In midair, Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back. His expression turned determined.
It didn't matter if the Flower of Yin Yang was born or not, it was his only hope. He had no other choice.
"Thank you. Though the chances are slim, it is still a clue."
Ling Xian paid his respect to Dao Wangu and smiled, "Now, we are even."
"I advise you not to get your hopes up. I once guarded that place for 10 years and encountered the Sun and Moon eight times. In the end, I didn't get a single Flower of Yin Yang."
Dao Wangu softly sighed. Other than helplessness, he was disappointed.
"It doesn't matter. If it was so easy to get, people wouldn't be here so rarely."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "Is there anything else I need to be aware of?"
"Though there is no owner in that place, there are a few hidden monsters. Especially the place where ice and fire mix, there are often monsters guarding that place."
"After all, the temptation of the Flower of Yin Yang is far too great. Legend has it that watching it can enlighten you and consuming it can give you something. To any living being, it is an irresistible temptation. "
"Therefore, even though it is hard to birth, there are people who guard that place."
Dao Wangu's expression was serious, "You are not of the seventh level yet. If you go, be careful."
"There are competitors …" Ling Xian shook his head with a bitter smile, feeling troubled.
The Flower of Yin Yang was already hard to birth. Adding on competitors, it was harder than climbing up to the sky.
However, no matter how troublesome it was, he had to go!
"Work hard, little fox. I hope you can get the Flower of Yin Yang."
Dao Wangu looked at Ling Xian with a smile, "But, I hope you don't get it and die."
"Can't you just hope for the best for me?" Ling Xian glared at Divine Thief, "Do you have any other clues about the spiritual medicine?"
"No. Even if I did, I wouldn't tell you." Dao Wangu rolled his eyes.
"You are forcing me to beat you up."
Ling Xian teased, "The feeling of beating up Divine Thief should be quite good."
Hearing this, the Holy Pirate retreated without another word. He was terrified that Ling Xian would kick him again.
Though he knew Ling Xian wouldn't be heavily injured, this was far too embarrassing. If word gets out, where would he hide his face?
"What's the point of backing off? Right now, you don't have the ability to resist, nor do you have the ability to escape. "
With a smile on his face, Ling Xian appeared behind Dao Wangu like a ghost and grabbed onto his throat.
Daoist Wangu sighed helplessly, "You win, I'll help you pay attention to the other divine herbs."
"Very good." Ling Xian smiled in satisfaction and let go of his palm.
"It's my bad luck to run into a little fox like you."
Dao Wangu sighed: "Stay in the southernmost region, I'll find you if there's any news."
"Alright." Ling Xian nodded softly, his eyes were filled with gratitude.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to obtain the Dark Fragrance Silk, nor would he have gotten the news about the Yin Yang Dao Fusion Flower.
"Don't look at me like that. If you're really grateful to me, then don't scam me so many times." Diao Wangu rolled his eyes.
"I will remember this. The next time we meet, I will not trick you." Ling Xian shook his head and smiled. He planned on heading to the Southern Lands.
However, at this moment, his hair suddenly turned white and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood was dark red and emitted a black aura, giving people a shivering feeling.
This made Daoist Wangu's expression change, "You are cursed?"
"You are the famous Saint Thief after all, your eyes are extraordinary." Ling Xian softly sighed. There was some bitterness in his eyes.
After absorbing the Hundred Steps Fall, the Curse of Heaven's Abyss grew stronger and was eating away at his lifespan. Just now, he reached a critical point and his hair automatically turned white.
Luckily, other than his hair turning white, he didn't show any signs of aging and it didn't affect his battling abilities.
"What a dominating curse. No wonder you wanted to complete that mission."
Daoist Wangu's expression was serious as he poked Ling Xian's body a few times in an attempt to suppress the curse.
Sadly, it was of no use.
The Curse of Heaven's Abyss was far too dominating. Even the undefeatable emperors couldn't do anything about it, how could Daoist Wangu suppress it?
"Don't waste your energy. I won't die anytime soon." Ling Xian forced a smile. Based on his estimation, he had three more years to live.
This number was without a doubt cruel. It meant that from this moment on, his days were truly numbered.
"How long is that? One year? Two years? "Daoist Wangu glared at Ling Xian.
"Weren't you hoping for me to die?" Ling Xian grinned, "Don't worry, I still have three years."
"Three years?" Daoist Wangu was speechless, "Young man, do you know what three years means to a cultivator?"
"It means it's a blink of an eye." Ling Xian softly sighed.
Three years was far too short of a time. He might not even be able to get his hands on the Flower of Yin Yang Path, let alone all seven spiritual medicines.
Therefore, Ling Xian decided to wait while he attempted to breakthrough.
Only by breaking through to the seventh level and increasing his lifespan will he be able to temporarily get out of this crisis.
"You won't even be able to get your hands on the Flower of Yin Yang Path in such a short amount of time, let alone completing the mission."
Daoist Wangu sighed and took out a red mushroom, "Eat this. It will increase your lifespan by five years."
"It's useless. The moment it enters my body, its energy will be consumed by the curse. Even five days won't increase my lifespan."
Ling Xian bitterly smiled. If this was in the beginning, he could still consume spiritual medicines to prolong his lifespan.
But after consuming the Hundred Steps Fall, the Curse of Heaven's Abyss grew stronger and stronger. Any spiritual medicine will be consumed by it. To put it simply, all life-prolonging items were useless to him.
If he wants to live, there are only two ways. Either he can lift the curse or he can break through to the seventh level.
"So dominating?"
Daoist Wangu exclaimed. Then, he remembered something and said, "Damn, you aren't cursed by Heaven's Abyss, are you?"
"You guessed right. It is the Curse of Heaven's Abyss." Ling Xian shrugged.
"Damn, you are insane!"
Daoist Wangu's heart skipped a beat. The way he looked at Ling Xian was like he was looking at a monster.
Though he was cursed by Heaven's Abyss, to be able to return alive from it was already unbelievable. Naturally, the Divine Thief was shocked.
"If it was that powerful, I wouldn't have failed." Ling Xian bitterly smiled, his brows were full of worry.
Seeing this, Daoist Wangu consoled, "There's no point in worrying. Since the medicine is useless, you can only breakthrough."
"That's what I plan to do." Ling Xian softly sighed. Compared to the extremely difficult seventh level, three years of time was very short.
It was so short that even he wasn't confident.
"I have no other choice. You can only rely on yourself." Daoist Wangu sighed deeply.
"You have helped me enough. What happens next …"
Ling Xian smiled and paid his respect, "Goodbye. Don't worry, I won't die that easily."
Then, he no longer hesitated. He flapped his snowy wings and disappeared.
"You little fox, don't you dare die."
Staring into the south, Daoist Wangu sighed and disappeared.
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