Starting as a spiritual plant master, may I eventually become the master of all lands.

The earth's veins are intricate and complex; you can't just enter them once you encounter them.

Instead, only those with earth-attribute magic power can integrate into it.

Fortunately, Song Chuan had been cultivating earth-attribute techniques for the past ten years, so his magical power was still quite pure; otherwise, he would have been helpless.

However, there is another possibility: his ability to merge with the earth's veins may be due to possessing this bead.

This kind of thing can only be tested after things have settled down.

At this moment, he was traversing the earth's veins, enveloped by rich earth elemental energy, which was slowly restoring his depleted mana.

"What a wonderful treasure!" Song Chuan thought to himself with delight.

Wouldn't I be able to cultivate in the earth in the future? That would probably be even faster.

With his four spiritual roots, he suddenly felt that the road ahead was bright.

Once we shake off this guy and reach the Vine Valley...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Just as he was lost in his fantasies, several explosions suddenly rang out.

It turned out that after the square-faced giant used the bronze mirror again, he still couldn't find Song Chuan. Frustrated, he threw out several talismans, blasting the ground below.

One of the exploding talismans happened to hit the ley line next to where Song Chuan was located.

Fortunately, this explosive talisman was a low-grade first-tier talisman. If it had been a mid-grade first-tier talisman, it might have blasted Song Chuan out of the earth's veins.

The shockwave made Song Chuan stagger, and with a cold laugh, he silently fled forward.

The square-faced man was furious when he saw that the talisman had failed to work:

"Outrageous! You're heading to Wisteria Valley anyway, so I'll just wait for you at the valley's gate. I'm sure you'll show up then!"

Having said that, he leaped towards the Valley of Wisteria.

Two hours later, Song Chuan frowned slightly and stopped.

There was fog dozens of feet ahead, and this was underground!

Mist rising from the ground? It looks like a large formation.

And within that mist, astonishing spiritual energy was rhythmically fluctuating.

After observing the hazy mist more closely, I noticed countless dark shadows coiling and intertwining within it, resembling vines.

Each of these vines is about ten feet thick, stretching deep underground and reaching straight to the surface.

To be on the safe side, Song Chuan did not rashly extend his divine sense to observe.

Because this is very likely a protective formation of the Vine Flower Valley that combines spiritual vines and earth veins, if he probes it with his divine sense, he might be killed on the spot.

His brows relaxed, revealing a hint of joy.

"We should have arrived. That guy behind us has long since disappeared; he probably didn't catch up," he thought to himself.

He then recalled the patrolling disciple by the stream earlier; that man had not only betrayed him but also given the wrong distance.

He had traveled more than five or six hundred miles using earth magic!

He recited an incantation, and his body felt light as he emerged from the ground.

He quickly looked around and sure enough, there were clouds and mist swirling in front of him, and deep within the mist, he could vaguely see rolling mountains.

To his left front, there stood a huge stone tablet about twenty feet tall.

The stone tablet was covered with thick vines, and white flowers bloomed on the vines, each flower larger than the King Corpse Flower.

This strange object was something Song Chuan had never seen before in his life.

The vines on the stone tablet seemed to possess a spirit, deliberately bypassing the central section, where three large characters were written in a flowing, elegant style:

Fujihua Valley!

Song Chuan stared blankly at the scene. Was this the sect where he would be cultivating in the future?

However, just as he was filled with anticipation, a voice shattered his beautiful dream:

"Boy, hand over the Spring Sprout Token, and I'll spare your life."

Song Chuan frowned deeply and looked at the square-faced giant more than ten feet away.

This person actually waited for me here; he really hasn't given up on his wicked intentions.

"Fellow Daoist, are you insane? This is already the gate of Vine Flower Valley. How dare you make a move here?" Song Chuan said.

"This stone tablet is still far from the entrance to Wisteria Valley. If you hand over the Spring Sprout Token, everything will be fine! If you remain stubborn, I'll have no choice but to risk attracting the patrol and kill you."

The square-faced man chuckled dismissively.

"You're utterly foolish! I already saw the protective array of the mountain from underground, only a few dozen feet away. Do you have the guts to fight here?"

"What? The mountain-protecting formation is this close? That's impossible. This stone tablet should be more than ten miles away from the mountain-protecting formation."

The square-faced man looked on in disbelief.

His eyes darted around: "You're not just spouting nonsense, are you? Let me tell you, whether it's true or not, you have to hand over the Spring Sprout Token."

After saying that, the square-faced man patted his storage bag, and a three-inch knife flew out.

He pointed at the knife, and in the blink of an eye, the knife grew to more than four feet long, hanging in mid-air.

The square-faced man looked at Song Chuan with a threatening look in his eyes.

At the very moment he unleashed his magical artifact, Song Chuan was not idle either.

He reached out and summoned the Radiant Halo from his storage bag to the top of his head.

He made a hand seal and pointed, causing the radiant halo to rotate gently, casting rings of white light that enveloped Song Chuan from head to toe.

The square-faced man's eyes changed, and his expression turned ugly as he said, "A mid-grade defensive magic weapon! I really underestimated you."

Song Chuan sneered, "Your low-level magic weapon can't break through my defenses. If this goes on for too long, and you attract the people from Vine Flower Valley, you'll be in deep trouble."

The square-faced man stared at Song Chuan, then looked behind the stone tablet, his expression hardening as if he had made a decision.

He reached into his storage bag and pulled out a round ball.

The sphere was dark green with an uneven surface, and occasionally an electric arc could be seen flashing across it.

"Oh no!" Song Chuan's expression changed drastically; this seemed to be a kind of wood thunder bead.

These thunder beads are disposable items, and they are usually extremely powerful.

Although his own Radiant Aura is a mid-grade magic weapon, it may not be able to defend against it.

Moreover, the release of this bead creates a tremendous commotion.

I'm so close to the protective array of Vine Flower Valley. I don't want to know what the consequences would be if I touched the array!

"You're such a idiot!" Song Chuan was so angry that he even used the Baiquan County dialect.

The square-faced man's face revealed a hint of madness:

"I'll say this one last time: hand over the Spring Sprout Token, and I will never make things difficult for you again. Otherwise, I'll risk causing a scene."

This is utterly absurd! Song Chuan cursed his bad luck inwardly, then his mind raced.

Even if we were to burrow underground now, there's no guarantee that he wouldn't go on a rampage here, even if we were more than ten feet away from him.

This wooden thunder bead is absolutely capable of blasting you out of the earth's veins.

The only way is to use the Wood Release Talisman.

However, the only thing that allows me to use Wood Release here is the giant vine on the stone tablet. This giant vine is clearly not an ordinary spiritual plant. I wonder if there will be any danger if I try to escape into it.

Well, I can't worry about that now. It's better than using the Flowing Light Ring to withstand this Wood Thunder Bead.

Just as he decided to disappear into the giant vine, he and the square-faced giant suddenly heard a strange "hee-hee" sound at the same time.

Both of them were startled, and looked around again before finally focusing their attention on the petals of the giant vine on the stone tablet.

The petals of this giant vine can talk!

"Hehe! Hehe! It's so lively!"

"Fight! Fight!"

"Kill them and use them as fertilizer!"

"I like that bead!"

……

The dozens of white flowers on the giant vine seemed to chatter away, like a group of babbling children.

Song Chuan and the square-faced man exchanged a glance, both of them somewhat stunned and a little creeped out.

What made Song Chuan even more uneasy was that one of the flowers mentioned a bead, and he didn't know whether it referred to the square-faced man's wooden thunder bead or the bead in his own arms.