Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Yan Wu had vanished in an instant, and that there was no longer any trace of his Yuan Power around the Burial Dragon Pool, Lu Feng's face darkened.

"There's no other way, we can only take it one step at a time...!"

Collecting his thoughts, Lu Feng once again focused his gaze on the Spirit Serpent Transformation Dragon Technique manual in his hand.

According to Yan Wu's words before leaving, this technique is a genuine low-level Heaven-grade technique, far surpassing the Nirvana Sutra he used to practice, regardless of its grade or power.

As Lu Feng's Yuan Power cultivation continued to improve, the Gara Nirvana Sutra gradually became insufficient, and its help in combat became increasingly limited, sometimes even inferior to the Soul Devouring Technique and the Extreme Ice Shield Axe!

Therefore, Lu Feng also wants to take advantage of the situation to study the Spirit Serpent Transformation Dragon Technique, and at the same time use it as a superior alternative to the Gara Nirvana Sutra.

After all, with his current cultivation level, it would be almost impossible for him to escape unscathed from the forbidden area of ​​Jue Long Ridge. However, if Lu Feng could master the Spirit Serpent Transformation Dragon Technique, he might still have a glimmer of hope!

Besides, Lu Feng had finally managed to get a low-grade Heaven-level cultivation technique from Yan Wu for free, and he didn't want to miss it now. After all, it would be a waste not to learn it!

"Lying dormant for a thousand days, only to stand at the edge of the abyss, one day transforming into a dragon, shaking heaven and earth..."

As he slowly opened the ancient manual in his hand, several large characters came into view. Lu Feng couldn't help but feel a powerful and mysterious aura emanating from it, and he couldn't help but become solemn.

"To possess such power with just a few strokes of the pen, this technique is truly extraordinary...!"

"Phew, back to training...!"

As he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, Lu Feng silently recited the incantation for the Spirit Serpent Transformation Dragon Technique. At the same time, he habitually took out his storage ring, intending to retrieve some spirit stones to aid his cultivation.

After all, he still had quite a few Yuan Stones left, about three million of them!

Moreover, the spirit stones in Lu Feng's possession are all mid-grade spirit stones. Adding the tenfold treasure-gathering ability of the Treasure Basin, that's a full thirty million, which is no small sum and enough for him to spend for quite some time!

"Huh? That's strange, why is my storage ring completely empty...?"

Lu Feng reached into his storage ring and then used his Yuan energy to grab at things, but found nothing. He couldn't help but look puzzled. "Could it be that I've already used up all these mid-grade Yuan stones? That shouldn't be possible...!"

"I have absolutely no recollection of this..."

With a hint of doubt in his mind, Lu Feng reached into the storage ring again, but to no avail.

Still no!

"Holy crap, what's going on?"

Lu Feng was somewhat bewildered.

"Lu family brat, stop messing around. All those spirit stones and treasures you had on you were stolen by that guy named Yan Wu..."

Just as Lu Feng was completely bewildered, Gu Canyang slowly floated out from inside the treasure basin and then spoke in a low voice, seemingly knowing exactly what had just happened.

"Old Gu, what did you just say?!"

"Yan Wu stole all my spirit stones and treasures?!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng was completely unsettled. He immediately activated his Yuan Power to sense his surroundings and simultaneously examined his storage ring.

"Holy crap...!"

"Are they all really gone?!"

Looking at the completely empty storage ring space before him, Lu Feng couldn't help but curse on the spot, his face turning extremely ugly, like a black pig's liver, "Damn it! You son of a bitch Yan Wu...!"

"This is all my wealth! And you didn't leave me a single bit...!"

"Yan Wu! You fucking deserve to die...!"

Lu Feng burst into a tirade of curses, each word dripping with blood. His face turned as black as a pig's liver, and he seemed to wish he could catch up with Yan Wu immediately and chop off the other man's paws!

At this moment, Lu Feng finally understood why Yan Wu had just said "Never again"—it turned out that the other party's treacherous hands had taken all of his treasures!

