Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 1039 Moths to a Flame, Searching for Spiritual Objects

At one of the entrances to the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel, a white light appeared, and three figures appeared on a teleportation platform.

The person leading the way was an old man in a green robe, whose cultivation had reached the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

Beside him were a middle-aged man, half-naked, and a beautiful woman in yellow, both with mid-stage Golden Core cultivation.

"Haha! It's much more convenient to come in with Brother Chen. We actually discovered this entrance in advance. Otherwise, we would still be running around on the lower level and we don't know when we would be able to get to this fourth level."

Before we came in, we heard that the quality of the treasures on each level of the Tower of Babel is higher than the level below. Hopefully, the fourth level won't disappoint us.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, rest assured. The secret realm has only been open for a few days, and there are probably not many people on the fourth level yet. This is a good opportunity for us to search for spiritual items."

Fellow Daoists, let's hurry and set off to search for the spiritual treasure! Otherwise, if we slow down, those people below will rush up, and then we'll be out of a chance."

Seeing the excited expressions on the faces of the middle-aged man and the woman in yellow beside him, the old man in the green robe immediately spoke up to remind them:

"Fellow Daoists, this fourth level is not as dangerous as the three levels below. The mechanisms and restrictions inside are even more perilous."

When I first came here, several of my friends perished. You two shouldn't just be thinking about the treasures; you should also be careful with your lives.

"Hehe! So-called dangerous places often hold greater opportunities. How could we not know these principles? If we were really afraid of death, we would stay in Lingshan. Why would we come to this Tower of Babel to seek opportunities?"

Besides, Elder Yun is now a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. With you here, what do we have to fear, no matter how powerful the fourth level's mechanisms and restrictions are?"

"Yes! Fellow Daoist is right. Nowadays, most of the resources in the cultivation world are controlled by the major sects, making it really difficult for us rogue cultivators to cultivate."

Even if you and I are exceptionally talented, reaching the Golden Core realm is already the pinnacle of our cultivation.

If one doesn't take the risk, how can one possibly gain even a sliver of opportunity to reach the Nascent Soul stage?

After the old man in the green robe finished speaking, a resolute look flashed in his eyes, and he led the two people beside him down the "teleportation platform".

As soon as they arrived outside, they saw that the sky was gray and hazy. After hesitating for a moment, the old man in the green robe chose a direction and led the two away in a streak of light.

The three had barely set off when a huge black shadow appeared behind them on the distant horizon, its speed even faster than the light beneath their feet.

Before long, the dark figure had caught up with the group. At this moment, the old man in the green robe and his companions also sensed something was amiss.

Just as the three turned to look behind them, a pitch-black whirlwind had already caught up with them and was sweeping towards their location.

"What is this?"

"Oh no, this wind is strange, everyone get out of the way!"

Although the old man in the green robe knew that there were many powerful mechanisms and restrictions on the fourth floor, it was also the first time he had faced such a strange black wind. He was immediately shocked and fled to the side.

But to their surprise, the black "ghost wind" behind them was incredibly fast. Before they could fly very far, it caught up and directly swept up the yellow-clad woman, who was the slowest of the three.

After being entangled by the "ghost wind," the woman in yellow immediately felt the black winds around her attacking like sword blades, and hurriedly released her magic weapon to defend herself.

"Elder Yun, Fellow Daoist He, please save me!"

Seeing that the protective aura around the woman in yellow behind him was getting weaker and weaker, the old man in green robes immediately cast a spell to release three beams of green light that landed on her, trying to pull her to his side.

Unexpectedly, the azure spiritual light released by the old man in the green robe had just pulled the opponent away a distance when it broke apart under the constant attack of the black "ghost wind".

As a result, the woman in yellow, who had just escaped danger, fell back into the "ghost wind".

Seeing how powerful the black wind was, the old man in the green robe gritted his teeth, immediately abandoned his companions, and fled the place into the distance.

Meanwhile, another middle-aged man not far away, facing the attack of the black "ghost wind," could barely protect himself and had no strength left to help the other party.

Before long, a shrill scream came from the black "ghost wind," and the woman in yellow disappeared completely.

".."

On a high mountain dozens of miles away from where "Ghost Wind" was located, two figures were also watching everything that had just happened from afar.

"I didn't expect the ghost wind on the fourth level to be so powerful. Even Golden Core cultivators have difficulty breaking free. It seems that Junior Brother Song was right. The top of the Tower of Babel is indeed not a place that ordinary cultivators can reach."

Who knows how many cultivators will perish here this time!

"The opportunities on the path of cultivation are not something that can be easily found by sitting in a cave. Even knowing that the future is full of difficulties, some people will still choose to be like moths to a flame and risk their lives for it."

How many of us who have cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm haven't come this far?

