On the path to immortality, I can see destiny.

A short rest, like drinking half a cup of tea, is far from enough to alleviate Zhao Fan's current injuries.

With difficulty, the Heavenly Origin Technique was activated, and with the help of the still relatively abundant spiritual energy in the cave, it restored two parts of its spiritual power.

He leaned against the cold rock wall, his eyes, bloodshot from the pain and exhaustion, occasionally flashing a glint of light in the dim light.

When the time came, without Sun Yao urging him, Zhao Fan gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground.

Sun Yao had already opened her eyes and was quietly looking at him.

In the dim light, his clear eyes showed no emotion, but after he finally stood firm, they moved almost imperceptibly, and his gaze fell on the three dark forks in the road.

"middle."

She only said two words, without any explanation, as if it were an unquestionable answer.

Zhao Fan's heart tightened. At this moment, in his eyes, the road in the middle was precisely where the air currents converged.

Sun Yao's choice coincided with what Zhao Fan saw. It was unclear whether it was the result of her array deduction or whether she also possessed some kind of detection technique.

Zhao Fan dared not ask, nor did he have time to investigate further. He did as instructed, dragging his crippled body toward the middle fork in the road.

This time, he walked slower and more cautiously, each step feeling as if he were stepping on a knife's edge.

The airflow in front of him was not real, and moreover, it was very chaotic and could not completely shield him from danger.

In just a short distance of a dozen or so feet, he triggered two insignificant warning restrictions.

These bans appear to have expired due to their age.

But each unusual movement nearly snapped Zhao Fan's already tense nerves, and made Sun Yao's gaze behind him seem even more profound.

The passageway began to widen, and the slope became noticeably downward.

The stale smell in the air was gradually replaced by a fresh scent mixed with a strange fragrance.

The breath he inhaled brought a slight sense of relief to his depleted meridians and aching body.

Finally, after rounding a gentle curve, the view ahead opened up dramatically!

A faint light shone down from above, illuminating a breathtaking scene.

This is a naturally formed domed cave, several tens of feet in circumference.

In the center of the cave was a neatly cultivated spiritual field, about two acres in size.

The soil of the sacred field has a warm, dark brown color, with a faint glow of precious light, clearly indicating that it is no ordinary soil.

At this moment, the spirit field was not as barren as one might imagine; instead, dozens of spirit plants of various shapes and sizes were growing there!

Zhao Fan could barely identify some of the spiritual plants, all of which were very precious medicinal herbs. Judging from their appearance, they were probably hundreds of years old!

What's even more captivating is that on one side of the sacred field, near the rock wall, there is a spring about ten feet in diameter.

The spring water was crystal clear, bubbling and churning upwards.

Just by standing at the cave entrance and taking a deep breath of the pure spiritual energy emanating from it, Zhao Fan felt that the faint spiritual energy in his dantian seemed to become more active.

A spiritual spring! And a spiritual spring of extremely high quality! Combined with this vast expanse of ancient and rare medicinal fields, Zhao Fan's heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.

A surge of ecstasy rushed into Zhao Fan's heart like a tidal wave, but this was quickly followed by a deeper chill and vigilance.

Previously, Sun Yao had to explore the way on her own, but now that she has entered the interior, her life or death is likely in her hands.

He forced himself to look away from the elixir and the spring, and leaned weakly against the rock wall at the cave entrance, breathing heavily as if he had exhausted his last bit of strength just by getting here.

He didn't move, nor did he even glance at the medicinal herbs; he simply waited quietly for the woman behind him to make a decision.

At this moment, any rash action could lead to annihilation. He must suppress his greed in order to have any chance of surviving.

However, at this moment, the surrounding airflow underwent a slight change.

His gaze seemed to casually sweep across the rock walls around the cave, but suddenly, on a seemingly ordinary corner of the rock wall on the right, he quickly looked away.

There was a vortex of air there, which seemed to indicate the presence of something valuable.

In addition, Zhao Fan discovered another place where a faint current of energy was swirling around, which belonged to Zhao Fan himself.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Fan immediately recalled that when he came out of the Nascent Soul cultivator's cave, the airflow that guided him out looked exactly like this.

Thinking about it this way, this must be the passage to leave the cave.

Zhao Fan's heart involuntarily quickened, but he maintained a vacant expression, only using the corner of his eye to memorize those two locations.

Just then, the faintest footsteps came from behind.

Sun Yao had somehow walked up to his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, gazing at the spiritual field and the spiritual spring.

She didn't speak, but just watched quietly for a moment. Finally, a change appeared in her clear eyes. These hundreds of years old spiritual herbs, even the cheapest one, were worth hundreds of spirit stones.

Even as a disciple of the Suyang Sect, a look of surprise and greed appeared in his eyes when he saw these spiritual herbs.

After a moment, she took a deep breath, suppressed her greed, and her eyes regained their clarity.

"It seems we've found the right place. This senior has quite the refined taste, cultivating such a medicinal garden and spiritual spring even at the place where he passed away."

As she spoke, she strode forward toward the spirit field. Her steps remained composed, but each step landed in a specific spot, clearly still wary of any remaining formations.

Seeing this, Zhao Fan gritted his teeth, dragged his leg, and limped a few steps behind her, not daring to get close or go far away.

Sun Yao stopped in front of a spiritual herb with pale golden serrated edges on its leaves. She bent down to examine it carefully, and even reached out her fingertip to gently touch the serrated edges of the leaves, feeling the sharp golden energy contained within.

After a moment, she shook her head gently, a hint of regret on her face.

Then, she walked to the spring, squatted down, and scooped up a handful of water with her delicate hand.

She brought the spring water to her nose, sniffed it gently, and then stuck out her tongue and licked it very quickly.

"It really is a second-grade spiritual spring, but it's a pity that this spiritual spring cannot be taken away."

After doing all this, she straightened up, turned around, and looked at Zhao Fan, whose face was pale.

"There is no apparent danger here at the moment, and the medicinal herbs and springs are all unclaimed."

She spoke slowly, her gaze calmly fixed on Zhao Fan's face.

"However, before distributing them, we need to thoroughly explore this place. After we have collected all the valuable items, you can then make your selection, so as to prevent you from being taken advantage of."

Her words sounded like she was genuinely concerned for Zhao Fan, but Zhao Fan had no idea what she was really thinking.