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

"Stand ten feet away from the flames, and remember, do not approach any closer!"

Song Chuan gave the three instructions, then pondered for a moment and asked:

"Fellow Daoist Yu, with your Qi Refining level at six, is it possible for you to use fire control techniques from ten feet away?"

"Hey! What you're saying is no problem for me within fifteen zhang."

"Hehe, that's good." Song Chuan smiled with satisfaction.

After the three of them arrived at a distance of ten feet from the flame flower as instructed by Song Chuan, Song Chuan made another hand seal, and a circle of earthen wall quickly rose in front of them.

The earthen wall surrounded Li Yanhua, isolating the three of them.

"Use fire control through the earthen wall to avoid directly igniting the flower," Song Chuan said solemnly.

"Uh... ten zhang is indeed just right." Yu Banji's face froze, and he said awkwardly.

"Make the hand seals!" Song Chuan gave the order, and the three of them quickly raised their hands and made the same hand seals.

After a series of changes in their incantations, the three of them simultaneously pointed at Li Yanhua.

Within the ten-zhang area enclosed by the earthen wall, the fire elemental energy emanating from Li Yanhua suddenly disappeared.

It didn't actually disappear; it was just suppressed.

This is precisely the fire-suppressing technique of the Long Spoon School's spiritual chefs! It has a similar effect to the fire-transferring technique used in alchemy at the Hanging Gourd Pavilion.

The three of them must continuously suppress this fire elemental power so that Song Chuan can act with peace of mind.

If he is not careful, the fire elemental power will return with a vengeance. If he were to unleash the full power of his true form's flames, Song Chuan would be in grave danger.

He sensed it briefly, nodded, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and quickly disappeared into the soil.

The underground was extremely hot, and Song Chuan was covered in sweat after walking for only a few breaths.

He stopped when he saw the fiery red roots of the Flame Flower, and took out several bottles of spiritual water.

This flower is much more dangerous than tinder, so be careful.

He first smeared the spiritual water all over his body, then selected one of the bottles and poured a few drops onto the roots of the Flame Flower.

This bottle of spiritual water is extremely precious and is called "Extinguishing Flame". The sect only gave each late-stage Qi Refining cultivator a small bottle.

As soon as the Flame-Suppressing Spirit Water touched the root system, it made a series of "sizzling" sounds.

Song Chuan looked at the root system nervously, ready to flee at any moment if things went wrong.

However, nothing unexpected happened. The Flame-extinguishing Elixir seeped into the root system, and the entire root system slowly began to change from fiery red to dark brown.

He has to wait patiently for a while.

on the ground.

Yu Banji's face was slightly pale, and he looked like he had overexerted his magical power.

"Senior Sister, why isn't Fellow Daoist Song ready yet?"

"This flame is truly extraordinary. Even with the three of us working together to suppress it, we're only barely managing to hold on. Let's hold on a little longer; that guy's got guts, let's not ruin him."

"The fire elemental power is somewhat abnormal," Old Goose Zhang suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Yu Banji asked hurriedly.

"It has weakened slightly."

"Hey, senior brother, either just say it all in one sentence, or watch your wording..."

"Shut up! Your magic power is too weak, yet you keep babbling on and on," Zhuang Xiuya scolded.

At that moment, Song Chuan, who was underground, smiled slightly.

The roots of the flame flower have turned completely dark brown.

Song Chuan made a hand seal and used the Earth Spike Technique.

Several small, pointed pillars of earth and stone surround the root system of the flame flower.

He touched it again, and the pillar of earth and stone collapsed, burying the root system into a clod of earth.

At this moment, the stem and petals of the Flame Flower trembled suddenly, and the entire flower dimmed.

"Fellow Daoist Song has succeeded!" Zhuang Xiuya exclaimed in delight.

A few breaths later, the stem and petals trembled and shrank, and were pulled to the ground.

Zhuang Xiuya and the other two quickly stopped casting their spells and breathed a sigh of relief.

