Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 562: The Cave Dwelling of Ancestors
After discussing the plan, the five quickly began to allocate the spoils.
Liu Yu, High Sword Cold, and the Old Daoist of the Azure Tower received the “Golden Scale Fruit,” while Mu Yunyan obtained the Golden Scale Fruit Tree. Zhuo Mengzhen, however, was still neglected by the four.
With the situation handled and the distribution of spiritual objects completed, the five had no intention of lingering.
They swiftly left the Crimson Blood Marsh, flying northeast.
Soon, five escape lights shot into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The Crimson Blood Marsh was left in ruins, now just a scorched earth with no signs of life.
However, the power of a golden core cultivator was not enough to damage the roots of this spiritual land. Although the surface was unrecognizable and riddled with ravines, the spiritual vein remained intact.
Even if it were to recover naturally, it would only take a few years for the place to regain its vitality.
Such a large piece of spiritual land would soon welcome a new master.
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As they flew away, the five continued with their previous method.
Zhuo Mengzhen activated the “Azure Soul Veil” to conceal the five’s figures, as well as the fluctuations of their spiritual pressure, breath, and magical power.
Mu Yunyan flew ahead, using her powerful spiritual consciousness to observe the situation in front.
Meanwhile, Liu Yu, High Sword Cold, and the Old Daoist of the Azure Tower used their spiritual consciousness to scan other directions to prevent encountering third-order demonic cultivators.
“Friend Qingyang.”
“What do you think, how soon will the Royal Court of the Demonic Race discover what happened in the Crimson Blood Marsh?”
While flying, the Old Daoist of the Azure Tower approached with a hint of worry.
Though obtaining the “Golden Scale Fruit” was a joyous event, the risk of being discovered by the Royal Court of the Demonic Race made it seem unworthy.
After all, the Golden Scale Fruit was not part of their original plan.
If given the choice, they would likely have preferred to pass through the Crimson Blood Marsh silently.
Acquiring the Golden Scale Fruit merely provided more time for future breakthroughs into yuan ying but did not yield an immediate boost in strength.
In fact, it made their already precarious situation even more dangerous.
At over five hundred years of age, the Old Daoist of the Azure Tower was still only at the Golden Core Mid Stage. Even with the “Golden Scale Fruit,” the hope of forming yuan ying remained slim.
Instead, it put his life at risk!
Thinking of this, he cast a resentful glance at Zhuo Mengzhen, clearly harboring grudges.
“I merely hastily arranged things. If the demonic cultivators inspect thoroughly, they will likely discover it soon.”
“At most ten days to half a month, and at the least three to five days; it’s all uncertain.”
Liu Yu pondered, then shook his head.
Having set it up himself, he had tried his best to conceal any traces.
However, due to the urgency, some evidences were left unattended, and they couldn’t delay for too long.
On this matter, he had the most authority.
“In that case, it will be troublesome.”
“Next, if the Royal Court of the Demonic Race issues an order, we will likely face siege and interception.”
Realizing this, the Old Daoist of the Azure Tower’s expression turned grim, the joy of obtaining the Golden Scale Fruit completely vanished.
Liu Yu and the others looked equally grim.
Zhuo Mengzhen clenched her silver teeth, becoming increasingly cautious while activating the “Azure Soul Veil.”
Although she felt some resentment, she didn’t dare to show it.
With the mistake already made, and being the weakest among them, she had even less authority to speak at this moment.
“How can this be good?!”
Although they still had the freedom to escape, the emergence of such unforeseen circumstances left the Old Daoist of the Azure Tower feeling pessimistic, his brows furrowed all the way.
Liu Yu also wore a serious expression, slightly frowning as he contemplated solutions.