Chapter 3683: Blood Lotus Fruit

A vast, boundless green grassland stretched out. A deafening roar echoed from high in the sky, as thick silver lightning bolts struck down.

Ni Tianlong held a miniature Nascent Soul in his hand, which bore a striking resemblance to Sun Lang. Sun Lang's lifeless body lay at his feet, his head split open with a bloody wound.

An expression of disbelief was etched on Sun Lang's face; it seemed he had witnessed something incredible just before his death.

Both were at the Mid-Integration stage, but Ni Tianlong had opened two apertures and possessed the Thousand Illusions Physique, making Sun Lang no match for him.

Ni Wuting, Ni Tianxue, and Divine Monarch Tianyou flew over, their auras weak and their faces pale.

"How was it? Where are they from?" Ni Wuting asked.

"They are from the Cangming Sect," Ni Tianlong replied. "They followed the Mo Clan to the Xuanyang Realm to deal with the Wang family. When they were almost at Qinglian Island, they encountered a appearing dojo and entered it to search for treasures."

Sun Lang and his companions had acquired many cultivation resources, the most valuable being Golden Wheel Fruits. These were the main ingredients for crafting the immortal elixir, Golden Wheel Pills. Ni Tianlong could trade some Golden Wheel Fruits with the Cao family for cultivation resources.

"It seems the dojo entrances appeared in multiple locations, and many Integration stage cultivators have entered," Ni Wuting said with a frown.

"As long as we don't encounter particularly powerful enemies, we'll be fine," Ni Tianlong said. "Let's explore other areas. I hope we can find a True Spirit." His main goal was to slay a powerful True Spirit to obtain its essence blood, but so far, they hadn't found one.

He conjured a fireball, incinerating Sun Lang's body, and the four individuals departed from the area.

In a secluded underground cave, Long Qingfeng and Wang Ruyi stood before a large, blood-red tree. Hundreds of oval-shaped fruits hung from its branches.

The fruits were elongated, resembling lotus roots.

"Blood Lotus Roots! These are the primary ingredients for the immortal elixir, Blood Lotus Pills!" Wang Ruyi exclaimed excitedly.

Fragments of the immortal realm had appeared in the Azure Glazed Sea, and they were fortunate enough to enter them to search for treasures.

The Nine Dragons Palace housed numerous ancient texts, including those detailing materials from the immortal realm, all of which Wang Ruyi had studied.

"Harvest them all and take them back to the Old Ancestor," Long Qingfeng said with a smile, reaching for the Blood Lotus Roots. Wang Ruyi stopped him.

"Wait, husband," Wang Ruyi cautioned, "Blood Lotus Roots cannot be touched directly with your hands, or they will turn into a puddle of blood." She took out a golden, shimmering pair of scissors and an exquisite golden jade box. She snipped the stems, allowing the Blood Lotus Roots to fall into the jade box.

After harvesting all the Blood Lotus Roots, they attempted to transplant the Blood Lotus Root tree but failed. They lacked the specialized treasures and formations required for transplanting spiritual fruit trees. Following numerous internal conflicts, the Nine Dragons Palace's various foundations had been depleted, and Long Xiao had taken many treasures with him before leaving, leaving Long Qingfeng with a mess.

They didn't dwell on it; obtaining over a hundred Blood Lotus Roots was more than enough to satisfy them.

In a vast red bamboo forest, Chen Yueying, Zhao Yunxiao, Wang Qingcheng, Sun Juejiao, and Master Miaode stood beside a gigantic, entirely black insect.

The enormous insect had a pair of black bird-like wings, hundreds of black eyes on its head, and four golden tiger claws beneath its abdomen.

A large hole was torn in the insect's head, bleeding profusely, and it lay lifeless. Song Yuchan lay motionless nearby.

"What a pity for Junior Sister Song. What kind of strange insect is this, able to withstand a Xuan-Heaven artifact fragment and also possess soul attacks and wind-evading techniques?" Zhao Yunxiao said with a frown.

