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Hearing Yao Chen's analysis, Xiao Yixian and Qinglin felt a chill in their hearts.
Dou Zun-level experts were extremely rare and powerful, even in the teeming Zhongzhou Continent. Even
a Dou Zun-level expert, even at the very beginning, possessed a formidable strength that could not be underestimated.
It was truly heartbreaking to think that such a powerful individual would perish in this very Demonic Beast Mountain Range.
Upon hearing Yao Chen's words, Qinglin looked at him curiously and asked, "Master, could this treasure chest contain any powerful treasures?"
Yao Chen stroked his beard and smiled, "It's hard to say, but since it's a treasure chest left behind by a Dou Zun, I'm sure it won't disappoint."
Qinglin's eyes sparkled, and he said with anticipation, "Then let's open it and take a look!"
Yao Chen nodded, looking at Xiao Ling and saying, "Xiao Ling, go open the treasure chest and see what opportunities lie within."
Upon hearing Yao Chen's words, Xiao Ling's gaze shifted to the enticingly glowing treasure chest. He took a deep breath and slowly approached.
The treasure chest was unlocked. He gently opened it, and a burst of light instantly shone, revealing several items.
Atop the chest sat a spiritual plant emitting a strange glow. Its leaves were as translucent as emerald green, and a faint purple aura lingered around its roots.
Yao Chen's eyes flickered with delight upon seeing the plant. "This is Purple Soul Spirit Heart Grass, an extremely rare treasure that enhances soul power and is extremely effective in nourishing and strengthening the soul. I didn't expect to see it here."
Xiao Ling, perplexed, gazed at the radiant Purple Soul Spirit Heart Grass and asked, "Master Yao, I've never heard of this Purple Soul Spirit Heart Grass. Where does it come from?"
After browsing Yao Chen's alchemy notes, Xiao Ling had learned about many rare medicinal herbs.
However, in the dazzling catalog of herbs, he hadn't come across a single mention of this particular herb.
This sight piqued Xiao Ling's interest in the mystery and preciousness of this unknown herb.
Yao Chen stroked his beard gently and explained patiently: "Xiao Ling, this Purple Soul Spirit Heart Grass is a rare spiritual plant rarely seen in the world. It usually grows in places with extremely rich spiritual energy and extremely secretive environments."
"Because it has extremely demanding requirements for growth conditions, it is extremely rare. This spiritual plant contains powerful and pure soul power, and has extraordinary effects on nourishing and strengthening the soul of the cultivator."
Yao Chen pondered for a moment and continued: "If this Purple Soul Spirit Heart Grass is used with a unique alchemy technique, it can be refined into a spiritual medicine called "Purple Spirit Heart Soul Pill."
"This pill has a significant effect on improving soul power, especially for those cultivators at the spiritual realm level. It is a rare aid. After taking it, it can not only stabilize the soul, but also broaden the breadth of the soul to a certain extent, laying a solid foundation for future cultivation."
"For me, it doesn't have much effect, but in your hands, it can play an excellent effect."
After Yao Chen finished explaining, a gleam of light flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes. His soul realm had recently reached the peak of the early spiritual realm. If he could truly refine the elixir Yao Chen had described, his soul power would undoubtedly surge.
Xiao Ling gently removed an exquisite jade box and carefully placed the Purple Soul Spirit Heart Grass inside. A flash of white light flashed in his hand, and he placed the jade box into his storage ring.
After storing it, Xiao Ling curiously inquired again, "Yao Lao, such a rare medicinal herb doesn't seem to thrive in this area. How could it have ended up in the treasure chest of this Dou Zun master?"
Yao Chen continued, "Presumably, this Dou Zun master knew its value and preserved it, perhaps intending to use it at a crucial moment to achieve a breakthrough in the soul realm. What a pity..."
Without further discussion of the medicinal herbs, Xiao Ling's gaze shifted from Yao Chen to the other items in the treasure chest.
Besides the spiritual plant, several other items within the treasure chest emanated distinct radiances, each seemingly imbued with extraordinary power.
Yao Chen followed Xiao Ling's gaze and began to examine the treasures one by one.
The first thing that caught his eye was an ancient ring, intricately engraved with patterns and exuding a faintly mysterious aura.
