Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 517 Blank Magic Artifact
"boom!"

Flames burst forth from the stone gate, while a few wisps of black wind preemptively landed on the dimly lit passageway.

Liu Xiongyu transformed, staggered a few steps, and vomited a mouthful of blood. But he didn't have time to catch his breath. He suddenly turned around and stared intently at the ever-growing smoke in front of him.

"Boom"

Heavy footsteps suddenly sounded, and a strongman nearly three zhang tall pushed through the fog and walked towards them.

It was a large, imposing creature with a metallic sheen to its skin. Its face was square and dignified, and its iconic yellow turban billowed in the wind on its forehead, exuding a captivating aura.

"This monster!"

Liu Xiong Yu's gaze turned cold. He realized he had overestimated the Yellow Turban Warrior, which was why he had risked luring him into the stone chamber the moment they met, intending to use the Flame Burst Talisman to "perish together."

The Flame Burst Talisman is enough to kill Foundation Establishment cultivators, and even Bone Fusion stage demonic beasts will suffer greatly if hit by it.

But the Yellow Turban warrior in front of them was completely unharmed.

Liu Xiong Yu gently touched the hairpin on his chest. If he could leave the underground palace now, there was still a glimmer of hope for survival.

but.
Without much hesitation, a fierce glint flashed in Liu Xiong Yu's eyes.

He quickly formed a hand seal, and a dark, howling wind raged through the narrow passage, causing the stone walls on both sides to groan and wail.

The Yellow Turban Warrior was completely unaware, his eyes gleaming with golden light, and flames seemed to flicker in his pupils.

In an instant, golden flames shot out from his eye sockets, scorching and distorting the air wherever they passed.

"upbraid!"

Liu Xiong Yu roared, and the black wind rolled like ink, sweeping towards the flames.

The clash of two powerful magical forces caused the underground palace to tremble.

But this shock did not last long. The seemingly ferocious black wind, when faced with the golden flames, was like snow meeting the blazing sun, retreating step by step.

In just three or four breaths, the black wind was pierced through, and Liu Xiong Yu didn't even have time to scream before he was reduced to ashes in the intense light. The remaining flames fell to the ground, the bluestone slabs sizzling, and the rising white smoke intertwined with the dissipating black wind, creating an extremely eerie scene.

"wipe out."

The Yellow Turban warriors stopped and mechanically reported the battle situation.

But halfway through its sentence, it suddenly turned around, stretched out its giant hand, and the air in front of it was shaken by the magic, revealing a blurry figure!

That blurry figure, swept up in the black wind, could only be Liu Xiong Yu.
In the face of life and death, Liu Xiongyu's speed increased by three points, barely escaping through the gaps between his fingers.

The attack missed, but the Yellow Turban Warrior did not pause at all. He opened his clenched fist and pushed gently. The surging magical power was like a vortex, and the gale it stirred up was ten times more exaggerated than Li Xiong Yu's spell just now.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Xiongyu flew out like a fallen leaf, the blood droplets drawing arcs in the air.

"Trespassers shall die!"

The Yellow Turban warriors caught up quickly, their boots stomping down heavily.

With a "crack," Liu Xiongyu's spine shattered, his body almost embedded in the bricks and stones, and blood gushed from his abdomen, flowing irregularly in all directions.

The Yellow Turban warriors were not satisfied. They pressed their feet down and ground the intruder several times until they were sure the intruder was dead before lifting him up.

However, what came into its view was not Liu Xiongyu's pained and distorted face, but a baby face with a radish nose.

"Fake"

The Yellow Turban Warrior's golden eyes flickered, and the runes on them flashed erratically, as if his brain had crashed.

After a long while, it angrily flung the blood-stained doll away.

"cheat"

"die!"
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The noise is getting quieter!

Li Xiangming, who was pressed against the wall, breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Xiong Yu chose to take the right-hand passage, but after receiving a telepathic message, he chose the left-hand passage instead.

The reason for resorting to these petty tricks is out of desperation.

