Chapter 407 Teach You a Lesson

something important to report. There are many people here, and it's noisy. If Brother Bai trusts me, follow me over here."Bái Jiānglán, confident in his martial arts skills, gave a hand gesture to tho...'Boom!'

The terrifying collision shook the entire grotto.

The aftershock hit, and Qin Sang almost lost his balance.

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Piercing silver light flooded the cavern, obscuring everything in a blinding white. The naked eye could see nothing.

When the brilliance had dimmed somewhat.

The Nine Nether Demon Flame disappeared at an unknown time.

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The Ten Directions Yama Array was in disarray, with seven or eight ghost banners scattered on the ground. Thankfully, they weren't the target of the thunderbolts, and Qin Sang, seeing that things were not going well, proactively withdrew his main soul and managed to escape unharmed.

But the magic treasure seemed to be malfunctioning. The large banner lay on the ground, its light dim and lacking its former power.

The flag surface rolled up, with a faint crack visible on it.

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The fat chicken escaped.

It was completely blacked out, its feathers singed and bald in patches, turning into a hairless black chicken. However, it was still so fat, especially its pair of plump wings and its round belly, which were quite plump.

Although the fat chicken looks miserable, its injuries are not serious. Its wings can still flap, and its two chubby legs scratch at the air.

The Nine Nether Demon Flame failed to harm it, the magic treasure was struck away by the thunderball, and the demon flame dissipated.

But it was very angry, shaken to its core. It opened its mouth and roared, but its mouth had been scorched and blackened, and its roar was hoarse and awful to hear.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the shout rose, it abruptly stopped, swallowed back into his throat.

A cloud of black miasma descended overhead. Fatty chicken wings stiffened, then with a 'bang', it crashed to the ground.

Bounced.

Qin Sang fought against time, not hesitating to destroy this top-grade magic artifact. He drew out all the poisonous miasma from the Heavenly Venom Silk, just to gain even a sliver of time.

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He was taken aback by the terrifying power of the thunderball explosion, especially after seeing the cracks on the magic artifact. Besides his shock and awe, he couldn't help but worry about the condition of his treasured artifact.

Even with all the treasures and magic items used, it's still so difficult.

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Without the aid of magical artifacts, it would have been impossible to even conceive of a plan against Fatty Chicken.

A myriad of chaotic thoughts surged within his mind, yet Qin Sang's actions flowed like water. He hurled a venomous miasma to ambush Fatty Chicken, while simultaneously manifesting the image of a dragon on his body. His figure shot forward like lightning, charging straight towards Yu Chi.

Stepping onto the Jade Pool, Qin Sang secretly rejoiced that the thunderball wouldn't attack automatically.

Then, Qin Sang leaped into the pool, reaching into the spirit spring with her hand and grabbing the piece of endless blood mulberry.

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The palm touched the spirit wood.

A wave of bloodlight emanated from the spiritwood, resembling a living creature, spreading along Qin Sang's arm and into his body. Qin Sang jolted suddenly, immediately feeling an indescribable coldness and bloody impurity surge through his mind, dispersed by the jade Buddha.

As one of the Ten Divine Trees, it is truly magical.

Without taking a closer look, Qin Sang threw the Blood Sandalwood of No Bounds into his pouch. A huge stone in his heart fell, and he felt joy. Just as he was about to retreat, Qin Sang raised his head and glanced at the back of the Jade Pool. He discovered that there was a stone gate behind it.

There's even a secret room, with its own world inside.

Qin Sang's heart moved. Originally, he was puzzled. There was only a Thunder Swallowing Falcon egg, a piece of Blood Sandalwood, and an unknown spiritual herb in the cave. They were very valuable, but it didn't seem worth the two Yuan Ying cultivators going to such lengths.

Could it be that the truly good things are inside this hidden room

Qin Sang's mind flashed with this thought, but he was not overwhelmed by the treasure. To obtain the Wujian Blood Mulberry was already a stroke of incredible luck. For the sake of the Wujian Blood Mulberry, he had exhausted his efforts and sacrificed everything.

When Tian Du's veil was destroyed by Qin Sang, the poisonous miasma was unmanaged and couldn't hold back Fatty Chicken for too long.

Once the fat chicken woke up.

