Chapter 47: The Hometown of Xiang Luan Cao - Ling Po Mountain

  Originally, this trip to the southern part of Hongyuan was intended to secretly capture a few Tian Di divine beasts to take back as battle pets. With two Shén Zhǔ Yèwèi guardians, it could be considered a major guarantee. Moreover, he possessed the fully cultivated superior Xian Tian Lingbao - Linglong Pagoda, and even in the Qin Tian Huang Dynasty, he was the number one master of the Qin Tian Huang Dynasty.

  Even his father, the emperor of the Qin Tian Huang dynasty, who held a divine position, had only a mid-grade pre-heavenly spiritual treasure, the Qian Kun Mirror, which couldn't harm him at all since he possessed the high-grade pre-heavenly spiritual treasure, the Ling Long Pagoda.

  But searching for the heavenly beast has been going on for fifty years, wandering in this vast and desolate land of beasts for so long, I have long missed the days of indulgence in the imperial court, but I am not willing to give up like this, and can only continue searching.

  Just today, this team of gods felt a massive spiritual wave in the distance and knew that an absolute treasure spirit root or congenital spirit treasure had been born. As soon as they arrived, someone had already taken a step ahead, originally thinking it was just an ordinary scattered cultivator, so their confidence in seizing the treasure doubled, wanting to deceive and intimidate the scattered cultivator into obediently offering up the treasure.

  Who would have thought that this loose cultivator was disdainful of this and wanted to escape, so he ordered his guards to kill people and seize treasures, but unexpectedly encountered a hard bone.

  At this time, the arrogant young man saw that Yang Le's light punch had made the defensive law of Linglong Pagoda's scattered hair roll over and over again. He was naturally frightened in his heart, and the heroic spirit that had just risen up was struck by Yang Le's seemingly light punch, disappearing into thin air.

  The two suppressed divine guardians couldn't believe that the usually weak and vulnerable Third Prince actually possessed such a powerful treasure, capable of withstanding the attack from this ominous star's divine being. They thought to themselves that they had previously looked down on the Third Prince, but it turned out that he was actually hiding his true strength all along!

  Thinking about it, I'm afraid I've been disrespectful to the Third Prince from time to time, and my heart is also uneasy.

  Yang Le unleashed a full-force blast of Linglong Pagoda's Law Defense, and the terrifying power of Pangu's true body struck down the surrounding space, shattering it into nothingness. The yellow Law Defense light was like a small boat in a stormy sea, but somehow it managed to persist and not be destroyed.

  Yang Le couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the power of the Xiantian Lingbao. Generally speaking, the Xiantian Lingbao was difficult for low-level gods and demons to refine because it contained profound laws that they couldn't fully comprehend. They could only perform a rough refinement, barely tapping into the Xiantian Lingbao's automatic counterattack ability, which only had one or two layers of power.

  But even if it's just the first one or two layers of the Innate Spirit Treasure, it's still extremely terrifying. Because inside, it contains laws, and can mobilize a small amount of laws. Laws are the highest existence, ethereal yet having supreme pressure. In the face of the law's pressure, even gods, demons, and spirits below the Supreme God cannot muster up any will to resist.

  Invoking a small amount of the innate spiritual treasure's principles can counterbalance the great divine powers of gods and demons who do not possess the innate spiritual treasure, because these gods and demons have only grasped the principles to an extremely high level, with various divine powers at their fingertips, roaming freely through the three thousand small worlds, without disaster or calamity, carefree and self-satisfied. However, why is there a difference of heavenly proportions between the quasi-saints' existence and that of gods and demons, with an unbridgeable chasm?

  That is the existence of Quasi-Saint Industry has already understood and integrated part of the cosmic primordial law, except for the existence above the Saint Industry position stripping his law to kill him, otherwise it is difficult to kill the same level of existence.

  Even saints do not want to casually strip away the original laws from a quasi-saint's body, because forcibly stripping away the laws from a quasi-saint's body would be a great harm to the universe's original laws. It may cause cracks in the perfect fusion with one's own original laws, requiring billions and billions of years to repair or accumulate enough merit to benefit the development of the universe, thereby satisfying the will of the universe.

  So quasi-saint level existences generally won't have life-and-death battles, because this level uses laws to fight and also has laws to protect themselves from evil invasions, only sealed dangers.