But they immediately heard Song Chuan's voice from underground: "Quick, run! Someone's coming! See you in the cave!"

The three were still in shock and somewhat doubtful. Could Song Chuan be planning to run away with the spiritual plant on his own? He didn't seem like that kind of person!

But then Old Zhang spoke up again: "There are indeed people here. It must be that man surnamed Shen who brought his men. Let's go!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than four cultivators appeared in front of him.

It was Shen Zheng and three disciples from Teng Hua Valley!

Upon seeing Jiao Chuncheng's dismembered body and the vanished Li Yanhua, Shen Zheng was furious and said:

"You damned scoundrels, you actually killed someone to steal their treasure!"

"Hmph! We wouldn't do such a thing. It was this fellow Daoist who tried to pick the Flame-Separating Flower alone and got burned to death."

Zhuang Xiuya rolled her eyes.

"Nonsense! He was killed by a magical artifact. Where is the Flame Flower? Hand it over!"

"Gah! We just arrived too!" Zhuang Xiuya shrugged.

"You wretched women!" Shen Zhengnu shouted angrily, waving his hand and commanding, "Take them down!"

"Hehe! You farmers are ganging up on us, we're not going to waste our time with you."

After saying that, Zhuang Xiuya reached out and flipped her hand, taking out a magical artifact that looked like a rice cooker.

The pot was only a few inches in size, but with a flick of her wrist, it instantly grew to over ten feet in size.

The three of them flashed into the pot.

Zhuang Xiuya slapped the bottom of the pot, and the pot-shaped magical artifact flew more than ten feet away with a "hum".

"Damn it, a top-tier flying magic artifact!"

"Damn it! Those three lousy cooks!"

"Senior Brother Shen, what should we do?"

"What? What do we do? Do you have any top-tier flying magical artifacts?"

"Senior Brother Liu is here, but he's not here!"

The group from Teng Huagu shouted angrily for a long time, hurling a few curses, before finally having to leave dejectedly.

Song Chuan, underground, witnessed the entire scene.

He stared at Shen Zheng, sneered, and said, "We'll settle our score sooner or later."

He glanced again in the direction of Zhuang Xiuya and the other two. Top-tier flying magic artifact. Although its shape wasn't great, it was a really good thing!

Could their master be a Core Formation cultivator?

I wonder if Yu Banji has any trump cards up his sleeve.

He shook his head and then used earth magic to escape.

Two hours later, Zhuang Xiuya and her two companions, who had already returned to the cave, looked rather unwell.

"Why isn't Fellow Daoist Song here yet? Could he have absconded with the treasure? We've even taken the blame for him!" Yu Banji paced back and forth, impatiently.

"Wait a little longer, he doesn't seem like that kind of person," Zhuang Xiuya said, frowning.

"We didn't treat him badly in Daicheng. If he eats all the food himself, he'll be letting us down," Yu Banji said.

"I threatened him back then," Old Zhang said in a muffled voice.

"Hey! Senior brother, what's that! We just met, and besides, we gave him a benefit—a petal of the King Corpse Flower. Honestly, who has what we have..."

"Fellow Daoist, please walk quietly so as not to affect your divine sense and make it difficult to detect that someone is underground."

A voice suddenly rang out in the cave.

Immediately afterwards, Song Chuan appeared.

"Ha! Fellow Daoist Song, you've finally arrived!" Yu Banji was startled and chuckled awkwardly.

It seems that Song Chuan has already heard him muttering about him.

"I originally wanted to eat alone, but I was afraid that Fellow Daoist Yu would think about me every day, which might disturb my peace of mind and be detrimental to my cultivation."

Song Chuan chuckled.

"Alright! I knew Fellow Daoist Song wasn't that kind of person. Did you get the Flame Flower?"

Zhuang Xiuya was delighted and patted her neck.

Song Chuan took out a long jade box from his storage bag, opened it, and inside was the Li Yan Flower, but its entire body was now dark brown.