Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

A certain spot in the starry sky.

A void suddenly rippled like water.

Followed by.

Then, twelve figures emerged from them.

Leading them were a man and a woman. The man was imposing and wore a magnificent robe, which belonged to a top-grade fifth-tier spiritual treasure.

The woman was petite, dressed in a light purple fairy dress, with a pair of almond-shaped eyes that were incomparably beautiful, and she looked around with a mischievous and clever expression.

"Rumor has it that a piece of our ancestral homeland has been lost."

"Some of the Bodhi seed patterns were still left behind, and they were actually genuine."

“In the past, a force like ours would never have been qualified to get involved. This time we’ve really hit the jackpot.”

"If I could get a golden-patterned Bodhi seed, I would have hit the jackpot."

The female cultivator looked around and said happily.

"Miss Ran."

"This space is quite large, so we'd better split up and search."

A glint of light flashed in the male cultivator's eyes as he made a suggestion.

"That's exactly what I was thinking."

Ran Yijun's eyes darted around, and she chose a direction to head away.

The man remained where he was, waiting for Ran Yijun to leave.

"listen."

"I found a secret in an ancient book."

"In this lost ancestral land, there is a primordial Bodhi tree left behind from ancient times."

"According to records, the great beings who once obtained the Primordial Bodhi have all ascended to become immortals."

"This item is extremely important to me; I must obtain it."

The man looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice.

"understand!"

The remaining ten people responded simultaneously.

"I bestow upon you the talismans."

"Everything is ready. Report to us immediately upon receiving any news."

The man said one last thing and waved his hand.

The ten people then went off in all directions.

"Golden-patterned Bodhi seed?"

"Given Ran Yijun's limited perspective, this is all he can aspire to."

The man chuckled softly and disappeared into the starry sky.

……

Golden stars shimmered.

Xia Yubing and Zhang Yan sat facing each other, their palms touching.

A wisp of Xia Yubing's spiritual consciousness lingered in Zhang Yan's dantian, observing the changes in his nascent soul.

Golden-veined Bodhi seeds can transform a Nascent Soul into a Nine-Turn Nascent Soul.

However, Zhang Yan was once a tenth-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

No need, replace it with a golden-veined bodhi seed.

All he needs to do is absorb the magical power contained within the golden-veined bodhi seed.

At this moment, the golden Bodhi seed in his dantian was constantly emitting golden threads.

After the silk threads merged into Zhang Yan's nascent soul, they were instantly devoured and then refined by his domineering power.

It filled the gap left on the Dao traces on the Nascent Soul.

These injuries could only be healed over time.

But now, it can be repaired thanks to the power of the golden-veined bodhi seed.

Efficiency is more than a hundred times higher.

Starting from the first lotus platform, gradually move upwards to repair the nine lotus platforms.

"Young Master Zhang."

"Can this golden-patterned bodhi seed help you recover?"

Xia Yubing asked with concern through telepathy.

The golden-patterned bodhi seed she so desperately desired might not even be enough to compensate for Zhang Yan's nascent soul.

"There is hope."

“My nascent soul was like a stagnant pool of water before.”

"There have already been some fluctuations."

Zhang Yan replied.

He had almost resigned himself to his fate and accepted his Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul.

But now, an opportunity for repair has finally been found.

He had a premonition that if he could completely repair the Nine-Sided Lotus Platform, he could break through the limits again and restore the Three-Colored Spirit Ring.

"Congratulations, Young Master Zhang."

Xia Yubing offered her congratulations.

If Zhang Yan can recover, that would be wonderful.

Zhang Yan absorbed the golden-veined bodhi seeds.

Xia Yubing, on the other hand, used that wisp of spiritual consciousness to thoroughly comprehend the profound mysteries of the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul.

The process of Zhang Yan repairing his Nascent Soul completely recreated the scene when he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.

The magical energy channels within each lotus platform are completely different.