Hearing what the woman in white said, the figure standing on the other side nodded slightly.

"Even if the path of cultivation is like a moth drawn to a flame, one cannot build something without destruction. Fellow Daoist Xia sees this more clearly than I do."

It looks like quite a few people have already reached the fourth level. Let's hurry up and check out other places; maybe we'll find something unexpected!

The woman in white nodded slightly upon hearing this, and soon the two of them disappeared from the spot.

".."

In a valley on the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel, five Golden Core cultivators dressed in different styles surrounded a male and a female cultivator in gray robes. Not far away, a giant ape puppet that could no longer move lay.

“Fellow Daoists, we were the ones who entered this valley first. You two stole our spiritual treasures without a sound and now you want to leave? Isn’t that a bit too outrageous?”

"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoists? If you come in first, the things will be yours?"

If that's the case, doesn't it mean that whoever enters the Tower of Babel first can't enter the rest of the way?

Surrounded by five people, the gray-robed woman in the middle looked rather unpleasant, but she still calmly and deliberately spoke up to argue her point.

Upon hearing what the woman in the gray robe said, a burly man with a rather fierce appearance in the crowd seemed to have discerned her background and immediately spoke with disdain:

"Judging from your unfamiliar faces, you two are probably not cultivators from our Floating Cloud Mountain Range!"
To tell you the truth, this is the rule in our Floating Cloud Mountain Range. If you two know what's good for you, hand over the spiritual items you've obtained and get out of here.

Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!

"Oh! I'd like to see just how impolite you are. The item is on me; come and get it if you dare!"

"Hehe, what an arrogant woman! How dare you be so cocky. Today I'm going to teach you what the rules of the cultivation world are."

Seeing that the gray-robed woman didn't seem to take them seriously, a murderous glint flashed in the eyes of the group surrounding them, and then the surroundings were immediately covered by various spiritual lights.

A quarter of an hour later, as the two streaks of light disappeared from their original positions, only a few lifeless corpses remained on the somewhat chaotic battlefield in the valley.

".."

Half a month later, at an exit on the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel, Song Qingming, Bai Yuxian, Song Qingyu, and other cultivators from the Free and Unfettered Sect walked out of the teleportation platform one by one.

Although the mechanisms and restrictions in this "Tower of Babel" secret realm are much more difficult than the last time, with three Nascent Soul cultivators, including Song Qingming, these restrictions are still difficult to stop the "Free and Unfettered Sect" group from advancing.

In the past two weeks, Song Qingming and his companions not only successfully passed through the first to eighth layers of restrictions, but also obtained many useful spiritual items in the lower layers.

This also brought great rewards to Xu Ziyan and the others who came with them, and their faces were filled with undisguised joy.

After all, traveling with their three Nascent Soul elders, they didn't encounter too much danger along the way and easily received a lot of spiritual items. Such good fortune doesn't come around often.

After successfully reaching the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel, Bai Yuxian looked at the barrier above her head that led to the ninth floor, then turned to Song Qingming beside her and said:

"Junior Brother Song, it seems that the barrier leading to the ninth level will take some time to open. Let's go look for other spiritual items first."

Upon hearing what Bai Yuxian said, Song Qingming nodded first, and then explained, "Senior Sister Bai, if you want to go to Lava Valley first, then let Qingyu go with you first!"

Siyuan and I still have some things to take care of, we'll join you later!

"Hmm! Qingyu and I should be able to handle that monster in Lava Valley. If you have something to do, Junior Brother Song, you can go ahead and take care of it. We'll meet up again later!"

Upon hearing that Song Qingming had other matters to attend to and wanted to separate from her, Bai Yuxian didn't ask any further questions. She immediately nodded in agreement and then left the spot with Song Qingyu and the others.

After Bai Yuxian and the others disappeared, Song Qingming took out a flying boat and quickly headed in another direction with Huang Siyuan.

After traveling at high speed for about half an hour, the flying boat finally arrived at a dense mountain forest. Song Qingming then took out the map in his hand and slowed down his travel speed.

"Hey! Husband, aren't you going to meet up with Senior Sister Li and the others? Why are you here?"

When Huang Siyuan first saw that Song Qingming was going to separate from Bai Yuxian, she thought he was looking for an excuse to leave and meet up with Li Xuanyi and Xia Mo. However, Song Qingming brought her here instead, as if he wanted to find something.

Seeing Huang Siyuan's curious expression, Song Qingming immediately smiled and nodded at her, then replied mysteriously:
"Senior Sister Li and the others shouldn't be up so soon yet. Let me take you to find something first, and see how our luck is this time."

After saying that, the flying boat under Song Qingming's feet quickly landed and stopped on a lake that was several hundred feet wide.

