Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 172 Two Treasures

After the ravages of the fire, the entire mountain area seemed to have been abandoned by the world, turned into scorched earth, and in some places, lava was still slowly flowing, emitting suffocatingly high temperatures.

The air was burning hot, making it hard to breathe, and the space itself seemed to be slightly distorted and deformed under such extreme conditions.

However, in this desolate area, the area where the National Team players were located was like a paradise, still maintaining its lush green appearance.

Hundreds of athletes from the National University collapsed to the ground, their clothes soaked with sweat.

They all thought they were doomed today, but unexpectedly, when their magical energy was exhausted, the flames automatically avoided them.

Just as they were celebrating their survival, Wang Feng's figure descended from the sky.

"Now, can you obediently hand over the resources?" Wang Feng said with a gentle smile.

Seeing Wang Feng's familiar smile, everyone couldn't help but shiver.

At this moment, they felt immense regret.

Why didn't they choose to evacuate immediately? They actually fantasized that a hundred-man coalition could force Wang Feng to abandon the treasures in this valley?

The resources we finally acquired are now being handed over to others.

...

Wang Feng hummed a little tune as he slowly collected the scattered resources one by one.

Those contestants who were completely robbed could only watch helplessly, their faces filled with frustration and resentment.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he strolled leisurely into the depths of the valley.

Soon, deafening explosions and the shrill wails of demons echoed through the sky, shaking even the ground.

When the smoke cleared, Wang Feng strolled out leisurely with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, showing no trace of the battle.

Seeing everyone staring at him in disbelief, he casually waved his hand:
"What are you looking at? I've taken the treasure; there's nothing more to see here."

"Go and do what you have to do."

After saying that, he hummed an off-key tune and strolled toward the hill where Mo Fan and the others were hiding, leaving behind a bunch of contestants from various countries who were questioning their existence.

Shortly after Wang Feng left, Zhe Luo and his group slowly emerged from the valley.

Their clothes were tattered and their faces were bruised, making them look extremely miserable.

……

Wang Feng arrived at the cliff where Mo Fan and the others were hiding. His gaze swept over them, and he nodded in satisfaction at their unharmed state.

"So, how have you been doing lately?" Wang Feng asked casually.

"Don't even mention it!" Mo Fan kicked a pebble at his feet with a look of utter displeasure. "We raided several teams, but they were all leftovers from the ones you'd already patronized. All that was left was a mere 300 million, not even enough to pay off our debts!"

Wang Feng shrugged innocently; he wasn't going to take the blame—the only one to blame was Mo Fan for being too slow.

"Captain," Jiang Yu pushed up his glasses, a curious glint in his eyes, "what exactly is this year's battlefield treasure?"

Wang Feng's expression suddenly became subtle.

He stroked his chin, seemingly choosing his words carefully: "Well, this is a rather special fruit."

The image of that crystal-clear Ice Domain Fruit flashed through his mind.

It was this rare treasure that allowed Mu Bai to overtake others and break through to the Super Rank before Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan.

This wondrous creature, containing triple energies of ice, plant, and poison, requires a specific toxin to fully mature.
That particular toxin has long been extinct, but one still exists inside the Great Pyramid of Giza.

"It can barely be considered a treasure," Wang Feng finally said vaguely, "but the conditions for it to mature are quite demanding." Wang Feng turned his gaze to Eileen beside him and nodded slightly, saying, "Eileen, we've already plundered most of the treasures in this space, so let's end our cooperation here."

Eileen's lips curved into an elegant smile, a glint of mischief flashing in her golden eyes: "Okay, I'll ask you out alone after the treasure hunt."

She gently shook the spatial scroll in her hand, and it disappeared in a stream of light four seconds later.

As soon as Eileen left, Jiang Shaoxu stood with her hands on her hips, looking menacing: "Wang Feng! What exactly is your relationship with that British duke?!"

She bit her lower lip, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "Why...why were you so intimate!"

Wang Feng looked blankly at Nan Jue and the others for help.

Mo Fan suppressed a laugh and nudged him with his elbow: "Old Wang, your 'girl-in-arms' entrance just now, tsk tsk."

Wang Feng then understood why Jiang Shaoxu looked jealous, and quickly explained, "We're just business partners. I was carrying her to make our journey faster, otherwise our precious treasure would have been stolen."

"Really?" Jiang Shaoxu frowned slightly, feeling that something was not right.

Just as she was about to think it over, Wang Feng suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, I know there's a battlefield treasure hidden in this treasure space, Fox, are you interested?"

Wang Feng was referring to the commemorative stone from thirty-two years ago.

Now that he possesses eighth-level spiritual power, this fingernail-sized mental stone is of little use to him.

But it's just right to give it to Jiang Shaoxu—it was originally intended for Mu Nujiao, but since she's not here, it can be considered as advance payment to Jiang Shaoxu as 'payment for prostitution'.

"There's more?" Jiang Shaoxu's beautiful eyes widened as she stared at Wang Feng in disbelief.

"What, you don't believe me?" Wang Feng raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Any battlefield treasures? Old Wang, can I have one too?" Mo Fan rubbed his hands together and leaned closer, his eyes gleaming with a flattering light.

"Get out of here," Wang Feng waved his hand dismissively. "There's only one treasure. What are you doing following me? You'd be better off using this time to plunder other resources. Don't forget you still owe me money!"

Mo Fan pursed his lips and muttered, "Tch, a womanizer who forgets all principles!"

Jiang Shaoxu's red lips curved slightly, and she suddenly took Wang Feng's arm affectionately, pressing her soft, white skin tightly against it: "Then let's go quickly~"

"Mmm." Wang Feng naturally put his arm around her slender waist, and the white winged magical artifacts unfolded again. The two flew towards the Poison Gas Valley.

"That's great," Jiang Yu murmured to himself, pushing up his glasses and watching the two figures disappear into the distance.

……

Wang Feng led Jiang Shaoxu at high speed, and soon arrived at the end of the mountain range.

A huge depression suddenly appeared before them, completely shrouded in thick, inky black gas, resembling a strange black lake from afar.

This 'black lake' has a complex and varied terrain—

There are sunken basins, like giant bowls turned upside down.

There are bottomless fissures in the earth, like the mouth of a demon.

Jagged peaks divide the black fog into several areas.

The whole thing forms a group of dead lakes without water, which looks even more spectacular and dangerous when viewed from above.

"The treasure... is it right below?" Jiang Shaoxu stared at the churning black mist and unconsciously tightened her grip on Wang Feng's arm.

“Yes, it’s at the very deepest part.” Wang Feng’s gaze was profound.

He had discovered this place long ago through the Eye Eagle, and combined with his memories from his previous life, he was certain that the Mind Stone was hidden here!
“But this poisonous fog…” Jiang Shaoxu frowned slightly as she looked at the churning black mist below.

"Since I brought you here, I naturally have a way." Wang Feng's lips curled into a confident smile.
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P.S.: Happy Labor Day, everyone!
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