Spirit Ether Garden
Marquis Nanlong looked at the small stone gate with a contemplative expression before heaving a long sigh. âThatâs right. Itâs indeed the gateâ
Lu Weiying turned to him and asked cautiously, âThe blood Qi on this gate seems to be too dense. Will there be any problems?â
âThis gate was sealed by an ancient cultivator with all his essence blood. Naturally, itâs different from normal restrictions. Itâs quite normal. Why? Brother Lu, are you getting cold feet?â said Marquis Nanlong casually.
The old man shook his head and solemnly said, âCold feet? How could I do such a foolish thing at this point? However, shouldnât we be more cautious just in case?â
After a moment of thought, Marquis Nanlongâs expression eased and he said, âBrother Luâs words are reasonable. This gate does give off an uncomfortable feeling. How about we set up a few layers of restrictions outside the gate? If anything goes wrong, we wonât have to worry about retreating.â
Lu Weiying nodded without any hesitation and happily agreed, âGood, that would be for the best. Weâll do as you say.â
Thus, Marquis Nanlong and the old man took out several sets of formation tools and began to build formations at the bottom of the pool.
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But just as Marquis Nanlong and Lu Weiying were preparing to unlock the Blood Curse Gate, a group of people were slowly making their way to the top of a huge mountain covered in pitch-black rocks.
The leader of the group was a middle-aged cultivator with a stern expression. Beside him was an azure-robed old man. He was the Ghost Spirit Sectâs Master and Wei Wuya.
Wang Tiangu was three meters behind the two of them.
Behind the three of them, four Core Formation Ghost Spirit Sect disciples followed closely behind.
Wang Tiangu looked at the blood-red clouds not far above his head and suddenly muttered, âThis damned place is truly strange. There is actually a restriction on flight within a radius of fifty kilometers. I canât even fly tens of feet above the ground.â
The Ghost Spirit Sectâs Master calmly replied, âThe more difficult, the more it proves that weâve found the right place. If I were an ancient cultivator, I wouldâve chosen this place for an important location. After all, with such a restriction, there shouldnât be many cultivators willing to walk for a day or two.â
âAfter spending so much effort, I hope we didnât find the wrong place this time. Weâve already lost three disciples along the way.â Wang Tiangu revealed a helpless expression.
When the Ghost Spirit Sectâs Master heard this, he chuckled and did not answer.
However, at this moment, Wei Wuya glanced at the top of the mountain and spoke with an expressionless face.
âSince we entered the inner valley, weâve already walked for three days and two nights. We should be arriving soon. Donât tell me weâll have to walk for several more days!â
âDonât worry, Fellow Daoist Wei. Weâll reach that place after we cross this mountain. Thereâs no need to be too anxious! If this matter succeeds, our Ghost Spirit Sect will become the number one sect in the Devil Dao. Itâll only be a matter of time before Fellow Daoist Wei breaks through to the Deity Transformation Stage,â the Ghost Spirit Sectâs Master said with a relaxed expression.
After a moment of silence, Wei Wuya said with a mocking tone, âHmph! To tell the truth, I donât believe in the legends of the Spirit Ether Garden. Itâs most likely a rumor spread by those ancient cultivators. If there really was such a space at the border between the Spirit Realm and our human world, other cultivators wouldâve found it long ago. How could they have preserved it until now?â
âSince Brother Wei doesnât believe me, why did you agree to our sectâs invitation?â The Ghost Spirit Sectâs Master asked with interest.
âSince Fellow Daoist Wang is taking this matter so seriously, and youâve brought out almost half of the sectâs elites, you must have a certain degree of confidence in this trip to Devilfall Valley. Iâm sure that even if youâre not looking for the Spirit Ether Garden, youâre looking for a secret place of ancient cultivators. Since Iâm aware of this, I naturally have to get involved. Youâll use my reputation to suppress the other cultivators entering the valley, so it shouldnât be too much for me to share some treasures with you, right?â Wei Wuya replied without any hesitation.
The Ghost Spirit Sectâs Master burst into laughter and revealed a trace of madness, âHaha! Brother Wei is quite straightforward. However, there is one thing that Fellow Daoist Wei is wrong about. Our sect spent so much effort to reach the Spirit Ether Garden. The Spirit Ether Garden isnât an illusion. It truly exists. The entire Devilfall Valley was built by an ancient cultivator to defend the Spirit Ether Garden. As long as we cross this mountain, weâll be able to see it with our own eyes in a few hours. At that time, weâll have to rely on Fellow Daoist Wei to open the space.â
Wei Wuya was slightly surprised to hear this, and a hint of emotion appeared on his face.
âFrom Sect Leader Wangâs words, it seems you already have evidence of the Spirit Ether Gardenâs existence.â
âThatâs right. Our sect is 70% to 80% certain of the Spirit Ether Gardenâs existence. As for what the evidence is, Fellow Daoist Wei will naturally know when we get there.â A mysterious expression appeared on the black-robed middle-aged manâs face.
This person was a formidable character. He was only at the early-Nascent Soul Stage. However, he was completely unfazed by a late-Nascent Soul Stage cultivator like Wei Wuya.
