The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Even though Bai Suzhen already knew the capabilities of the black brick, the sight of the now completely empty cave without a single spirit stone still left Bai Suzhen with a hint of shock in her expression.

“This spiritual vein should not have been touched by anyone. Did you turn it into a spiritual seed?” she asked Su Jingzhen.

Su Jingzhen nodded. “It seems to have indeed turned into a spiritual seed inside the black brick.” He had no reason to hide that fact.

Bai Suzhen nodded silently and once again marveled, “With such a luck, I am increasingly curious to see how far you will go in the future.”

“Let’s go, let’s visit that sect established within the Mist Swamp.

As the saying goes, ‘When the big river is full, the little rivers are also full, and when the big river is dry, the little rivers are also dry.’ Since you’ve taken the main vein, their small branch vein must have dried up as well.”

As Bai Suzhen’s words fell, a flash of white light enveloped her, and she transformed back into a belt that was fastened around Su Jingzhen’s waist.

Su Jingzhen had little interest in the now barren cave. He ascended directly by flying his sword upwards.

Just as he was leaving, the cave suddenly collapsed. The muddy water from the swamp instantly filled the space, covering all traces of what had once been there.

Returning to the small island, Su Jingzhen looked at the now mundane surroundings and muttered to himself, “Extracting the spiritual vein is like forcibly altering the local Feng Shui. Will I suffer heavenly retribution?”

Both the Peerless Sect and the Misty Swamp had once been blessed lands. But after Su Jingzhen’s visit, they had suddenly become ordinary, and in the coming years, they would probably become even more barren than other ordinary places.

But he quickly thought, “Anyway, I’m only responsible for finding these veins. All the karma should fall on Little Green.”

After contemplating the former glory of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and the mystery of Little Green, Su Jingzhen calmed his thoughts.

He looked around again.

The dense fog still shrouded the surroundings.

Since Bai Suzhen had mentioned that this small island was the heart of the Mist Swamp and they had arrived here by chance, finding a way out might require some understanding of the terrain.

Since the most valuable things had already been taken, Su Jingzhen didn’t want to waste time wandering around aimlessly.

“Suzhen, which way should we go now? Since we’re here, we should definitely visit the Tortoise Sect. If they have a guardian spirit beast, that would be even better.”

…

Deep inside the foggy swamp, a group of palaces stood on various small islands shrouded in thick fog.

These palaces were built of massive stones, giving them a rugged yet magnificent appearance.

The stones were inscribed with intricate runes, most of which were black turtle patterns.

“Xuan Yuan, do you feel that the spiritual energy in our Tortoise Sect’s territory has decreased since before?

Even with the support of the Gathering Array, I can feel that the spiritual energy is constantly dissipating.”

In a water pavilion on one of the islands, two elderly men with white hair sat facing each other. They frowned as they looked out at the foggy water.

The elder, Xuan Yuan, was dressed in black and had a somber expression on his face. He looked into the distance.

“The fog seems to have thinned as well. Two days ago, the Grand Elder and the Second Elder were killed at the Linjiang branch of the Evil Moon Sect.

You must have heard about what happened there.

Qiu Yaoyao, the demon of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, has already arrived in Qingzhou.

Whether or not the rumor about the spiritual vein condensing into liquid is true, it seems to have nothing to do with our Tortoise Sect.

With the involvement of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, we have no advantage here. I wonder if this might be an opportunity to return to the upper sect.”

As he spoke, a glimmer of hope appeared in Xuan Yuan’s eyes.

However, as soon as he said this, the other elder beside him expressed his concern.

“Xuan Yuan, the decrease in spiritual energy in our sect today is quite strange.

Could it be that the spiritual vein underneath us is also having problems?

Do you think it could be retaliation from the Linjiang branch of the Evil Moon Sect?

Could the changes in our sect be related to them?”

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yuan laughed contemptuously. “The Tortoise Sect may be inferior to the Heavenly Dragon Clan, but even if these people from the Qingzhou region know that our Tortoise Sect is hidden in this misty swamp, who among them, aside from our core disciples, can actually locate our location? RÁ

The natural illusion field here can trap them to death if no one guides them. For now, let’s focus on recovering and avoid provoking anyone.”

Obviously, Xuan Yuan wasn’t too worried about this matter.

“As for the decrease in spiritual energy, with the Black Tortoise guarding the spiritual vein, it shouldn’t be a problem. No one could break through the Black Tortoise’s protection to damage our spiritual vein.

It’s likely that the gathering array is just old and needs some repairs. Investigate and fix it.”

After discussing for a while, Xuan Yuan and the other elder didn’t stay. They went deeper into the Tortoise Sect.

Soon, they arrived at a fog-covered pond within the Tortoise Sect. This was the place with the most concentrated spiritual energy, where the spiritual energy from their spiritual vein was dispersed.

It should be noted that this was a branch energy vein that they controlled.

Normally, this pond was extremely calm, and ordinary Tortoise Sect disciples were not allowed to come here. It was also the resting place of their guardian spirit animal, the Black Tortoise.

However, the pond was now extremely turbid, and the water was agitated as if a battle had just taken place.

When Xuan Yuan and the other elder reached the edge of the pond, they smelled a strange scent. Even with their tremendous cultivation, they couldn’t help but salivate.

Their hearts skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose.

Following the scent, they felt their scalps tingle.

On the other side of the pond, a bonfire had been built. On two racks, several pieces of beast meat were roasting over the fire. A man skillfully sprinkled the meat with various spices.

Next to him, a white giant python about a zhang long was coiled up.

But that wasn’t the worst. Next to them was a black tortoise the size of a small mountain.

Wasn’t this their guardian spirit beast?

However, at that moment, the Black Tortoise had already lost all its vitality. Its head, which had already been crushed to a pulp, had a pair of fierce eyes that seemed to convey a sense of unfulfilled grievance.

Xuan Yuan and the other elder immediately understood what the roasted meat on the fire was. They exchanged glances and swallowed nervously, not out of hunger, but out of fear.

They stared at Su Jingzhen who was still sprinkling spices, and without hesitation, they began to retreat back the way they came.

They hadn’t identified Su Jingzhen’s identity yet, but whoever it was, being able to infiltrate the Tortoise Sect so silently and without a sound, and slaughtering their guardian Black Tortoise for meat, was clearly not someone they could afford to provoke.

“Oh? They’re running pretty fast,” Su Jingzhen remarked casually.

He and Bai Suzhen had noticed the arrival of Xuan Yuan and the other elder at the first moment, but they chose not to pay any attention to them.

Seeing Xuan Yuan and the other elder flee, Su Jingzhen leisurely took two pieces of golden-brown roasted meat from the rack, handed one to Bai Suzhen, and began to enjoy the meal without any intention of following them.

“You know, this big turtle, although it is only a sixth-class demon beast which is comparable to the Divine Intent Realm, tastes just as good as the previous black flood dragon…”

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