Chapter 33

As Anjou put the mummified corpse away, something fell with a clatter.

He looked down. It was a small purple square box, connected by a chain of tiny purple crystals.

At first glance, it looked like a very ordinary ornament.

"A necklace?"

An Zeng bent down to pick it up, thinking that it must have been hanging on the corpse before, so he didn't notice that it was knocked off.

He picked it up and put it back on the mummified corpse's chest.

The cave was incomparably cold, and he could not help but shiver before turning around to leave, he said, "Senior, rest in peace. I will go out to retrieve some herbs before leaving."

"Rest assured, I will definitely do what I have promised you. I will absolutely not mention this medicine valley to anyone."

He had just taken a step when there was another click in front of him.

Anjou looked down and saw a bracelet of thirteen purple, round beads falling in front of him.

He raised his head and looked around, but then he abruptly turned around. There was no one alive.

Just now, it was a necklace, but now, it was a necklace...

An Zhe's heart tightened. He picked up the purple string, and it looked like it was made of some precious wood.

The tentacles were cold and soft.

He turned around to look at the crystal coffin, then probingly asked, "Did Senior give me this bead bracelet?"

No one answered him, but the crystal coffin suddenly moved. The crystal clear coffin lid automatically slid up and sealed the corpse inside.

An Zaiyue thought about it for a moment. This was not allowing him to refund the goods.

The purple necklace from earlier should have been a small gift from this Senior Corpse Corpse.

And he thought that the senior had accidentally dropped it, so he put it back.

This Senior Corpse, who had died many years ago and was still being mischievous, covered the crystal coffin with a lid, implying that he didn't want to put it back.

An Zeng looked at the string of beads, but he couldn't feel anything special about it.

She thought that if she wore it, it would be quite pretty, but it was a bit too big.

He slipped the beads into his left wrist, and they suddenly contracted, much smaller than before.

On each of the thirteen beads, there was an extremely sharp little spike that extended out, circling around An Zeng's wrist.

Drops of blood appeared on each of the thirteen locations.

An Zaiyue furrowed his brows in pain, and when he looked again, there was a bright red star on each bead of the bracelet.

An Zhe knew that only high-grade items needed to be bound by blood.

And this bracelet was even more outrageous. He had pierced through An Zhe's wrist to recognize the owner.

As soon as his other hand touched the bracelet, his mind suddenly buzzed.

Everything about the bracelet rushed into his mind in an instant.

"High grade Purple rank..."

An Zaiyue didn't know if this information came into his mind from the beads or from the mummified corpse, but this information truly frightened him.

There were thirteen beads on the bracelet, each of which had a different effect.

When An Zhe looked closely, he found that the blood that was sucked into the bead string, the small patterns formed on each bead were not the same.

Some were triangular stars, some were half moons, some were dots, some were hexagrams. Each bead had a different pattern of blood spots.

According to the rules, one of the thirteen pearls could be used as a storage space. As one's cultivation level increased, the amount of space in the storage space would increase.

If one's cultivation base was near the Great Perfection Stage, this storage space could store an illusory city.

However, the cultivation level of An Zhe right now was very, very low, and this storage space was barely the size of a room.

The other pearl could also be said to be a storage space, but it did not contain anything else.

In other words, that senior corpse had given all the herbs in the valley to An Zaiyue.

An Zaiyue was taken aback. There were so many types and types of medicinal herbs outside, it was beyond his imagination.

An Zeng had yet to take a close look at it, but there were all sorts of medicinal herbs of the white, red, and gold grade. If he looked carefully, he might even find some purple grade immortal herbs.

"This gift is too big."

An Xuan hurriedly turned around. "Junior has a guilty conscience. The medicinal field outside is Senior's life's work. Junior doesn't dare to take them all away, so I can just take some of my friends back to save me."

He tried to take it off, but no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't come off.

The cat reached out of his arms and gave a little cry, as if to say something to him.

He looked into the cat's eyes and said, "You mean, accept it?"

The cat barked again. Still, the gift seemed too big.

However, he couldn't take the beads off, so he had no choice but to stand up and pay his respects to the crystal coffin once again. "Thank you, Senior, for the gift."

The kitten crawled out of its arms and climbed onto An Zeng's shoulder. After taking a look around, the little kitten's eyes became brighter and brighter.

It rubbed its little head against its head, indicating that it should look at the seven people sitting around the crystal coffin.

The seven of them sat cross-legged with their eyes closed.

There were varying ages, but the similarity was that each person had a longsword strapped to their back.

"Greed!"

"Of course I know that these seven swords are all supreme treasures, and each one is extraordinary."

However, these were the weapons of the seven seniors, so they could not take them.

Good Lord, remember, if we meet an ownerless object, we can carry it on our own.

However, he couldn't even touch the weapons of these seniors.

The cat meowed, indicating that I knew.

It kept looking around, reluctant to part with its surroundings.

An Xuan turned around and said goodbye to the crystal coffin, then walked out.

At that moment, he felt the seven of them open their eyes.

An endless chill rose from his back, so cold that even his bones were aching.

He turned around abruptly. It turned out that it was just his imagination. The seven of them were still sitting there with their eyes closed, not moving at all.

An Zhe left quickly. He had a feeling that if he had touched anyone's sword just now, they would be dead by now.

He did not dare to turn his head around. He was afraid that the moment he saw the seven people discussing amongst themselves, he would point at himself and say 'Aiya! That child is still considered honest and cute. Let's make him our companion …'

As An Zeng walked, he read the information in his head about beads. This thing was called Blood Fang Zhu, it was a high-grade purple-rank treasure.

