Little Hei had a mysterious power, especially the True Samadhi Flame. It was an existence that surpassed the Sacred Flame. Even the Sacred Flame could not compare to it. Once touched, even a God would not be able to escape.
How could the hidden Flood Dragon not be afraid? He originally wanted to snatch Yang Wu's Dragon-Phoenix Fruit, but now it could be said that he had shot himself in the foot.
Yang Wu did not have a good impression of this Flood Dragon. He directly said to the Flood Dragon Patriarch, "I won't trade for the Dragon-Phoenix Fruit. Little Hei, let's go."
This time, the Flood Dragon Patriarch was anxious. He stopped Yang Wu and Little Hei and said, "Yang Wu, Medicine Saint, don't be angry. The Patriarch has not been involved in external affairs for a long time and does not know the situation. I will make the decision here. I will open the door to the treasury for you. Our Flood Dragon Treasury has many treasures and will definitely satisfy you."
The Flood Dragon Patriarch did not say anything else. He took out a token and began to activate the giant bronze door. The door to the treasury slowly opened.
Whoosh whoosh!
Rays of Sacred Light shot out from the bronze door. It was so bright that it could blind a dog's eyes.
Yang Wu was also shocked by this shocking aura.
His eyes twitched. He could see through all obstacles and looked inside. When he saw the piles of treasures casually placed, he could not help but suck in a cold breath. "Hiss, they are really rich."
This huge treasury was filled with mountains of herbs and all kinds of stones. There were also many spiritual pearls and strange objects. The value of each item was astonishing. It was worthy of being the Flood Dragon Clan's treasury.
It was rumored that the True Dragon Clan loved to collect all kinds of treasures. The Flood Dragon Clan continued this hobby and also created a treasury to collect all kinds of treasures.
However, these Spirit Demons were not as careful as humans when it came to storing treasures. Many of the treasures were casually placed to the side. Many of the herbs were crushed and many of the spiritual objects lost their Spirit Qi as time passed. Some of the treasures were mixed together and corroded each other.
"What a waste of heavenly treasures!" Yang Wu could not help but exclaim.
"They are all low-level items, but they are still useful to you," Little Hei said indifferently.
Before the Jiao Dragon Patriarch could say anything, Little Hei had already run into the treasury.
The Flood Dragon Tribe Leader said to Yang Wu, "Please, Medicine Saint Yang Wu. Pick whatever you need."
The Dragon Phoenix Fruit was hard to come by in a hundred thousand years. Every single one was extremely important to them. If they couldn't get it, the other branches of the Jiao Dragon would definitely be willing to pay a huge price to get it. Therefore, no matter what, he had to get the Dragon Phoenix Fruit.
"Aren't you not allowed to enter?" Yang Wu asked.
"Yes, yes," the Flood Dragon said hurriedly.
The old Flood Dragon refused to speak and had already slipped into the shadows. Everything was left to the Flood Dragon Patriarch to deal with.
Yang Wu walked in. The Treasury Hall was extremely spacious. It was as if he had entered a super palace. All kinds of materials were piled up like mountains.
He casually glanced around and saw quite a number of saint grade treasures. There were even more Minor Saint grade treasures.
"Three-thousand-year-old Blood Corals. There must be at least several thousand of them. Just throwing them here will cause them to lose more than half of their medicinal properties."
"That's a five-thousand-year-old Flood Dragon Vine. It's such a pity that it's not intact."
"Eh, that's the Water Moon Divine Flower. I didn't expect to see it here. It's so beautiful."
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Yang Wu looked at the wasted herbs and felt his heart bleeding. If these herbs were all his, he could refine a large amount of pills and convert them into more valuable items.
"I can't let them waste like this. I should take the opportunity to exchange for more herbs." Yang Wu took a deep breath and began to choose what he needed.
Yang Wu used one Dragon Phoenix Fruit to exchange for ten divine herbs and three thousand saint herbs. He could choose the saint herbs, but he wouldn't leave the divine herbs here. Even though the Flood Dragon Tribe was careless, they wouldn't be so careless. The divine herbs had their own spirit. Every single one of them could fly in the sky and burrow into the ground. They had to be sealed with the power of restrictions. Otherwise, they would escape.
Yang Wu considered the most common pills for increasing strength, tempering the body, increasing speed, healing, and so on. He chose the saint herbs and small saint herbs.
In the end, he realized that although there were many herbs here, there were only one type of herbs. For example, there were many Blood Corals, Flood Dragon Vines, and some herbs in the water. There were only a few other types of herbs.
However, when he thought about it, the Flood Dragon Tribe didn't know much about these herbs. They collected these herbs based on their own interests. They weren't like Jiang Yi who needed to consider alchemy.
After choosing a circle of herbs, he finally looked at the other materials. He saw a "Golden Lightning Stone". It was a high-grade Lightning Stone that could attract the mutated Golden Snake Lightning. It was a stone for tempering the body, and it was also a saint herb for refining weapons. He also saw a dozen Sealing Beads. They were all inheritances left behind by the human race. They should have been killed by the Flood Dragon Tribe, or they had accidentally obtained them. There was also a crystal full of cold air. The cold air it released was so cold that even he felt like he couldn't withstand it …
"Little Wu, you can take this Golden Lightning Stone. You can also take the Sealing Beads here. They won't have anything left here anyway. Also, you can't miss out on the Ice Soul Holy Crystal. You can't let go of the Soul Whip either …" Little Hei grabbed a top-grade saint herb and stuffed it into its mouth. It transmitted its voice to Yang Wu.
