Chapter 3317: Wang Mengbin and Duan Tongtian Travel Abroad

They received news that a seventh-tier Wind-Thunder Lion was in the wilderness, so they specifically traveled there to eliminate the beast.

It took them a considerable amount of time to find the beast and a great deal of effort to finally kill the Wind-Thunder Lion, hoping to find a Lightning Absorption Pearl.

The Wind-Thunder Lion's corpse crashed heavily to the ground, creating a large crater. Blood gushed from its head, staining the soil red.

Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan landed beside the Wind-Thunder Lion's corpse. Cheng Zhenyu wielded his yellow longsword, slicing open the Wind-Thunder Lion's abdomen and searching carefully, but only found a silver inner core.

"There's no Lightning Absorption Pearl, nor a Lightning Guidance Pearl."

Zheng Nan was somewhat disappointed.

"Never mind," Cheng Zhenyu comforted her, as he put away the Wind-Thunder Lion's corpse. "The seventh-tier Wind-Thunder Lion's corpse alone is worth a good amount of spirit stones, so it's not a wasted trip."

A deafening roar sounded, and a huge mass of crimson fire light appeared high in the sky, extremely conspicuous.

Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan exchanged glances, their faces filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Let's go," Cheng Zhenyu suggested. "We'll go check it out and act according to the situation."

Cultivators from both other races and the human race came to the wilderness to hunt demonic beasts. Sometimes, human cultivators would encounter those from other races, leading to fierce battles.

Zheng Nan nodded, and the two of them rushed together towards the source of the sound.

In an open area, a golden streak of light rapidly swept across the sky. As it passed a certain peak, the void rippled, and a large, crimson hand materialized out of thin air, striking the golden streak of light.

A man's shrill scream echoed, and the golden streak of light rapidly plummeted towards the ground, revealing a burly man in a golden robe. He had a grim expression, with exposed fangs and a fierce glint in his eyes. The golden-robed man's left arm was gone, his body showed signs of burns, his aura was weak, and there was a terrifying bloody hole in his abdomen.

"Fellow Daoist Yan," the golden-robed man said grimly, his voice somewhat weak, "are you Spirit Fire Tribe cultivators trying to break ties with our Yaksa Tribe?"

A red light flashed, and a giant, enlarged red seal appeared out of thin air, smashing towards the golden-robed man. Simultaneously, a large expanse of crimson flames surged from the ground, rapidly spreading.

The golden-robed man's expression changed dramatically. He quickly formed hand seals, and a gigantic phantom of a Yaksa appeared above his head. The Yaksa phantom moved its arms, propping up the descending red seal. He opened his mouth and spat out a golden, shimmering sound wave, which shattered the incoming crimson flames.

A red light flashed, and a ten-foot-tall red fire phoenix appeared out of thin air, radiating astonishing high temperatures. The red fire phoenix crashed into the golden-robed man's Dharma Aspect. The Dharma Aspect was engulfed by raging flames, dissolving into specks of spiritual light.

With his Dharma Aspect shattered, the golden-robed man spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face growing paler. The red giant seal took the opportunity to descend. A scream followed as the red giant seal plunged into the ground, causing the earth to shake violently.

When the red giant seal flew back into the air, a massive crater appeared on the ground. The golden-robed man had been reduced to a pile of flesh and blood. A miniature Nascent Soul, having just left his body, was immediately enveloped by a red glow and swept into a red towering pagoda.

Four Integration cultivators flew over from a distance. All bearing flame-like spiritual markings on their bodies, they were Spirit Fire Tribe cultivators. They were led by a short, stout old man in red robes, who possessed a mid-Integration stage cultivation.

The red-robed old man reached out a hand towards the crater, and a golden storage ring flew out, landing in his palm. His spiritual sense swept over it, and a look of delight appeared on his face.

"How is it? Is the Nine Jade Stone still there?" a full-figured young woman in a white dress asked.

"It is," the red-robed old man instructed. "We must return to the tribe immediately. Keep this matter to yourselves; if it gets out, it will cause considerable trouble."

