Su Ming's footsteps came to a halt and he turned his head around to look at the man in white.
The man lifted his left hand and brought out a storage bag from his bosom. Once he counted through it, he threw it towards Su Ming, and the bag immediately charged towards him. Once Su Ming caught it, he looked at it with rapt attention.
There were exactly two hundred and ten thousand Shaman Crystals in there. This large sum might not be much to some people in the World of Nine Yin, but to Su Ming, this was the largest amount of Shaman Crystals he had ever obtained.
However, compared to these Shaman Crystals, what caught Su Ming's attention was the Crimson Stone placed in this layer! Su Ming took a few steps forward, and right under the man in white's gaze, he arrived beside the Crimson Stone. He lifted his right hand and swung his arm. Immediately, the gigantic Crimson Stone disappeared and was put away into his storage bag. However, he was very cautious and did not place it with the small black humanoid. Instead, he placed it in another bag.
Once he put away the large Crimson Stone, Su Ming brought out the remaining Scattering Dusts from his bosom and threw them at the man in white. Immediately, the Scattering Dusts charged towards the man in white. Once he caught them, Su Ming turned around and walked towards the Relocation Rune.
The Rune shone. When Su Ming disappeared, the man in white lifted his head, and a dark look appeared on his face, as if he was hesitating about something. At that moment, distortions and ripples suddenly appeared behind him, and an old man dressed in a long black robe walked out. That old man held a snake-headed staff in his hand.
The man in white immediately lowered his head and bowed towards the old man with an incredibly respectful look on his face.
Once the old man walked out, he looked at the Relocation Rune Su Ming had used and spoke in a hoarse voice, "This person's power is mixed up. I can sense a faint sense of danger coming from him. Don't think about anything else."
"He can make you feel danger, Master? Could it be … Could it be that this person is a Latter Shaman? "the man in white lifted his head and asked hesitantly.
"That's a possibility. What's with that Crimson Stone of yours? And how many more Scattering Dusts do we need? "the old man asked languidly after remaining silent for a moment.
"Master, I obtained that Crimson Stone by chance in the past. It's not an item from any of the treasure gambling events. I originally wanted to study it, but it's empty inside. It's just a useless stone.
"As for the Scattering Dusts, with the three of them that are of pretty good quality today, we only need two more!" the man in white immediately said.
"Two …" The old man pondered for a moment before he turned around and left, disappearing into the distorted ripples.
Once Su Ming walked out of Nine Shaman Pavilion, he did not immediately return to the inn. Instead, he wandered around Shaman City and spread his divine sense outwards. When he was certain that no one was following him, he returned to his original appearance and put on the black mask. When dusk arrived, he went to the various shops in Shaman City and spent nearly one hundred thousand Shaman Crystals to buy all the herbs he needed. Only then did he return to the inn with a calm expression on his face.
By the time he returned to his room in the inn, the sky was already turning dark. Su Ming sat down cross-legged in his room and filled the area with his divine sense, causing everything in the area to be under the control of his divine sense. Then, he took a deep breath and brought out the mountain rock he had obtained from the auction outside Freezing Sky Clan from his storage bag. He looked at the small black humanoid meditating on the mountain rock and narrowed his eyes.
"Just what is this..? I only know that its finger is one of the main ingredients for creating the Welcoming of Deities …" Su Ming mumbled to himself and swept his gaze across the small black humanoid.
The characteristics of the mountain rock were somewhat similar to the Crimson Stone. It was difficult for Su Ming to examine it with his divine sense, which was why he had not connected them together previously. However, now that he looked at it, he found that the similarities between the two were increasing.
After a long while, Su Ming averted his gaze and lifted his right hand to pat his storage bag. Immediately, a dark red light shone, and the gigantic Crimson Stone appeared before him.
The instant the Crimson Stone appeared, Su Ming immediately saw the small black humanoid in the mountain rock by his side shudder, as if it was struggling to open its eyes. The picture at the center of its brows flashed, and the seven-leaf snake-headed herb appeared once again.
After a few moments, the small black humanoid trembled even more furiously. Waves of black mist spread out from its body, and like ink dripping on water, it spread through the transparent mountain rock.
At that moment, Su Ming's pupils shrank. A sense of danger suddenly rose in his heart, and it came too suddenly.
"Give it to me … Give it to me …" Suddenly, a hoarse and resentful voice reverberated in Su Ming's room. The moment that voice spoke, Su Ming's divine sense in the room immediately sensed a chilling chill. That voice seemed to have come from an unknown amount of time ago. There was a longing and an ancient feeling in those words, and it could make all those who heard it feel as if they were rotting away.
"Give it … to me … I promise you a life of riches … I promise you a life of supremacy … Give it … to me …" There was a strange power contained in that voice. As it traveled through the room, it stirred up Su Ming's divine sense, causing an endless amount of distortions to appear around him, causing everything in the room to look unrecognizable.
A focused glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. As his divine sense trembled and surged, he let out a cold harrumph and cut off that voice. With a wave of his arm, he immediately put away the mountain rock with the small black humanoid into his storage bag, then quickly sealed it with his divine sense!
