Chapter 12: Treasure Map

n hall.Wang Xuan bowed to the Buddha statues in the hall and bid farewell before leaving.On one side, a passage led into another seemingly endless, dark and wide cavern.Four people had walked a mile b...Flying across tens of thousands of miles, the eight wildernesses are vast and boundless. Mountains stand tall, with clouds and mist swirling around them.

Deep in the night, Wang Xuan gazed upon the vast and boundless Myriad Monster Mountains before him.

The entrance to the Demon Vein Forest was like an ancient behemoth, poised to devour the heavens and earth.

After discussing another matter with Lady Ji, he first prepared a pot of medicinal soup for Mu Qingyue. When Mu Qingyue questioned him, Wang Xuan simply explained that he wanted to nourish her body.

Seeing Mu Qingyue drink the medicine, Wang Xuan finally left with peace of mind. Mu Qingyue was then left behind at Wanbao Auction House by him, not allowed to return to the royal family.

The king pigeon was killed, and the three elders would surely take advantage of the situation to cause trouble.

And the Ye Clan will not give up either.

After leaving the auction house, Wang Xuan went straight out of the city and, after half an hour, arrived before this demonic vein.

"Thinking about it, I'm implicated in karmic debts with all three clans."

In just a few days, he has killed people from all three clans.

Wang Xuan came here for the demonic vein, first to hone his martial arts through it, he didn't come to escape. That wasn't his personality, and he was determined to die on the battlefield against Wang Ya at the Life and Death Arena.

To even dare to pry into his affairs, no matter how powerful Wang Ya's martial arts are, or how great his mother's background is, it's a feud to the death.

Ermo, the treasure map obtained from Nie Feng, indicates that its location is within the Yaomai. Regardless of one's status, anyone interested in treasure hunting would be intrigued. Wang Xuan wonders what treasures might lie hidden in this place.

Only after entering the Demon Vein did Wang Xuan hear footsteps echoing from the nearby woods. He turned his head and saw a group of young men and women rushing toward him.

Agile physiques, like cheetahs, whipping up gusts of wind.

One tall woman was surrounded by people, as if the stars were all gathered around the moon.

“It’s been half a month since we last met, and Cicada’s martial arts have improved significantly. He has even reached the fourth level of the Xuanwu Realm!”

Of course, Cicada is renowned as a prodigious martial arts prodigy.

"Still a big beauty!"

Several young men in fine clothes smiled obsequiously, looking at the tall woman with admiration and passion in their eyes.

In that manner, as if a woman raised her foot, they would all kneel and lick.

"Wang Chan, what a coincidence," Wang Xuan smiled faintly. The woman in the blue dress with long legs surrounded by people was his wife's closest confidante, whom Wang Xuan affectionately called "best friend."

"Eh, how did you come to the Wan Yao Mountains" Wang Chan was slightly taken aback and stopped with a group of young masters and ladies from Heishui City.

She was very worried today, but then she didn't know how the boss let Mu Qingyue and Wang Xuan go. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Chan's face suddenly darkened, and he rebuked: "Wang Xuan, it's a good thing that Lady Ji didn't pursue the matter. You should live peacefully with Qingyue and stop running around!"

This Wan Yao Mountains is extremely dangerous. She and her companions are all martial arts prodigies, and they still need to team up to dare to enter. Now Wang Xuan came here alone.

What is it if it's not courting death

"Ignorance is fearless, ah! Within fifty li outside the Wan Yao Mountains, there are demonic beasts comparable to those in the Xuan Yuan realm, six or seven levels!"

"I heard he can martial arts now!"

"So what, you dare to run alone to the demon vein You'll die and no one will collect your body."

“......”

A group of men and women were nodding their heads and discussing.

Wang Chan's face grew increasingly displeased. After all, Wang Xuan was her own kin, and being discussed like this made her feel ashamed as well.

"Shall I break your legs and send you back to your tribe, or will you go back on your own"

I didn't want to get involved with this good-for-nothing, but who would have thought that I was best friends with Mu Qingyue I can't just stand by and watch her husband die in the wilderness.

"Wang Chan,..." Wang Xuan smiled and slowly spoke, "It's time to rinse your mouth. There's a leaf of vegetable stuck in your teeth."

