So Su Tu decided to enter the Douluo Palace first. This was once an Alchemy Land and surely held great rewards. Even finding just one Immortal Pill would bring him endless benefits!
Su Tu no longer hesitated but boldly strode into the Douluo Palace.
Passing through the intertwining gates of crimson gold, Su Tu entered the Douluo Palace.
Upon entering, Su Tu’s entire Heart and Spirit suddenly beca incomparably serene.
The complexity of the world could not invade his heart. The already elegant and handso young man now exuded an inexplicable ethereal aura.
Crack!
The next mont, a soft sound seed to erge from within his body, causing Su Tu’s expression to pause.
"Truly a treasure land. If I can cultivate here, my skeletal structure might be refined very soon..."
Su Tu couldn’t help but exclaim as he entered the Douluo Palace. The fifty-first piece had completely rged with Martial Intent.
Looking at the buildings on both sides of the Douluo Palace, observing the intricately crafted Immortal Palaces and the Dao Scriptures engraved on the walls, he felt a sense of wonder.
"As expected of an Alchemy Land, every character on this Dao Scripture... why do they seem so large?"
Su Tu’s expression suddenly changed. He realized that as he ventured deeper into the Douluo Palace, the surrounding Immortal Palace structures began to grow larger.
He hadn’t noticed anything wrong until he saw that the characters on the wall appeared much larger to him, making him aware of the anomaly.
"Sothing is concealing my Heart and Spirit, preventing from noticing all of this!"
Su Tu’s eyes flickered as he examined his own hands, his expression turning incomparably odd.
"It’s not the Immortal Palace and Dao Scriptures growing larger, but rather, I have shrunk..."
At this mont, Su Tu’s hands appeared delicate and youthful, and the calluses from years of arduous cultivation had vanished, resembling those of a child.
He felt a slight weight on his head, and upon touching it, he found two bumps.
Su Tu’s eyes widened involuntarily as he swiftly took a few steps forward, arriving next to an Immortal Palace and gazing into the Gilded Jade Mirror on the wall.
Imdiately, his entire expression froze.
At this mont, reflected in the Gilded Jade Mirror, was a small Daoist child with two topknots on his head, wearing a dark Daoist Robe, staring wide-eyed in disbelief at his own reflection.
"I’ve really turned small!"
Su Tu imdiately recognized that the adorable little boy in the mirror was himself as a child, although he had never seen himself in this getup.
Having had experiences exploring ruins, Su Tu was sowhat prepared for unusual occurrences, especially considering the curious incidents he faced in the Deserted Village, which taught him that ruins were anything but ordinary.
He was prepared for various changes, but turning back into his childhood self was completely unexpected for Su Tu.
Fortunately, the True Qi within his body remained, giving Su Tu a bit of confidence.
At this mont, a childish voice sounded from not far away.
"Little Senior Brother! Stop admiring yourself! Co help us quickly!"
"Otherwise, when Master returns, we’ll get scolded again!"
Su Tu looked up and saw, unknowingly, the once deserted and extrely cold Douluo Palace had lanterns co to life on the corners of the Immortal Palaces.
A child who appeared to be seven or eight years old stood in front of a room door a short distance away, anxiously looking at Su Tu, as if he were about to cry.
"Little Senior Brother!?"
Upon hearing these words, Su Tu’s eyes flickered with a glimr. The Immortal Divine ruins were naturally extraordinary, and being the Alchemy Land made it even more so, endowed with indescribable Divine Techniques. Su Tu’s task was to adapt to the situation.
This is Douluo Palace, so that little child must be the attendant of that very person. Since he calls Little Senior Brother...
It implies, in this place, my identity is...
"That Supre’s disciple!"
Thinking of this, Su Tu’s heart couldn’t help but skip a beat. This was an incredible opportunity of great karmic significance!
He maintained his composure and shouted to the little Daoist child.
"I’m coming!"
With that, he rushed over, taking three steps in two strides.
"Little Senior Brother, I can’t carry it anymore. This bucket of True Dragon Blood is too heavy!"
The little Daoist child almost looked as if he was about to cry.
"Originally, these chores were for the Celestial Soldiers to handle, but Master left in a hurry today without instructing them, so the task fell on us. This furnace of Nine-Turn Golden Pill is for Martial Uncle’s secluded cultivation. If it isn’t placed in the furnace before Master returns, I will surely be reprimanded by Master."
Upon hearing this, Su Tu’s eyes couldn’t help but narrow. A bucket of True Dragon Blood!
It’s important to know that in the Star River today, True Dragon Blood can only be found in so ancient relics in small quantities.
Just a single drop can enhance the effect of stamina dicines several tis and increase the potency of pills by thirty percent.
Yet in the Douluo Palace, the True Dragon Blood cos by the barrel!
This was simply beyond imagination.
And judging by the appearance of the Daoist child, it seed that True Dragon Blood was not considered a rarity in the Douluo Palace.
However, upon reflection, it should indeed be the case. Being an Alchemy Land, the world’s rare treasures should naturally be as easily obtainable as picking fruit, with all extraordinary treasures rely at his beck and call.
"No need to worry, Senior Brother will help you!"
Su Tu said to the little child, then grabbed the wooden bucket with one hand.
Suddenly exerting force, he barely managed to lift the wooden bucket.
It’s worth noting that Su Tu’s Combat Body had reached High Tier, capable of splitting stones with a casual punch, possessing imnse strength, yet lifting this wooden bucket required his full effort.
So much so that he nearly contemplated using Sacrificial Dao. It’s hard to imagine how heavy this bucket must be.
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