Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

As they continued along the passage, they indeed encountered many branching paths. However, Mo Juren knew very well that these locations had already been explored by the Wood Clan team and were of no value.

In that case, he naturally had no need to waste time and continued to move forward at high speed.

About fifteen minutes later, another branch appeared. Mo Juren's expression changed slightly. According to the memory he had searched, that was the entrance to the Spirit Herb Garden.

At this moment, the Wood Clan team was trapped inside, locked in a stalemate with the mysterious beast.

He naturally wouldn't get involved in this mess, at least not now. However, he was a little curious about whether the other party could hold on.
While the Wood Clan team is certainly strong, they probably won't be able to hold out for long against the endless, relentless, suicidal attacks of the alien beasts.

Of course, the opponent has three experts at the Void Refinement Realm. Such beings have countless methods and are not so easy to kill. They may have some trump cards to save their lives.

Mo Juren's heart stirred slightly, and he stopped moving accordingly.

He hadn't suddenly changed his mind; rather, he was preparing for something. He immediately flipped his hand, took out several mysterious crystal beads the size of a thumb, and then shot them into the nearby stone wall.

After doing all this, he finally felt relieved and continued along the main passage.

After a while, he finally stopped, and saw that another branch had appeared on the left side not far ahead.

"There really are more!" Mo Juren was overjoyed and flew into them without hesitation.

Compared to the main passage, the branch is slightly narrower, but it does not affect passage. Its length is also limited, only about a thousand feet before it ends.

Before them stood a stone gate, upon which some kind of restriction was placed.

He didn't waste any time, but instead destroyed it by force. To his surprise, all he saw was a small stone chamber, about ten feet square, with nothing inside except for three futons in the central area.

Mo Juren sighed. It seemed his luck wasn't so good today!

With a wave of his hand, he brought one of the prayer cushions closer and, after a careful examination, discovered that the material used to make it was actually the finest 'Pure Heart Jade'.

This is an excellent spiritual material, with the remarkable effect of calming the mind and focusing the spirit.

Mo Juren nodded in satisfaction. Although this thing had no effect on him, it was a rare treasure for ordinary low-level cultivators.

Once we get back, we'll put them up for sale at Tianhualou!
Thinking of this, he immediately put away all three prayer mats and then turned to leave.

At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly wonder if the stone chamber he had just seen might be a secret room.

Returning to the main passage, Mo Juren continued forward. Not long after, he encountered another fork in the road. When he reached the other end of the exit, he found himself in another secret room, just like before.

Needless to say, the harvest included three jade prayer cushions for purifying the mind.

Mo Juren didn't mind, and after putting them away, he continued exploring until he had gone through more than ten similar secret rooms and obtained more than thirty Qingxin Jade Futons. Only then did he show a speechless expression.

"Will it always be like this from now on?" Mo Juren continued walking along the main passage. Although Qingxin Jade was a decent material, its value was really not high!

According to the memories retrieved earlier, the Wood Clan team entered more than ten completely different spaces and obtained more than twenty treasures of various kinds, including magical artifacts, elixirs, and so on.

Why is it that now that it's my turn, everything has become a secret room? And the original owner of this place was too poor. Even if it's a secret room, shouldn't it at least contain some futons?

Mo Juren mentally cursed, but he didn't give up and continued onward. Soon after, he encountered another fork in the road, which he also chose to explore.

When he reached the end, he was taken aback. There was no familiar stone door at the end, but an open exit.

It was clear that what lay ahead was no longer a narrow stone chamber, but rather a rather spacious hall, which, according to divine sense, was several hundred feet square.

Mo Juren entered without hesitation and then looked around.

This is indeed a large hall, and it is no longer empty. Instead, there are some scattered decorations, such as stone tables and chairs.

However, what interested him most was the central area of ​​the hall, where a hexagonal stone platform stood prominently, with blood-red flames burning fiercely on it.

Hidden within the flames was a blood-red longsword standing upright, nearly a third of which was embedded in the stone platform.

I wonder what kind of flame it was, and what that blood-red longsword was. It has been forged by flames for countless millennia, and must have undergone incredible changes by now.

In this way, the value of this treasure is immeasurable!

Mo Juren's mind stirred slightly. Although he didn't know what kind of treasure this blood-red longsword was, it was definitely not bad.

He quickly flew closer to examine it closely, and the more he looked, the more extraordinary it seemed, especially the many mysterious patterns carved on the sword, which were now covered by a faint blood-red light, flowing erratically.

He certainly wouldn't let such a rare treasure go to waste.

However, he did not act rashly, but first investigated the situation.

First, there was the crimson flame. He could clearly feel the extremely high temperature within it, but apart from the temperature, there was nothing else unusual.

Mo Juren couldn't help but shake his head inwardly. This crimson flame had obviously existed for countless years and, theoretically, it should be able to develop a trace of sentience. However, after a thorough investigation just now, he had not detected anything, which was truly a pity.

Once a flame develops a spiritual quality, its value becomes immeasurable; but if it doesn't, it loses much of its worth.

Even so, this crimson flame was no simple matter. It immediately raised its hand and summoned a stone bench, then threw it directly into the flame. Sure enough, the stone bench burst into flames the next instant.

Before the stone bench even hit the ground, it had already been completely burned to ashes.

Upon seeing this, Mo Juren's face immediately showed satisfaction. With another thought, a crimson flame appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a melodious phoenix cry.

Immediately afterwards, the flames condensed into a crimson Vermilion Bird about ten feet in size. The moment it appeared, a pair of sharp eyes were instantly drawn to the blood-red flames on the stone platform.

She first glanced at Mo Juren, and after receiving permission, her eyes lit up with joy. Then she flew forward and revealed her fiery form with a bang, completely enveloping the blood-red flames within it.

The Vermilion Bird Divine Fire was clearly of a much higher level and had already developed its own intelligence. Naturally, the blood-red flames were no match for it, and it was completely devoured in just about a quarter of an hour.

At this moment, the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire solidified again and quickly flew down to Mo Juren's shoulder. He had clearly gained a great deal, chattering incessantly, making no attempt to hide his joy.

Mo Juren also smiled, and then his figure flashed and appeared on the stone platform.

He stared intently at the blood-red longsword stuck in the center of the stone platform for a moment, then suddenly his eyes flashed, and a hand gripped the hilt... (End of Chapter)