Chapter Seventy-Five: The True Cultivator

  Half a month later, Yang Tianwen gained some spiritual medicines that he had never seen before, only recorded in the "Qi Wu Pian", but none of them exceeded one thousand years old, and they were not particularly precious, incomparable to the legendary seven-colored Lingzhi.

  Yang Tian couldn't help but sigh, but it wasn't that he was dissatisfied, just a little regretful. The Seven-Colored Spiritual Mushroom was an ancient spiritual product that had appeared unexpectedly, and without the power of the Heavenly Fate Plate, it was only three-colored after all. A three-colored Spiritual Mushroom was only slightly better than an ordinary Three-Thousand-Year-Old Spiritual Ginseng, and couldn't be considered a top-grade spiritual product. Although these spiritual medicines were ordinary in variety, they should be enough to practice with, especially since his current cultivation level was still low.

  Yang Tian asked before, he wanted to practice alchemy, but was troubled by the lack of materials. Now, after scraping the ground for half a month, he has also accumulated a lot of stock, although it is low-grade stock, but it's still better than nothing, right?

  "It's been half a month, how come there's still no sign of human life? It's strange, isn't this the Cultivation Realm? Where have all the cultivators gone?" Yang Tian asked, rubbing his eyes like a blind man, unable to make out anything.

  "Boss, there's someone up ahead." Suddenly, Xiaobai transmitted a message over.

  "Oh? Where?" Yang Tian asked excitedly.

  "It's just southeast of here, about a hundred miles away." Little White replied.

  "Ah~~ Bai Li Ah!" Yang Tian asked gloomily, Xiao Bai's scouting range was really wide, it felt just like a radar.

  Yang Tianwen hastened his pace, and after a stick of incense had passed, Xiao Bai's voice sounded in Yang Tianwen's mind again; "Boss, be careful, because I found that it's not just one person, two more have appeared, and they seem to be chasing the first person who was running ahead."

  Yang Tian asked if he wasn't a reckless person, analyzed the situation, fell to the ground, and temporarily used natural conditions to set up a small array, hiding himself, waiting to see what would happen next.

  Before long, Yang Tian asked had just hidden himself well and retracted his breath. Three figures flying on swords came into view, one in front and two behind, clearly cultivators. Just as Xiao Bai had said, the two at the back were chasing after the one in front. When they were about to reach the location where Yang Tian was hiding in mid-air, they finally caught up with that person.

  "Chang Yu Long, you don't have to run anymore, hand over the thing, or else you won't be able to leave this place alive!" The one in front and back blocked the young man at the very beginning, one of whom was a fat man with acne all over his face, sneered.

  A young man with a somewhat unsightly long face behind him also echoed: "That's right, don't think that just because you're a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, we won't dare to do anything to you. Don't forget, we are people from the Huayang Sect. Besides, even if we settle this here, who would know?"

  That young man named Chang Yulong took a deep breath, trying to recover his true yuan, and said with a somewhat pale face: "You are really despicable, claiming to be a righteous sect, but it was clearly I who discovered and obtained this thing first. You actually have the nerve to rob me like this."

  "Hahaha~~~ Surname Chang, have you gone stupid from cultivating? The current cultivation world is already a place where the strong are respected. As long as you're stronger than us, you can kill us and take our things at any time." The fat man laughed loudly and mocked.

  "Not bad, we're on the same side of justice as the Qingfeng Sect. As long as you hand over the thing, we absolutely won't harm you." The young man with a long face chimed in.

  "Hmph! You two despicable scoundrels, I will absolutely never hand it over to you." Chang Yu Long angrily refused.

  "Then we'll see the truth with our own eyes, let's go!" The long-faced young man snorted coldly, and his flying sword spun horizontally under his control, charging towards Chang Yuelong. Another fat man also released a flying sword at the same time, attacking Chang Yuelong.

  Yang Tianwen listened for half a day and couldn't help but feel puzzled. Is this really the Xiu Zhen realm? For something, they can rob without hesitation or consideration, regardless of right or wrong? The strong prey on the weak, the strong are revered, indeed the only rule in the Xiu Zhen realm, everything else is empty.

  Yang Tianwen thought about whether to help or not. The situation was clear, that person named Chang Yulong had obtained something, while the other two guys who looked a bit ugly and were not worthy of the audience's attention made a move to rob him, with two surrounding one, that's how things were.

  "Is this the flying swordsmanship of the Cultivation Realm?" Yang Tian thought to himself, looking like it wasn't that impressive after all. These few people seemed to be inferior to Li Chengfeng in terms of magical power.

  In the sky, three flying swords were fighting each other. However, it was very clear that Changyu Long was at a complete disadvantage and was struggling to hold on.

  Yang Tian held two flying knives in his hands, but he hesitated and didn't make a move. Instead, he wanted to see if the magical artifacts of the Xiu Zhen world were as formidable and mysterious as described in "The Records of Strange Objects".

  Just as Chang Yu Long was about to collapse from exhaustion after searching for half a day, he still didn't see him take out his treasure, but instead took out a talisman and used it. A golden light appeared, covering Chang Yu Long, and just in time blocked the attack of two flying swords.

  "Vajra symbol? You're actually willing to use a Vajra symbol worth 100 low-grade spirit stones?" The long-faced young man exclaimed in surprise.

  "Hmph, what about the Golden Seal? Do you think it can last for long?" The fatty was surprised and then thought of the shortcomings of the talismans. Although they had the advantage of being convenient and quick to use, their duration would absolutely not be long-lasting. "Say it again, hand over your things and we'll let you off."

  "Hmph, don't even think about it, I won't compromise with you two shameless people!" Chang Yulong stubbornly refused, very decisively.

  Yang Tianwen had a slightly favorable impression of this Chang Yu Long, and the flying knife in his hand tightened, ready to be launched at any time!

  The effect of the Golden Vajra Seal was about to disappear, and the two besiegers burst out laughing, triumphantly pressing their attack. Just as the Golden Vajra Seal disappeared, Yang Tianwen's flying knife struck.

  There was no accident, because at this time the two of them were also on high alert, their attention focused on Chang Yu Long, and in their hearts they were probably thinking about the "treasure" that was about to be seized! Like two flashes of lightning, Yang Tian Wen aimed directly at their Dantian!

  "Ah~~" Two miserable cries came almost simultaneously, and the movement of Chang Yu Long was not slow either. The flying sword turned around, and two heads flew out.

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