Chapter 1338: More People Doesn’t Mean More Power (1/2)

Huang Xiaolong felt a sense of relief as he looked at the calm Blue Spectre Spring river bubbling calmly inside his Ghost Buddha Ring. He retrieved the Yellow Springs Magic Robe into the Ghost Buddha Ring, and let it soak within the blue river water.

As soon as the Yellow Springs Magic Robe entered the Blue Spectre Spring river, Huang Xiaolong could immediately feel the Yellow Springs Magic Robe cheering with vitality.

That’s right, cheering with vitality!

The magic symbols on the magic robe glimmered spiritedly, whereas the ax-wielding archdevil diagram exuded a devilish red light with brutal and violent aura.

Huang Xiaolong was feeling extremely cheerful after acquiring the Blue Spectre Spring river.

Since the Blue Spectre Spring river was now repairing the Yellow Springs Magic Robe, it would become more powerful in the days to come.

“The Nine Turns Hundred Leaves Grass and Black Shadow Illusionary Soul Fruit are just up ahead in that direction.” The little cow said as she pointed her hoof in front of her.

Huang Xiaolong nodded. Shortly, everyone continued flying onwards.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a stone valley.

Surveying from high up in the air, Huang Xiaolong’s group could see colorful halos from the spiritual herbs and flowers in the valley below. Towering ancient trees loomed over from the high edges of the valley walls, that were laden with aromatic spiritual fruits.

“That’s the Nine Turns Hundred Leaves Grass!”

“Black Shadow Illusionary Soul Fruits!”

”Heavens, there's so many Nine Turns Hundred Leaves Grass and Black Shadow Illusionary Soul Fruits! There’s enough to refine several hundred batches of Brilliant Black Soul Divine Pills!”

“Having several hundred batches of these Brilliant Black Soul Divine Pills will enable your soul to achieve a state of perfection!”

Huang Xiaolong’s face split into a wide grin at the little cow’s words. He too was feeling quite happy.

On the ground of the valley, there were clusters of grass enshrouded in a faint greenish halo. These clusters of grass resembled the blooming petals of a flower. This was the Nine Turns Hundred Leaves Grass, and it looked adorable and charming. There were more than two hundred clusters. On the other hand, the Black Shadow Illusionary Soul Fruits were in a haze of purple halos. The Soul Fruits were about the same in quantity as the Nine Turns Hundred Leaves Grass, if not more.

Just as Huang Xiaolong was preparing to collect them, whistling winds sounded from the distance, as a group of people flew towards them at high speed. The sound of the whistling winds caught Huang Xiaolong’s attention and he turned to look in the distance. He was a little surprised when he saw the Blue Spirit Gate’s group, whom he had encountered at the ghost cave’s entrance.

A faint frown creased Huang Xiaolong’s smooth forehead. ‘Have they also come here for harvesting the Nine Turns Hundred Leaves Grass and Black Shadow Illusionary Soul Fruits?’

If that was the case, then, conflict was inevitable.

Huang Xiaolong signaled Void devil beast Xu Baisheng, Feng Er, and others to prepare for battle.

Moments later, the Blue Spirit Gate’s group arrived above the same valley.

Naturally, they also spotted the Nine Turns Hundred Leaves Grass and Black Shadow Illusionary Soul Fruits. Blue Spirit Gate’s Ancestor Zhang Yunbo, Ancestor Jiang Dongyang, and others couldn’t hide the joy from their faces.

“There are lots of Nine Turns Hundred Leaves Grass and Black Shadow Illusionary Soul Fruits in the valley below!”

“Ha ha ha, these Nine Turns Hundred Leaves Grass and Black Shadow Illusionary Soul Fruits are all ours!!”

One of the Blue Spirit Gate’s Ancestors exclaimed with an exuberant laugh.

Huang Xiaolong sneered as he listened to him.

One of the Blue Spirit Gate’s Ancestors rushed down towards the valley to collect the Nine Turns Hundred Leaves Grass, as if Huang Xiaolong’s group didn’t even exist.

However, a shadow flickered out of nowhere to block his path, before he could reach the valley. In the next second, a surging palm force flooded forward from a slender palm as ghost fog roiled towards him. The Blue Spirit Gate’s Ancestor was taken aback, but he dodged it with a quick reflex, and at the same time, his palm struck forward to meet the attack.

Booming blasts thundered in the air, and the shockwaves from the collision shook the valley below.