This place was filled with mountains and greenery. White fog lingered in the air, making it look like an immortal's home.
This surprised Ling Xian. He originally thought this place would be filled with demonic energy and would be eerie and scary.
"Are you surprised? Does it have to be pitch black and eerie to be considered normal? "The saintess giggled.
"Not really. I'm just surprised."
Ling Xian grinned. Not only was this place beautiful, but it was also filled with spiritual energy that was about to condense into water droplets.
What surprised him even more was that this place came with its own arrays. There were arrays for attacking, defending, and imprisoning.
This was the first time he had ever seen a place like this.
"What a mysterious place. Though the arrays are not too powerful, if a seventh leveled cultivator were to control it, it could trap three seventh leveled cultivators."
Ling Xian complimented sincerely. After all, an array that could allow a spiritual being to fight against three was not bad at all.
However, he said this array wasn't too powerful. As much as the saintess was shocked, she was also a little unhappy.
To her, this array was already very powerful. In the entire Xuan Wu continent, there weren't many like this. Yet Ling Xian said it wasn't too powerful. Naturally, the saintess wasn't happy.
"What amazing eyesight. With just a glance, he was able to see through the hidden formation."
The saintess first complimented and then argued, "It's just that saying it's not too powerful is a little over the top. The array here is one of the demonic houses' secrets. In the entire Xuan Wu continent, there aren't many arrays that can compare to this one. "
"Is that so? But that's the truth." Ling Xian rubbed his nose innocently.
To him, though the natural array was good, it was true that it wasn't too powerful.
There were too many flaws, and he could break through this array in a matter of minutes!
"Okay, I won't argue with you." The saintess was helpless. She wanted to argue but was afraid that Ling Xian would get angry.
"Maybe I was wrong." Ling Xian smiled and took a step back.
"Let me take you to a place to stay. Follow me." The saintess extended her arms and rode on a cloud.
Seeing this, Ling Xian followed behind her at a leisurely pace.
Along the way, she met many people from the Demon Sect. When they saw the Saintess, they all bowed respectfully. When they saw Ling Xian, they were confused.
In response, the Saintess smiled and did not answer.
After a while, the two of them landed on a mountain peak. Although it wasn't the highest peak, it was still towering.
"Senior, please wait here for a moment. I will go and retrieve the list of items from the treasury. When the time comes, senior can choose any two items." The Saintess smiled, causing the flowers to pale in comparison.
This brightened Ling Xian's eyes. It wasn't because of the woman's beauty, it was because of what she said.
As a colossus that had been passed down for a hundred thousand years, its treasury was bound to be filled with countless treasures. The temptation of choosing two items was hard to resist. Even he couldn't help but be tempted.
He smiled and said, "Thank you, Saintess."
"Senior, you're too polite. How can I not repay your kindness?"
The Saintess smiled and left. After a while, she returned to the mountain peak with a scroll in her hand.
"This is a list of a quarter of our Demon Sect's treasury. Please take a look, Senior."
Hearing this, Ling Xian's eyes heated up. With his back facing the Saintess, he opened the scroll.
Then, he fell into a state of shock.
Ever since he began his cultivation journey, Ling Xian has seen many treasures of different forces. Some of them even belonged to the top forces. But none of them could shock him this much.
It was far too shocking. Though there were only a few dozen items, without an exception, they were all shocking treasures.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that any one of them could create a storm of blood. Even those of the eighth level would fight to the death to get their hands on one.
Therefore, even though Ling Xian was used to seeing all kinds of treasures, he was still shocked and his heart wavered.
What was even more unbelievable was that he saw the Grass of the Netherworld on the list!
The Grass of the Netherworld was known as a heavenly treasure. It had the reputation of being able to make even the Ruler of Heaven look back and demons stop.
Its value was immeasurable and its rarity was extremely rare. Even after tens of thousands of years, one might not be born.
What could they do? The conditions for its formation were far too harsh. Only by being in a dark abyss and being shone on by the Sun for thousands of years can it be born.
Ignoring whether or not the abyss can be shone on by the Sun, the Sun alone cannot last for thousands of years!
These harsh conditions were basically impossible. Compared to the Flower of Yin and Yang, it was even worse.
The Grass of the Netherworld was one of the spiritual medicines he needed and it was ranked sixth!
Therefore, Ling Xian was stunned. His eyes were burning and full of passion.
"Strange. The list I gave him was only the second level. Though it is a rare treasure, to a seventh level cultivator, there is no reason for him to be this excited."
The Saintess was puzzled and puzzled.
However, she simply thought that Ling Xian had been living overseas for a long time and had never seen so many treasures. That was why he lost his composure.
"The demonic House has been around for 100,000 years after all. They even have the Grass of the Netherworld."
Ling Xian silently exclaimed. Then, he looked at the Saintess in a serious manner and asked in a low voice, "Dare I ask, can I really choose any two items on this list?"
"Of course. I am the Saintess after all. I have this right."
The Saintess smiled confidently. Ling Xian's lips curled up and he smiled back.
At this moment, he felt extremely lucky that he saved the Saintess and even more lucky that he made the decision to come here. Or else how could he have gotten the Grass of the Netherworld?
Only the demonic House, which has existed for 100,000 years, could possess such a spiritual medicine with such harsh conditions.
"With your words, I am no longer worried." Ling Xian grinned and searched for the second treasure on the list.
The Flower of the Netherworld was something he needed. Since this opportunity presented itself, of course he had to take it. However, the second treasure made him hesitate.
What could he do? All the treasures on the list tempted him and he couldn't give up any of them.
Sadly, he could only take two.
In the end, Ling Xian chose the Sarira.
The Ancient Buddha's Sarira was a supreme treasure that was naturally condensed from the Dharma of an eminent monk with extraordinary cultivation after he passed away. Only monks of the eighth realm and above who were proficient in the Buddhist Dharma could condense it.
Its value is immeasurable. It can calm one's heart, enlighten oneself, and suppress evil. It is a true treasure. Even if it was on the list, it would be ranked top three.
"I have made my choice."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "I want the Grass of the Netherworld and the Sarira."
"No problem. I will go get them now."
The Saintess agreed without any hesitation. However, just as she was about to leave, she froze where she stood as if she was struck by lightning.
This made Ling Xian suspicious. He didn't notice that someone was ambushing the Saintess.
"Wait … wait a second."
The Saintess turned around with difficulty and squeezed out a smile that looked uglier than crying, "Senior, what did you just say? Say it again. "
Hearing this, Ling Xian frowned, "I want the Grass of the Netherworld and the Sarira. Is there a problem?"
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