The ending of being greedy is bound to be miserable.

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Qin Sang retracted his gaze, resolutely turned around, urged the Nine Dragons Heavenly Chariot Talisman, and flew towards the cave opening.

After the fat chicken's departure, Qin Sang waved his hand to collect the scattered magical artifacts and treasures on the ground. He quickly checked their condition and sighed inwardly.

He wasn't mistaken just now. There was indeed a crack on the banner of Fa Bao's magic treasure!

The only consolation was that the damage wasn't severe. The thunderbolt's power wasn't as terrifying as imagined, capable of destroying magical artifacts.

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...Qin Sang's strength was simply too weak. The magic treasures in his hands were like pearls cast before swine, failing to unleash their true power due to Qin Sang's limitations. As a result of being dragged down by Qin Sang, the artifacts themselves directly suffered from the thunderous assault and were unfortunately damaged. ...

If one is a cultivator of the nascent soul stage, they only need to store their magic treasures in their qi sea and nourish them with dan fire for a period of time to restore them to their original state.

It's a pity that Qin Sang's cultivation was only at the mid-stage of foundation building. Before reaching the core formation stage, he was powerless to repair the magic weapon, and it was impossible to ask other core formation cultivators for help. He could only keep it locked away.

Luckily, he had two Ten Directions Yama King Flags, magical weapons. Since these two magical weapons couldn't be used simultaneously, the destruction of one didn't affect his overall power as the other could still be used.

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In short, Qin Sang thought it was worthwhile to exchange a top-grade magic weapon for destruction and a treasure damaged for an endless blood sandalwood. It was a big profit.

Thinking of Wuji Blood Mulberry and the bright future of the ebony sword, Qin Sang's heart was filled with relief, his mood instantly lifted.

The entrance was right before them. Qin Sang heard the angry shouts of the fat chicken behind him, a mischievous thought crossed his mind. He turned his head and shouted, "Little fat chicken! Little black fat chicken! Grandpa's teaching you a lesson, the world is dangerous, it's best to have plenty of magic treasures on hand. Magic treasures are always useful! Haha..."

I wonder how the age of monsters is calculated.

The little chick hatched from the egg just recently, it's barely a child yet. He's already in his seventies! Even if he is considered a grandfather, he doesn't have much of an advantage.

The fat chicken seemed to really understand, and its cry became even sharper.

A strong wind struck from behind.

Qin Sang laughed and rushed out of the cave, into the cold wind.

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Looking back, it was as expected. The fat chicken's bloodline talent was controlling lightning. Although its cultivation level was high, it still feared the terrifying coldness of the Xuanfrost Evil Wind that could strike the soul.

In the grotto, it remained safe and sound because of the underground fire vein that blocked the cold wind.

At the mouth of the cave, the fat chicken didn't dare cross the thunder pool. It vibrated its wings and jumped around, its only white feature being its big eyes that were full of anger. It cried incessantly, a continuous string of shouts.

Qin Sang knew this fat chicken was definitely cursing at him, anyway he couldn't understand bird language, it was just scolding itself.

As Deng Chong rushed into the deep cave, Qin Sang's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a grave expression.

Although I have the Blood Sanguine, it's too early to celebrate. It's only when we can leave this place safely that I can truly be happy.

I wonder how the battle between the Yuan Ying is going. I hope nothing major happens.

Qin Sang clutched the Chi Dan tightly and sped upwards.

As they neared the exit, Qin Sang slowed to a crawl. Holding his breath, he cautiously peered out of the cave and gazed at the distant horizon.

The wind and sea were churning.

The battle of the three powerful beings was still raging. Qin Sang couldn't see the figures of the Wujimen Master and the Swallowing Thunder Hawk. He could only see streaks of sword light like dragons colliding with thunderbolts.

The man in black still sat cross-legged, and dozens of identical Xuan Gui armor shells had materialized around him. These shells were arranged according to some mysterious principle, forming a mystical great formation.

The large formation still had a small gap, missing a few pieces of the Xuan Gui shell.

Gather all ninety-nine and eighty-one tortoise shells, the great formation will be complete!late stage of forming an elixir.Her cultivation had advanced greatly, but there was no joy on her face. Instead, there was a hint of melancholy and fatigue in her brows.Over the years, tracking the it...