Chapter 642 538: Xiaohan's Essence Blood Is the Most Precious

Under the Golden Mirror Wanderer's guidance, Pei Yuhang and Shang Miaoyan passed through layers of dark, winding labyrinthine corridors to arrive at what he called the "Medicinal Garden."

The space before them suddenly opened up. It was no longer a narrow corridor, but a vast White Jade Square.

In front of the White Jade Square stood nine surging waterfalls. Through them, one could faintly see a verdant garden shrouded in Immortal Qi, resembling a celestial palace.

That must be the Abyssal Sea Palace's Medicinal Garden, which housed the Rebirth Lotus Root.

As time passed, more and more Cultivators began to arrive.

Pei Yuhang learned from the Cultivators who had arrived early that the waterfalls contained a restriction that prohibited flight.

A powerful Demon Beast also stood guard in the pool below. Many who had tried to charge in were devoured, and so far, not a single person had succeeded in getting past.

Knowing they couldn't get through, they decided not to risk it.

As Pei Yuhang was lost in thought, he suddenly heard Shang Miaoyan say from behind him:

"The Spiritual Qi is so dense. It's even richer than my private seclusion chamber. This place is perfect for cultivation."

She took a deep breath, her full chest rising and falling gently with each breath.

Many other Cultivators noticed this as well. They immediately sat down on the White Jade Square, closed their eyes, and began to cultivate.

Although they were suppressed by the Abyssal Sea Palace and couldn't display cultivation higher than the Golden Core realm, the Spiritual Qi they absorbed and the growth in their Dao Practice were genuine. Once they left the palace, they would be able to break through their bottlenecks quickly.

Many Cultivators knew they weren't strong enough to explore further, so they prepared to simply cultivate outside the Medicinal Garden until the Secret Realm closed.

Suddenly, a commotion rippled through the crowd.

"If you're not going to seize treasures in the Abyssal Sea Palace, what's the point of risking your lives to come here? A bunch of cowards! All of you, get out of my way!"

A furious shout exploded like a clap of thunder, rolling across the White Jade Square.

The black-robed youth who had spoken strode forward, the long saber in his hand humming and vibrating.

Though the blade hadn't moved, a sharp saber intent had already swept out like a fierce gale, forcing the surrounding Cultivators to stagger back. One even let out a muffled grunt as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

His expression was grim as he swept his contemptuous gaze over the crowd.

"Heh. A bunch of trash who don't even dare to fight for treasure."

Before his voice had even faded, he stomped his foot, and the Jade Bricks beneath him fractured into a spiderweb of cracks.

His body blurred into a streak of blood-red light, shooting like an arrow from a bow straight toward the Ninefold Waterfall!

The light of his saber flared, its Gang Qi like a striking dragon!

Though he could only exert the power of Foundation Establishment Perfection, his Saber Gang was so overbearing that it was even more terrifying than a full-powered strike from an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator!

As the saber's light passed, the first six layers of the waterfall were cleaved in two. Amidst a thunderous roar, the water surged backward, and Yao Feng's figure charged through to the other side!

"It's the Young Sect Leader of the Blood Shadow Sect, Yao Feng!" a Cultivator exclaimed, his face turning pale.

Seeing him, a glimmer appeared in Shang Miaoyan's eyes. She parted her red lips and whispered in Pei Yuhang's ear.

"He reached the Void Refining realm three years ago and has a fearsome reputation among the younger generation of the Demon Dao... Of course, he's nothing compared to you, Xiaohan."

"Among the young Cultivators of our generation, you're probably the first to reach the Mahayana realm."

Her eyes flickered for a moment before she added, "That guy has pursued me many times, but I've always paid him no mind."

Unfortunately, Pei Yuhang was in no mood to listen to Shang Miaoyan's gossip. His attention was completely fixed on the Cold Spring beneath the Ninefold Waterfall, his eyes narrowed.

"Something is about to come out."

ROAR—!

With a sky-shattering roar, the Cold Pool exploded.

A jet-black Flood Dragon burst from the water, its body covered in menacing scales and its eyes as red as blood. It opened its cavernous maw and lunged straight for Yao Feng!

Yao Feng's pupils contracted. Though he had been on guard, the Flood Dragon's speed far exceeded his expectations.

He hastily raised his saber to block, but the Flood Dragon's immense force was like a tidal wave, sending him flying backward!

He cursed, forcing himself to stabilize his body in mid-air. He unleashed a flurry of saber strikes, clashing with the Flood Dragon for several moves, only to discover that with his cultivation suppressed, he was no match for the beast at all!

CRACK!

With a single swipe of its claw, the Flood Dragon shattered his Protective Gang Qi!

Yao Feng's expression turned grim. A vicious glint flashed in his eyes as he suddenly pulled a blood-red Jade Talisman from his robes.

BOOM—!

Only by sacrificing a precious Magical Treasure and causing it to self-destruct did Yao Feng manage to temporarily repel the Flood Dragon. He used the blast to retreat, landing in a sorry state back on the White Jade Square with a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The humiliation was made even worse by the memory of his arrogant boasts just moments before. Yao Feng felt he had completely lost face.

His face darkened as his gaze swept over the crowd.

Then, his gaze fell upon a certain Saintess, and his eyes lit up. The hostility within them instantly transformed into a burning intensity.

"Business Saintess... so you were here too. Honestly, why didn't you give me a heads-up when I made my move just now? If we had joined forces, we definitely could have passed this trial."

Yao Feng walked over with a smile and a polite tone. He had long admired Shang Miaoyan, known as the greatest beauty in the world, but more than that, he was now seeking an ally.

However, Shang Miaoyan paid the man no mind. She tugged on Pei Yuhang's hand and said softly:

"Xiaohan, shall we cross?"

Pei Yuhang nodded. "Let's go."

The pair walked past Yao Feng toward the edge of the waterfall.

Completely ignored by Shang Miaoyan, Yao Feng's smile stiffened. But for once, the typically lawless man didn't fly into a rage.

This was because just as he had been about to approach and drive away the pretty boy beside Shang Miaoyan, Yao Feng had keenly sensed an aura of the Sword Dao lock onto him. His instincts screamed at him not to make a reckless move, or there would be dire consequences!

After the pair had walked some distance away, Yao Feng looked back at their retreating figures. His gaze lingered on the White-clothed Sword Cultivator as he fell into thought.