Chapter 666: Washout

Suddenly, a dazzling blade light appeared, swift as lightning, slashing towards Chu Feng. The blade gleamed with a multitude of symbols, indicating an ambush by a master at the Golden Arhat level, aiming to kill him.

A cold luster flowed over Chu Feng’s body as the metallic holy armor, transformed from his spaceship, encased him. With a clang, a blue glow flashed in his hand, and a sacred artifact materialized!

Crack!

The azure flying spear shattered the long saber and continued its flight forward. The hidden assailant was instantly sent flying, without even a chance to scream, then exploded in mid-air, their blood mist evaporating.

This made the young Daoist tremble, for he recognized that Golden Arhat level expert as an absolutely ruthless individual, one of the saints' direct disciples.

Yet, in just one encounter, he was killed.

The young Daoist immediately understood that the azure flying spear in Chu Feng’s hand was a sacred artifact capable of piercing planets; even a Golden Arhat level expert was no match and was instantly annihilated!

At the same time, Young Lady Xi, in another direction, also came under attack. A crimson Yin Sparrow manifested its true form, pouncing instantly like a streak of red light.

The Heavenly Dao Umbrella, hovering above Young Lady Xi’s head, gently vibrated. The powerful Yin Sparrow instantly disintegrated, turning into a cloud of blood mist, its body and spirit destroyed even from a distance.

“Be careful,” Chu Feng warned. “There are Golden Arhat level masters cultivating in seclusion in the underground palace. These two just emerged from below and, upon seeing us, immediately tried to ambush us!”

Both immediately became vigilant.

With one possessing battle armor transformed from a spaceship and the other having the Heavenly Dao Umbrella, they had no fear.

They speculated that there were likely more Golden Arhat level experts still in seclusion beneath the palace, unaware of the outside events and yet to emerge.

Having great audacity, they had no intention of entering the underground palace. Instead, they plundered various spiritual treasures outside, seizing whatever they saw. Everywhere they passed, the ground was stripped away by a layer.

Chu Feng was eyeing three seeds, so upon seeing any unusual soil here, regardless of its quality, he dug it all up!

This led to a scene that made the young Daoist feel like collapsing. They were like locusts, or rather, groundhogs. He had never seen such bizarre thieves who wouldn't even spare the soil!

Afterward, Chu Feng and Young Lady Xi rushed to the central grand palace. Simultaneously, they spotted an orange tree shrouded in purple mist, bearing over a dozen oranges that shone brilliantly as if forged from purple gold, looking exceedingly magnificent.

“Mine!” “Mine!” Both exclaimed almost simultaneously, pouncing together to snatch the fruits. Leaves scattered everywhere. After the oranges were gone, true to form, even the roots and soil did not escape their “poisonous hands” and vanished.

Then, the two advanced side-by-side, entering the jade palace.

Inside, there was a pond. Although covered by the palace structure, it couldn't hide the surging colorful mists and astonishingly rich energy.

“Uncle Ming, you might be able to recover here!” Chu Feng called out.

Within the jade-built palace, spiritual energy flowed, creating an elegant and ethereal atmosphere. In the center of the main hall was a pond, large enough for at most two people to sit cross-legged. It bubbled and surged, circulating five-colored divine light, emanating incredibly rich and powerful energy.

A Sacred Pond!

Uncle Ming appeared, greatly astonished by the sight. He hadn't expected Chu Feng to find such a sacred place for healing for him in such a short time.

He had only recently been rescued!

At this moment, Uncle Ming’s head still had blood, but he now had a body in addition to his head, though it was very weak. This was the result of him forcefully employing blood-drop regeneration.

He was a saint and possessed such a technique!

However, Wei Heng had been too cruel, doing many things to him that nearly crippled him, making Uncle Ming pay a huge price.

Therefore, the body he regenerated from a drop of blood was very weak, not a true saintly body. He needed to heal and recuperate to slowly recover.

Now, the appearance of a sacred pond was like a long-awaited rain for Uncle Ming!

“Child, you truly surprise me. Where is this place?” Uncle Ming asked decisively, immediately sitting into the sacred pond as he spoke. All his pores opened, and his weak body absorbed the astonishing energy from the pond like a whale guzzling water.

“This is the ancestral planet of the Yin Sparrow race, and we’re here to pay them a visit,” Chu Feng chuckled.

Even Uncle Ming, having experienced much, was now stunned and somewhat speechless. He had been in deep slumber, recovering, and was unaware of their actions.

Now understanding the situation, he was filled with emotion. For two mere youths to dare to waltz into the Yin Sparrow race’s lair like this, how immense their courage must be?

Chu Feng, a wide smile on his face, said, “Uncle Ming, could you move over a bit? I want to bathe too. I’ve finally seen the legendary sacred pond; how could I miss this opportunity?”

“Don’t!” Uncle Ming shook his head.

Chu Feng replied, “It’s fine, Uncle Ming, I don’t mind sharing. It’s a sacred pond after all; we can squeeze in. Cultivation is the most important thing!”

Uncle Ming, upon hearing this, didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He finally understood the young man a little. “This is a sacred pond,” he explained. “The divine fluid of creation within it contains symbols of order. You wouldn’t be able to withstand it at all. If you rushed in rashly, you’d be dissolved into a puddle of blood.”

Hearing this, Chu Feng gasped in cold air. The so-called sacred pond was that potent?!

Young Lady Xi pouted and said, “Chu Loli, don’t even think about it. Any saint-level fortune, whether for body tempering or spirit refining, is useless to you.”

