Zhao Fan’s eyes narrowed as he surveyed the lush garden before them, unable the fathom the aning behind, the vastness of the universe isn’t for anyone to comprehend.
Could there still be grade 1 pills that can be crafted using these ingredients, that Young Master Zha, is unaware of?
Or perhaps this trial was to simply test the greed in heart and peace of mind?
Thinking logically, it seems to be a test, ant to waste ti as these plants are useless despite the Enlightennt.
Could it have so profound aning?
Don’t think of unwanted treasure and continue walking?
That’s completely possible.
"This test is a waste of ti, the treasures are useless, let’s keep moving," Zhao Fan said with cold eyes, as he knew soone else wouldn’t be as sharp as him.
They will linger here far longer than they should, entranced not by the fragrance or form of the plants, but by the mystery of their number.
As each herb grows in odd formations, never even, never complete.
In the minds of cultivators, oddness whispers of hidden secrets, ancient formulas, or rare descriptions.
Had they blood in balance like 100 of each flower, none would bother. But oddness births doubt, and doubt births obsession... So they will waste precious ti chasing shadows among roots.
And while they ponder, another group shall arrive, drawn by fate and anger due to the "traps"
Tension will crackle like dry twigs underfoot. Words will be exchanged, sharp as blades yet emptier than sheaths.
The result will be the sa: blades shall be drawn and, blood blooming like crimson lotus upon the soil.
A sheep falls to death, another follows, alas, a monk can only follow his journey.
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"Young Master... are we departing so soon? Don’t get wrong but this one believes sothing lies hidden here. The flowers are strangely numbered, perhaps they hold unseen purposes or even the cure to poisons. At the very least, with Spirit Grass and Three-Bud Plants, one could concoct Body Tempering Water. That might be a silent clue that the upcoming stages may hold a spiritual pond," Yi Xin Xue spoke, her voice soft as a spring breeze.
The Holy Maiden and Saintess gave a slight nod, quietly agreeing, after all, her reasoning was not without weight, it was full of insight and wisdom.
Yet, talk about the devil and the devil arrives.
"That’s the illusion, this is just a vast perception of the mind for self-validation, we need to hurry unless the group behind us catches up and there might be a bloodbath." Zhao Fan didn’t bother explaining any more than that.
Heading this, Ling’er couldn’t help but look around, these were rare treasures that co once every one hundred thousand years and they were rely an illusion?
She can’t help but swallow, such treasure was beyond her mind.
Of course, she trusted Zhao Fan but the sa couldn’t be said for others.
"Holy Envoy... Please carry on, we shall stay here and find the aning behind it," one of the female disciples said with greed in her eyes.
"Indeed, I believe in my ability, I can find it within 1 incense ti," another male disciple spoke.
A sinister smile appeared on Zhao Fan’s face as he didn’t even bother saying suit yourself, it’s aningless to talk with foolish people.
"Mm.. I will follow Holy Envoy," Jia i said knowing it’s better to follow a fox than a wolf.
With that, Zhao Fan, 3 won, and 1 girl moved ahead, while the rest stayed trying to co up with the idea to use these treasures or even store them as spatial rings still work.
However,
Another group of people ca exactly at this mont with anger on their faces, before looking at the rare flowers and other things, one of the n shouted.
"They are the sinners, kill them... How dare they deploy the traps dir us, 6 of us died there,"
"Punish them..." Another one said.
They were people whose original realm had touched the demi-god realm, so, within 10 heartbeat ti, all the disciples of the Supre Holy Peak were slaughtered like pigs without any resistance.
Yeah, these disciples were the talent of the supre Peak holy land, but these people are the talent of the world above, the difference is huge like Heaven and earth.
( Earth = Planet/world. earth = sand/dust )
After killing those disciples, the next group stood there pondering what was this trial.
"Lord, the trial has to be here, this one doesn’t seem to have any danger," said a woman who seed to be around 20 years old, but she had been alive for 800 years.
All she could see was so strange mortal bee without any dao rhythm and spirituality unlike the stages before.
"Silence, you know nothing. These flowers are strange, I can feel sothing weird," said one of the large, bulky n who had just killed those disciples.
"Indeed, I agree with the Lord, I can sense a powerful spiritual aura around these flowers but not on the bee who absorbs its nectar. They must be the key to the trial," added a man who was in wearing a rich slik with glittering stars.
The group continued to ponder but as Young Master had predicted, another group arrived with anger on their face, they had stepped foot on a trap, and 13 of their mbers died.
"Good! Good! Good!... It seems heaven is in my favor,"
"Who are you?" the woman asked, her voice trembling slightly.
"You don’t need to know who we are," a man replied, his voice cold and nacing.
The woman felt a chill run down her spine, but she didn’t back down. "What do you want?"
The man smiled, a cruel glint in his eye. "We want to test your worth..."
However, the new group wasn’t a match for the old group and the last three mbers also died.
The chanic inside the domain is strange, because you will be revived after so ti, however, if everyone is dead in your team, no one will be revived.
Thus, the third group is completely eliminated.
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