They had been searching for treasures in the immortal realm fragments, and initially, things went smoothly, yielding many good items. However, they encountered an Eighth-tier strange insect that possessed immense magical powers, including soul attacks and wind-evading techniques, killing Song Yuchan and injuring Zhao Yunxiao.

If Wang Qingcheng and his two companions hadn't passed by and offered assistance, they might all have perished.

Chen Yueying's defenses were strong, but she couldn't withstand soul attacks.

"It might be a rare insect from the immortal realm!" Wang Qingcheng speculated. Remembering something, he continued, "Senior Sister Chen, the entrances to the immortal realm fragments have appeared in multiple places. There must have been some internal change, though the specific reason is unclear."

"Entrances appearing in multiple places?" Chen Yueying's delicate brows furrowed. This was not good news, as it meant many Integration stage cultivators would enter to search for treasures.

Chen Yueying recalled something and said, "By the way, we found several Golden Thunder Lotuses, but they are guarded by three Eighth-tier Black Wind Rocs. Are you interested in teaming up to eliminate them and harvest the Golden Thunder Lotuses?"

"Golden Thunder Lotuses! We're interested!" Wang Qingcheng agreed.

Master Miaode also had no objections. Chen Yueying collected the strange insect's body and Song Yuchan's body, and the five departed from the area.

In a rolling, verdant mountain range, a clearing lay deep within.

The Spirit-Crossing Flying Chariot hovered high above. A massive Rift-Sky Beast lay in a pool of blood, its charred body smoking, with a huge bloody hole in its head.

"It's finally dealt with. Huanyu, the body is yours," Wang Ruyan said.

"Thank you, master." Wang Huanyu beamed with joy and put away the Rift-Sky Beast's body.

This Rift-Sky Beast was of mid-Eighth tier, a great supplement for her.

Wang Tun Tian's eyes glowed with dazzling yellow light as he looked northeast, his brows furrowed in surprise. "It's Fellow Daoist Lin of the Xuanqing Sect," he exclaimed, "He's being chased by an alien Integration stage cultivator, over five hundred thousand li from here."

"Xuan Qingzi is being pursued?" Wang Changsheng was somewhat surprised.

Without further thought, he performed a hand seal, and the Spirit-Crossing Flying Chariot vanished in a blur.

Over five hundred thousand li away, a massive crimson mushroom cloud soared into the sky. Xuan Qingzi flew out of it, his left arm missing, his body covered in blood, and his aura weak. In his right hand, he clutched a shimmering green jade ruler.

He was being pursued by an Integration stage cultivator of the Sky-Howling Race. Fairy Yu Fu and her companion had already perished, and the Xuanqing Heaven Transformation Banner had self-destructed; otherwise, he would not have been able to escape.

After a whooshing sound, a red long rainbow shot forth, instantly appearing before Xuan Qingzi. It was a crimson spear over a hundred zhang long, composed of countless red beetles, with an Eighth-tier beetle king at its core.

Xuan Qingzi's face turned pale with shock. He swiftly swung the green jade ruler in his hand, releasing a pale green light curtain to protect himself. Simultaneously, thick green vines burst from the ground, weaving into tall green walls to block the attack.

The crimson spear pierced through all the green walls. Upon striking the pale green light curtain, the curtain shattered instantly, and the spear then pierced Xuan Qingzi's chest. His right hand flared with green light as he slapped the crimson spear, causing it to explode into countless ferocious red beetles with golden abdomens.

The countless red beetles swarmed forward, engulfing Xuan Qingzi's body, and a scream echoed.

A short, stout old man in red robes flew from the distant horizon. A dazzling blue light flared high in the sky, sending countless red beetles flying backward. With a flash of blue light, Xuan Qingzi appeared above the red-robed elder's head, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace.

His miniature Nascent Soul swelled and instantly burst, releasing a blinding blue light that engulfed the red-robed elder. Xuan Qingzi knew he couldn't escape, so he detonated his Nascent Soul before death to wound his enemy.