Chapter 90: Spiritual Treasure Chooses Its Master

  The name "Wú Míng" deeply stirred Zhang Heng. It can be confirmed that the words on this stele were left behind by the Blood Kill Emperor.

  The Blood Kill Heavenly Monument and the stone monument at the entrance of Fanjia Town were all written by the Blood Kill God Emperor himself.

  It wasn't until now that Zhang Heng understood the significance of Fanjia Town, and it should be the hometown of the Blood Killing God Emperor.

  Recalling the inscription on the stone monument in Fangjia Town that seemed to convey a sense of desolation, Zhang Heng became even more certain of his conjecture.

  As for the previous Wen Xiaohei, Zhang Heng suspected that this son was the Blood Killing God Emperor in his childhood, but this matter could not be confirmed at all. It is possible that Wen Xiaohei was just a fictional person and not necessarily.

  She stretched out her hand and took out the silver ingot that Fan Xiaohei had given her before she left.

  Blood washes over Fangjia Town, pardoning the gates of life and death.

  Zhang Heng never doubted that Fan Xiaojian would have the ability to avenge his family after growing up, but he didn't know if he had fulfilled his former oath after returning to his hometown.

  On this grassland, Fanjia Town still exists, is it an illusion or reality?

  "Big brother, what's wrong?" Zhao Rui patted Zhang Heng's shoulder with his hand and found that all the clothes on his body were soaked.

  Zhang Heng shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I just remembered some things."

  Their gaze fell on the distance, and they found that many monks were rushing towards this side at high speed. Around the stone statue, some bold monks began to try to approach the stone statue.

  "Big brother, aren't we going?" Zhao Rui couldn't help but say.

  "Wait." Zhang Heng said a word and stood still on the spot.

  Huoyuan Pearl is the top-grade treasure in the Xianxia world. Even if a legendary immortal saw this object, they would be envious to no end.

  How could such a treasure be easily given away by the Blood Kill Emperor?

  And judging from the inscription on the stone monument, the original owner of this Fire Source Pearl seemed to be a close friend of Blood Kill Emperor during his difficult times.

  A thousand years of life and death intertwined, yet once a friend is gone, they will never return.

  It can be seen that Blood Kill Emperor had an extraordinary friendship with this already deceased old friend.

  Li Hong had previously obtained the Blood Shadow Phantom Sword, which was considered a thin thread of inheritance from the Blood Killing God Emperor.

  At this moment, if anyone can get this fire source pearl, it will also be considered as fulfilling a thread of the Blood Killing God Emperor's last wish - inheriting his friend's legacy.

  The Blood Shadow Ghost Sword was nothing compared to the extraordinary fine spiritual instrument, and compared to the Fire Source Pearl that had just appeared, it was nothing at all.

  Under everyone's gaze, a bold monk finally approached the stone statue.

  The other masters were all waiting for what would happen next.

  Unexpectedly, the monk was less than a meter away from the stone statue, yet nothing out of the ordinary happened.

  He continued to approach, and the monk hesitated for a moment before reaching out his hand towards the stone statue.

  Still no response.

  That monk was overjoyed and touched the fire source bead on the stone statue's great sword with his hand.

  "Hmm~" A faint red glow flashed out from the fire source bead, sending the cultivator flying to one side.

  The complexion of all the monks beside him changed.

  At this moment, a slightly regretful voice came from the stone statue:

  "One must be a person with innate fire spirit body in order to possess this spiritual treasure."

  The monk heard this and knew it was impossible to force him, so he left with his head hung low.

  The words from the stone statue were heard by all the monks present.

  Congenital Fire Spirit Body? Most of the cultivators present had never heard of it.

  The Immortal Realm has only spiritual roots, but there is no such thing as a congenital fire spirit body.

  However, since the first monk was fine, the other monks all wanted to give it a try; who knows, maybe they themselves were born with a fire spirit body?

  There were eighteen monks present, all of whom had a lucky mentality and walked towards the stone statue.

  Soon, the second monk placed his hand on the Huo Yuan Zhu.

  "It wasn't, I clearly remember, someone on this plain who awakened me."

  The monk had no choice but to leave with a snort of disdain, uttering a contemptuous remark.

