Chapter 333 Soul Nurturing Tree

Chapter 333: Soul Nurturing Wood

“How much is this earthenware pot worth?”

Lin Fan asked again, thinking that if it wasn’t expensive, buying one to try his luck wouldn’t hurt.

“Seeing that you’re quite fated, one divine medicine for one earthenware pot,” the Gray-Clothed Old Man replied.

“Senior, are you treating me like an idiot or are you robbing me?”

Lin Fan was completely speechless; no wonder this place was dilapidated and nobody cared for it—it turned out to be a profiteering merchant who demanded exorbitant prices.

Immediately, he turned to leave, but was called back again.

“You’re here for that Immortal Manor, aren’t you?”

“Immortal Manor?” Lin Fan was surprised, and he pulled back the foot he had stepped out.

“About three million miles east of the city, there was an anomaly a month ago. Someone saw immortal light soaring into the sky and auspicious colors steaming there, concluding that an ancient immortal ruin was about to appear.”

Lin Fan pondered; that period coincided with his summoning of another Reincarnation Disk, and the direction was also the same. It was too much of a coincidence.

“That place isn’t safe. It was once a battlefield where a powerful creature from another world was killed, causing strange occurrences in the valley from time to time…”

The white-haired old man explained that even figures in the Void Dao Realm had stepped on black mud near there and turned into thick blood.

Later, some speculated that the valley’s anomaly was due to being stained with the blood of an otherworldly creature, turning it into a demonic land.

But some people didn’t believe it and chose to go in and explore. As a result, they never came out again, all dying inside.

“What?!”

Lin Fan was awestruck, deep in thought. He wondered why people from the Chang Sheng Family would appear—it turned out they were attracted by the Immortal Manor.

“Young man, with more life-saving items, your chances of success will be greater. Don’t go treasure hunting only to die inside first,” the Gray-Clothed Old Man smiled, his words somewhat profound.

“Thank you for the information, Senior, but my pockets are cleaner than my face; I really can’t afford your treasures,” Lin Fan refused.

“Actually… you don’t have to buy it with divine medicine; other things can also substitute, for example…”

The Gray-Clothed Old Man’s gaze shifted downwards, finally resting on Lin Fan’s feet, as if he were appraising some rare treasure.

“These shoes of yours, made from mystic yellow stone, are quite good. They could indeed be worth a divine medicine…”

Lin Fan was startled. Although this old man was ancient, like a living fossil, his eyesight was truly sharp.

His shoes were hidden, covered with another layer of divine metal, yet he still saw through them.

“How about this: I don’t have divine medicine, and I still need my shoes. How about exchanging it for a drop of immortal blood?”

Lin Fan looked at the vendor and took out a crystal. As soon as it appeared, it exuded endless crimson glow and surging immortal light.

It was too brilliant, like a small red sun illuminating the place, causing the old man to immediately cast great magical power to shield it.

Of course, this was not essence blood, but just ordinary immortal blood, yet it was precious enough. Baptizing with it would not necessarily be worse than divine medicine.

“Alright!”

The old man agreed readily, as if afraid he would go back on his word. He extended his skeletal hand and immediately took the fist-sized crystal.

Lin Fan: I was too hasty!

“Everything is here. You choose yourself. Whatever you get is whatever you get. It’s all up to luck, no deception!”

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan used his Heavenly Eye and scrutinized them carefully, exclaiming in surprise, “Huh, the jars have Restrictions set on them? Even the Heavenly Eye can’t see through?”

“Young man, let me remind you, it’s impossible to pick out the most precious item with your Heavenly Eye!”

The Gray-Clothed Old Man smiled, obviously having tampered with them specifically to counteract such clairvoyant Divine Ability.

“Heh, I have more than one method.”

Lin Fan wasn’t discouraged. He took out a jade jar containing a strange divine insect, about two inches long, resembling a miniature Qilin.

It was precisely the Qilin Insect!

Before, he found it troublesome and gave it to Yue Chan, but currently, she was cultivating and had no time to feed it, so Lin Fan carried it with him.

“Little Zi, time to work!”

