Chapter 62

The cave spirit rambled on incoherently!

Ah ha, this is just the beginning. After all, the owner of this cave is really just mediocre in strength!

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Standing no more than three feet tall, the old man was short and shriveled like a dried mushroom, with a face full of wrinkles and a bald head. Only on his forehead was there a tuft of red hair, standing straight up like the green leaves of a radish. He held a wooden staff about a foot and a half long and wore a parrot-green Daoist robe. As he emerged from behind the altar, it was clear that he was a strangely shaped and seemingly weak old man.

Yan Xuege looked at the old man warily, instinctively tapping the scabbard of the Blood Spirit Sword. Instantly, a beam of blood light shot up into the sky, forming a three-meter-long blood light that rapidly circled around him, creating a solid defensive barrier.

"A gentleman should speak, never act with his hands!" The old man waved his wooden staff and shouted loudly, "Once a person acts with their hands, they become vulgar, they become low, they create trouble, and endless problems! So, little Daoist friend, let's talk things out nicely!"

A flash of blood light passed through Yan Xuege's eyes as he carefully examined the old man.

The old man was incredibly short, clearly not a normal human. He had no blood qi, indicating he was not a living being. However, his figure was clear and solid, not that of a ghost. Moreover, his speech was logical, showing a high level of intelligence.

"What kind of 'person' are you?" Yan Xuege didn't listen to the strange old man's words and didn't put away the Blood Spirit Sword. Instead, he tightly gripped a Blood Thunder, ready to throw it at the old man if he made any sudden moves.

"Person?" The old man coughed a few times and then chuckled. He wobbled to within ten meters of Yan Xuege, standing cautiously outside the defensive circle of the Blood Spirit Sword. He then smiled and said, "I'm not a person; I am the spirit of the Jade Flower Realm, created from a large amount of rare materials!"

"Jade Flower Realm Spirit?" Yan Xuege had no concept of this. In the Mandate Hall of the Yan Clan, he had only received the most basic inheritance. His knowledge of the cultivation world and the great powers' abilities was almost zero.

The old man shook his head in disappointment and mumbled, "Just a little rookie, how did he get into the Jade Flower Hall?"

"Hmm? What did you say?" Yan Xuege's ears perked up. Although the old man's voice was low, he had clearly heard every word. Is this the Jade Flower Hall? By name, it should be the core hall of the Jade Flower Minor Realm. How did Yan Tianjue send Yan Xuege here?

"Ah, this old man is praising you for your divine and heroic appearance, with the aura of a dragon and tiger. In the future, you will surely achieve the Great Dao, shining as brightly as the sun and moon, and living as long as heaven and earth!" The Jade Flower Realm Spirit laughed, insincerely flattering Yan Xuege.

Yan Xuege stared at the Jade Flower Realm Spirit for a long time, then took out a Blood Thunder and played with it in his hand.

The Jade Flower Realm Spirit's face suddenly changed. He sniffed and looked at the Blood Thunder, which was glowing with a dense blood light, and scratched his tuft of red hair on his forehead in distress. "A demon's Yin Thunder, and it's quite powerful. How did a child get something like this? Don't the cultivators of this era watch their children?"

"Hmm?" Yan Xuege grunted heavily.

The Jade Flower Realm Spirit immediately put on a smile, looking at Yan Xuege with a grin. He hurriedly said, "This old man is saying that if you need anything, just ask! Although I don't have many abilities, I know everything about the Jade Flower Minor Realm. As long as you ask, I will tell you everything I know!"

Yan Xuege gave the Jade Flower Realm Spirit a deep look and ignored him.

Using the blood light formed by the Blood Spirit Sword to protect himself, Yan Xuege carefully circled around the Jade Flower Realm Spirit and slowly walked to the altar. Fortunately, as this was the core hub of the Jade Flower Minor Realm, there were no restrictions in the hall, and Yan Xuege arrived at the altar without any trouble.

The large altar shimmered with a faint purple light, with eighteen light orbs, each the size of a water vat, floating on it.

Looking through the flickering light orbs, Yan Xuege saw a bell, a tripod, a pagoda, a bowl, a tower, a lotus platform, a treasure sword, a long spear, a golden whip, and a rope, a total of eighteen different kinds of magical artifacts, each glowing with various divine inscriptions.

Even from several yards away, Yan Xuege could feel the vast, ocean-like power contained within these artifacts.

The Jade Flower Realm Spirit slowly approached Yan Xuege, taking a step and a shake. He stood on tiptoe, looking at the eighteen artifacts on the altar and said, "These are the eighteen immortal artifact blanks created by the Jade Flower Realm Lord, who spent a thousand years refining them with the essence of five metals, the essence of the sun and moon, and the yin and yang qi, using the earth's core as a furnace. After they were forged, they were further refined with the power of the Azure Heaven Milky Way!"

"Blanks?" Yan Xuege's eyes widened as he turned to look at the Jade Flower Realm Spirit.