The more Xia Yubing knows, the greater the probability of her transforming into a Nine-Turn Nascent Soul.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

Zhang Yan had already repaired the Nine-Sided Lotus Platform, and his magical power was now fully accumulated, naturally flowing towards the Three-Colored Spirit Ring.

"Is it finally going to recover?"

Zhang Yan felt the three-colored spirit ring regain its radiance, and he was somewhat dazed.

Moreover, his cultivation level is now very close to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Golden-veined Bodhi seeds can not only transform a Nascent Soul, but also directly enhance one's cultivation level, saving years of arduous cultivation.

"Wait until I finish absorbing it."

"This will help Fellow Daoist Xia absorb it."

Zhang Yan spoke through his mind.

"Thank you, Young Master Zhang."

"If it succeeds, I will be extremely grateful."

Xia Yubing said gratefully.

After so many days of reflection, she felt she had nearly a 90% chance of success.

Once she absorbs another Golden Bodhi, she will be able to achieve the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul stage!
"Golden-patterned Bodhi!"

"I've finally found it!"

Suddenly, a joyful voice came from the starry sky.

"Who?"

Xia Yubing was startled and immediately opened her eyes.

In this space, there were clearly only her and Zhang Yan, so why was there a third person's voice?

"Is there anyone else?"

The woman's voice was also filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Soon, they sensed each other's presence.

Xia Yubing saw the figure of the person who had come.

She wore a light purple fairy dress, her face was delicate and charming, and her bright eyes were fixed on Xia Yubing and Zhang Yan.

"turn out to be."

"And it's not just one person."

Ran Yijun said with a playful tone.

"Which immortal sect do you belong to?"

"Why have I never seen you?"

Xia Yubing frowned and asked when she saw Ran Yijun.

Those who were previously in the ancestral land of the human race were all given an order to leave.

Moreover, she should know a female cultivator like Ran Yijun, whose strength is no less than hers and whose appearance is also quite remarkable.

But she had no recollection of it.

Besides, no one should be able to come in.

"I am Ran Yijun from the Ran family."

“I’ve never seen you before either… I understand now, you are from the Lost Lands.”

Ran Yijun stared at Xia Yubing and the other person, and suddenly said.

"The Lost Lands?"

Xia Yubing became increasingly puzzled.

"No need to guess."

"To you, we are considered outsiders."

Ran Yijun said with a smile.

Her goal was the Golden-Veined Bodhi, which she had finally encountered—a human from a lost land.

She found it interesting and wanted to chat a bit more.

"If you want to know."

"What do you mean by 'outside the realm'? Hand over the Golden-Veined Bodhi to me."

"If I'm in a good mood, I might tell you."

Ran Yijun idly played with a strand of her hair and said leisurely.

"This is a secret place of my Qingyun Dao Sect."

“This golden-patterned bodhi should also belong to my Qingyun Dao Sect.”

Xia Yubing said in a deep voice.

Of the two golden-veined bodhi seeds, one was given to Zhang Yan as agreed.

The remaining one, of course, belongs to her. "What Qingyun Dao Sect?"

"I've never heard of it."

"Since I have discovered this golden-patterned bodhi seed, it is naturally mine."

"If you have any objections, you can come and take it."

Ran Yijun sneered, stretched out her fair hand, and formed a large Dharma image to grab at the Golden Bodhi.

The Dharma image was eighty-two zhang tall, and behind it appeared a phantom image with a nine-sided lotus platform.

"A late-stage Dharma Aspect Realm cultivator at the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul stage!"

Upon seeing this image, Xia Yubing's heart sank to the bottom.

This Ran Yijun is not only more talented than her, but also stronger.

"You are no match for me."

"Besides, your Daoist partner has already obtained a golden-patterned Bodhi."

"This golden-veined bodhi seed should rightfully belong to me."

Ran Yijun glanced at Zhang Yan and said sarcastically.

