Burial Immortal Ruins, Wooden Fish Mountain.
Fang Yan was casually walking along the street, and as he looked around, the array of treasures dazzled his eyes and made his heart burn with excitent.
After a while, he suddenly stopped at a stall at the corner of the street, staring in astonishnt at a string of Money Swords placed at the edge of the stall, his mind surging with waves.
"The Five Emperors Divine Coin Sword?! How could it be here? Wasn’t it taken to the Spirit Realm by Chu True Monarch long ago?"
The stall owner was a demon cultivator with hair and horns. Seeing a custor stop, it imdiately greeted enthusiastically, "Dear Taoist, what treasure have you taken a fancy to? All treasures here are sold at a low price, guaranteed you won’t regret buying them."
Just as Fang Yan was about to speak, soone lightly tapped him on the shoulder.
His expression changed slightly, and he quickly turned his head to see a gentle middle-aged scholar smiling at him.
"Who are you? Why just now..." Fang Yan asked coldly, looking wary at the man.
"Hehe, I saw great luck hovering above you and ca forward to share in the joy. Now that it’s done, I shall take my leave!"
Before the words fell, the middle-aged scholar suddenly disappeared into thin air, leaving no trace.
"Hmph, what a strange person!" Fang Yan murmured to himself, bewildered.
But as he was lowering his head, he suddenly discovered a milky white jade scroll inexplicably appeared in his arms.
"Wait, when..." Fang Yan grabbed the jade scroll, suddenly frozen in place.
...
The Wind Realm was just an ordinary Constant Sand World, with a planetary diater of only 780,000 miles. The concentration of Spiritual Energy was neither high nor low, not much better than it was in the Tianzhu Realm back then.
This day, high above a vast cluster of magnificent buildings, a figure appeared out of thin air.
The middle-aged scholar... no, Zhao Sheng stood suspended in the air, and his Divine Thought instantly swept outward.
In an instant, all the scenes within tens of thousands of miles fell into his "eyes."
Below, the building complex was built against the mountain. Among the surrounding rolling hills, large, expansive spirit fields were cultivated, and there were more than a dozen Spirit dicine Gardens.
Hundreds of miles away stood a towering peak. This peak was called Lingyu Peak, where the mountain gate of the Great Sect Lihuo Sect in this realm was located.
Seven hundred years ago, Zhao Sheng had moved a clan here to the Wind Realm. Their first settlent was near this sect.
More than seven hundred years ago, Fang Yan was rely an Inner Sect Disciple of the Lihuo Sect.
But on this day, seven hundred years later, this person was already the Supre Elder of the Lihuo Sect, with cultivation long since surpassing the Nascent Soul Realm.
Zhao Sheng gazed far into the distance at Lingyu Peak a hundred miles away, suddenly his figure flashed, disappearing out of sight.
The back mountain of Lingyu Peak was the Forbidden Land of Lihuo Sect. The concentration of Spiritual Energy there was several tis higher than that of the outside world, and the cave mansions of the sect’s three Nascent Soul Ancestors were all built there.
At this mont, deep in a luxurious cave mansion at the back mountain of Lingyu Peak, the Nascent Soul Cultivator Lin Guangyao was ditating in a quiet room.
Suddenly, a light cough ca from a corner, breaking the silence of the quiet room.
Lin Guangyao abruptly opened his eyes, shocked to see a gentle middle-aged scholar suddenly appearing in his line of sight.
Lin Guangyao instinctively opened his mouth to shout, and a silver-white Sword Jiao suddenly flew out above his head.
However, the mont his eyes t those calm, ancient eyes, a chill originating from the depths of his soul spread through his entire body, making him shiver with terror, completely unable to move.
He was going to die!
He would die if he made a move!
The primal fear gripped Lin Guangyao with sheer terror, and the Ling Guang Fei Sword suspended above his head fell to the floor, pulsating unwillingly before finally lying still.
Who knows how long it took, but after those eyes blinked once, Lin Guangyao suddenly broke free from the nightmare.
He gasped for breath, jumping from the Jade Couch as if shocked by electricity, then knelt on the ground in a prostrating position.
"Junior Lin Guangyao had no idea that the True Monarch had arrived and failed to greet you properly. I humbly ask for the True Monarch’s pardon!"
As soon as he spoke, Lin Guangyao was startled, never imagining he would one day speak with such humility.
At that mont, an odd sense of sha arose in his heart.
"I am looking for a person. The na and background of this person are here. You must find this person for as soon as possible. Upon completion, I will reward you generously."
As he spoke, Zhao Sheng tossed a jade scroll in front of Lin Guangyao.
Lin Guangyao carefully picked up the jade scroll, quickly scanning it with his Divine Thought.
"Wang Sanbu... Aged twenty-nine... possesses tal Spirit Root or Gold Elent Spiritual Body qualification... Foundation Establishnt Seventh Level cultivation... The na may be inaccurate, but the qualifications and age are certain."
Lin Guangyao’s heart jumped, quickly rising from the ground and respectfully said, "Junior will do his utmost to find this person for you, Senior."
Zhao Sheng nodded slightly: "Very good! I have always favored smart people. If you find this person within three years, I will reward you with a top-grade Primordial Spirit Pill."
Hearing the words ’top-grade Primordial Spirit Pill,’ Lin Guangyao felt overjoyed, hurriedly bowing deeply, grateful for the senior’s great kindness.
Seeing this person’s compliance, Zhao Sheng felt no need to pressure him further.
One breath later, Zhao Sheng casually tore the Void, stepping into the Dark Sky, instantly disappearing from sight.
The dark, deep ti-space rift quickly closed and vanished, leaving the shocked and terrified Lin Guangyao in the quiet room.
He had already imagined the visitor’s power to be extrely high, yet he never expected this person’s realm to far exceed his imagination.
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