"Blanks!" The Jade Flower Realm Spirit缩缩脖子，将木杖夹在腋下，无辜地摊开双手做了个鬼脸：“也就是说，还没成型，一点威能都没有！打不了人，伤不了人，更杀不了人！”

Yan Xuege swallowed hard, looking at the Jade Flower Realm Spirit's grim face, and cautiously said, "Can these blanks be of any use?"

"It depends on how you think about it!" The Jade Flower Realm Spirit 'hmmphed' and leaped onto the altar, sitting down and then poking one of the light orbs with his wooden staff. "With your current strength, these eighteen immortal artifact blanks are of no use. But if you achieve the Great Dao and ascend to immortality in the future, these blanks will be invaluable!"

"Achieve the Great Dao and ascend to immortality?" A few months ago, Yan Xuege was just a blood demon child in the Yan Clan's Mandate Hall, completely ignorant of the cultivation world. The idea of achieving immortality was something he had no concept of!

He knew that these things were currently useless to him, so he immediately lost interest in the eighteen immortal artifact blanks.

He had no idea that even before the decline of the Dharma Era, these eighteen immortal artifact blanks were a huge fortune. He also didn't know that in this chaotic era, just before the end of the Dharma Era, these eighteen immortal artifact blanks, if thrown out, could likely cause chaos and upheaval in the entire world.

Shifting his gaze from the light orbs, Yan Xuege focused on the golden box.

"What's in this box?" Yan Xuege dared not look at the box for too long, glancing at it and then quickly looking away.

The Jade Flower Realm Spirit stared at the box, then groaned weakly, "The Heavenly Jade Scripture 'One Qi Qianyuan Yuzhu Bao Lu,' the true Golden Immortal Dao fruit, the shortcut to the Golden Immortal Dao, the orthodox Dao method passed down from the ancient Heavenly Palace, which caused my unfortunate master to die."

Yan Xuege had already taken out a Heavenly Stealing Spirit Talisman. When the Jade Flower Realm Spirit mentioned that the golden box contained the Heavenly Jade Scripture and the Golden Immortal Dao fruit, Yan Xuege was already preparing to copy the cultivation scripture inside. But when he suddenly heard that the Jade Flower Realm Spirit's master had died because of it, he was startled and quickly retreated several steps.

"Your master died because of it?" Yan Xuege looked at the Jade Flower Realm Spirit in shock.

The Jade Flower Realm Spirit yawned sadly and sighed heavily. He looked at Yan Xuege with sorrow and said something that left Yan Xuege speechless.

The Jade Flower Realm Spirit's master, the ruler of the Jade Flower Minor Realm, was a wandering cultivator who had received orthodox Earth Immortal inheritance before the decline of the Dharma Era. After thousands of years of hard cultivation, although the Jade Flower Realm Lord was limited by his talent and insight and could not achieve the status of a Heavenly Immortal, he still became a wandering immortal, enjoying a life of freedom and leisure.

Later, when the world underwent a dramatic change and the decline of the Dharma Era arrived, the Jade Flower Realm Lord obtained a great opportunity during the upheaval, which was the 'One Qi Qianyuan Yuzhu Bao Lu' in the golden box. This was the purest Daoist inheritance, the true path to the Golden Immortal Dao! Even with his slightly inferior talent and insight, it could still firmly send him to the Golden Immortal realm!

The difference between a wandering immortal and a Golden Immortal from the upper realm was roughly equivalent to the difference between a green-headed fly on cow dung and a phoenix soaring in the sky!

So, upon obtaining the treasure scripture, the Jade Flower Realm Lord was overjoyed and began cultivating it without delay. But the unfortunate Jade Flower Realm Lord never dreamed that the upheaval of the world had caused the collapse of the laws and the dissipation of the spirit veins. Without the support of the laws of the world, he suddenly went into a state of madness when he forcibly cultivated the 'One Qi Qianyuan Yuzhu Bao Lu.' His physical body and spirit simultaneously dissipated and returned to the world, ultimately vanishing without a trace!

"Is that how he died?" Yan Xuege stared at the Jade Flower Realm Spirit with wide eyes.

"Exactly, he's gone!" The Jade Flower Realm Spirit waved his wooden staff, looking at Yan Xuege with a worried expression.

"Hearing you say that, this treasure scripture is still very valuable." Yan Xuege's eyes flickered as he looked at the golden box, making a move to open the lid.

The Jade Flower Realm Spirit blinked, rubbed his hands, and placed them on the golden box. The lid, covered with countless tadpole-like divine inscriptions, silently flew up, and a mist of golden light like a dense fog burst out of the box. The hall was instantly filled with a strange fragrance, and faint sounds of divine music could be heard from all directions.

Nine jade tablets, each about a foot square and as thin as cicada wings, gently flew out of the golden box and obediently floated in front of Yan Xuege.