He poked it with his finger, then took out a True God Magical Artifact, shrunk it, and threw it into the jar.

“Crack!”

The Qilin Insect, flowing with purple light, seemed to have smelled something delicious. It instantly woke up and began to devour ravenously.

It had to be said, this was also a lazy little creature. Besides sleeping, it just ate every day, hardly like a divine insect.

“Hurry up, help me choose which earthenware pot has the best stuff. If you find the right one, I’ll reward you with another Heavenly God Magical Artifact to eat,” Lin Fan urged.

“Whoosh!”

The divine insect, having received its command, flew out, transforming into a streak of purple light, shimmering brightly, pausing back and forth between more than a dozen earthenware pots.

“A King Insect! And a Qilin Insect that only appears once in thousands of generations, about to evolve into an Emperor Insect,” the Gray-Clothed Old Man exclaimed in surprise.

Evidently, he recognized this rare treasure insect because it was too famous; it could rely on its sensitive Divine Sense to search for supreme immortal materials.

At the same time, the old man looked at Lin Fan, his mouth twitching slightly. Was this the person whose pockets were cleaner than his face?

After a moment, the Qilin Insect flew back to Lin Fan’s shoulder, flashing purple light, and transmitted a Divine Thought into his ear.

“Senior, I’ll take that one,” Lin Fan said, pointing to one of the earthenware pots.

“Crack!”

The old man flipped his palm, and the earthenware pot covered in runes opened. An ancient and simple Talisman fell before Lin Fan.

It looked like wood, yet also like a jade tablet, flowing with luster. It was unknown from what era, and still covered in dirt, incredibly ancient.

“What is this thing?” Lin Fan asked, confused.

Suddenly, before the old man could explain, a young man rushed over from a distance, dressed in luxurious clothes, with a distinguished demeanor.

“Oh my god, this is Soul Nurturing Wood!” He stared intently at the wooden tablet in Lin Fan’s hand.

“Soul Nurturing Wood?” Lin Fan was puzzled.

“As the name suggests, this kind of wood can nourish one’s Divine Soul and strengthen Primordial Spirit power. Even when a person is close to death, their Soul can reside on it, maintaining an undying vitality,” the young man explained.

Furthermore, due to the drastic environmental changes in this epoch, Soul Nurturing Wood has long been extinct in the world, because it only grows in places with rich Immortal Qi.

“How do I feel… it’s not as miraculous as you say?”

Lin Fan held it in his hand and felt it carefully. It indeed had a Soul-nourishing effect, but it was very weak and not particularly significant.

However, it might also be related to his current powerful Primordial Spirit power; ordinary divine materials found it difficult to enhance him further.

After all, he had consumed golden bodhi fruit, huangquan fruit, and other items, and his Primordial Spirit power had surpassed the limits of the same Realm.

Upon hearing this, the young man swept his Divine Sense over the wooden tablet and immediately changed color, unable to help but curse, “Damn it, which prodigal son refined the legendary ancient wood into a substitute death divine Talisman?”

Evidently, after being refined, the Soul Nurturing Wood’s divine efficacy was greatly reduced, and it could no longer possess that peculiar effect.

Lin Fan understood. If it were intact, the old man wouldn’t have put it up for sale.

Even so, he was still quite pleased. At least he didn’t suffer a loss; it was equivalent to gaining an extra life out of thin air.

Moreover, it was effective below the Void Dao Realm!

“Fellow Daoist, could you sell it to me?” the young man said, with an extraordinary demeanor, clearly a disciple from a major power.

Although the effect of the Soul Nurturing Wood was far less than before, some Dao traditions still had ways to extract its medicinal properties for strengthening the Soul.

Therefore, the wooden tablet was still a rare treasure, invaluable.

“No sell. It’s also of great use to me,” Lin Fan shook his head.

It should be known that refining such a divine Talisman was not simple; it not only consumed a large amount of divine materials, but its method was also lost, mostly originating from ancient ruins.

“Fellow Daoist, my name is Wang Chengyu, from the Chang Sheng Wang Family.” The young man directly introduced himself, which was a form of warning.