She had already figured it out.

Zhang Yan's body emanated the energy of a golden-patterned bodhi seed.

If she had malicious intentions, she could have interrupted Zhang Yan's breakthrough directly, but she only took a golden-patterned bodhi seed.

"Taoist companion?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Yubing glanced at Zhang Yan, her pretty face slightly flushed.

The two are still in the same position, palms facing each other. To Ran Yijun, who is unaware of the situation, they look like a couple.

But in reality, the two of them were only like this because of the special nature of this place.

"I need this golden-veined bodhi seed too!"

Facing Ran Yijun, Xia Yubing gritted her teeth and released her Dharma form.

The fifty-foot-tall Dharma image appeared extremely thin compared to Ran Yijun's eighty-two-foot-tall Dharma image.

The fluctuations in the emanating Dharma power were even greater.

The difference between an eighth-stage Nascent Soul and a ninth-stage Nascent Soul is greater than the distance between a first-stage and eighth-stage Nascent Soul.

Wow!
Thirty-six talismans flew out from Xia Yubing's storage magic treasure. These talismans shattered simultaneously, forming a talisman array in front of the Dharma Image.

Then, a blinding white light burst forth from it, shooting towards Ran Yijun.

A surge of golden energy, imbued with a sharp and piercing aura, erupted forth.

"Little tricks."

Ran Yijun chuckled dismissively at Xia Yubing's resistance.

In her hand appeared a large purple-blue umbrella, which, when opened, revealed a world of its own.

The various colors of light constantly changed, transforming into all sorts of magical treasures, ever-changing.

The fluctuations emitted by the magic weapon had clearly reached the fifth-grade superior level!
"Thousand-Layer Exquisite Umbrella, put it away!"

Ran Yijun's Dharma power merged into the treasure umbrella, instantly expanding the umbrella's surface to encompass the eighty-two-zhang-tall Dharma image.

brush!
The white light that Xia Yubing unleashed vanished the moment it entered the umbrella's area of ​​effect.

"A high-grade fifth-tier magic weapon!"

Xia Yubing's face was pale as she bit her lip and spoke.

As a disciple of the Qingyun Dao Master, she did not possess a single fifth-tier magic weapon.

This Ran Yijun from beyond the realm used a fifth-grade high-quality magic weapon as his first move.

It is even of a higher grade than Zhang Yan's Kui Niu True Eye.

"You still dare to lay a hand on me."

"I have no choice but to punish her slightly."

Ran Yijun activated the Thousand Machine Exquisite Umbrella, and a bluish-purple Qilin appeared on the umbrella surface.

Roar!
The aura emanating from the Qilin was comparable to that of a peak Dharma Aspect Realm cultivator, causing the surrounding天地力 (heaven and earth power) to explode and spiritual light to surge.

Xia Yubing's cultivation at the mid-stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm was like a lone boat, teetering on the brink of capsizing, in front of this Qilin.

"Block!"

Xia Yubing gritted her teeth.

If the Qilin attacks, not only will she be unable to withstand it, but Zhang Yan will also be interrupted. If all their efforts are in vain, their hard work will be wasted.

The array of runes shifted and transformed into a white light curtain that stretched to the sky.

Click!

But faced with the menacing purple-green Qilin, the light barrier only held for a moment before being crushed.

"puff!"

Xia Yubing herself was implicated and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Let it all end!"

Xia Yubing looked at the purple-green Qilin, her heart filled with despair.

But at that moment, Xia Yubing suddenly felt a strong arm encircle her waist.

"Lightning Palm!"

Zhang Yan had regained consciousness at some point, exuding the aura of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, his magical power shone brightly, and lightning roared around him like a sea!

boom!
The lightning that Zhang Yan gathered collided with the Purple-Green Qilin, trapping it within the sea of ​​lightning.

"Young Master Zhang."

Xia Yubing looked at Zhang Yan, who was so close to her, and felt inexplicably at ease.