They had entered the wilderness to hunt demonic beasts when they unexpectedly discovered that a Yaksa Tribe cultivator had obtained a Nine Jade Stone. The Nine Jade Stone's value was even higher than that of a seventh-tier Lightning Absorption Pearl, so they did not hesitate to strike with lethal force. The Spirit Fire Tribe and the Yaksa Tribe were allies, but this did not mean cultivators from both tribes would always coexist peacefully. In the face of immense profit, let alone allies, even cultivation partners, brothers, and sisters could turn against each other. The Nine Jade Stone was something even Mahayana cultivators coveted, so naturally, they had to seize it.

They destroyed the golden-robed man's corpse, collected his treasures and spirit fire, and then left the area.

Half an hour later, a yellow light emanated from behind a large tree, revealing Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan. A yellow, shimmering handkerchief floated above their heads. This Misty Cloud Scarf had been refined for them by Wang Jiye. Zhenhai Palace also had seventh-tier artificers, but Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan had no particular connection with them. They were old acquaintances with the Green Lotus Immortals and had been stranded with Wang Mengbin in the Green Sphere Realm, so their relationship was quite good. The Misty Cloud Scarf was a mid-grade Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasure, and its concealment effect was excellent.

"A Nine Jade Stone! The Spirit Fire Tribe has stumbled upon quite a fortune!" Cheng Zhenyu said in a deep voice. "Let's go back and inform Martial Uncle Chen. Reporting this matter would definitely be a great merit."

They put away the Misty Cloud Scarf and left the area.

At Skysea Market, a huge treasure ship was docked at the shore. Its sail bore a gourd emblem; it was precisely the Han family's Trans-Spirit Treasure Ship. A line of cultivators queued to board the ship. Wang Mengbin and Duan Tongtian were among them; they had encountered a bottleneck and intended to travel and cultivate in the Azure Glaze Sea region. If not for hitting a bottleneck, they would have long since advanced to the mid-Integration stage. For cultivators, encountering a bottleneck was entirely a matter of chance; one could only say they were unlucky to encounter a bottleneck at the early Integration stage. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had left the Profound Spirit Continent over two thousand years ago. Wang Qingcheng and Wang Yidao were both at the mid-Integration stage, and with more and more Integration cultivators in the clan, they could travel outside with peace of mind.

Before long, they boarded the ship. Han Yuyan was also there.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, are you heading to the Azure Glaze Sea region?" Han Yuyan said with a smile.

Wang Qingfeng had become very close to the Han family in the Azure Glaze Sea region; the two families had intermarried, forming a strong alliance.

"Indeed! Fairy Han is leading the expedition this time." Wang Mengbin chatted casually with Han Yuyan for a few moments, then walked into his cabin to rest.

An hour later, the Trans-Spirit Treasure Ship set sail, disappearing into the vast sea.

Floating Cloud Island, Zhenhai Palace headquarters.

In a secret chamber, Chen Yueying sat cross-legged on a yellow prayer mat, her eyes closed, cultivating. A sound transmission talisman flew in, landing in front of Chen Yueying. Chen Yueying sensed something, stopped her cultivation, and opened her eyes. She opened her mouth and spat out a yellow light, which struck the sound transmission talisman. The talisman self-combusted, and Li Yan's voice sounded: "Martial Uncle Chen, Junior Brother Cheng and Junior Sister Zheng discovered a Nine Jade Stone."

"A Nine Jade Stone!"

Chen Yueying's breathing quickened. When Ye Yuhuan had chatted with her, she had mentioned the Nine Jade Stone, and Chen Yueying knew how precious it was. She took out a yellow communication disk, sent a spell into it, and asked: "You and they come to the Qiantu Hall and report to me in person."

"Martial Uncle Chen," Li Yan's voice came from the communication disk, "we are already outside the Qiantu Hall."

Chen Yueying put away the communication disk, stood up, and walked out to the main hall. She sat down on the main seat and said to those outside: "Come in and speak."

Li Yan, Cheng Zhenyu, and Zheng Nan walked in, their expressions solemn.