Is what you're talking about right here?

The "Tower of Babel" secret realm is vast, filled with mountains, rivers, and lakes. Some of the larger lakes seem to stretch as far as the eye can see, resembling the oceans of the outside world. Looking at this unremarkable little lake below, Huang Siyuan stared at Song Qingming with a puzzled expression.

The other party nodded confidently and then put away the flying boat beneath their feet.

"The thing should be down there. Let's go down and take a look!"

After Song Qingming finished speaking, he released a beam of spiritual light, which swept up Huang Siyuan beside him and dropped her directly into the lake below.

With a splash, the water surface was sprayed, and the two appeared underwater. A water-repelling shield immediately appeared beside them.

"Huh! Why is the water so cold? I never expected there to be such a hidden world inside."

After falling into the water, Huang Siyuan was surprised to find that the depths below her were pitch black and she couldn't see the end of it. She exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing this, Song Qingming smiled slightly and immediately led the other party underwater.

As the two continued to sink, the temperature of the lake water below dropped at a visible rate. Soon, Huang Siyuan sensed something was wrong and released a crimson protective aura once again.

"Husband, why is the water so cold down here? Could there be a water vein below?"

"Hmm! It should be right. It seems I haven't come to the wrong place. There might be some danger later, so just stay by my side and leave it to me."

"Don't worry, my husband, I will take good care of myself and won't distract you."

Upon hearing Song Qingming's careful instructions, Huang Siyuan immediately nodded earnestly and took out her magic weapon to protect herself.

Previously, after reaching the seventh floor of the "Tower of Babel," the restrictions they encountered during their search were already extremely dangerous for Golden Core cultivators.

Now that Song Qingming wants to search for treasure again, the restrictions he triggers will inevitably be even more dangerous, and Huang Siyuan also knows that the upcoming battle is not one she can easily participate in.

Now, all she needs to do is take care of herself so that she is not affected and doesn't distract Song Qingming.

They sank dozens of feet down before finally landing on a rocky outcrop. The lake water was already icy cold, and a thick chill enveloped them.

Faced with such a level of cold air, Song Qingming, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, did not feel much, but Huang Siyuan, whose cultivation was still at the Golden Core stage, was different.

He could only prevent the cold air from easily entering his body by simultaneously manipulating the magical artifact to protect the surroundings and maintaining the protective aura around him.

After exchanging a few words with Huang Siyuan, Song Qingming patted the "spirit beast pouch" at his waist with one hand, and a fiery red figure immediately appeared in front of him.

"Master, where is this? Have we arrived at the Tower of Babel you mentioned?"

The newly appeared "Ice and Fire Dragon" looked at the icy lake beside it and asked Song Qingming, who was standing next to it, with a puzzled expression. However, Song Qingming did not rush to answer its question.

"There's a tough guy coming up who needs your help. Stay here for a bit and I'll send you a message."

After saying that, Song Qingming ignored the still puzzled "Ice and Fire Dragon" and quickly walked towards the place with the most abundant cold air.

At the same moment, in a corner of the lakebed ahead, a huge figure slowly opened its eyes and looked up at the distance.

A figure in a green robe appeared before him, stepping on a beam of spiritual light.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from the water ahead. Song Qingming looked closely and saw a blue figure, almost the same color as the lake water, standing in front of him, looking at him angrily.

This blue figure was five or six zhang tall, with a huge dragon head on its head, but with a pair of deer antlers, snake scales on its body and an ox tail. It was a pure and ethereal blue Qilin.

The "Qilin" is a descendant of the true spirits of the upper realm. Such demonic spirits are extremely rare in the human realm, and most of them are alien creatures with somewhat similar bloodlines.

Having cultivated for so many years, Song Qingming still couldn't help but take a few more glances at the "Qilin" that looked so similar to the one in the book.

However, the other party clearly didn't have much respect for the human cultivator who had invaded its territory, and opened its mouth wide to suck in Song Qingming's location.

Instantly, the surrounding lake water rapidly converged into the other's mouth, causing Song Qingming's body to sway as well.

"Just as Senior Feng said, this guy really has quite a temper, relying on the rich ice spiritual energy here."

Seeing the crazed "Azure Qilin" before him, Song Qingming quickly steadied himself and then used his natal magic weapon, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," to protect himself.

Soon, Song Qingming and the surrounding lake water stabilized, preventing the "Azure Qilin" from succeeding.

Seeing that its attack had failed, the "Azure Qilin" roared in anger and spat out dozens of sharp ice swords, heading straight for Song Qingming's location.

This "Azure Qilin" has almost reached the Nascent Soul realm in cultivation. It is very skilled at manipulating ice-attribute divine abilities. When it shoots out an ice sword, the surrounding lake water immediately freezes into blocks of ice.