"What"

Wang Chan was greatly alarmed and, in fright, took out a small mirror from his sleeve and looked at himself.

Got scammed!

"Wang Xuan, you bastard, I'm done with you."

Wang Chan stamped her jade foot in anger and humiliation, unable to bear it any longer. She quickly strode deep into the demonic veins.

“Cicada, wait for us!”

A group of men and women shouted and quickly chased after them.

As Wang Chan and the others disappeared into the forest, Wang Xuan continued on his journey, following the treasure map's route.

Girls who grew up being praised tend to be narcissistic, but Wang Chan also meant well. With his current martial arts cultivation, this area on the outskirts of the demonic vein is indeed very dangerous.

Wang Xuan cautiously moved forward, and after an hour, arrived at the foot of a cliff.

This place is secluded, with a pool of water that faintly emits a chill.

"That's right, the treasure should be under this Cold Pond."

Wang Xuan looked at the treasure map in his hand, his eyes flickering.

Instead of immediately exploring, he took out a jade talisman from his storage bag and crushed it.

Then, Wang Xuan sat cross-legged in meditation by the Cold Pond.

The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse. After an unknown amount of time, a wave of crimson heat swept in from afar, within which stood a graceful figure in a red skirt.

The rolling heat wave dissipated beside Wang Xuan, revealing a fiery red cheongsam within. It was a bewitching beauty.

It is indeed Nangong Yanji.

"Is there any danger in the cold pond" Wang Xuan opened his eyes and got up.

Nan Gong Yan Ji immediately released her soul power, probing into the cold pool. After a moment, she smiled seductively, her voice fragrant and alluring: "Young Wang, rest assured, there are no demon beasts inside, only an empty cave."

"Are you sure You're still coming with me, right" Wang Xuan glanced at the other person.

The last thing he negotiated with Nangong Yanji was to have the other party make three moves on his behalf in exchange for curing her martial arts hidden ailment.

Nan Gong Yan Ji slightly frowned, gave an awkward smile, and said: "Young Wang, my Martial Spirit inherently dislikes water. Rest assured, if there's real danger, I will be the first to act and won't let you get even a scratch."

"Okay."

Wang Xuan jumped into the cold pool with a splash.

For those strong in the Mountains and Seas Realm, he was still at ease. Since his soul power had investigated them, there should be no problem.

Actually, Wang Xuan's soul power wasn't weaker than those in the Shan Hai realm. In his past life, he had consumed countless heaven and earth treasures, making his soul extraordinary. It was simply because of his cultivation realm that he couldn't project his soul power too far.

"It's better not to go in, lest she sees the treasure and gets greedy. Hmph."

Wang Xuan swam towards the bottom of the pool, his mind wandering.

Although the possibility of finding treasure is small, what if there is

He went down to the bottom of a twenty-zhang deep pool, where there was a cave on one side. Wang Xuan's eyes lit up as he walked in.

This pool of water is truly refreshing. Even with his current cultivation at the second level of Xuan Yuan, he finds it a bit too much to bear.

Luckily, the cave wasn't too deep and sloped upwards. After swimming for ten or so meters, we emerged from the water and entered a winding stone corridor at the bottom of the mountain.

After walking a hundred paces, they arrived at the end of the stone corridor. Pushing open a slightly ajar stone door, Wang Xuan's eyes were met with a vast cave.

The surrounding walls were inlaid with phosphorescent gems, glowing brightly. The ground was made of hard, thick ice. In the center of the cave lay a skeleton.

"Huh"

Wang Xuan walked before the skeleton, only to see it wearing a white robe and a pale blue storage pouch with frost on its waist.

This isn't the most important thing. What truly concerns Wang Xuan is that within the eye sockets of the skeleton, there are a pair of golden eyeballs with intricate floral patterns.

Spirit of the Eye Type!

The martial cultivator had already attained nirvana, transforming into a white bone skeleton over countless years. However, their martial spirit remained undissolved, indicating that they were no ordinary being.

"Ghostly Rank Nine --- Immortal Martial Soul, Dao Walking Eye!" after wave of crystal moths that attacked with their sword intent."Huh"The Head of the Wanjian Sect and several elders examined the tiny, transparent sword with curiosity.This is a high-grade sword t...