Only Little Hei would eat saint herbs as if they were cabbages.
Yang Wu was willing to accept Little Hei's opinion. It wasn't someone who was willing to suffer losses. Therefore, he waved his hand and took all the treasures.
Although these things were precious, they were nothing in the eyes of the Flood Dragon Tribe leader. Especially the things left behind by the human race, the Flood Dragon Tribe didn't need them at all. It didn't matter if they gave them to Yang Wu as a gift.
After Yang Wu picked one round, he finally got everything he needed.
It was much more than he had imagined. At least, it was enough for him to use for a long time. It wouldn't be a problem for him to refine many pills.
Among these saint items, the most precious one was the Soul Whip. His Fighting Soul was lacking a suitable weapon. The Soul Whip would undoubtedly solve his urgent need. Once he refined this soul weapon, the strength of his Fighting Soul would rise to another level.
He couldn't use the demon race's soul weapon at all. He had to let Little Hei refine it again before he could use it. It was better to use this human race's soul weapon.
After that, the Flood Dragon Tribe leader brought them to a forbidden area behind the treasury. That was the place that the old Flood Dragon secretly guarded. It was also the place where the divine herbs were.
The old Flood Dragon called Ao Zhou couldn't figure out Little Hei's origins and couldn't see through Little Hei's strength. It didn't dare to act rashly and obediently opened the forbidden area. There was a small herb garden there, emitting waves of divine aura. Anyone who stepped into this place would be able to feel the astonishing Xuan Qi. Dozens of different divine herbs were planted here, filling this space.
After reaching the Star Rune Realm, one could open up spatial restrictions. This small space was the restricted space that the Flood Dragon Tribe had opened up.
Little Hei's eyes shone brightly. It quickly rushed toward the divine herbs.
Just as it was about to grab an old ginseng, the old ginseng rippled with divine power and bounced Little Hei away.
The old ginseng quickly burrowed into the ground and disappeared without a trace.
Little Hei was unwilling to give up. It charged toward another Divine Moon Flower. The Divine Moon Flower emitted waves of gentle energy that formed a light and blocked Little Hei.
"You divine herbs that have gained sentience! Do you believe that I'll eat all of you in one bite?" Little Hei said angrily.
It wasn't that it didn't have the ability to eat these divine herbs. It just didn't want to unleash its power.
"That's a 10,000-year-old ginseng, right? It even gained a form. How miraculous!"
"And that Divine Moon Flower. It looks like a real moon. It's so beautiful."
"Is that a Nine-leaf star in the corner?"
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Yang Wu was almost drooling when he saw the divine herbs here.
It wasn't that he had never seen divine herbs before. He had seen them in the Alchemist Alliance's medicinal academy. However, this was his first time seeing a living divine herb like this. It truly amazed him. He yearned to grow divine herbs like this one day.
"Each divine herb is extraordinarily valuable. If it weren't for the Dragon Phoenix Fruit, my clan wouldn't be willing to use them," the flood dragon patriarch said, his heart bleeding.
"Don't feel troubled, flood dragon patriarch. Although the divine herbs here aren't bad, they're not as useful to you as the Dragon Phoenix Fruit," Yang Wu said bluntly.
The flood dragon patriarch nodded slightly. He understood that Yang Wu was right.
Although the divine herbs were good, they were useless if they couldn't help them break through to the Demon God realm.
"Little Hei, you choose." Yang Wu let Little Hei make the decision. He trusted Little Hei's judgment.
Naturally, Little Hei wouldn't stand on ceremony with Yang Wu. It quickly chose the ten most precious divine herbs.
The old flood dragon in the dark obediently plucked the ten divine herbs and offered them up.
Yang Wu also handed the two Dragon Phoenix Fruits to the flood dragon patriarch. He still had six Dragon Phoenix Fruits. He had to make good use of them.
He wondered if he should go to the other flood dragon tribes or the Fire Phoenix tribe to trade for one or two. He desired large amounts of herbs.
After some hesitation, he didn't do so.
The Dragon Phoenix Fruit was of great importance. He still had a great use for it. It could help the clan cultivate stronger saints or even demigods.
Yang Wu once again returned to the main hall of the Flood Dragon Palace. He wasn't in a hurry to leave. The flood dragon tribe still had to prepare a batch of ordinary herbs and saint stones for him.
"Zhenlong, you can stay here and cultivate until you become a saint," Yang Wu said to Yang Zhenlong.
After saying that, he handed a few pieces of dragon bone to Yang Zhenlong. These were divine true dragon bones. To Yang Zhenlong, it was enough for him to transform into a dragon.
"Father, don't worry. I will become stronger as soon as possible. I will be able to help you soon," Yang Zhenlong said solemnly.
"Mm. I will ask Uncle Little Hei to teach you a couple of dragon tribe mystiques and a body tempering technique. The next time we meet, you should be able to transform into a dragon." Yang Wu nodded and looked at Little Hei. Little Hei rolled its eyes. "Woof, woof. Little Wu, do you really think I'm an all-purpose elixir? You can apply it wherever you need it."
"He's your nephew," Yang Wu said seriously.
"What does that have to do with me? I don't care if he lives or dies."
"He's your nephew."
"Say that again if you dare. I will fall out with you."
"He's your nephew."
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