Who made Liu Xiong Yu so much stronger than him?
When the two of them are together, he is like a lamb to the slaughter. Hoping that Liu Xiong Yu will take pity on him and share the Nascent Soul inheritance he has obtained is just wishful thinking.

Moreover, Liu Xiong Yu's sudden "recklessness" made him uneasy. This guy must have some unspeakable secrets. As the saying goes, those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. It's better not to be this "follower".

"With such a commotion, Liu Xiong Yu has clearly suffered a setback."

Li Xiangming quickened his pace. If he could deal with Liu Xiong Yu, he could easily handle him too. This underground palace was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. He had to find the Nascent Soul inheritance as soon as possible.

After a long while, Li Xiangming emerged from a stone chamber, a look of disappointment flashing across his face.

This time, he did not fail. The jade lamp in his hand looked very exquisite, and even the material was made of warm jade, which is quite precious in the cultivation world.

However, a lamp is ultimately just an ornament.

Some wealthy and powerful people who enjoy luxury might be interested in this, but how much are they willing to pay?
Ten spirit stones?

Still twenty yuan?
Li Xiangming is not short of money, nor is he here to get rich.

In fact, the stone chambers on the second floor of the underground palace are far fewer than those on the first floor, and most of them are sealed off, requiring brute force to break through.

He finally managed to open several rooms, only to find that they were still living quarters.

Although these rooms were much more luxurious than the top floor, he found quite a few odds and ends, including magnificent paintings, chairs made of thousand-year-old rosewood, inkstones carved from gentian stone, and so on.

Of course, there were also jade lamps in their hands.

However, these things are clearly not the "inheritance" left by the Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Su. Instead, they seem to be "useless things" abandoned by the owner of this place because he did not have time to clean them up.

This disappointed Li Xiangming, forcing him to overturn his previous conclusion.

The underground palace beneath his feet was not the tomb of a Nascent Soul cultivator, but rather a residence similar to the "Central Courtyard" of Danggui Mountain. The first floor was used to house mortal servants who did odd jobs, while the second floor housed Su family cultivators who focused on cultivation.

Perhaps there's a third layer, a fourth layer...

Even though Nascent Soul cultivators, including Golden Core cultivators from the Su family throughout the ages, once lived here, now they have long since vanished without a trace. Would they leave their personal storage bags in their residences before leaving?

It's impossible even if you think about it.

Li Xiangming sighed, and just then, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes.

"It's that fox demon!"

Li Xiangming instantly caught sight of the other person's face and hurriedly gave chase.

However, the fox demon was extremely fast, and Li Xiangming was soon left far behind.

He frowned, took out a speed-increasing talisman from his storage bag, and his speed instantly increased dramatically.

In the blink of an eye, the fox and the human had traversed more than ten passageways.

A moment later, the fox demon "whooshed" through the gap in the huge bronze door.

Li Xiangming followed closely behind, but stopped abruptly.

Before them was an extremely spacious hall. The blue bricks on the floor were a darker color, made of blue magic stone, and the walls were covered with strange and unusual patterns!
"It's the arena for magical duels."

Li Xiangming was shocked. How many Azure Demon Stones would it take to set up such a venue?

How many more restrictions need to be inscribed?
But what surprised him even more were the several iron racks placed in the corner, which were filled with all kinds of weapons, including knives, swords, axes, and hammers.

"One hundred and eight magical artifacts!"

Li Xiangming counted them off and gasped.

He ignored the fox demon, stepped forward, took a ring-pommel sword, and brandished it a few times.

"It's still a blank magic artifact."

Li Xiangming was even more pleasantly surprised.

The so-called blank magic artifacts generally refer to newly forged magic artifacts. Since these new magic artifacts have not been refined by magic power and divine consciousness, anyone who gets them can easily use them.

Therefore, their prices are three to four times higher than those of second-hand ritual implements of the same quality.

How come there are so many blank magical artifacts in the underground palace of Ziyin Cave?
After a moment's thought, Li Xiangming had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

These magical artifacts were likely prepared for the Su family cultivators to spar. The reason they weren't refined was to see their true fighting skills without these artifacts.

(End of this chapter)