If Miao Yi Niang were here, she would probably give him quite a disdainful look, as the bronze Medicine King Cauldron was the treasured artifact of Piaomiao Palace.

However, no matter how exceptional the artifact, it would still inevitably be constrained within the Mortal Realm.

The bronze stove that Shen Xingxue accidentally acquired was a device from the Heavenly Realm. Along with the accompanying scripture, Chu Mo tentatively concluded that it was a legacy left by a certain cultivator from the Heavenly Realm and purposely so!

Otherwise, there'd likely just be a damaged pill furnace, it's highly unlikely there would be the Medicine King Scripture.

"Fantastic, our Immortal... in the future, can cultivate a genuine Medicine King!" Xiao Yunlian was somewhat envious of her junior martial sister's luck, but mostly, she felt happy for Shen Xingxue.

Hua Xiaoya standing next to her, grinned, "It's not Immortal, but Piaomiao Palace, right?"

After several confrontations with Hua Sanniang, hidden or overt, due to reasons of seniority, Hua Sanniang suffered somewhat. Xiao Ya remembered this; now that an opportunity for retaliation presented itself, she wouldn't let it pass.

Xiao Yunlian couldn't help but roll her eyes. In her eyes, Hua Xiaoya was a little girl, yet their seniority was the same. She wanted to counterattack... but felt somewhat awkward. She finally began to understand Hua Sanniang's feelings.

However, they were all just making fun of each other. Nobody took it too seriously.

With the big opportunity Shen Xingxue had obtained, everyone became more enthusiastic, and their search range greatly expanded.

But with the expansion came casualties.

Because Chu Mo wasn't their nanny and couldn't be responsible for their safety at every corner.

Two disciples from the West Sea Sect, were killed by an unseen entity. Before their demise, they seemed to be in great agony, their face distorted with fear.

Looking at the two bodies, Chu Mo was at a loss for words.

From the West Sea Sect, the only familiar face among those who had entered this place was Zhou Jun. Therefore, he could only confide in Zhou Jun.

Zhou Jun's face was filled with regret.

These days, they had been following this group of people. While they were not welcomed, they did indeed reap quite a lot of benefits.

Although none of them stumbled upon a significant opportunity, they still obtained a considerable amount of ores and medicinal materials. They had truly tasted the sweetness of it.

But it was also because of this that the disciples from the West Sea Sect became somewhat inflated.

Although they knew it was because of Chu Mo that they hadn't suffered any attacks, the human spirit... would always slacken for various reasons.

Many days had passed, and apart from the two who disappeared, none of them suffered any attacks.

Inevitably, these people began to harbor a sense of unwarranted optimism.

This desolate mountain area stretched hundreds of miles in all directions at a glance.

And there were no terrifying ants or such creatures appearing. The disciples of the West Sea Sect, who didn't want to stay close to the Immortal and One Sword individuals, and did not want to be watched with contempt, started to drift farther away as they let their guard down.

Zhou Jun wanted to warn his fellow Sect members at first, but in the West Sea Sect... his status was not that high. There were many who outranked him.

He was just barely respected as a decision-maker among the West Sea Sect disciples because he was acquainted with Chu Mo. If he dared to boss around too much, he would surely draw envy.

Zhou Jun was a smart man; he knew this. Therefore, facing those who were moving farther and farther away, he only casually reminded them a few times, and then... disaster struck.

"Your Majesty King of Chu..." Zhou Jun balanced his words well. Because of the choices made by the Sect, he reportedly no longer dared to call Chu Mo as his Royal Highness and respectfully addressed him as the King of Chu instead.

Chu Mo waved his hand, took a closer look at the two West Sea Sect disciples who had been long dead, and then said in a solemn voice, "Tell them to be more careful. This mountainous area... is not without danger."

"Sigh..." Zhou Jun nodded his head, not saying anything else.

The other disciples of the West Sea Sect all looked at them anxiously. Regarding Chu Mo's indifference, their hearts held mixed feelings. But more than that, it was a sense of fear for a fate they couldn't control.

The two disciples who died held high statuses within the West Sea Sect, and had both reached the Enlightening Heart Realm.

It was they who insisted on expanding the search area earlier, because they were somewhat stimulated by Shen Xingxue's great opportunity.

Who would have thought that they would die here silently in the blink of an eye. Truly it was a cause for lamentation.

Just then, Hua Xiaoya on the other side started to make a fuss: "Oh, oh, oh... what the heck is this, how come it's so heavy?"

In her anxiety, the girl blurted out in her dialect.

"What's wrong?" Hua Sanniang became worried and looked in the direction of her daughter with wide-open eyes.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared in surprise at Hua Xiaoya who stood on a hill. They saw her gripping something with both hands, trying furiously to pull it out.

"It's too heavy... I can't move it! Chu Mo... Chu Mo, come here and help me quickly, hurry, I'm frantic!" Hua Xiaoya looked at Chu Mo and yelled.

"...." Everyone wore an expression of bewilderment. They thought, "seeing what you're doing there, if they could only hear your voice, who knows what they'd be thinking. What are you in a hurry for?"

Chu Mo shrugged his shoulders, walked quickly to Hua Xiaoya's side, took a closer look, and saw a rusty-looking sword stuck in the stone atop the hill. He couldn't help but say, "Tell me, do you think everywhere here is laden with treasure?"

"What's wrong?" Hua Xiaoya looked at Chu Mo with wide-open eyes and a displeased expression.

"This broken sword...it's rusted. It looks like it's about to break, do you think it's a treasure?" Chu Mo used his Heavenly Inception to examine it further, and it pointedly told him three words: Rotten Iron Sword.

It's just a corroded iron sword, it's not even a steel one.

Hua Xiaoya was here yelling and making a fuss as if she had found some treasure. It really rendered people speechless.

"Why can't it be a treasure? Look, Shen Xingxue's broken bronze stove turned out to be a treasure. This iron sword... why couldn't it be a treasure?" Hua Xiaoya looked at Chu Mo confidently, "Besides, you said Gui Xu was a mysterious place in the Heavenly Realm. So, isn't it strange for such a mysterious place to possess something as common as a decrepit iron sword, which can be found in our Mortal Realm?"

At Hua Xiaoya's words, Chu Mo paused. It seemed that what Hua Xiaoya said might actually make sense.

"Why not... cut your finger and drop a few drops of blood on it to test it out?" Chu Mo looked at Hua Xiaoya and suggested irresponsibly.

"Why don't you do the test?" Hua Xiaoya glared at Chu Mo angrily.

"If I did, and it turned out to be a treasure, wouldn't it then belong to me?" Chu Mo explained, twitching his lips.

Hua Xiaoya's eyes rolled around. She decided to go through with it and said, with a stoic expression, "It's just a few drops of blood, I can handle it!" (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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