  The divine and demonic lords of the fusion law cannot directly mobilize the law to fight, and their dependence on the innate spiritual treasure is the greatest. After all, if they can borrow the innate spiritual treasure, they can slightly call upon the law, with boundless power.

  Unexpectedly, the seemingly pampered Third Prince turned out to be so determined, successfully refining the top-grade innate spiritual treasure through sheer hard work and perseverance, leaving Yang Le in awe of his determination.

  Looking at this situation is not going well, in case something unexpected happens, the Heavenly God Soldier's Great Golden Sword suddenly appears in hand.

  That arrogant young man who claimed to be the Third Prince was terrified, knowing that this was a defensive innate spiritual treasure, and even his father's Dry Sky Mirror would have difficulty breaking through its defense. Now, he had discovered that the man in front of him had almost shattered the Linglong Treasure Pagoda's defense with his bare fists.

  After the shock, Yang Le took out a divine weapon, scaring him so much that he gritted his teeth and took out a purple gold token from his pocket, which was carved with a dragon and phoenix dance. His eyes were filled with reluctance, and with a forceful squeeze, the token shattered, emitting a dazzling white light. The spatial laws around him fluctuated violently, and just as the giant golden knife was about to strike, Yang Le and the treasure pagoda suddenly disappeared into thin air.

  Yang Le was stunned and didn't expect himself to slip up, allowing him to escape.

  The timid fellow, Yang Le muttered.

  Yang Le turned his head to look at the remaining two guards and maids, feeling a bit of a headache. In battle against enemies who had killing intent towards him, he could slaughter them mercilessly without any burden. However, if they were unarmed and left themselves to be slaughtered, and there were also two delicate women, it was somewhat difficult for him to make a move, and he couldn't get past that hurdle.

  Then, Yang Le knocked out the two guardians of the divine profession and used the witch tribe's secret method to make them fall into a deep sleep. Unless Yang Le uses the witch tribe's secret method to lift the spell, only he can wake them up in this vast wilderness.

  Yang Le casually threw them into the opened space cave, releasing the restraints on them, and said to the two trembling maids in front of him: "As long as you listen obediently, I won't make things difficult for you two, understand?"

  The two maids nodded hastily like startled birds.

  "Alright then, what are your names? And what brings the Third Prince here?"

  On the left, a somewhat calm path; "Autumn Miao, this is Xia Lin, the third prince... uh, that person is the third prince of the Qin Tian Dynasty in the South China Sea, and he came here to secretly capture some heavenly beasts as war pets."

  The Xia Lin next to her also kept nodding in agreement.

  "Alright, since you live in the South Sea and are maids of the Third Prince, you should be knowledgeable. Do you know where Xiangluan grass is?" This was the reason why Yang Le didn't knock them out while they were by her side. In this vast southern wilderness of water and fire mountains, Yang Le had also searched for a very long time but hadn't found even a hint of Xiangluan grass, so she hoped these two maids would know its origin or provide some clues.

  "What's xiang yuan cao? I've never heard of it." The girl named Xia Lin replied.

  Yang Le patted his forehead, almost forgetting that this foreign world of Honghuang was different from the Pangu world, and the method of calling it might also be different. He stretched out his left hand, and a lush, lifelike plant appeared, with soft, green Xiangluan grass about an inch high, its entire body a bright green with a pink thread winding through it, as if emitting waves of fragrance that assailed the nostrils.

  "Fox spittle grass!" Two cries of surprise rang out.

  Yang Le's eyes lit up, this is getting interesting.

  Qiu Meng saw that there was no danger, and the young man in front of her was also calm, so she quickly told him what she knew: "This fox spittle grass is a specialty of the nine-tailed fox god's territory on Lingpo Mountain. Every ten thousand years, some major powers like the Qin Tian Dynasty would exchange some fox spittle grass with Lingpo Mountain as incense for the goddesses. It can be said that it is the favorite of the concubines. There are rumors that other sea powers also come to Lingpo Mountain to exchange fox spittle grass, but I'm not very sure."

  What a waste! That was Yang Le's first reaction, and his second reaction was: It's developed!

  Xiang Luan Cao is also a terrestrial middle-grade spiritual herb, yet it's being wasted by these idiots who don't know how to refine elixirs. Yang Le decided that he must go and rescue these Fox Gland Herbs, making his name known throughout the vast expanse.