Chapter 2227: Legacy of the Soul Gate's Lost Spirit Garden

Wang Changsheng seemed to sense something and opened the restriction. A blue streak of light descended from the sky, landing in front of him. It was Wang Xiangrong.

"This is a cultivation technique called 'Myriad Wood Scripture,' which can be cultivated up to the Integration stage. It is one of the five core techniques of the Myriad Spirits Sect."

Wang Xiangrong took out a blue jade slip and handed it to Wang Changsheng.

"Myriad Spirits Sect? Myriad Wood Scripture?"

Wang Changsheng took the jade slip and scanned it with his divine sense.

Wang Xiangrong recounted the events. While he didn't get any miraculous cure for torn meridians, obtaining a cultivation technique that could reach the Integration stage was still a good outcome.

"Give this technique to Yuejiao! Let Qiu Pu and the others switch to cultivating it. This set of techniques offers greater divine abilities and is more suitable for cultivating spirit herbs and fruits."

Wang Changsheng instructed, and Wang Xiangrong assented.

"Oh, right. According to our calculations, a large-scale beast tide will break out within five hundred years, with sixth-tier demonic beasts appearing. You need to make ample preparations."

Wang Xiangrong remembered something and reminded him.

Wang Changsheng was naturally aware of this. Within five hundred years, it was impossible for the clan to produce a third Void Refinement cultivator, as changing cultivation techniques would take considerable time. He planned to refine several more fifth-tier puppet beasts to enhance the clan's combat strength.

He gave a few more instructions before dismissing Wang Xiangrong.

Entering the underground chamber, Wang Changsheng took out a pale blue ore. It was covered in mist, with tiny pores on its surface, as if pricked by needles.

This was sea coral stone, a unique ore from this sea region, found 100,000 feet beneath the seabed. It was highly resistant to pressure and particularly suitable for refining shark puppets.

Back when he was traveling in the foreign race's territory, Wang Changsheng had used a shark puppet to evade the pursuit of the Golden Scale race.

He exhaled his Glazed Ice Flame, enveloping the sea coral stone.

Time passed slowly, and the pores on the surface of the sea coral stone gradually healed.

At the Liu Family on Thousand Bamboo Island, a magnificent palace stood, with flying eaves, carved beams, and painted rafters.

Liu Tianxiao sat on the main seat, holding a blue porcelain bottle in his hand. A slightly hunched old man in a green robe was reporting to him.

"'Myriad Wood Scripture.' It seems someone has obtained the inheritance of the Myriad Spirits Sect. I wonder if that person knows the whereabouts of the Myriad Spirits Sect's spirit medicine gardens."

Liu Tianxiao frowned, saying, "The Myriad Spirits Sect was destroyed by a seventh-tier demonic beast more than 30,000 years ago. However, according to the intelligence collected by our Liu family, the Myriad Spirits Sect had several spirit medicine gardens built on other islands. After more than 30,000 years, there must be ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs there."

"It's a pity that technique fell into the hands of a Wang family cultivator. I offered a Sky-reaching Spirit Treasure to exchange with the owner, but he refused. I wonder what the Wang family cultivator offered to obtain that technique."

The green-robed old man looked puzzled.

"Chuande, give the order to send people to search for Myriad Spirits Sect's ancient texts, cultivation techniques, and magical treasures. Since someone has obtained the sect's core technique, it's possible they also discovered those spirit medicine gardens."

Liu Tianxiao's eyes glowed with fervor as he finished speaking.

The Myriad Spirits Sect was skilled in cultivation, not only of spirit herbs but also many spirit trees. Tens of thousands of years old spirit trees would significantly enhance the power of a sixth-tier grand array.

If they could occupy those spirit medicine gardens and obtain the spirit herbs within, especially if there were a dozen or more ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs, the Liu family would be confident in cultivating at least two Void Refinement cultivators in the next thousand years.

"Yes, Great Ancestor."

Liu Chuande agreed. After a slight hesitation, he asked curiously, "Was the Myriad Spirits Sect really destroyed because of the Myriad Spirits Bottle?"

"There are too many theories. Some say the Myriad Spirits Sect obtained a page of the Heavenly Void Jade Tome, some say they acquired a treasure that aids Integration cultivators in transcending their tribulations, and others say they found a treasure left by Heavenly Venerate Xuanling. The truth is probably known only to the Golden-Winged Roc race. Send out more people. As long as you find any remaining spirit medicine gardens of the Myriad Spirits Sect, there will be a substantial reward."

Liu Tianxiao's voice was solemn. He didn't care why the Myriad Spirits Sect was destroyed; he only cared about the remaining spirit medicine gardens. Even discovering just one would be a great stroke of fortune.

"Yes, Great Ancestor."