Xuanjian: I am the tenth son of Zhenchi, and I plot to seize the throne from Zhenlong.

"Brother Yuanjiao, when you came over just now...did you understand what she said?"

The two concealed themselves and returned to the Xuan Yue Sect territory in silence. Su Ming, who was deep in thought, finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked Li Yuanjiao, who was standing to the side.

"That woman might be a direct descendant of a demon from the Purple Mansion, so it's not surprising that she knows these things. I only know that my cultivation foundation should be the [Kan Water] path, and the rest..."

Li Yuanjiao shook his head, his tone somewhat wistful. These Foundation Establishment families may talk about their glorious past, but in the eyes of the Purple Mansion, they are nothing more than insignificant pawns. How could they possibly know these secrets?

Su Ming nodded, his brows relaxing. "How was the harvest?"

Li Yuanjiao couldn't hide his joy: "I got a total of seven storage bags. I need to go back and call someone to open them. There are also two spiritual flames, one of which is called [Xuan Yang Li Fire]."

"There's also a spiritual water, whose origin we can't identify. We can let the Xiao family judge it as well."

He hesitated for only a moment before generously taking out a small bottle from his storage bag: "The most precious item is this Foundation Establishment artifact, which has the effect of concealment and is extremely rare."

Su Ming took the bottle and examined it closely. He noticed a few small characters on the bottom and, after a moment's thought, exclaimed, "Oh, this bottle still belongs to your family!"

He tossed the bottle to Li Yuanjiao, saying casually, "I have a secret technique for concealment, so you can have the bottle. But let me choose between the two spiritual flames first, how about it?"

Li Yuanjiao naturally agreed. This time, Su Ming had actually contributed the most. He toyed with the bottle in his hand and casually thought, "Why don't we call it this bottle..."

Su Ming smiled and said, "Why don't you take it back first and let Qinghong name it? She did tell me about it beforehand."

Li Yuanjiao paused, a hint of helplessness on his face.

They traveled in silence until they returned to the Xuan Yue Sect's territory. After a short wait, a female cultivator descended from the mountain on a whirlwind. Upon seeing them, she smiled with delight: "Fellow Daoists, you've finally arrived."

The three flew all the way to Salt Lake. Su Ming had his own reasons for not being good at fighting in water, and Kong Tingyun still needed the hook of the snake's tail and the fire was fierce. If he were to fight freely, it would most likely be damaged.

After discussing it, Su Ming decided to find a deserted mountain to land in and wait quietly.

In a short while, Li Yuanjiao was seen carrying a half-dead hook snake back and forth, holding an array plate in his hand, chatting and laughing with Kong Tingyun.

The two returned to the Wangyue Lake area with the hook snake in their arms. Only then did Li Yuanjiao speak: "Senior Su, I made a deal with Kong Tingyun. Her senior brother will come to open up the fire vein for my family later."

"After some thought, I suggest we open this fire vein outside the lake, so it can be used for your cultivation, Senior... Also, you should have heard about my Ximing from Xijun, Senior..."

Li Yuanjiao's face showed a rare look of difficulty: "Since they have stopped seeing each other, even if we are family, it is difficult for us to persuade them. My father and Xi Jun have also discussed this matter with me. Perhaps it is the outsiders who can speak up. So please give me your advice, senior..."

Su Ming was taken aback for a moment, then remembered his father's matter and nodded in agreement.

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A hidden cave at the mouth of the river...

A carp leaped from a pool of spiritual liquid made from spiritual water, and transformed into a figure as it fell.

Minghua turned around and exhaled the last wisp of fire from his body, which fell into the pool and emitted a large cloud of smoke.

That sword strike wasn't something that could be easily dodged. She only avoided the sword's energy; the real killing intent lay in the fire attached to the sword.

Even if one survives that sword strike by sheer luck, one must quickly resolve the raging fire within their body. If one waits for the fire to extinguish itself, they will only have a few years left to live.

After leaving the cave, she continued along the river, when suddenly several figures darted out from the clouds and blocked her path.

However, upon seeing Minghua's imposing presence, the leader immediately suppressed his greedy expression, quickly put away his magical artifact, and respectfully bowed: "I am Kong Shiyi of the Xuanyue Sect. May I ask which immortal sect you belong to, fairy...?"

The Qingchi Sect has established a rule that the items in the Donghuo Cave Heaven are only allowed to remain in the sea, and the Xuanyue Sect is responsible for this river channel leading to the sea.

The big fish had already been eaten by the direct descendants of the sect, so the few of them who were guarding here were just picking up the leftovers.

Having finally encountered such a person, Kong Shiyi initially thought he was a rogue cultivator who had hidden away and wanted to go overseas after the situation stabilized. However, his splendid demeanor and temperament made it unclear which sect's direct descendant he was.

"Bifu Mountain Gate," Minghua took out a jade token from his storage bag and showed it to Kong Shiyi, "I got the seal from the Elemental Master, so I can go to sea."

Kong Shiyi was taken aback and quickly stepped aside, not daring to ask any more questions: "Please, fairy..."

"Are there any monsters lurking in this coastal waters?"

Hearing the question, Kong Shi thought carefully for a moment before saying, "Generally speaking, famous demons don't come to this coastal area. Most of them are small demons with no background who are driven here to make a living."

"However, recently a water dragon has been causing trouble on the beach, taking advantage of its status," he glanced at Minghua, then hesitated, "Your beauty is exquisite, we must be careful..."

Minghua's eyes lit up, and she asked with great interest, "Oh? What is the water dragon's cultivation level?"

"That water dragon should be a Foundation Establishment demon," Kong Shiyi shook his head and lowered his voice, "I, a mere cultivator, would naturally not dare to provoke a dragon, but I do not know its specific lineage or what kind of magic weapon it uses."

"Alright, thank you, fellow Daoist."

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Minghua changed her clothes and fought several small demons on the beach. Finally, a figure jumped out of the sea and blocked her way.

The man was a handsome young man, wearing a jade crown and a deep blue robe with flowing sleeves. He had an enigmatic smile on his face: "I wonder why this lady would kill my men for no reason?"

Minghua was secretly delighted, but his face showed a wary expression: "Those little demons at the third or fourth level of Qi Refining have turbid auras all over their bodies. It's obvious that they cultivate by relying solely on luck. I've asked them all clearly. How come they're your subordinates again?"

The young man scoffed, "Who doesn't know that all demons under heaven are under the rule of the Dragon Clan? I am a demon general under the Crimson Dragon Clan. Lin Chuan, those demons were specially selected by me and kept by the sea. Now, I'm sending you to fight them..."

Minghua's face darkened, his eyes darting around as if searching for a way out. He said in a deep voice, "What do you intend to do?"

"Young lady, at least... you should give me two more Foundation Establishment magic artifacts!" A greedy smile appeared on his face as he carefully examined Ming Hua's simple attire and good figure. "Or... come and sit in my Water Mansion..."

A jet of water shot towards him interrupted his words. He casually dodged it, and as he turned to flee, Minghua's frail aura was revealed.

Lin Chuan's expression turned ferocious. He licked his lips and gave chase, laughing loudly, "A wounded female demon! No wonder you hid near the sea. What a precious medicine!"

He then spat out a precious pearl from his mouth, held it in his hand, and several beams of azure light shot out in an instant, causing Minghua, who had just run a short distance away, to stagger and almost fall.

Seeing the bloodstains dripping in the air, Lin Chuan felt much relieved. He followed Ming Hua at a distance, occasionally activating his magic bead, a playful expression on his face.