Chapter 2242: 九龙果树、天元果、金髓玉芝

"Gravity restriction?"

Liu Tianxiao frowned, remembering that Wang Changsheng was a body cultivator.

Liu Tianxiao flicked his sleeve, and a golden orb flew out, shimmering with spiritual light and radiating astonishing spiritual energy. This Gold Magnetic Orb was refined using gold magnetic stones and could weaken the power of gravity restrictions. He cast a spell, and the Gold Magnetic Orb immediately emitted a golden light, enveloping Liu Tianxiao, who then strode towards the mountain.

Wang Changsheng landed on the island and said, "Fellow Daoist Liu is right, whoever has the ability, the treasure belongs to them."

Wang Changsheng strode quickly towards the mountain, his speed remarkably fast. In contrast, Liu Tianxiao's pace was much slower.

Liu Tianxiao watched Wang Changsheng's retreating figure, his expression shifting uncertainly. Wang Changsheng had defeated Lin Zilin in a sparring match centuries ago, and now he had easily defeated Wu Ya. Liu Tianxiao wasn't absolutely confident he could take down Wang Changsheng. Most importantly, he didn't know what treasures lay within the spiritual herb garden. It would be unwise to rashly engage in a deadly battle with Wang Changsheng before seeing the treasures.

Wang Changsheng was exceptionally fast. Before long, he reached the mountaintop, about a hundred steps from the spiritual herb garden, where his speed began to slow.

Wu Ya performed a hand seal, and a brilliant red light emanated from his body. A hazy, reddish humanoid phantom suddenly appeared above his head.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, don't act recklessly," Liu Tianxiao quickly sent a telepathic message to Wu Ya. If Wu Ya were to make a move, there would be no room for de-escalation. The Liu family had vast resources, while the Wang family only had those sea beast puppets to show for themselves; it wasn't worth it.

Wu Ya wasn't planning to attack Wang Changsheng; he merely wanted to activate his Dharma Idol to break the restriction. He performed a hand seal, and points of fire light emerged from the void, transforming into crimson fireballs that hurled towards the spiritual mountain. An astonishing scene unfolded: as the crimson fireballs approached within ten zhang of the spiritual mountain, they suddenly disintegrated, vanishing into scattered sparks of light.

Wu Ya frowned deeply. If he had known the gravity restriction was so troublesome, he would have reported it to the Liu family earlier. He blamed the Song family; if they had reported it sooner, the Wang family wouldn't have had a chance. Thinking this, Wu Ya glared coldly at Song Yunhui.

Song Yunhui shivered. Why would he report the spiritual herb garden to the Wu family when he could have it all to himself? Only a fool would do that. If Wang Qingshan had arrived just a little later, he might have harvested the spiritual herbs himself. The Song family didn't report it to monopolize all the spiritual herbs, and the Wu family also didn't report it for the same reason. Everyone has selfish desires; if you can keep everything for yourself, why share it with others? Do you think you'd be too full?

Wang Changsheng's face turned beet red, and a brilliant blue light erupted from his body, accompanied by a series of "cracking" sounds from his bones. He accelerated, arriving at the entrance of the spiritual herb garden. He turned his head to look behind him and saw Liu Tianxiao still halfway up the mountain, moving very slowly. Wang Changsheng smiled and strode inside.

As he walked, he saw many fields with no spiritual herbs in them. It was clear they had not been cared for, and the spiritual herbs had died.

A short while later, Wang Changsheng arrived at a secluded small courtyard. Inside the courtyard was a circular flowerbed, where a silver fruit tree over ten zhang tall was planted. The tree trunk had golden patterns, and hanging from its branches were more than twenty pale silver fruits. The surface of each fruit bore nine miniature patterns, resembling nine tiny flood dragons.

"Nine Dragon Fruit!" Wang Changsheng's breathing quickened, and his heart was filled with wild joy.

He took out nine Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, held them in his hand, and hurled them towards the silver light screen. Following a series of rumbling explosions, the silver light screen shattered into pieces. Wang Changsheng carefully picked all the Nine Dragon Fruits, placed them into jade boxes, and stored them away.

