peaks of Yunxia Sect, but in a mountain valley not far away. This mountain valley is also known as Lingyao Valley.

  All the rare and precious spiritual herbs of the Yunxia School are not planted in the three major spiritual herb gardens, but are all planted in this Spiritual Herb Valley.

  In Lingyao Valley, there are large arrays, and the defense is very strict.

  At dawn, six rays of light flashed across the sky. The leader, Cui Xia Zhenren, Mingyue Peak's Mo Yan Zhenren, Jinyang Peak's Hanhai Zhenren, accompanied by Xiao Qingluan and her servant, as well as Gongzi Changfan, who had been looking unwell, arrived at Lingyao Valley.

  Along the winding path of Lingyao Valley, all the way to the front, at the end is a cliff, as if this side of Lingyao Valley was cut off by someone.

  Standing on the cliff, the rolling clouds seem within reach.

  Every day the weather is fine, at dawn, when the morning glow begins, a spectacular view of flowing mist and colorful clouds appears.

  The six people arrived just in time, and as soon as they stopped, they saw a glimmer of dawn appearing at the end of the sea of clouds.