Alien Science Cultivation

As the sky darkened, the inky darkness slowly enveloped the earth like a vast curtain. Everyone paused to rest. In the silence, they sat together, by the dim light of a fire, planning their next route. Then they set out again, planning to rest again after three days and three nights at a place called Crescent Lake for safety.

A day later, Ni Fang pulled out eighteen gleaming stones from her spatial ring. The stones glowed a pale blue, like twinkling stars in the night sky. Carefully, she handed two to each person. "Isn't it a waste to use mid-grade spirit stones like this?... This one could be exchanged for a hundred jars of immortals..." The eldest brother's voice was filled with pain and reluctance. Before he could finish, Ni Fang interrupted him, "Shut up... You're still thinking about your wine. If you can't escape this time, you won't even have water, let alone wine... It's useless to keep all the spirit stones... Take the Qingfeng Sword! Right now, you're the only one who can unleash its full power! Whether we can return alive and rebuild the Qingshan Sect depends on you..." Ni Fang's voice was filled with anxiety and warm anger...

Ni Fang and her eldest senior brother both possess wind-attributed talents, and the Qingfeng Sword is their most powerful magical weapon! Its slender blade, razor-sharp edge, exudes a chilling chill. As for the Black Robe and his companions, they cultivate the art of assassination, and their weapons are typically short and small, holding little interest in the long weapons of cultivators. Even if they were to obtain the Qingfeng Sword, they would likely encounter endless trouble. Anyone who could instantly recognize the Qingfeng Sword would either have seen it in person or been tipped off by a spy within the Qingshan Sect. With their level of cultivation, bringing it back to the clan or selling it at auction would be dangerous. Therefore, it's understandable that the Black Robe monks who seized the Qingfeng Sword and then casually returned it to Ni Fang were mostly human cultivators, likely representing some kind of division of labor or agreement between the forces that destroyed the Qingshan Sect and the hired Shadow Clan. Furthermore, their use of the elements primarily enhances their speed and concealment!

Although the eldest brother's cultivation wasn't the highest among the group, he was able to hold his own against two early Nascent Soul and four late Golden Core Black Robes. This clearly showed that he was the strongest fighter in the group...

"This is the 'Qingfeng Jue' that Master gave you. Take it..." Ni Fang said as she pulled out various weapons and elixirs from her spatial ring, presumably ones she might need on the journey. Everyone understood that any increase in the team's combat effectiveness would provide a greater level of security! Without hesitation, everyone selected their own magical weapon. While Black Robe's cultivation level was high, he came from a poor background and had been constantly fighting, resulting in a shortage of weapons and elixirs of poor quality. Compared to the Qingshan Sect's head, a Nascent Soul cultivator, his collection of weapons and elixirs was simply incomparable! Everyone was ecstatic, expressing their gratitude profusely. Their faces were filled with excitement and gratitude...

"This scabbard looks like something your Shadow Clan uses... I've been studying it for a long time but can't figure it out. It must be something special to be in Master's collection. You should research it..." Ni Fang seemed to be thanking Black Robe for his protection along the way. She even killed members of her own clan to solidify the relationship. She had given everything she could think of, and she took out all the magical instruments that several people could use! Her tone was sincere and genuine...

"Netherworld Dagger..." the six black-robed men cried out simultaneously. Zhang Qiang and the other two had always assumed that only the Nascent Soul leader could speak human language, but now it seemed they all knew how. Everyone was stunned, the air around them seemingly frozen. The six black-robed men stared at the scabbard, examining it closely, their eyes filled with awe and fervor. Ni Fang, the eldest brother, and Zhang Qiang were also surprised by their unusual behavior. Zhang Qiang also glanced at the scabbard. It seemed to be made of copper, with a few spots of rust, plain and without any decorative patterns.