Yao Chen picked up the ring and examined it carefully. He said, "This is a high-level space ring. Although its capacity isn't large for a high-level storage ring, it boasts excellent concealment, making it perfect for hiding important items. It's probably the storage tool used by the Dou Zun during his lifetime."
"However, it looks like the contents have been sorted through, and now it's empty."
Yao Chen handed the ancient ring to Qing Lin and said with a smile, "Qing Lin, this space ring is now yours. Although its capacity isn't large, its concealment is excellent. It will be a good protective and storage tool for you."
Qing Lin took the ring, her eyes flashing with surprise. She gently slipped it onto her finger, feeling the spatial power within, and her gratitude to Yao Chen overflowed with words. "Thank you, Master. I'll put it to good use."
Xiao Ling and Yao Chen then continued to explore the other treasures in the treasure chest.
In addition to the high-level storage ring, there was also a black jade pendant engraved with intricate patterns.
After carefully examining it, Yao Chen said, "This jade pendant appears to have the power to conceal auras and provide protection. It's a rare treasure."
Xiao Ling handed the jade pendant to Little Medical Immortal, who accepted it with a smile.
Xiao Ling and Yao Chen continued searching the treasure chest, soon discovering several ancient martial arts manuals and jars of elixirs.
Additionally, there were several rare medicinal herbs and a number of faintly glowing magic cores, each a treasure rarely found in the Northwest Continent.
Yao Chen picked up a bottle of elixirs and examined them carefully, his expression slightly changing. "These elixirs appear to have been improperly stored, and some have turned to powder, becoming a poisonous substance that is harmful to the human body."
Xiao Ling carefully selected the intact elixirs and kept them, while the spoiled, toxic powders were handed to Little Medical Immortal for disposal.
A glint of excitement flashed in Xiao Yixian's eyes. She took the powder, sniffed it gently, and smiled, saying, "Although these poisons are powerful, they pose no threat to me. Instead, I can absorb and refine them, transforming them into my own strength."
Xiao Ling nodded in understanding, but also reminded, "But you still have to be careful and not take any risks. Since you can use these poisons, they have found a good destination."
Then, the others turned their attention to the secret manuals.
Xiao Ling flipped through them one by one, carefully examining them, but ultimately shook his head.
"These techniques appear to have been cultivated by that Dou Zun master during his lifetime. The highest level is only mid-level Earth Rank, which is not suitable for our attributes. For my current strength improvement, they will have limited effect."
With that, Xiao Ling stored the manuals in his ring. While they weren't crucial to him, they might be useful in the future.
Xiao Ling carefully put all kinds of treasures into the space ring one by one. The various items disappeared one by one in the light, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
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Xiao Ling gently stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "This Dou Zun's legacy is truly remarkable. I didn't expect to find two seventh-grade magic cores. Once I master the method for refining a Heavenly Demon Puppet, these magic cores will be put to good use."
Once all the treasures were safely stored, Xiao Ling's gaze involuntarily turned to the Dou Zun's body lying on the ground.
It resembled a sleeping giant. Though lifeless, it still exuded an awe-inspiring majesty.
A fiery glint flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes as he contemplated how to refine this body into the legendary Heavenly Demon Puppet. Even if the materials weren't enough to create a Heavenly-grade demon puppet directly, a peak Earth-grade one would be more than enough.
He stepped towards the body, ready to begin, but just then, his gaze strayed beneath it.
There, something seemed out of place in the cold stone chamber.
Xiao Ling crouched down and examined it carefully, only to discover a thin notebook lying quietly beneath the body.
The notebook had seen countless years, its cover worn away by time, leaving only a deep, dark brown, like the color of the earth.
It lay there quietly, devoid of light and sound, yet a mysterious power seemed to make it appear unusually hidden within this dusty space.
Had it not been for Xiao Ling's keen eyes, he would have missed this humble notebook.
Carefully, Xiao Ling pulled the notebook from beneath the body. The moment he touched it, he felt a pristine, heavy texture, as if it held countless secrets and stories.
The texture of the cover was blurred, but the pristine seal and slightly yellowed paper betrayed the notebook's age.
Turning a page, he saw densely packed small characters, like ancient runes or the wisdom of our ancestors, gleaming alluringly in the dim light.