"Give it to me … Give it to me … Give it to me …" After a long while, the voice in the storage bag gradually faded away and became increasingly weaker. Eventually, under Su Ming's observation, the small black humanoid slowly calmed down, and the black mist that had spread out also slowly flowed back into the small humanoid's body.
As the black mist disappeared, Su Ming's sense of danger also disappeared. His eyes sparkled, and when he turned his head around to look at his surroundings, his pupils shrank. Everything in the room had turned into ashes, and when Su Ming looked over, they disappeared on the ground.
The entire room was now empty.
Only the Crimson Stone remained quietly before Su Ming. Not a single change could be detected on it.
Su Ming remained silent for some time. He was still frowning. This was the first time he heard the small black humanoid's voice. He had originally thought that it was an inanimate object, but by the looks of it … that was not the case.
'Just what is that small black humanoid..? Why did it change so much when it saw the Crimson Stone? Could it be that the shining picture at the center of its brows is the thing that exists in the Crimson Stone?' Su Ming looked at the Crimson Stone, and a resolute look appeared in his eyes.
'I can ignore what the small black humanoid is for the time being. As for the Crimson Stone, it's fine if it's empty, but if there's really a medicinal herb in there that no one can find and that herb looks exactly like the picture at the center of the small humanoid's brows, then …' Su Ming stood up and walked to the Crimson Stone's side. Once he cast it a few glances, he lifted his right hand and pressed down on the stone. With it, the Crimson Stone immediately started trembling, and pieces of powder fell off.
Su Ming frowned. The power of his palm strike just now was enough to shatter mountains and break stones, but when it landed on the Crimson Stone, it had only caused some cracks to appear on its surface.
Su Ming looked at the numerous small holes on the Crimson Stone and took a few steps back. Green light shone at the center of his brows, and immediately, the small sword flew out. With a sword whistle, green light shone brilliantly, and the small sword charged forward to cut down on the stone.
That one cut immediately caused a booming sound to ring in the air. If Su Ming had not used his divine sense to seal off everything around him, that sound would have immediately spread through the entire inn.
Once the booming sound faded away, the small sword was lifted, and a crack that was about three feet deep appeared on the surface of the Crimson Stone. When he saw this, Su Ming's expression changed.
'What a sturdy stone!' Su Ming fell into a moment of pensive silence before he lifted his right hand and pointed at the small sword. Immediately, the small sword closed in on the Crimson Stone with a howl once again. This time, it did not cut down, but pierced through the handle with the tip of the sword.
With a slap, the small sword sank into the stone completely. This scene caused Su Ming's eyes to sparkle. After a moment, the small sword flew out, changed its position, and pierced through the stone once again.
This process repeated itself several times. Then, the hole formed after the small sword pierced through the stone and was pulled out turned into a straight line that cut through the center of the Crimson Stone.
'This stone is very strange. I can only cut through three inches, but if the tip of the sword pierces through it, it'll be much easier …' Su Ming lifted his right hand, formed a seal, and pointed at the small sword. Immediately, the sword floated into midair, and as it shone, it swiftly grew bigger. Once it turned into a sword that was nearly ten feet long, it swiftly cut down on the center of the Crimson Stone that was formed by the numerous holes formed by the sword.
The sword sliced through the stone, and cracking sounds mixed with the booming sounds. Those were the sounds of the small holes shattering and connecting with each other. As the booming sounds disappeared and Su Ming lifted the sword, the Crimson Stone before him trembled, then crumbled right down the middle and was split into two halves.
The center of each half of the stone was empty. If the two halves were merged together, they would form a circular hollow. By the looks of it, someone had used some unknown method to separate the two halves.
Su Ming took a few steps forward and stared at the two halves of the stone. Eventually, his gaze fell on the half on the right. The faint medicinal fragrance was spreading out from this half.
Su Ming fell into a moment of pensive silence, then controlled the small virescent sword to cut through the stone once again. Once it was split into seven or eight halves, Su Ming picked up one of them.
It was a stone with an irregular shape, and it was about the size of two palms. When Su Ming picked up the stone, a faint medicinal fragrance wafted into his nose. The source of that fragrance came from this stone.
In fact, Su Ming could even see a broken part of a leaf at the spot where he was looking. That leaf had already fused with the stone, but if he took a closer look, he would still be able to see its existence.
It was a leaf, but when Su Ming cut through it, he had cut off half of its corner.
With the stone in hand, Su Ming continued pressing down on it with his left hand. His actions were very gentle, and a large amount of powder fell off. Gradually, the stone became smaller, and after two hours, only half of the stone remained in Su Ming's hand.
Su Ming looked at the stone in his hand with a dumbfounded expression. A brilliant light gradually appeared in his eyes, because the stone in his hand was no longer dark red, but transparent …
That transparent appearance was exactly the same as the mountain rock in which the small black humanoid was!
Within the transparent stone was a medicinal herb with seven leaves. Six of the leaves no longer had any signs of life, and one of the leaves had even lost half of its corner.
However, there was still a long leaf with a tip that looked like a snake. It might have been sealed in the stone, but when Su Ming looked at it, he could still feel that there was life within it. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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