Moreover, after Yan Wu's "opportunistic" act, not only were Lu Feng's spirit stones completely taken away, but also rare materials such as "lightning-struck wood", the ninth-grade furnace "Four-Sheep Square Zun Cauldron", the fifth-grade artifact "Square and Round Small Spirit Cauldron", and other treasures, regardless of their value, were also taken away by Yan Wu!

Right now, the storage ring space is completely empty. Not to mention spirit stones, there isn't even a single hair to be seen. How could Lu Feng not be angry!

"Alright, Lu family brat, stop complaining...!"

Seeing Lu Feng's face turn black with anger and his legs trembling, Gu Canyang also spoke up to advise him, his tone still low and somber, "Right now, compared to those material possessions, that low-grade Heaven-rank cultivation technique, 'Spirit Serpent Transformation Dragon Technique,' is more crucial. After all, you don't want to be trapped in a hellish place like Jue Long Ridge forever, do you?"

"Old man, it was the boy who lost his composure...!"

Faced with Gu Canyang's reminder, Lu Feng calmed down a bit, gritted his teeth, and then suppressed his resentment.

After all, as the old saying goes, if you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet.

In the past, Lu Feng was always the one taking advantage of others, but now Yan Wu has taken advantage of him. It can only be said that fortunes change, and there's nothing that can be done about it!

...

Meanwhile, in the Eastern Xuan Region, at the headquarters of the Wusheng Sect...

At the entrance to the main altar, several members of the Wusheng sect stood guard on both sides with swords drawn, their expressions solemn. The surrounding area was brightly lit and heavily guarded, so that almost no one dared to approach, not even a fly could get in!

"Your subordinate respectfully welcomes the two Venerable Ones back to the altar!"

Upon seeing two tall, powerful figures suddenly flying towards them, the Wusheng Cult members standing guard on both sides of the entrance also stiffened, immediately kneeling down to pay their respects, their faces full of reverence.

Because the people who came before us were none other than Leng Youlan and Tu Su, the two envoys of the Wusheng Sect!

"Hey Youlan, you really put me in a difficult position just now...!"

Ignoring the bows of the Wusheng Cult members beside him, Tu Su stepped into the main altar entrance, cursing as he went, "Not to mention the failed attack on Falling Star Academy and the unsuccessful plan to seize Earth Tiger Star, I almost got killed by that bastard Yan Wu for this little girl who's only half a step into the Yuanhai Realm! Luckily, I'm more skilled and escaped quickly...!"

"Alright, stop complaining. You're not dead yet, are you?"

Despite Tu Su's complaints and accusations, Leng Youlan remained indifferent, her tone calm, "This girl named Lin Xiaoyu is a rare talent. If she can be used by the Holy Sect in the future, it will surely be of great benefit to her...!"

"Besides, I heard that the Sect Leader is about to emerge from seclusion, and the Grand Elder has also issued new orders. We should complain less and focus on serving the Holy Church..."

After saying that, Leng Youlan didn't waste any more words. She immediately swayed her slender waist and turned around, taking small steps into the main altar.

"Damn it! That bitch is still the same as ever, it's infuriating...!"

"Sooner or later, I'll teach this bitch a lesson and prove who's the real master here...!"

Looking at Leng Youlan's graceful back and alluring buttocks, Tu Su couldn't help but grit his teeth. He then forcibly suppressed the nameless heat in his lower abdomen and followed her.

"Strange, why does the Right Venerable One seem to be in a bad mood?"

"Not only that, the Left Venerable is also carrying a young woman I've never seen before. Just who is this young woman...?"

"Could it be that the Venerable Left has some kind of peculiar fetish behind the scenes?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down...! How dare you speak ill of the Left Venerable's private affairs?! You little brat, do you have a death wish?!"

Seeing Tu Su and Leng Youlan step into the main altar together, the Wusheng Sect members standing guard on both sides whispered and discussed among themselves. However, they quickly shut their mouths, seemingly afraid of being overheard by the former.