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Chapter 344: Yuanye Nectar
"Mysterious weapon?"

Xin Yuan screamed in fear, and the next moment he was hit by the Xuantian stick, and his body exploded on the spot.

However, in the blink of an eye, two of the three true disciples of Xuanxiao Sect died, leaving only one disciple named Zhongjiao, who turned pale and fled without hesitation.

"Want to run?"

Long Zhao sneered, took a step, and his black hair flew up.

"The starry sky is endless, one finger can kill."

Long Zhao's voice echoed in the 800-li Flame Mountain, and the Xuantian stick in his hand pointed at the air.

Rumble!
The void was like a calm water surface with a stone thrown into it, and ripples appeared in the air from the point where the Xuantian stick touched.

Wherever the ripples passed, all matter was destroyed, shattered and collapsed, turning into nothingness.

Click, click, click!
Amidst a series of teeth-grinding explosions, Long Zhao's figure suddenly leaped forward, covering a distance of several hundred feet as if by teleportation.

boom!
Under Zhong Jiao's horrified eyes, the stick hit his back directly, and finally it collapsed on the spot, turning into a ball of blood mist that scattered into the sky.

"Who are you? You haven't even achieved Xuandan yet, yet you dare to show off? Who gave you the courage?"

Long Zhao taunted, his tone filled with endless arrogance.

Domineering aura is nurtured. His senior brother killed a Xuandan warrior in the Yunling Realm, and he himself, holding the Xuantian Stick, can fight on equal terms with a warrior in the Half-Step Xuandan Realm.

However, he is just a warrior in the Soul-Yuan Realm and can be destroyed in a snap.

Although he was disdainful, Long Zhao still took action to grab the spiritual swords and storage equipment in the hands of the three people.

After all, he is a disciple of the sect and cannot be compared with a casual martial artist, so he cannot be wasted.

"Although the Xuanxiao Sect is not as good as the Zhenhai Sect, it is still a first-class sect in Tianhai Country. It has a large family business and abundant resources. Its true disciples are also extremely wealthy. I wonder what treasures these three people have."

Long Zhao rubbed his hands, his face full of excitement.

Since the fall of Zhenhai Sect, Long Zhao went from being the envied disciple of the sect to a lonely man. He had to earn all the resources for cultivation by himself, so he was extremely sensitive to money. He wanted to break a spirit stone into two pieces to spend. Otherwise, he would not have emptied the entire Tianya Pavilion while Zhong Lin and Zhang Shaorong were fighting. He was really afraid of being poor.

He first took a look at the three spirit swords, each of which was a spiritual weapon. After all, these three people were warriors in the Spirit Accumulation Realm, so they could naturally nurture their natal weapons.

"As expected of a sect disciple, the materials you've chosen are excellent. These three spiritual weapons can fetch quite a few spirit stones if auctioned. Do you want any?"

"It's not necessary. Let's get out of here first. The fighting just now was too noisy. I don't know if it will attract other people's attention."

"Listen to my brother."

The two of them did not stay for long, and flew directly out of the range of Huoyun Mountain, and finally landed in a jungle to rest.

As soon as he landed, Long Zhao happily threw the three spiritual swords aside.

"Find an opportunity to exchange all of them for spirit stones and see what good things are in the storage bag."

As he spoke, he picked up three small blood-stained sachets.

Each of Kong Ying and the other two had a palm-sized brocade bag, black and white, with two yin and yang fish embroidered on it. An obscure spiritual energy fluctuation emerged from the brocade bag.

A divine thought penetrated into them, breaking the spiritual energy restriction covering them. In just a moment, all three bags were opened. Long Zhao quickly used his divine thought to scan each one. The storage bag was not large, only the size of a stable, but it was extremely sturdy and was definitely not an ordinary storage device.

"What a good stuff! It's actually a spiritual weapon-level space bag. I can use it to store the Xuantian Stick in the future." Long Zhao said happily.

The Xuantian Stick is a mysterious weapon that cannot be carried by ordinary space equipment. Otherwise, Long Zhao would not carry it around every day. Not to mention whether it is heavy or not, just such a treasure is often coveted by people. If someone who knows the matter finds out, it will be even more troublesome. After all, this is a weapon that even the strong men in the Xuandan realm are jealous of.

When the space was opened, the first thing that caught the eye was a pile of bottles and jars.

Long Zhao poured out everything in one go and counted them one by one.

Most of them are elixirs used for cultivation, such as nourishing spirit elixirs, true essence elixirs, etc., and some are used to treat injuries.

"Brother, what kind of medicine is this?"

Long Zhao handed over a green-skinned gourd and asked curiously.

The gourd was the size of a palm, but it only contained a pill. As the gourd was opened, a strong and spicy medicinal power hit the face, making the eyes sting and unable to hold back tears.

Zhong Lin took it and examined it, saying, "This is the sixth-grade Burning Spirit Pill. It burns spiritual essence to unleash a powerful attack. It has several times the explosive power for a short period of time, but after a while, it leaves you weak and powerless. This pill is extremely harmful to your health. Taking too much will damage your foundation."

Long Zhao suddenly understood what was going on when he heard this. He was not unfamiliar with this kind of elixir. It was just an elixir used to fight for one's life. Many warriors would try to prepare one. After all, no one could guarantee that they would not encounter danger.

"It seems that a quick victory is beneficial."

Long Zhao teased and casually put the Burning Spirit Pill into his storage bracelet, placing it in a place where he could easily get it.

It only damages the foundation, which is a much smaller price to pay than losing one's life.

There is also a gourd in the space bag, made of copper and iron, and golden all over. When it is shaken, there is a sound of water.

As the gourd was opened, a faint fragrance emanated from it.

The gourd does not contain elixir, but water.

Long Zhao's mind moved, and a drop of water was drawn out by him. It was milky white, with jade flowing inside, just like white jade. A cold masculine aura emanated from the water.

Zhong Lin's attention was also attracted by the drop of water. At that moment, he noticed that his spiritual energy was vibrating slightly, and he had a desire to swallow the drop of water.

"Nectar, it's actually nectar."

Long Zhao's eyes widened, his face full of surprise. He never expected to find such a treasure in this space bag.

Zhong Lin was also moved when he heard this. No wonder the spiritual energy in his body was so vibrated.

The so-called nectar actually has another name, called "yuanye". It is the liquid vital energy extracted from the spirit stone by secret method, and then supplemented with some natural treasures. It is called "nectar" because of its shape.

This thing has the effect of condensing the body and enhancing spiritual essence, and it does not need to be refined. All the energy contained in a drop is comparable to a spirit stone. Whether it is used for cultivation or to restore spiritual essence, it is an excellent treasure.

Even many auction houses do not use spirit stones for payment, but "nectar".

This shows how precious this thing is.

Long Zhao shook the gourd in his hand and said loudly, "Brother, this gourd of nectar must contain at least a hundred kilograms. I didn't expect to get such a good harvest."

(End of this chapter)