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Lin Quan
"So powerful? Heaven Climbing Vine? That's … that's the Heaven Climbing Vine!" When Zheng Qiushuang heard that even the Heaven Climbing Vine was devoured, she was even more shocked. The Heaven Climbing Vine was a legendary demonic vine that could connect to the Heaven World. If one could obtain the Heaven Climbing Vine, one could ascend to the Heaven World and become an immortal.
"That's why I want to nurture it. Although it's difficult, if I can really nurture this wooden stick, it will definitely be extremely powerful and terrifying." Yang Hongwu said.
"Yes, husband. You can definitely do it." Zheng Qiushuang's eyes were filled with splendor. The man she had her eyes on was just so powerful and outstanding.
He had even obtained the Heaven Climbing Vine before.
Although his journey had been fraught with danger, and he had narrowly escaped death, it had always been more daunting than dangerous.
And he had always been able to grow in danger.
Fate?
The main character of the world? The one blessed by the heavens?
That's right, my husband must be the Son of Providence of this world.
Legend had it that a Son of Fate would be born in the Ancient Desolate Continent every 100,000 years. They were blessed by the heavens and their lives would be glorious. Along the way, there would be mountains of corpses and seas of bones. All of their enemies would be killed mercilessly and become their stepping stones to reach the peak.
After the wooden stick absorbed the water of the Longevity Pool, the hint of green on it became more obvious.
Soon, it turned into a ray of light and entered Yang Hongwu's Spiritual Palace.
A message was transmitted from the Spiritual Palace. It was a joyful feeling, as though it was asking Yang Hongwu to find more things for it. The Longevity Pool's water and the mysterious mist.
The Longevity Pool's water wasn't easy to find. But the mist was definitely abundant in the Mourning Soul Mountain Range.
If it absorbed all the mysterious mist in the Mourning Soul Mountain Range, would it make the wooden stick sprout?
If it could, it would be great.
"Let's go." Yang Hongwu held Zheng Qiushuang's hand.
In the Mourning Soul Mountain Range, the mist was extremely corrosive and could affect one's mind.
However, it had no effect on Yang Hongwu and Ye Zichen. Instead, it was the tonic of the wooden stick. If someone were to know about it, they would be extremely shocked.
The two of them continued forward.
Yang Hongwu felt that the wooden stick was leading the way for him.
After walking for a while, Yang Hongwu was surprised to find a spiritual herb in front of him. It was a Grade Six spiritual herb, Blood Origin Grass.
"Our luck is too good. It's actually a sixth-tier spirit herb." Zheng Qiushuang also found it unbelievable. She did not expect to find a Blood Origin Grass, a sixth-grade Spiritual Herb, in such a short time after entering the Mourning Soul Mountain Range.
"Be careful. There are savage beasts guarding the vicinity of grade six spirit herbs," said Yang Hongwu.
"Don't worry, husband, I know." Zheng Qiushuang walked over and saw a small red snake sticking out its tongue beside the Blood Origin Grass.
"This is a level five peak savage beast, the Red Thread Krait." Hua Qianxue reminded, "This Red Thread Krait is extremely poisonous. However, its venom is the key ingredient for cultivating the Red Blood Poisonous Palm."
"Red Blood Poisonous Palm?" Yang Hongwu frowned. He had heard of the Red Blood Poisonous Palm before. It was a very cruel and poisonous skill. If one was hit by the Red Blood Poisonous Palm, his body would rot and his blood would flow backward. It would be a fate worse than death.
"That's right. Don't be bitten by this Red Thread Krait. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome." Zheng Qiushuang moved. She kept waving the sword in her hand, drawing out streaks of silver light.
There were sword shadows everywhere.
Only the sound of "ding ding dang dang" could be heard. The long sword kept attacking the small snake.
"What a strong defense." Yang Hongwu looked at the Red Thread Krait that was sent flying. Zheng Qiushuang's attack only left a few white marks on the snake's body.
"Release the Nine Frost Centipede. Now that the Nine Frost Centipede has reached the level of a sixth-grade savage beast, this Red Thread Krait is the best tonic for it," said Hua Qianxue.
Hearing this, Yang Hongwu quickly released the Nine Frost Centipede.
As soon as the Nine Frost Centipede appeared, it turned into a streak of silver light and shot towards the Red Thread Krait.
It crashed into the Red Thread Krait heavily.
The two streaks of light, one red and one white, kept crossing each other at an extremely fast speed.
After a few collisions, their speed slowed down. Many of the scales on the Red Thread Krait fell off. The Nine Frost Centipede was also injured.
Yang Hongwu was wondering if he should help the Nine Frost Centipede. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the Nine Frost Centipede moved again. It shot out like a sharp arrow.
Looking again, the Nine Frost Centipede's mouth was biting the Red Thread Krait's golden ring.
The Red Thread Krait twitched a few times and stopped moving.
Then, the Nine Frost Centipede became bigger and swallowed the whole body of the Red Thread Krait. Then, it flew back and landed in Yang Hongwu's palm.
The stronger the strength and the higher the level, the smaller the Nine Frost Centipede became.
Its crystal clear body was like a jade carving. It was very beautiful.
Yang Hongwu kept the Nine Frost Centipede.
On the other side, Zheng Qiushuang had already carefully dug out the Blood Vitality Grass.
"Blood Vitality Grass."
When Zheng Qiushuang passed the Blood Vitality Grass to Yang Hongwu, a voice came from not far away. A man walked out.
"Little brother, can you give this Blood Vitality Grass to me?"
The man asked for the Blood Vitality Grass. Yang Hongwu frowned. If you want it, then give it to me. Damn it, I'm not familiar with you. Why should I give it to you?
"Who are you?" Yang Hongwu looked at the man and said coldly, "Why should I give it to you?"
"Excuse me. I'm Lin Quan, a pro-disciple of the Kunlun Academy. I've been looking for this Blood Vitality Grass for a long time. It's very helpful to me. I hope you can give it to me." Lin Quan looked at Yang Hongwu and said again.
In Lin Quan's mind, once the other party heard his name, he would definitely hand over the Blood Yuan Grass. After all, his name, Lin Quan, was extremely famous in the Ancient Desolate Continent. He was one of the five true disciples of the Kunlun Academy.
"You're Lin Quan from the Kunlun Academy?"
"That's me. It's just a small name." Lin Quan's mouth curled up into a smile. He thought to himself, "This kid will probably give up the Blood Vitality Grass respectfully."
"Sorry, I've never heard of you." Yang Hongwu's next words made Lin Quan want to vomit blood.
This bastard dared to make fun of him. Lin Quan's eyes suddenly darkened. He looked at Yang Hongwu coldly and said, "Little brother, are you sure you're talking to me? Are you kidding? "
Yang Hongwu smiled and snorted at the guy's threat. He said, "Do I need to joke? You're Lin Quan, right? Get out of my sight. Who do you think you are? You want my Blood Yuan Grass? Even if the leader of your Kunlun Academy comes here, I won't give you the Blood Yuan Grass. "
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