He activated the Myriad Herb Bottle, casting a spell. The bottle rapidly expanded in size, spewing a hazy blue-green mist that enveloped the Nine Dragon Fruit tree. He released the Wood Demon, which emitted a brilliant green light from its body and burrowed into the ground. The ground shook violently and split apart. The Nine Dragon Fruit tree slowly detached from the ground and was swept by the blue-green mist into the Myriad Herb Bottle, vanishing from sight. Considering Liu Tianxiao was behind him, Wang Changsheng was in a hurry and broke some of the tree roots. Fortunately, his family possessed Divine Water of Creation, so the tree would be able to survive after being transplanted back to the Wang family.

Wang Changsheng put away the Myriad Herb Bottle and continued forward, with the Wood Demon following closely behind. As he walked, he saw many fields where all the spiritual herbs had withered and died.

After a while, he stopped in front of a small courtyard. The courtyard was covered by a green light screen, and inside stood a green fruit tree over three zhang tall. Hanging from its branches were more than thirty pale green, conical fruits with round leaves.

"Heavenly Origin Fruit Tree!" Wang Changsheng's face lit up with joy. A single Heavenly Origin Fruit could extend one's lifespan by over three hundred years. While he himself didn't need it, cultivators below the Refinement Void stage could use it.

Wang Changsheng's fists glowed with dazzling blue light as he struck the green light screen, which instantly shattered. He quickly harvested the Heavenly Origin Fruits, activated the Myriad Herb Bottle, and released a blue-green mist to envelop the Heavenly Origin Fruit tree. The Wood Demon assisted, aiming to damage the roots as little as possible. Before long, the Heavenly Origin Fruit tree slowly lifted from the ground and was swept into the Myriad Herb Bottle by the blue-green mist, disappearing from view.

Outside the spiritual herb garden, Liu Tianxiao was enveloped by a golden light, his face beet red, and his legs trembling. If not for the Gold Magnetic Orb, it would have been impossible for him to reach this place. There were very few human body cultivators at the Refinement Void stage, and one could hardly find any in this sea region.

Liu Tianxiao took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and spat out a large mouthful of vital blood, which merged into the Gold Magnetic Orb. The orb's spiritual light immediately flared, and the pressure eased. He quickened his pace, finally arriving at the entrance of the spiritual herb garden. With a loud bang, the spiritual herb garden shook violently. "Oh no," Liu Tianxiao realized something, cried out inwardly, "This isn't good," and transformed into a streak of light, flying into the spiritual herb garden.

In a secluded small courtyard, there were two fields. One field was empty, and Wang Changsheng, beaming with a smile, held two blue jade boxes. Each box contained a Golden Marrow Jade Ganoderma over thirty thousand years old. This was the main ingredient for refining the Golden Ganoderma Jade Marrow Elixir, an eighth-grade elixir suitable for cultivators at the Mahayana stage.

The other field was covered by a thick five-colored light screen. Inside the screen stood a green fruit tree about three zhang tall, bearing more than twenty green pears. The Green Pear Fruit blossoms every five thousand years, bears fruit every five thousand years, and takes another five thousand years to ripen. This spiritual fruit is used to brew Green Pear Wine, a seventh-grade spiritual wine that enhances magical power. In terms of value, the Golden Marrow Jade Ganoderma was far superior to the Green Pear Fruit.

Wang Changsheng seemed to sense something and put away the jade boxes. A streak of light flew over and landed in front of Wang Changsheng; it was Liu Tianxiao.

Liu Tianxiao's gaze was gloomy. As he flew through, all the fields and flowerbeds were empty. Two of the flowerbeds showed clear signs of artificial disturbance, indicating that Wang Changsheng had evidently transplanted some spiritual fruit trees. If not for the Wu family and the Song family, all these treasures should have belonged to the Liu family.

Liu Tianxiao's nose caught a peculiar scent, and he felt a jolt of energy, his heart filled with burning rage. From his many years of cultivation experience, only spiritual herbs over ten thousand years old would emit such a unique aroma.