“Shut up! If you call me Loli again, I won’t return this metallic holy armor!” Chu Feng threatened, though in truth, he was quite envious.

“Are you sure you want to keep the battle armor transformed from the spaceship?” Young Lady Xi asked with a smile.

“Never mind, I’m too honorable to take your things for free,” Chu Feng replied, feeling guilty. His biggest concern was that he couldn’t control the spaceship; it seemed to have a life of its own, constantly obeying Young Lady Xi’s commands.

Then, chaos erupted here as Chu Feng and Young Lady Xi resumed their scavenging. They seized all the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the palace. They didn't even spare a bronze lamp, fearing it might be a secret treasure, and promptly stuffed it into their spatial bracelets.

The young Daoist was utterly speechless, astonished beyond words. These two had even plundered soil outside, digging three feet deep, and now they were scraping off layers from the walls too?

What the hell? Were these gluttonous beasts (Taotie) here?

The young Daoist seriously suspected that these were two Taotie, transformed into human form, wreaking havoc here and aiming to clean out everything.

In reality, Chu Feng and Young Lady Xi suspected hidden compartments and secret layers within the walls, so when they acted, they scraped off a layer of the walls as well.

Subsequently, in another grand pavilion, Chu Feng discovered a second pond. It was golden in color, with spiritual qi mist rising and an immeasurable abundance of energy. He was instantly captivated.

“This is a pond prepared for Golden Arhats!” he immediately identified, drooling profusely.

Chu Feng thought he could try this pond. He drew some golden liquid into his palm, which resulted in a wisp of green smoke and intense pain.

“Damn it, is there such a huge gap between me and a Golden Arhat?” Chu Feng asked, unwilling to accept.

Young Lady Xi also appeared there and said, “So-called Golden Arhat level evolvers have exceptionally sturdy flesh and possess certain indestructible properties. Otherwise, how would they dare name this realm ‘Golden Body’?”

“I’ll take it!”

Without another word, Chu Feng took out his jade pure bottle and immediately began collecting the creation fluid meant for Golden Arhats.

Not far away, the young Daoist’s face turned green. This person truly spared nothing; they intended to destroy the very foundation of this place!

In a blink of an eye, this small pond of golden liquid dried up, all collected by Chu Feng, as there wasn’t much liquid to begin with.

“I’ll collect more!”

Chu Feng started digging, draining the well to catch the fish, intending to collect everything down to the very bottom.

The young Daoist urgently exclaimed, “You can’t! This will destroy the underground spiritual veins, and no more Golden Arhat level creation fluid will be produced for many years!”

“Collect!” Chu Feng ignored the warning. This was the enemy’s creation fluid; he had no intention of leaving any for them and would take as much as he could.

Then, this pond completely dried up, and due to such frantic plundering, no more golden liquid would emerge for many years.

Chu Feng was quite satisfied, saying, “Later, when I reach the Shaping and Golden Arhat levels, I won’t need to search everywhere for this liquid.”

Moments later, the entire palace complex sank. Digging three feet deep was not just a saying; where Chu Feng and Young Lady Xi passed, the devastation was worse than a locust plague.

“There should be nothing left, it’s all cleared out!”

“Yes, more or less, everything has been collected.”

Beside them, the young Daoist was teary-eyed and resentful. What kind of people were these? Even his worn-out meditation mat was stolen by them, suspected of being an enlightenment artifact. And then, even the few ornamental rainbow fish kept by the two saints were netted, with the thieves claiming they'd boil them later, suspecting them to be great tonics.

“Uncle Ming, we should go. This wretched place is too poor, there’s nothing left, just bare land. Let’s retreat!” Chu Feng complained.

The young Daoist wanted to cry. *This is beyond unfair! This place clearly wasn't like this before. They hadn't even spared the saints' bed frames, and they even packed the soil from the pond and courtyard into their spatial bottles. They had ransacked everything clean, and now they had the nerve to complain it was bare? They were the ones who caused all of this!*

Uncle Ming knew time was short. He used Wei Tiansheng's spatial container to directly collect the saint-level creation fluid, forcibly absorbing it. The ground immediately rumbled and trembled.

The colorful liquid, with its flowing symbols of order, continuously poured into the spatial bottle. Uncle Ming drained the sacred pond and then walked out with Chu Feng and the others.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! After they left, they erased the relevant memories of the young Daoist and others, then piloted their spaceship away.

At this time, near Nine Nether Star, not only were there powerful individuals from the Yin Sparrow race, but also renowned figures from other cosmic races had arrived to “observe the ceremony.”

“Haha, fellow Daoists of the Yin Sparrow race, congratulations! Your clan has gained another saint!”

“Indeed, remarkable! Yin Jiuque is about to become a saint. Congratulations to all fellow Daoists of the Yin Sparrow race!”

At this moment, Yin Jiuque was inside a warship. Hearing these words, he felt like spitting blood and his face burned with embarrassment. He truly couldn't bear it. He was indeed on the verge of becoming a saint, but his breakthrough had been forcibly interrupted, and Uncle Ming’s head had been rescued. This incident would most likely make him a laughingstock.

“Oh, isn’t that Brother Wei Heng, the peerless prodigy of the Xilin race?” Upon seeing Wei Heng appear, ancient saints of immense power greeted him warmly, greatly valuing the “Ninth in History” and harboring inner apprehension.

All those who came to “observe the ceremony” were showing goodwill, extremely enthusiastic.

However, people quickly noticed something was amiss, because Wei Heng’s expression was grim, and his eyes were like cosmic black holes, devouring vitality. His situation was clearly not right.