er’s graceful and alluring figure from head to toe, as if trying to strip her naked with his gaze. “Such a stunning fairy, why conceal your beauty behind such a cumbersome veil This humble one is the..."Returning Yuan Pill, I didn't expect you to have such a good thing. Do you have any more" This kind of pill that could directly replenish the spiritual power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator was no less than a second life for them. As soon as she asked this question, Miao Ruolin herself felt a little embarrassed. This guy was truly foolish but lucky with many spirit pills.
Back then, pills like the Huí Yuán Dān were incredibly valuable. After several major cultivation worlds invaded the Wàng Yuè Cultivation World, many spirit grass growing areas were taken over by them. The supply of pills in Wàng Yuè was increasingly strained. Pills like this became priceless and even ordinary Qi Refinement cultivators rarely got a glimpse of them.
"There are still a few left, but you'll have to trade them for other books you have. I'll keep the ones that are useful to me, and I'll give back the ones that aren't."
After receiving the blue stone brick related to the silver leaves of the Bodhi tree, Lu Xia Tian was quite interested in the things Miao Ruolin had obtained. An ordinary evil cultivator would have just asked her to take them out directly, but Lu Xia Tian found it difficult to do so with this group of people.
"Where is the Huíyuán Dān"
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When Miao Ruolin saw the young man with a round face swallow the Huí Yuán Dān, his complexion was visibly improving. She let out a sigh of relief and turned her gaze to Lu Xiaodao.
“There are a few bottles here, but it depends on how many classics you have.” Lu XiaTian took out a few pill bottles.
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In Lu Xiaoteng's eyes, the value of the ancient books Miao Ruolin obtained was naturally far greater than his few Huiguandan pills. However, very quickly, Miao Ruolin's speed amazed him to the point of astonishment. She directly snatched the few bottles of pills and then threw a storage bag at Lu Xiaoteng, saying, "They're all in there. You can sort them out yourself."
Miao Ruolin saw that it was all Huí Yuán Dān, and she felt that Lu Xiaotiān was not only kind but also simple-minded. Not only did he save her group, but he even wanted to take advantage of them. Miao Ruolin herself felt embarrassed, her face rarely blushing, she returned a bottle to Lu Xiaotiān, "The medicinal pills seem to be a bit much, here you go."
"I still have some," Lu Xia Tian waved his hand. A few bottles of Huíyuán Dān weren't much, just some used by cultivators in the Foundation Establishment period. Of course, there was no need to worry about revealing one's wealth."
“Are you out of your mind Have you been locked up for decades and gone crazy” Miao Ruolin looked at Lu Xia Tian suspiciously.
Lu XiaTian's temples throbbed. This woman was clearly not the sharpest tool in the shed.
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“Those books aren't worth many spirit stones. I have something that I didn't bring with me, I’ll give it to you when we return to the Moonlit Immortal Cultivation Realm. You might find it useful.” Miao Ruolin thought for a moment and said.
“Then, thank you.” Lu Xia Tian nodded. This Miao Ruo Lin although was a bit scatterbrained, it seemed she wasn’t really brainless after all.
Halfway through the journey, eerie black smoke billowed and swirled. Within the darkness of the smoke, there were wails and howls like ghosts. Lu Xia Tian's expression changed slightly. There must be a large number of ghost clans within that black smoke, ranging from Golden Core-level ghosts to low-ranking Ghost Marquis. Their numbers were countless. Lu Xia Tian had only seen such a vast number of ghosts during the so-called Millennium Tribulation when he fought against the Giant Stone Clan.
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“How come there are more ghosts inside than before” Miao Ruolin said with a start.
"Didn't you guys have this many people when you came before" Lu Xiaoteng asked with a chill in his heart.
“No, there are several times more now.” Another wave of sinister ghostly cries rang out. In those cries, the silver glow emitted by the Fu Tong Yin Ye seemed to be affected, and the silvery orb trembled.
With a thud, several cultivators with weaker cultivation bases couldn't hold on and plopped to the ground. Even Miao Ruolin felt her footing unsteady for a moment.
“Hurry, take the Huìyuán Dān.” Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed with a fierce light. The black mist in front of him seemed to have some restraining effect on the ghost clan, but a large number of ghosts were constantly trying to break free from the restraint. Once they broke out, the massive influx of ghosts would be a disaster for the several major cultivation worlds that had already endured nearly two hundred years. The threat of the ghost clan far surpassed the threats from Tiāngōng, Xīngxù, and Nán huāng, the three major cultivation worlds.
The ghosts within felt the aura of the living from Miao Ruolin and her group, letting out shrill cries as they charged toward them. Though bound by the black qi, the distance between the two sides was steadily closing. As for the size of the space within the black qi, Lu Xiaoxian had no way of knowing. But judging from the frantic howls of the ghosts, it was certainly not small.
Suddenly, a pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the black mist, about the size of a human fist. They were wild and chilling. Miao Ruolin, Liu Jinglei, and others all turned their heads away, not daring to look directly at them.
Lu Xia Tian's heart was shocked. This was at least a Yuan Ying-level ghost clan. Even through the rolling black mist, Lu Xia Tian could feel the strength of this ghost clan's aura, which was almost as strong as that of the Xuan Yan Ghost King back then.
Suddenly, a huge black claw shot out from the black mist. It was like a pangolin's claw, reaching out to grab at everyone.
When Lu Xiaoteng first saw those eyes, he was also taken aback. In this place surrounded by ghost clans, even with the Bat King's Wings, he might not be able to escape. But seeing the power of the mysterious Ghost King's claw wasn't strong either, only comparable to an ordinary attack from a Golden Core level ghost cultivator, it seemed that the black mist truly restricted the ghost clan. He had to get out of here quickly.
Miao Ruolin and the others screamed in terror. Those ghostly claws that grabbed them were nothing to Lu Xia tian, but for them, they were simply unbearable.
However, a few people were showing signs of astonishment. The ghostly claw seemed to suddenly encounter some resistance, then began to fade, finally vanishing into nothingness.
Liu Jinglei and the others looked around in surprise, not understanding why that formidable ghost claw had suddenly disappeared.
Seeing that the Ghost King in the black mist did not make another move, Lu Xia Tian secretly let out a breath.
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“Let’s go, quickly!” Miao Ruolin and the others were still shaken from fright. After regaining their composure, they wanted to leave this ghostly place immediately.
Lu Xia Tian secretly glanced at the ghost king roaring within the black mist, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes. According to Miao Ruolin and the others, the power of the restriction within this black mist was very likely being gradually weakened.
A thousand-year tribulation, could it be targeting not just the giants Would even places like Moon Viewing, the Celestial Vault, the Starry River, and the Southern Wilderness—all part of the Azure Continent where cultivators reside—be drawn into this chaos
A gentle sunlight streamed down from the sky, and a group of people lay sprawled on the ground, gasping for breath.
The surrounding area was a vast, verdant mountain range, with birds chirping and beasts roaring, teeming with life. It was just like the Moon Gazing Mountains that Lu Xiaotian had traversed before.
"Finally escaped that damned place, never going back there again. Even if I'm hunted down by cultivators from other realms and die in battle, it would be better than dying at the hands of those monsters," Liu Jinglei said, shuddering as he recalled his previous ordeal.
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