Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 807 - 409: Return to the Southern Continent, the Secret of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range (2)

A true struggle never even materialized.

With a thunderous boom, the creature swung its massive hand, causing treasures to pile up on the earth like a rising mountain.

However, these were strictly Magical Treasures; not a single Spirit Medicine was among them.

It was obvious that it had hoarded all the Spirit Medicine for its own consumption.

To such a being, these so-called human Magical Treasures were nothing more than worthless scrap metal, entirely devoid of value.

The loot from this venture was split down the middle.

In this arrangement, the creature claimed every Spirit Medicine while abandoning the Magical Treasures to the human, a distribution it deemed perfectly fair.

Once the task was finished, it felt a wave of guilt and vanished from the area in a blur of motion.

"They were merely a swarm of ants; I moved through like the place was deserted."

"I have fulfilled the oath I made to you previously."

"I shall return to the Flame Dragon Secret Realm now."

The Little Flame Dragon, Ash, spoke with an air of smugness.

Having reclaimed a portion of its original strength, it now wielded terrifying power.

Even many Tier Four Demon Cultivators proved to be no match for its might.

In every clash, it simply incinerated its foes, reducing them to nothing but scattered ashes.

It relied on raw, unadulterated violence to seize these treasures, resulting in devastating casualties for its enemies.

A massive hoard of treasures was left behind in its wake.

Then, utilizing the Gate of Space, it retreated swiftly back to the Flame Dragon Secret Realm.

It was clear the dragon had followed a specific pattern: seizing all Spirit Medicine and leaving only stacks of Magical Treasures behind.

"The objective has been reached."

"If there are no further requirements, I shall take my leave."

The Wooden Dragon, Vinetian, offered a faint smile.

Despite being only a remnant soul, dismantling a Tier Five Race that lacked a Divinity Transformation expert remained a simple feat for it.

Furthermore, it had secured massive gains this time by acquiring a vast quantity of Spirit Medicine.

It sensed that the restoration of its injuries would now accelerate significantly.

If its soul could fully mend, it might even be able to reconstruct its physical form once more.

It also passed a portion of the treasures over to Jiang Fan.

"I appreciate the senior’s hard work," Jiang Fan replied with a light smile.

He wasn't bothered by the split, as these Magical Treasures were still of immense value.

Moreover, he had already plundered a significant amount of Spirit Medicine from the treasury of the Celestial Roc Race.

There was no pressing need to obsess over the storehouses of the other races.

His primary goal was to cripple the four dominant races of the Western Continent, ensuring that humans could rise rapidly without facing overwhelming obstacles.

Shortly after, Vinetian returned to the Wood Dragon Secret Realm.

After all, it required long periods of slumber to heal its lingering wounds.

Remaining in the outside world for too long would only cause its condition to deteriorate further.

"With such an abundance of resources, my next priority is to advance my Cultivation."

Jiang Fan tightened his grip, his knuckles whitening.

The harvest from this trip was truly staggering.

In a single stroke, he had seized the wealth the Celestial Roc Race had spent tens of thousands of years accumulating.

While Spirit Medicines had limited shelf lives and were mostly gathered over the last few millennia, it still represented an unthinkable fortune for a Nascent Soul expert.

Simply refining these Spirit Medicines would allow his Cultivation to soar to new heights.

He believed his progress would be faster than ever before with these resources at his disposal.

Boom~~

With that thought, Jiang Fan wasted no time. He channeled Tier Four Spirit Medicines into the Ten Thousand Transformations Pill Furnace, using its power to quickly refine the herbs into concentrated medicinal drops.

He swallowed the liquid immediately, circulating the Mixed Element Talisman Scripture.

The Primordial Magical Power within his Dantian began to swell at a pace visible to the naked eye.

Endless Spiritual Qi converged on his position, forming a massive Spiritual Energy Vortex with his body at the center.

......

A year later.

Time passed in the blink of an eye as a full year slipped away.

Armed with such vast Cultivation resources, Jiang Fan’s realm advanced at a blistering speed.

The Primordial Magical Power within him grew increasingly dense.

By this day, he could feel that his Cultivation was on the verge of reaching the Perfection of the Sixth-Layer Nascent Soul.

He was but a single step away from breaking through to the Seventh-Layer Nascent Soul and joining the ranks of late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Ideally, Jiang Fan wished to remain in seclusion until he achieved that breakthrough, which would surely provide a massive boost to his overall strength.

However, continuing his seclusion was no longer an option.

The Void Secret Realm was on the verge of opening.

Missing this window would mean waiting another century for the next opportunity.

To Jiang Fan, such a delay was unacceptable.

He had a nagging premonition that failing to seize this chance would lead to a great loss.

"No matter, I will head to the Void Secret Realm first."

"A breakthrough in Cultivation can happen at any time."

Jiang Fan exhaled deeply, suppressing the intense urge to force a breakthrough right then and there.

Boom!

With a thought, he activated the Gate of the Void.

He had previously established spatial coordinates in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, allowing him to return to the Southern Continent whenever he wished.

In an instant, Jiang Fan’s form materialized within the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

He stood upon the mountain peak that had once overlooked the Great Sun Sword Sect.

"I have finally set foot in the Southern Continent once more."

"The Spiritual Qi here is truly incredibly thin."

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes as he took in his surroundings.

He could sense the extreme scarcity of the local Spiritual Qi.

For a Nascent Soul Cultivator of his caliber, this place felt like a desolate wasteland.

It was no wonder the Southern Continent had failed to produce a Divinity Transformation expert, with most hitting a ceiling at the Nascent Soul stage.

With resources this depleted, reaching the Nascent Soul realm was a struggle in itself, let alone the Divinity Transformation realm.

It stood to reason why someone like Daoist Wan Hua, despite his great fortune, had eventually perished at the Nascent Soul level.

The harsh environment of the Southern Continent acted as a cage, limiting the potential of countless brilliant Nascent Soul Cultivators.