Mythical Cultivation

Just when the two men were delighted to think that Wu Ming would die from their attack and began to plan how to eliminate their companions to silence them, two extremely shrill wails were suddenly heard!

The two men looked in astonishment, only to see that their flying swords, which had been so powerful and indestructible, were now flying backwards out from the dazzling flames like kites with broken strings!

After the aftermath of the talisman's explosion gradually dissipated, the two men finally came to their senses as if waking from a dream. It turned out that an enormous shield had suddenly appeared in front of Wu Ming! This shield was like an indestructible mountain, standing there firmly, protecting Wu Ming tightly.

The reason why their flying swords made such miserable cries and flew back was obviously because they hit this mysterious and powerful shield!

Seeing the two men fighting tooth and nail, unable to even break Wu Ming's defenses, they knew full well that their opponent's strength was far beyond their reach. Without a moment's delay, they hurriedly activated their magic spells, attempting to summon their flying swords and flee on them.

Yet, how could Wu Ming let them go so easily? At that crucial moment, he shouted softly and swung his arm violently. In an instant, the originally small and exquisite inkstone suddenly expanded rapidly, transforming into a massive object as colossal as a boulder in the blink of an eye. With unparalleled power, it crashed down directly towards the two people who had just boarded the flying sword! This inkstone was none other than the renowned Mountain and River Inkstone!

The two men naturally couldn't just sit there and wait for death. They reacted quickly, each pulling out several talismans from their pockets. These talismans shone brightly, including a blazing fire talisman and an extremely sharp golden sword talisman. Then, without hesitation, they threw the talismans in their hands towards the Shanhe Inkstone.

A loud bang was heard, and the Fiery Fire Talisman and the Golden Sword Talisman exploded simultaneously. Surprisingly, such a powerful impact failed to cause any damage to the Mountain and River Inkstone. On the contrary, the Mountain and River Inkstone stood firmly in place, as if mocking the two men's helplessness.

Seeing their last hope shattered, despair filled their eyes. At this moment, Shanhe Yan suddenly emanated a tremendous pressure, looming over them like a mountain crushing an egg. Faced with this terrifying force, the two were completely powerless and could only watch helplessly as Shanhe Yan mercilessly crushed them.

However, Wu Ming did not use the full power of the Mountain and River Inkstone. He simply suppressed the two men in place, and did not let the Mountain and River Inkstone suppress them directly to death. Wu Ming wanted to see what their plan was and why they wanted to attack him by surprise.

After subduing the two, Wu Ming collected the red snake's venom sac, adding another quest item. Wu Ming also placed the red snake's body into a previously emptied storage bag, the same one he had used to take care of the outer disciple who had ambushed him when he first left the sect.

Almost a storage bag was filled. The body of the red-line snake was a valuable resource. The snake's blood and gallbladder were good for making medicine. The snake's fangs, skin and bones were also good materials for making magical instruments. Even the snake meat was a delicious delicacy. These things could be sold for at least one or two hundred spirit stones in total. Wu Ming would certainly not let it go.

After collecting the spoils, Wu Ming began to interrogate the two men. After some torture, the two men explained the whole story clearly, and Wu Ming gave them a quick death.

It turned out that the four of them had come to this swamp for a treasure found on a map that they had accidentally found. Then they encountered a red snake, and two of their companions were swallowed alive by it.

While they were fleeing, they discovered Wu Ming. They originally wanted to use Wu Ming to ward off disaster, but they found out that Wu Ming was wealthy, so they became evil and eventually suffered the consequences.

Wu Ming carefully searched the two men's storage bags. The contents were pitifully bare, practically bare. After some sorting, he was surprised to find only two low-grade magical instruments and a mere two hundred spirit stones, along with a few bottles of Qi-boosting and detoxifying pills.

Looking at this meager fortune, Wu Ming couldn't help but sigh: "So the lives of independent cultivators are so difficult! They have the same cultivation level as me, but their assets are less than one-tenth of my own."

This huge gap shocked Wu Ming deeply, and at the same time, he also gained a deeper understanding of the group of independent cultivators.

In a world where strength is respected and resources are scarce, independent cultivators have no sects or families to rely on, and must rely on themselves for everything. They not only have to face various dangerous environments and the threats of powerful enemies, but also strive to earn the resources needed for cultivation, making their lives extremely difficult.

In comparison, cultivators from sects like Wu Ming are undoubtedly much luckier. They have the sect to rely on and do not have to rely on themselves for everything like independent cultivators.

Wu Ming also saw the map from one of the storage bags. One of the marked points was exactly the treasure the two men had mentioned. It was in a cave dozens of miles away from here, which was the territory of the red-line snake.

After sorting the things out, Wu Ming wanted to avoid any further complications, so while the red snake's deterrent power was still there, he boarded his flying sword and headed towards the treasure hiding place.

An incense stick of time passed quickly, and Wu Ming finally arrived at the location marked on the map. Before him lay the entrance to a dark and deep cave. The cave seemed quite hidden, and if it weren't for the mysterious map in his hand, it would have been difficult for anyone to discover its existence.

However, what surprised Wu Ming at this moment was that the formation that was supposed to cover the outside of the cave and provide a shield and confusion had disappeared without a trace. Obviously, this formation had already been broken by the four people.

Wu Ming took a deep breath, gripped the Xuanwu Shield tightly with both hands, chanted an incantation, and raised it into the air. The shield rapidly grew larger, emitting a powerful aura, blocking his way like an impenetrable fortress.

Then, he stretched out his hand and slapped the storage bag on his waist. A golden light flashed, and a dazzling sword appeared in his hand. It was the Golden Light Sword.

The Golden Sword led the way, and Wu Ming walked forward cautiously, every step being extremely cautious. The Golden Sword swung continuously in front of him, dispelling the surrounding darkness and illuminating the path ahead.

After entering the cave, his initial nervousness gradually relaxed. He was somewhat surprised to encounter no danger along the way. According to previous experience, such places often harbored various unknown dangers, but at this moment, it was unusually peaceful.

However, Wu Ming remained vigilant and didn't let his guard down. After about a cup of tea, he finally reached the end of the cave. A spacious hall appeared before him, and inside, a skeleton sat cross-legged on a stone bed.