I am in Yellow Maple Valley, and I have a demonic beast clone!

Outside the Bloodstained Forbidden Zone.

The wind on the wasteland was still fierce, stirring up the sand and dust on the ground, which swirled in the air.

A few withered grasses swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound.

Several vultures circled in the distance, seemingly waiting for some prey to fall.

Zhou Ding emerged from his hiding place and arrived at the entrance to the Crimson Forbidden Land.

He stood still and scanned his surroundings.

His divine sense surged out like a tide, instantly covering an area of ​​dozens of miles in radius.

Every inch of land, every rock, every blade of grass and tree is laid bare in his perception.

There are no high-level cultivators.

Several Qi Refining stage cultivators were active dozens of miles away, their auras weak, and they wouldn't affect this place at all.

He withdrew his divine sense and quietly looked at the empty sky.

wait.

Time flowed slowly amidst the whispering winds of the wilderness. Half an hour felt like an eternity.

finally--

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the vast sky.

Golden light emanated from the center of the ripples, growing brighter and brighter.

The light was like a golden sun, turning the surrounding wasteland golden.

A purple light shot out from the golden light curtain, and Xiao Jin used the Light of Breaking Restriction to emerge from the light curtain carrying Zhou Jin on his back.

Zhou Jin got off Xiao Jin's back and handed the storage bag in his arms to Zhou Ding.

Zhou Ding took the storage bag and probed it with his divine sense.

For a moment, his breath caught in his throat.

Inside the storage bag, more than fifty jade boxes were neatly stacked, each with a sealing talisman attached.

Through the jade box, he could sense the rich medicinal power contained within.

Those are more than fifty thousand-year-old medicinal herbs!

There are also a large number of spirit stones, ancient treasures, talismans, and several precious jade slips.

His heart was pounding, and his blood was boiling.

This time, the harvest far exceeded his expectations!

He took a deep breath, suppressing his overwhelming joy.

His hands were trembling slightly, but he forced himself to calm down.

Now is not the time to check.

Although this place is remote, it is still a public area of ​​the seven sects. If a high-level cultivator happens to pass by and senses the commotion here, it will be troublesome.

He quickly put the storage bag into his pocket, then put the little gold into the spirit beast bag, and summoned the Divine Wind Boat.

"Walk!"

Zhou Ding led Zhou Jin onto the Divine Wind Boat, transforming into a white streak of light and quickly leaving the area.

The Divine Wind Boat was extremely fast, leaving a white trail in the air.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the mountains below rushed past.

Zhou Ding stood at the bow of the boat, his clothes fluttering, a surge of eagerness to return home welling up in his heart.

Half a day later.

Taiyue Mountains.

Familiar mountains came into view, shrouded in mist, with waterfalls and streams.

Sunlight spills across the mountains, casting a golden glow over them.

The mountains still stand majestically, the streams still murmur, and the birds still soar in the sky.

Everything felt so familiar and comforting.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Zhou Ding watched the cave dwelling getting closer and closer, and a sense of homecoming welled up in his heart.

This trip was very fruitful, but it also left him physically and mentally exhausted.

After months of traveling, I can finally get some rest.

The Divine Wind Boat landed in that secluded valley. Zhou Ding put away the magical artifact and led Zhou Jin towards the cave.

…………

Meanwhile, inside the cave, everything remained the same.

The Spirit Eye Spring continued to gush forth, its misty spiritual energy permeating the entire cave like white fog.

The spiritual herbs were growing well, their branches and leaves flourishing under the nourishment of spiritual energy, emitting a faint fragrance.

The thousand-year-old Golden Scale Fruit tree had grown even larger, its golden fruits hanging from the branches, faintly radiating a fragrant glow.