Seeing this, Song Qingming did not take the attack head-on. Instead, he used his magic weapon to retreat, avoiding the opponent's frontal attack. Only some of the ice swords landed on the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror".

Feeling the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" in front of him suddenly become much heavier, Song Qingming realized that it was covered with a lot of the cold energy released by the other party. He frowned slightly and sent out a telepathic message.

Soon after receiving the news, the "Ice and Fire Dragon" arrived at Song Qingming's side.

Although the "Azure Qilin" in front of him was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, its cultivation level was far lower than Song Qingming's.

However, because the opponent is an ice-attribute spirit beast, its supernatural powers are even stronger in such a place where ice spirit energy is abundant.

Song Qingming is not naturally good at water-attribute techniques, and his combat strength will be greatly reduced in this environment, making it somewhat troublesome for him to defeat his opponent quickly with his own strength.

That's why he released the "Ice-Fire Dragon" spirit beast early on to help him save energy so it could help him end the battle sooner.

After all, this place is located on the eighth floor of the "Tower of Babel," and there are certainly more than just them who have come up here now.

If the commotion is too great and attracts the attention of other sects or demon experts, things could get complicated.

We must act quickly and leave this place as soon as possible.

"Xiao Jin, this guy has a strong chill about him. You need to find a way to deal with the chill on him, and leave the rest to me."

Upon hearing Song Qingming's command, the "Ice and Fire Dragon" first spewed out a mouthful of Yang Flame, which directly melted the ice above the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," and then turned around to face the pursuing "Azure Qilin."

Over the years, the "Ice and Fire Dragon" has followed Song Qingyu on the mountain, and its supernatural abilities have also improved considerably. Facing this "Azure Qilin" whose cultivation level is not much different from his, it immediately showed a strong fighting spirit.

Both sides are skilled in ice-attribute magical abilities, and neither is inferior to the other in terms of momentum.

Soon, the dragon and the qilin were locked in battle, causing the temperature of the surrounding lake water to drop further, with many places freezing into ice blocks.

Seeing that the opponent had been held back by the "Ice and Fire Dragon", Song Qingming immediately flashed to the side and then took out a set of "Seven Star Sword Light Array" from his body and stood in front of himself.

Half an hour later, the sword formation in front of Song Qingming appeared. He immediately sent a message to the "Ice and Fire Dragon" not far away, instructing it to retreat first.

Upon receiving the order, the "Ice-Fire Dragon" was preparing to disengage from the battle, but its opponent was unwilling to let it leave easily. With no other option, the "Ice-Fire Dragon" could only forcefully spew out a mouthful of ice to freeze it in place before it could turn around and quickly retreat from the battlefield.

When the "Azure Qilin" broke free of the ice and tried to continue its pursuit, a white magic circle had already enveloped its head.

"Seven Star Sword Light, fall!"

With a sharp shout from Song Qingming above, seven white sword beams fell in succession, pinning the "Azure Qilin" to the bottom of the lake before it could react.

"Boom!" After a loud noise, countless white lights instantly appeared on the bottom of the lake, and even the "Ice and Fire Dragon" that had not escaped far was directly knocked back by the white light.

When the white light dissipated, only a pile of blue ice remained at the bottom of the lake. The "blue unicorn" was nowhere to be seen, and its aura had also vanished immediately.

"Master, this guy seems to be gone!"

Seeing the devastation of the battlefield below, the "Icefire Dragon" searched around but couldn't find the enemy. It then excitedly approached Song Qingming.

Upon hearing this, Song Qingming, who already knew the outcome of the battle, nodded slightly and sent "Ice and Fire Dragon" to inform Huang Siyuan, who was still some distance away.

He himself bypassed the battlefield and headed directly to the lair of the "Azure Qilin" not far ahead.

When the "Ice and Fire Dragon" brought Huang Siyuan here, they saw Song Qingming standing in front of a white fruit tree not far away, holding a ripe green spiritual fruit that seemed to have just been picked and examining it carefully.

Seeing this, Huang Siyuan quickly walked up to him with a curious expression.

When Huang Siyuan saw the azure spirit fruit in Song Qingming's hand, her initial curiosity vanished, and she exclaimed in disbelief:

"Husband, could this be the Ice Spirit Fruit that can assist in the formation of the Nascent Soul stage?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingming immediately smiled and nodded, then handed the spiritual fruit to Huang Siyuan, who was standing to the side.

"Yes! You read that right, the thing I brought you here to find is the Ice Spirit Fruit. I didn't expect we'd be so lucky this time, actually finding a ripe spirit fruit."

"Speaking of which, our fortunate encounter is all thanks to Senior Feng's guidance back then."

(End of this chapter)