Mortal: Reborn in Yellow Maple Valley, Awakening the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts

Although Chu Zifei has no use for these medicinal herbs, rare herbs are never short of buyers. Finding a suitable buyer to resell them for what he needs is undoubtedly an excellent option.

As for spirit stones, there were even more. Feng Yue truly lived up to his reputation as the strongest Qi Refining cultivator in the forbidden area. His wealth was indeed extraordinary, with dozens of mid-grade spirit stones of various attributes and hundreds of low-grade spirit stones.

Including the spirit stones he had previously seized from Hao Renyi, Chu Zifei's current net worth is nearly three thousand low-grade spirit stones, which can be considered quite substantial.

The three magical artifacts shimmering with spiritual light in the storage bag were the rewards he had been eagerly anticipating.

The first magical artifact was the yellow parasol that had just shone so brightly. Thanks to its golden protective barrier, it withstood several rounds of attacks, demonstrating astonishing defensive capabilities. Besides this, the bag also contained a slender, emerald-green needle and a heavy, jet-black blade. The needle exuded a chilling and malevolent aura, its appearance alone indicating it was a high-grade magical artifact; while the seemingly unremarkable heavy blade was actually a top-tier magical artifact, with the two small characters "Mo Yuan" engraved on its blade.

Chu Zifei took out the Mo Yuan Heavy Blade to test it. It was incredibly heavy in his hand, and he didn't know what material it was made of. But this heavy blade was perfectly suited to his physical strength, and when he swung it, the sound of it cutting through the air was deafening.

After wielding it several times, Chu Zifei became increasingly satisfied. He immediately decided that before the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword could be used normally, he would use this Mo Yuan Sword as his main combat weapon. So he immediately erased the original mark on the sword and reforged it.

As for the last treasure, it was naturally the pair of boots on Feng Yue's feet, which was his reliance for using his strange movement techniques. Chu Zifei decisively pulled the boots off the corpse, hesitated for a moment, and then chose to put them on directly.

"I hope you don't have toenail fungus, otherwise you'll infect two people."

Chu made a silent joke to himself before taking a step to try and familiarize himself with the characteristics of the boots.

With just a small step, he suddenly flashed away, lightly leaping several feet away. After regaining his footing, he tried to gather all the strength in his feet, and his figure burst out instantly, so fast that only a blur remained, like lightning streaking across the sky.

"Once I find a suitable movement technique, and with my superhuman physical body paired with these boots, I'll be invincible even against Foundation Establishment cultivators in terms of speed!"

After figuring out the boots' clever use, Chu Zifei found a flat spot to sit down.

After two consecutive fierce battles, even someone as physically strong as him was already exhausted. He had also been ambushed by Feng Yue earlier, with his shoulder pierced by a talisman dagger. Having fought for a long time while injured, Chu Zifei now only wanted to recuperate.

He took out a Nourishing Essence Pill and a Strengthening Essence Pill. He swallowed the Nourishing Essence Pill first, then used the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique to refine its medicinal power, relying on his body's strong self-healing ability to accelerate the healing of his injuries. Afterwards, he took a Strengthening Essence Pill, closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and meditated to recover his depleted spiritual energy.

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Half an hour later, Chu Zifei slowly got up. His spiritual power had recovered to 80%, and the blood hole that had pierced through his shoulder had completely closed, leaving only a layer of dark red scab.

"Judging by the time, it's almost time to head to the central area of ​​the forbidden zone. Everyone, please wait for me!"

The thought had formed in his mind when he leaped into the air and began to move at breakneck speed. His figure grew faster and faster until he transformed into a gust of wind and vanished into the dense forest in an instant.

After traveling for half a day, he finally arrived at the outer perimeter of the forbidden area's central zone. The journey was uneventful; no one attempted to intercept him. It wasn't that no cultivators coveted his path, but rather that others couldn't even catch a glimpse of him running at full speed, so naturally, no one could stop him.

The entire central area was surrounded by a thick stone wall several meters high, and on one side of the wall, a bronze gate bearing the marks of time stood open to the outside. Chu Zifei pondered for a moment, then stepped straight in.

As soon as he entered, the scene inside the wall shook him to his core.

Purple grass as thick as a child's arm, exotic flowers shaped like millstones yet delicate and beautiful, and ancient trees towering into the clouds... Countless spiritual flowers and exotic herbs whose names are unknown grow wildly in this place, with extremely rich spiritual energy.

Chu Zifei was captivated by the spectacular sight before him, walking along the winding gravel path, stopping and looking around, completely unaware that danger was quietly approaching.

Two slender, emerald-green snakes, as thin as chopsticks, darted out from the flower bushes on one side and silently circled behind him.

Just as they were getting closer and closer to Chu Zifei, the two green snakes suddenly twisted their bodies, unfurled a pair of pale green, semi-transparent wings on their backs, raised their heads and bared their teeth, splitting into two groups and attacking from both sides at the same time.

near,

Closer!

Just as the flying snakes were about to bite Chu Zifei's neck with their venomous fangs, he suddenly turned around, reached out with both hands at the same time, grabbed the two attacking flying snakes, then clenched his fists tightly and squeezed the flying snakes in his hands to burst on the spot.

The instant the two flying snakes exploded, a shrill scream immediately came from the nearby bushes. The sound was hoarse and piercing, as unpleasant as the sound of a broken gong.

Chu Zifei's gaze sharpened, instantly locking onto the source of the sound. With a thought, he took out the Serpent Slingshot. The next instant, a magic-breaking golden bullet shot out through the air.

The golden bullet struck the grass and exploded with a bang, sending a thick cloud of green mist into the air.

Gazing at the billowing green mist, he muttered to himself, "Using a spirit beast to take my place?"

Before the green mist had completely dissipated, a figure took advantage of the chaos to dart out, intending to escape.

Chu Zifei pushed off with his boots, instantly appearing in front of his opponent and cutting off their path.

The man was initially astonished by his incredible speed, but upon seeing the precious boots on his feet, he suddenly realized and exclaimed, "Cloud-Stepping Boots?"

"Fellow Daoist, please stop! I am Zhongwu from Spirit Beast Mountain, and I have something to say..."

Before he could finish speaking, a fist the size of a sandbag came crashing down on him. Zhongwu's expression changed drastically upon seeing this, and he hurriedly released another flying snake to block it.

A muffled thud!

The flying serpent exploded again, turning into a sky full of green mist. Zhong Wu groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning deathly pale. But he reacted extremely quickly, using this brief obstruction to activate his strange escape technique and turn to flee.

Chu Zifei followed closely behind, relentlessly pursuing him. The two engaged in a fierce chase within this forbidden area, one fleeing and the other pursuing.

Although Zhong Wu's speed was not as fast as the Cloud-Stepping Boots, his escape technique was too unpredictable, and his figure was elusive, making it impossible for Chu Zifei to lock onto him.

Enraged by being chased, Zhong Wu turned back and roared as he fled, "Do you really think I'm a fish on a chopping board, to be slaughtered at will? If you know what's good for you, leave now, or I'll show you what I'm made of!"

Chu Zifei remained silent, then launched three fireballs in quick succession, which landed behind Zhong Wu. The intense heat startled him, causing him to accelerate at full speed as he fled.