Wei Wuya nodded, and his expression returned to normal. However, he couldnât help but sneer inwardly.
Even if the Ghost Spirit Sectâs Master in front of him was convincing, he definitely wouldnât believe him if he didnât see the Spirit Ether Garden with his own eyes.
Of course, Wei Wuya wasnât going to voice his thoughts directly. Instead, he smiled indifferently and changed the topic to something else.
âAfter your sectâs Elder Zhong entered the valley, he acted separately from us. We havenât seen each other for such a long time. Can Sect Leader Wang tell us Fellow Daoist Zhongâs whereabouts? It canât be that your sect allows a Nascent Soul elder to stroll around the Devilfall Valley like other cultivators, right?â
The Ghost Spirit Sectâs Master indifferently replied, âBrother Wei must be joking. To tell you the truth, Elder Zhong has gone to another secret area in the valley to search for another treasure. Of course, although this treasure is rare, it is definitely incomparable to the Spirit Ether Garden.â
Wei Wuya let out a hollow laugh upon hearing the other partyâs frank admission, but he didnât pursue the matter any further. The group waited for a moment before continuing on their way to the mountaintop in silence.
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There were six or seven Ghost Spirit Sect disciples scattered around a pile of rubble. They were constantly searching for something under the boulders. As for Old Man Zhong, he was floating at the center of the pile of rocks without moving.
Although his spiritual sense could easily cover an area of several tens of kilometers in the wilderness, he was unable to find some specific markings.
As such, even though he was feeling quite impatient, he could only rely on his disciples to slowly search through the area like looking for a needle in a haystack.
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At the exit of a large canyon in the inner valley, a series of thunderous booms suddenly erupted from within the five-colored light. Brilliant light then erupted, following which a burst of lightning flashed and a group of cultivators suddenly rushed out of the valley.
They were led by an old Daoist and a green-robed old man. Although the two of them appeared to be completely unscathed, they appeared to be in quite a sorry state.
They were Daoist Heavencrystal and the Grand Elder of the Controlling Spirit Sect, Dong Mentu.
The other five green-robed cultivators behind them were also wearing tattered clothes and had pale complexions, as if they had suffered quite a bit. As for the two evil ghost puppets, they were still the same as before.
âWeâve finally broken through the restrictions and entered the valley. I didnât think that Fellow Daoist Heavencrystalâs two puppets would be so powerful. Theyâre almost on par with top-grade early-Nascent Soul cultivators. How enviable!â Dong Mentu only came to a stop when he was over 100 feet away from the valleyâs entrance. He then turned to look at the valley behind him before glancing at the two malevolent-looking puppets.
âPuppets are just puppets. No matter how powerful they are, they canât compare to Brother Dongâs subordinates. The five of them each cultivate one of the five elements, so if they join forces, theyâll probably be able to contend against a late-Nascent Soul cultivator for a while.â Daoist Heavencrystal was clearly quite wary of Dong Mentu, and he intentionally lagged behind him as soon as he left the valley. At that moment, the two mechanical puppets appeared behind him in a flash.
Dong Mentuâs expression darkened upon seeing this, but he soon sighed and smiled bitterly.
âFellow Daoist Heavencrystal, you sure are cautious with me. I originally thought that you wouldnât have any prejudice against me after we worked together to break the formations over the past two days. Why donât you consider joining forces with me? If the two of us work together to search for treasures, itâll be much safer than fighting alone.â
Daoist Heavencrystal chuckled and nonchalantly refused, âWhat are you saying, Brother Dong? This humble Daoist doesnât hold any prejudice against Fellow Daoist, but this humble Daoist prefers to be alone. Letâs not talk about joining hands. Since weâve already entered the inner valley, this humble Daoist will take his leave.â After paying his respects, he cautiously stared at the other partyâs face without moving.
Dong Mentuâs brows furrowed upon seeing this, and he immediately broke into a smile.
When Daoist Heavencrystal heard this, his expression relaxed and he calmly said, âSince Fellow Daoist Heavencrystal doesnât wish to be with me, I wonât force you. Letâs part ways here. I hope youâll reap great rewards!â
âHehe. Then I must thank you for your kind words!â Daoist Heavencrystal said peacefully with a relaxed expression after hearing that.
The green-robed old manâs expression grew sullen as he watched Daoist Heavencrystalâs departing figure.
Dong Mentu let out an unwilling sigh and looked around before patting the spirit beast pouch at his waist. âThis old ghost is truly cautious. Iâve been with him for two days and he didnât reveal a single weakness. Otherwise, I wouldâve been safer if I could snatch these two puppets in the inner valley.â
With a whoosh, a huge silver bat flew out of the bag and landed in front of Dong Mentu.
He raised his hand and shot out a pitch-black pill. The huge silver bat swallowed the pill in mid-air before flying off in another direction.
When Dong Mentu saw this, he hastily called out to the five cultivators behind him and took the lead to fly over in a streak of green light. The five Controlling Spirit Sect cultivators followed closely behind. In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of anyone at the entrance of the canyon.