Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe saw the guests off and lay in bed, gazing up at the rooftop, his mind racing. He hadn't achieved his goal on this training trip, remaining at the fifth level of Qi Refining. However, the rewards were immense. The Chaos Spiritual Field was now fully planted, with plenty left over. It was a shame he hadn't encountered any orange items. Perhaps he'd been a little too greedy.

A month passed unknowingly, and Zhao Shanhe felt that no one was paying attention to him. He took out the things he packed back from the big monster's lair, a dozen storage bags and a storage ring, which were probably all relics of the monks who died in the big monster's mouth.

Of all the items, Zhao Shanhe's biggest concern was the storage ring. He secretly speculated that it must contain countless treasures. So, after untold hardships and exhausting all his skills, he finally broke through the ring's numerous restrictions.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened! A broken soul suddenly burst out from the ring. Zhao Shanhe was startled, thinking to himself, "Could this be the legendary old man in the ring? Could it be that I, like the protagonist in those stories, will soar to the sky?" For a moment, his heart was filled with emotion.

Unfortunately, ideals are always beautiful, but reality is often extremely cruel. The remnant soul spoke, "Well, although it's only a five-element spiritual root, fortunately, its growth has reached perfection, so it's not too useless. I'll use it for now. Boy, hand over your body to me."

Hearing this, Zhao Shanhe was immediately terrified and pleaded in terror, "Senior, I can immediately go find someone with that spiritual root for you to possess. I only beg you to spare my life!"

The remnant soul sneered and said, "Humph, I didn't expect a little brat like you to know about the art of possessing another's body. Seeing the spirit gathering array here, I think you must be someone extraordinary. Although your spiritual roots are slightly inferior, it's enough to make do."

Zhao Shanhe heard this and still insisted, "Senior, how can one be perfunctory in the path of cultivation? If one wants to pursue the great path, how can one be so compromising?"

"Boy, do you really think I don't know you're recovering your spiritual power? If I hadn't let you off, you wouldn't be able to break the restriction of the storage ring even if you used up all your spiritual power."

Zhao Shanhe said angrily: "You are so despicable. What a pity - so stupid.

Life is a play, and it all depends on acting. Zhao Shanhe's previous panic was all fake, to lure the remnant soul into his body. Of course, he didn't do it because he had lived enough, but because the remnant soul was also an object that flashed red light.

The remnant soul plunged into Zhao Shanhe's eyebrows. Isn't this like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth? He was imprisoned as soon as he entered the Chaos Spirit Field and was surrounded by monster feces. As expected, he was turned into fertilizer.

Zhao Shanhe was not in a hurry to enter the Chaos Spirit Field to check. He recovered some spiritual power and checked the things in the storage ring. He found some information about this person. Perhaps the two of them were really destined to be together. This person was Sun Simiao, the alchemy master of Danzong.

The rumors in the Wan Yao Mountain Market had come true; Zhao Shanhe had indeed obtained the Great Demon's treasure. This was what they called destiny. The truth was quite different from the rumors. The storage ring contained no elixirs, presumably consumed by the remnant soul. There were still some valuable items: a top-grade spiritual alchemy furnace, a glowing red book on alchemy, and some miscellaneous items, mostly refining materials.

Zhao Shanhe finished sorting the items in his storage ring, feeling somewhat disappointed. He had nearly been possessed, yet he only managed to get so little. The only thing he could plant was the Danshu, and it was only the lowest-grade red. He thought he had found a super treasure map, but in the end, he only dug out one dollar.

After calming down, Zhao Shanhe's consciousness, carrying the Danshu, entered the Primal Chaos Spiritual Field. Seeing someone approaching, his remaining soul roared, "Boy, where is this place? Let me out now, or I'll tear you into pieces."

Zhao Shanhe said disdainfully, "You piece of shit! How dare you speak so rudely? You're a prisoner and you still dare to speak rudely. I'm the king here, and I'll make you shattered in no time."

The remnant soul did not give in. He said, "Boy, I am Sun Simiao, the youngest alchemy master of Danzong. As long as you let me out, I will accept you as my disciple and teach you the ultimate alchemy technique."

Zhao Shanhe held up the alchemy book and said, "Sun Simiao, you've seen this book, right? I can just learn by myself. Why would I want to be your teacher? What are you dreaming of?"

The remnant soul said earnestly, "Boy, the alchemy books are extensive and profound. If you can learn by yourself, alchemy masters will not be so rare. I was wrong before. I can swear an inner demon oath. As long as you let me out and find a carrier for me, I will teach you everything I have learned in my life."

Zhao Shanhe said disdainfully, "I'm a genius. I've always been self-taught. The master who can teach me hasn't been born yet. Forget about you becoming my master. Even if you do, I'll destroy you."

The remnant soul said angrily, "Boy, I don't know what magic weapon you used to imprison me. I am a Jindan cultivator, and you are only in the Qi Refining stage. You don't even have spiritual consciousness. There is no way you can destroy me. You want to scare me into recognizing you as your master? I can only tell you that your wishful thinking is wrong."

Zhao Shanhe ignored the remnant soul and picked up the alchemy book. He said, "Dig a hole, fill it with soil, and count one, two, three, four, and five. If you want your crops to grow well, you need farm fertilizer. Monster excrement is not necessary. A remnant soul is just right."

"Stop it now, I recognize you as my master."

Zhao Shanhe said gloomily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? You had to wait until I finished reciting the spell before telling me. Please forgive me for being unable to help you."

The remnant soul felt a huge suction force pushing him into the buried book of alchemy. After just a moment, the sound suddenly stopped and the world was finally quiet.

Zhao Shanhe glanced at the information on the stone tablet. The Danshu would take a month to mature. It was no different from the previous red item, except that the fertilizer this time was alive.

If the remnant soul had told him earlier, Zhao Shanhe would have been willing to keep him, but it was too late. The elixir book had been planted, and all that remained was to wait. He withdrew his consciousness from the Chaos Spirit Field. There was still a pile of storage bags on the ground that needed to be sorted.

Zhao Shanhe had initially assumed the storage bags wouldn't hold anything valuable, but he was gravely mistaken. The previous owners of these bags were at least in the Foundation Establishment stage, possessing over a dozen spiritual artifacts and a vast array of medicinal pills. The only unfortunate part was that the medicinal herbs had been collected so long that they had lost their vitality and were no longer viable for cultivation. However, they could be used to refine pills.

The characteristic of Wan Yao Mountain is that monster materials account for the largest proportion. Zhao Shanhe didn't know how long the ingredients had been stored there, but after much deliberation, he decided to let Xiao Hei destroy the zombie meat.