Chapter 374: The Harvest
At this moment, Liang Tan, entangled layer by layer by the Devilish Vine, was filled with despair. It seemed like his luck had taken a turn for the worse this time.
He tried to muster his Spiritual Power several times, preparing to resist, but his Spiritual Power inside was increasingly uncooperative. Every time he managed to activate a bit of his Spiritual Power, it was quickly absorbed by the wooden thorns embedded in his flesh. As a result, he couldn't even conjure a protective barrier anymore.
He felt his essence blood and Spiritual Power being sucked away by the thorns, and his body grew heavier with each passing moment.
Meanwhile, the cultivators who had been watching from a distance, ready to intervene or take advantage of the situation, began to retreat upon realizing that Liang Tan had no chance of survival. They were relieved they hadn't acted earlier.
"What kind of Spiritual Objects were those just now? They were so powerful that even a Golden Core cultivator couldn't break free," one of the cultivators asked his companion.
"If I'm not mistaken, those were Devilish Vines," the companion replied.
"Aren't Devilish Vines considered second-tier Spiritual Objects?" Although he hadn't seen Devilish Vines before, he had heard of them as rare Spirit Plants.
"Devilish Vines are indeed second-tier Spiritual Objects, but those thickest ones must have been at least a thousand or two years old. Devilish Vines that have grown for a thousand years or more have naturally mutated into third-tier Spiritual Objects. Even a Golden Core cultivator would have a hard time dealing with a third-tier Devilish Vine. Liang Tan, caught off guard, flew into the territory of several third-tier Devilish Vines, so it's almost impossible for him to survive."
Seeing these cultivators voluntarily withdraw, Wang Hong and Liu Changsheng had no intention of causing trouble for them. After all, they belonged to different factions. Even if they had the strength to eliminate them now, it wouldn't bring any benefits and would only antagonize multiple factions.
After the Devilish Vine entangling Liang Tan showed no more activity, Wang Hong waited for another two hours before walking alone towards the Devilish Vine.
As he approached, the Devilish Vines that had previously refused to spare any living beings now retreated to both sides, creating a path for him. These Devilish Vines were deliberately planted by Wang Hong to welcome the Golden Core ancestor and could be controlled by him.
He first went to where Liang Tan's magic weapon had fallen and picked up a small knife that was only a few inches long, shining with a cold light. When he held the knife in his hand, it felt icy cold and incredibly sharp. With just a light touch of his finger, he cut a small gash in his hand. Luckily, he retracted his hand quickly; otherwise, he might have lost a finger.
Returning to his cave mansion, Wang Hong emptied Liang Tan's Storage Bag. The various treasures inside the cave dazzled Wang Hong. It was evident that a Golden Core cultivator's wealth was substantial.
The quantity of mid-grade Spirit Stones alone numbered five hundred, equivalent to five million low-grade Spirit Stones. There were also three million low-grade Spirit Stones. Wang Hong was content with this harvest of Spirit Stones.
Among the items, Wang Hong found a Jade Box. Upon opening it, he discovered a three-tier Spiritual Herb named "Nine-leaf Purple Grass" with a medicinal age of nine hundred years. This herb was required for refining third-tier Pills known as True Essence Pills.
"Excellent! Excellent!" Wang Hong exclaimed. True Essence Pills were used by Golden Core cultivators to enhance their power. The Spiritual Herb needed for refining True Essence Pills was extremely rare, often requiring cultivators to search for many years.
To his surprise, he had obtained one without any effort. Wang Hong was satisfied and planted the Spiritual Herb in his personal space, where it would produce seeds in another hundred years.
Continuing his search, he found several bundles of silk, likely spun by unknown spiritual silkworms. When he tested them, the silk was soft and tough, suitable for refining robes or armor.
Unfortunately, there wasn't a substantial quantity of silk, just enough for a few handkerchiefs. Wang Hong pondered why a grown man would need handkerchiefs.
He collected the silk bundles and continued searching, discovering several excellent refining materials for tools.
In one wooden box, he found many tiny eggs, oval-shaped and slightly larger than sesame seeds. Although Wang Hong was knowledgeable and well-read, he couldn't immediately identify the type of eggs or what creature they belonged to. He could only guess that they were some kind of insect eggs.
He moved all the eggs to his personal space but took precautions by surrounding them with a spiritual energy barrier. Just in case these eggs hatched into harmful pests, with the accelerated time within his personal space, he could be dealing with a daily pest problem in no time.
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