As the wearer's cultivation level changed, so did its ability. The stronger the wearer's cultivation, the stronger the ability of the item would be.

Thirteen beads, and he could only use three right now.

One was used as a storage space, one was used to store medicinal herbs, and the other was used to store excess energy.

To store excess power means that when a person absorbs too much power from the outside world to accept all of it, the unacceptable part will be transferred to the Blood Power Pearl.

To cultivators, this might not seem like much of a practical use, but it was still very useful.

For example, if An Zeng was injured, he would only have one pill with him.

This pill could cause the body to explode and die if people below the level of the Xumi Realm swallowed it. However, if they didn't eat it, they would be seriously injured and die.

Under these circumstances, the Blood margarine beads played a role.

The excess medicinal effect would be transferred into the Blood Training Pearl to prevent the body from dying due to the medicinal strength of the pill.

This pearl actually had another effect, which was that when the wearer received too much damage, it could transfer a portion of the enemy's power.

For example, there was a cultivator who was far more powerful than An Zeng. He could use a punch on An Zeng's body, and the Blood Training Pearl could transfer a portion of its power away, allowing An Zeng to suffer less damage.

An Zeng examined it and found that the effect of this kind of transfer injury was now activated by 1%.

In other words, if others used 10 pounds of strength to fight for peace, the Blood Cultivation Pearl could take 1 pound …

As he thought about this, An Zaiyue's footsteps stopped for a moment. Then, he wanted to give himself a big shave … 'Fuck, not a hundred people can be counted as bad. Do you still want to be shameless? Do you still want to be so shameless!?'

The absorption of damage was not great, but Anjou knew not to be greedy.

He walked back to the medicinal field and according to the information in his mind, he lightly rotated the bead with the half moon shaped blood droplet … With a boom, the sky and earth changed color!

The entire mountain began to shake uncontrollably, and huge rocks fell down one after another from the surrounding mountains.

A huge crack began to appear on the surrounding mountains, as if countless devils had opened their bloody maws.

Then, the medicinal field that was over a hundred mu in the canyon suddenly floated up and slowly rose into the sky.

The sight of such a large piece of land flying away left even An Zhe somewhat dumbfounded.

An Zeng rubbed his eyes as he watched, because the flying medicinal field fell to the ground …

Immediately following a flash of golden light, the medicinal field rapidly shrank. Then, it transformed into a streak of light and flew into An Chou's Blood Pearl bracelet.

There was a flash of purple light on the bracelet, and then it was quiet again.

From the looks of it, this bead bracelet didn't seem like a high-grade purple-colored treasure at all. It was no different from an ordinary accessory.

This mummified corpse was so generous, I wonder what kind of big shot he used to be.

There weren't many people in the world who would casually give away two violet rank treasures.

However, the thing that made An Zhe the happiest was the medicinal field. With this hundred mu of medicinal field, in the future, the people of Tianqi Martial Academy wouldn't have to worry about being harmed and would have no medicine to cure it.

At this moment, a huge crater appeared in front of An Zhe. Traces of the medicinal field rose into the air, and waves of water seeped out from the crater at a very fast speed.

Anjou watched for a moment, making sure that if he didn't leave soon, he would be submerged in the water.

He chose to leave through a crack in the canyon on the other side. On the south side, there was still a Unicorn Winged Eagle that had yet to leave, and he didn't dare to take any risks.

The current dispute was like a three year old child leaving the house, with a golden chain around his neck and a golden bracelet on his wrist.

A half-grown child who had yet to ascend to the Elemental Realm was wearing two pieces of purple equipment.

One was the Red Luan hairpin that Xu Mei-Dai had given him. With An Zhe's current strength, he could only use it as a dagger.

The other was the Blood Pearl bracelet, which could be used as a drawer … He thought as he walked, wasting heaven's will, it could be described as himself.

He did not know how far he would go, but he had to go north.

He'd been wondering what the hell had happened in this place.

Why would there be such a powerful elder dying here? Furthermore, he guarded this place for 500 years before he died. It was probably because he was extremely bored that he planted this medicinal field.

And who were the seven people guarding the crystal coffin? Were they the old man's followers?

Who built the boardwalk on the wall?

What stories are those murals telling?

These were all things that An Zhe could no longer find an answer to.

He squeezed his way through the cracks in the northern cliff. When he encountered a place that was too small and small to go through, he used the Red Luan hairpin to poke at it.

He kept poking his way through the mountains until it was dark again. Finally, he squeezed his way out of the mountain.

An Zaixin thought that his luck was excellent. The mountain collapsed so badly that if the mountain he had dug out was slightly crooked, he would have been squashed into a pile of meat paste.

When they came out of the mountains on the north side, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse in the sky.

An Zeng stood on the high ground and looked around. The forest that was shrouded in late night seemed to be full of dangers.

As for what exactly this place was, An Zhe had no idea.

He could only rely on his own judgment, beginning to circle around the mountain peak towards the southeast.

After walking into the middle of the night, An Zhe felt the dangerous atmosphere around him getting thicker and thicker. He then took out the droppings of the Unicorn Winged Eagle and smeared them on his body.

When you paint a cat, you can tell from the look on its face that it is refusing.

Fortunately, no one dared to approach the feces of the Unicorn Winged Hawk within a thousand miles.

After sleeping for a while to recover his strength and spirit, more than two hours passed.

He sat cross-legged on a large tree and planned to cultivate for a while before leaving at dawn.

It was too dangerous to sleep.

Just as he sat down cross-legged, he heard a distant cry.

The Unicorn has arrived.