Though Xiao Ling's movements were gentle, they still caught the attention of the other three in the quiet stone chamber.
Yao Chen, Xiao Yixian, and Qing Lin all looked up, their gazes following Xiao Ling's movements, finally focusing on the time-worn notebook.
They exchanged glances, then approached in unison, gathering around Xiao Ling, curiously examining the ancient notebook that seemed to hold countless secrets.
Everyone held their breath, anticipating Xiao Ling's next discovery.
After perusing, Xiao Ling realized that this seemingly ordinary tome was actually a record of the life of a Dou Zun master.
Under Xiao Ling's fingertips, the diary's pages slowly unfolded, and the handwriting, like a messenger from time and space, recounted the legendary journey of a Dou Zun master.
This Dou Zun master's name was Mo Yun, born in the Western Regions of Zhongzhou and once a gifted cultivator.
After achieving Dou Huang, Mo Yun was fortunate enough to serve under a peerless master who had reached the peak of the Ninth Transformation Dou Zun realm. Under that Dou Zun's tutelage, Mo Yun experienced countless battles and adventures, his strength steadily increasing.
However, during an expedition into ancient ruins, Mo Yun became separated from his team and unfortunately encountered a powerful enemy. Though he fought to escape, he was severely wounded.
He fled here, hoping to recover, but found himself too wounded to recover.
In his final moments, he placed some of his treasures in a treasure chest and left this diary, hoping someone would find it and carry on his legacy.
At the end of the diary, Mo Yun detailed the origins of the Shadow Demon Python.
As his life neared its end, he placed this precious demon egg outside his cave, hoping it would hatch in a wider world and continue its legacy.
Learning of Mo Yun's life story, everyone lamented the fickleness of fate.
At this moment, Xiao Ling turned his gaze to the Shadow Demon Python nearby. He said to Qing Lin, "This Shadow Demon Python must have a complex origin. Since it hatched from the egg that Dou Zun Mo Yun placed outside before his death, perhaps it holds some secrets."
Qing Lin nodded and attempted to communicate with the Shadow Demon Python. The Shadow Python seemed to understand Qinglin's meaning, a flicker of reminiscence in its eyes.
Through telepathy, Qinglin learned that the Shadow Python had lived deep within the Demonic Beast Mountains since its hatching.
It inherited a trace of Mo Yun Dou Zun's soul imprint, possessing intelligence and potential far beyond that of ordinary demonic beasts.
Xiao Ling pondered for a moment and said, "In that case, we should carefully nurture this Shadow Python. Perhaps it will prove a great asset to us in the future."
Qinglin nodded vigorously, caressing the Shadow Python's head. He smiled sweetly at Xiao Ling and said, "Don't worry, young master. I will definitely nurture it well."
Xiao Ling's gaze fell on the Dou Zun's body, and a surge of respect welled up in his heart.
He knew that this body was not only the remains of a powerful warrior, but also a treasure coveted by countless cultivators.
Xiao Ling carefully gathered the Dou Zun's remains, removed the clothing from its remains, and placed them on the ground, creating a cenotaph.
Bowing three times, they expressed heartfelt respect for the passing of this powerful figure and their gratitude for the precious legacy left by this Dou Zun.
After finishing everything in the cave, Xiao Ling, Qing Lin, Xiao Yixian, and the Shadow Demon Python set out on their return journey. They left the secluded cave and slowly made their way towards Canaan Academy.
On the way back to Canaan Academy, Xiao Ling also helped Qing Lin tame three snake-like monsters as pets.
These were the "Purple Flame Charm Serpent," the "Ice Soul Frost Serpent," and the "Wind Wing Spirit Serpent." Their strength had all reached the fifth level, significantly boosting Qing Lin's combat power.
After a long journey, they finally reached the spatial barrier outside the inner courtyard.
Xiao Ling extended his hand and gently waved it. Instantly, space distorted, as if torn apart by an invisible force.
With his movement, Qing Lin, Xiao Yixian, and the Shadow Demon Python were enveloped by this force, and they then entered the inner courtyard together.
At this time, it was evening in the academy, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Xiao Ling and the others, adding a touch of mysterious brilliance to them.
(End of this chapter)