  "Let me come, it must be me, just now I set a fire on the prairie!"

  A chubby-cheeked monk flew excitedly towards the stone statue.

  The other monks stared at the fat man with suspicious eyes.

  Zhang Heng, standing in the distance, couldn't help but feel a sense of realization. No wonder his back had suddenly caught fire earlier - it was this fat guy who did it.

  Chubby-faced Xiuzi confidently placed his hand on the Huoyuan Pearl.

  A burst of red light flashed from the fire source bead, and Fatso was bounced out several meters away.

  "Not!" The voice from the stone statue carried a hint of disdain.

  "It must be me! You're mistaken, I was just casting a spell and accidentally set the prairie on fire, then you showed up."

  The fatty unwillingly ran forward again, his hand reaching out towards the Fire Source Orb once more.

  "Hmm!" A cold hum came from the stone statue.

  The Huo Yuan Zhu emitted a flash of red light, and the plump-faced monk was instantly engulfed in flames, his body vanishing into nothingness in an instant.

  What a terrible flame!

  All the monks present were frightened out of their wits.

  It took more than half a day before anyone dared to go over and try.

  At this moment, a low voice came from the stone statue: "Everyone has only one chance."

  As soon as these words were spoken, another monk immediately walked towards the stone statue.

  The monk placed his trembling hands on the fire source bead.

  "No." The cold voice said mercilessly.

  One by one, the monks came forward, and each time they placed their hands on the source of fire, the stone statue would give an answer.

  "No."

  "No."

  ……

  Zhang Heng, standing in the distance, couldn't help but let out a sigh. It seemed that this Fire Source Pearl was completely prepared for someone with fate.

  At last, all eighteen monks surrounding the stone statue had tried one by one, but no one met the requirements.

  "How can this be? You're completely deceiving people." a monk said indignantly.

  "Is it? What innate fire spirit body is there in this world?"

  ……

  "Hey, look, aren't there still two monks who haven't come to try?" One of the monks suddenly discovered Zhang Heng standing in the distance.

  In an instant, the eyes of more than a dozen monks fell on Zhang Heng and his companion.

  "Come on, big brother, let's give it a try." Zhao Rui's eyes sparkled with eagerness.

  "Alright, let's go."

  Like this, Zhang Heng and the other finally walked towards the stone statue.

  The monks around them stared at the two of them tightly, eighteen people formed a circle with the stone statue as the center.

  Zhang Heng's divine sense swept over these cultivators and found that there was no existence of Li Hong or Mu Xuan's level, so he didn't take these people seriously.

  Ordinary elite masters like them, without a defensive spirit tool, would only be instantly killed by Zhang Heng.

  The whole court was silent, with only Zhang Heng and Zhao Rui's footsteps left.

  At last, the two of them arrived beside the stone statue.

  "Second brother, you come first." Zhang Heng understood that whether or not he could get this thing had little to do with how strong his abilities were.

  This innate spiritual treasure is obviously reserved for those who are destined to have it.

  "Big brother, you first." Zhao Rui took a step back and let Zhang Heng go first.

  "Hurry up, you two! Stop dawdling!" a monk from the Lonely Heaven Temple said impatiently.

  Zhang Heng turned his head and gave the monk a cold look: "Shut up!"

  The monk was intimidated by Zhang Heng's gaze and whispered a few words, but didn't dare say anything.

  "You're my elder brother, so you should go first." Zhao Rui said sincerely to Zhang Heng.

  Zhang Heng's gaze lingered on Zhao Rui's face for a moment, and his heart was also slightly moved.

  In front of this congenital spiritual treasure, even biological brothers may turn against each other, let alone two people who don't have a blood relationship.

  "Alright." Zhang Heng took a deep breath and placed his hand on the Fire Source Pearl.

  Everyone is waiting for the next development.

  But strangely, the stone statue didn't react for a long time.

  "What's going on? No response?" The monks around him were all in an uproar.

  Standing beside Zhang Heng, Zhao Rui excitedly said: "Big brother, you must be that destined person."

  Zhang Heng nodded in relief. Even if he had the chance to obtain the Fire Source Pearl, Zhao Rui would still be happy for him.

  At last, after a good while, the stone statue finally made a sound.

  "Before that, I want to ask you a question..."