"It feels familiar... the dagger Xiaohua gave me... the same aura, the same rust, the same location, size, and shape." Zhang Qiang thought, then felt a bit absurd. The knife in the scabbard was on him! Seeing this tattered scabbard actually made the black-robed men so excited! Ni Fang handed the scabbard to the black-robed leader! The black-robed leader took the scabbard with trembling hands, raised it above his head, and faced the sun, his pious posture as if he were worshiping a sacred treasure. The six black-robed men knelt in unison, and after a burst of gibberish, they turned back and thanked Ni Fang solemnly... Their voices were still like mechanical friction, without any emotional fluctuations, but they were undoubtedly full of sincerity...

As if noting the three people's surprise, the black-robed leader spoke without hesitation, "This is the third most valuable treasure of my Shadow Clan... Ten thousand years ago, the Golden Eagle Ancestor of the Shadow Clan's Mahayana Realm took it with him on his journey through the world. It is said that he went to the Dark Forest and never returned. I never expected to see the scabbard again today. If this news were to leak, I'm afraid the Shadow Clan would start a bloody battle to seize it!"

"You speak as if it were real... It's just junk. I've used my spiritual sense to inspect it several times. I'd even disdain using it to peel fruit..." The eldest brother said disdainfully. He curled his lips, his eyes full of suspicion...

"Haha... you have good eyes, little brother. Rumor has it it was originally used for peeling fruit. Legend has it that one day, a wounded Netherworld beast flew from the direction of the sun, its blood dripping onto the dagger. Those few spots of rust were formed from the blood, seeping through the scabbard and corroding the dagger. That's why the same rust appears on the dagger in the same places as on the scabbard! It took countless years for its power to be discovered! It's said that the dagger can cut through the stars and traverse space to strike at the enemy's vital points, silently and without a sound! Even against the most powerful enemy, there's a chance of victory! Those with strong spiritual awareness can unleash its immense power..." The black-robed leader spoke, waving his hands excitedly, as if painting a magnificent epic...

The man in black robe was speaking when he suddenly changed his tone, "Let's go... We can't stay here for too long! I'm sensing a hint of danger. We'll discuss this in detail when we have a chance..." His expression instantly grew solemn, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily. Each of them held a spirit stone, absorbing its spiritual energy while concealing their forms and moving swiftly. Their figures moved through the woods like ghosts.

The further they got from Qingshan Sect, the fewer patrols they encountered, and the safer they were. The faster they went, the safer they were! They didn't dare fly high, so they could only use the forest as a jumping aid or fly at low altitude. This depleted their spiritual energy much faster! Another day and night passed, and the two mid-grade spirit stones were almost gone. Ni Fang took out another 18 mid-grade spirit stones, distributed them among the group, and continued flying. The eldest brother looked distressed. His expression was as if his heart was bleeding, and his eyes were filled with reluctance.

Fortunately, the journey that originally took three days and three nights was completed in just two days and three nights with the blessing of the spirit stone and the guidance of the black robe.

The so-called Crescent Lake is actually a lake shaped like a new moon. The water shimmers, reflecting the clouds in the sky and the verdant hills and trees on the shore. After landing... Zhang Qiang wasn't sure whether their cultivation level required food, but he was hungry! He didn't care about anything else and simply went into the water to catch dozens of large shrimp. He cleaned them, dipped them in his homemade Earth seasoning, and began to eat. The shrimp were expertly handled in his hands, the meat crystal clear... very tempting...

The eldest brother couldn't help but prepare to take out the wine, but seeing Ni Fang's eyes, he had to give up. His outstretched hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air, and then he retracted it awkwardly. Several people sat together and started to eat. The black robe also took off his robe and black mask, revealing his true body. His body was similar to that of a lizard, but the color of his back was different. The two with the highest cultivation level are golden, and the back of the Jindan realm is silver-white! The leader explained, "We are the Silver-Armored Lizard and the Gold-Armored Lizard. Our clan also has Iron-Backed Lizards, Blue-Armored Lizards, Ground Spike Lizards, Water Lizards, etc. In the Shadow Clan's territory, we can only be regarded as a very small tribe! The highest realm at present is the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm... Every year, members of the clan are sent to the Assassin's League in exchange for the alliance's protection and a few cultivation resources..." There was a hint of helplessness and sadness in the voice of the black-robed leader...