"I absorbed a golden-veined Bodhi seed."

"I will keep this second one for you no matter what."

Zhang Yan assured him.

"Just a peak Nascent Soul cultivator."

"What a loud tone."

Ran Yijun looked down at him, her eyes full of sarcasm.

Roar!
The purple-green Qilin broke free from the sea of ​​lightning and pounced on the two of them again.

"Illusory Thunder and Lightning!"

Zhang Yan's expression was solemn, and the Kui Niu True Eye appeared in his hand.

Rumble!
Thunder rumbled and boundless lightning surged into his body, spreading throughout his limbs and even merging into his bones.

Zhang Yan's skin was crystalline, as if he had become a being born from lightning.

Having broken through to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, Zhang Yan's control over fifth-order spells has improved even further.

Now, if Zhang Yan were to face Zhou Jue, who was in the late stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm, he could kill him instantly with just one strike.

However, Ran Yijun, who comes from outside the realm, is far more powerful than Zhou Jue.

The Dharma image is eighty-two feet tall.

No, Zhou Jue, who has just broken through to the late stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm, is no match for him.

Wow!
Holding Xia Yubing in his arms, Zhang Yan transformed into a thunderous meteor, carrying towering lightning as it streaked across the deep, dark starry sky.

The purple-green Qilin bared its fangs and claws, lunging at Zhang Yan.

Blue lightning and purple-blue light each occupied half of the starry sky, illuminating all directions.

Such a collision has reached the peak of the Dharma Aspect Realm!

"Peak of the Nascent Soul stage."

"They actually possess such strength?"

Ran Yijun raised an eyebrow, her face showing surprise.

Zhang Yan's displayed strength is already far greater than that of Xia Yubing, who is in the mid-stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm.

She had originally thought that Xia Yubing was the stronger one between the two.

"wrong."

"Even with the one eye of the Kui Niu."

"Even with the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul, it's impossible for it to collide with my Thousand Machine Qilin."

"This person is strange."

Ran Yijun stared at Zhang Yan, her doubts growing stronger.

"break!"

At this moment, Zhang Yan forcibly activated the primal power of the Kui Niu True Eye.

His own nascent soul was also pushed to its limit.

Boom!
The blazing lightning, radiating an aura of destruction, tore through the scales of the purple-green Qilin and pierced its body.

Then, a sea of ​​lightning filled the air, and Xia Yubing condensed a large Dharma hand, grasping the golden Bodhi.

"go!"

Zhang Yan let out a low shout, transformed into a streak of blue light, and flew away into the distance.

This Ran Yijun comes from beyond the borders.

He possesses exceptional talent and a high-grade fifth-tier magic weapon.

Even a peak Dharma Aspect Realm expert wouldn't gain much advantage against her.

Although Zhang Yan has broken through to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, he still does not have the strength to compete with the peak of the Dharma Aspect stage.

Therefore, the only option was to escape.

"That is……"

The destruction of the Purple-Green Qilin didn't affect Ran Yijun much; what she cared about was the scene she had just witnessed.

When Zhang Yan activated the Kui Niu's True Eye with all his might.

A phantom image of a nascent soul appeared behind them.

In addition to the nine-sided lotus platform of the Nine-Turn Nascent Soul, there is also a three-colored spiritual ring.

Ran Yijun speculated that the three-colored spirit ring was the source of Zhang Yan's terrifying strength.

But these weren't what she cared about most.

Instead, a black shadow appeared for only a moment within Zhang Yan's nascent soul.

"That's a demon seed from the demon race!"

Ran Yijun finally remembered what it was.

"If it's just about seizing the golden-patterned Bodhi seeds..."

"This young lady can spare your lives."

"But if someone has ties with the demons, I will show no mercy!"

A deep killing intent flashed in Ran Yijun's eyes, and she quickly gave chase. (End of Chapter)