"Purple Lightning Thunderclap!"
Zhuang Zhou opened his palm, and a drop of Heavenly Dew floated in the air.
The sword strike he had just executed was merely a feint.
The true killing move was summoning the Purple Lightning Thunderclap with the power of the Heavenly Dew! The higher Zhuang Zhou's cultivation, the more powerful the Purple Lightning Thunderclap summoned by the Heavenly Dew. If Zhuang Zhou were at the ninth level of the Body Refining Realm, even experts in the Profound Connection Realm would be slaughtered mercilessly by the heavenly thunder!
Caught off guard!
A bolt of lightning descended from the clear sky, piercing through Beichen's body.
The last trace of his five-colored divine light vanished into dust, and Beichen was struck into a charred corpse, devoid of any life in an instant!
The saber-toothed tiger, bound by a Life-and-Death Pact with Beichen, also perished simultaneously.
Life-and-Death Pact, where one prospers, the other prospers; where one suffers, the other suffers!
The massive body of the saber-toothed tiger crashed to the ground.
Zhuang Zhou panted heavily, gasping for breath.
Such life-and-death confrontations were mentally exhausting to an extreme degree!
But fortunately, he had managed to eliminate Beichen without any real danger!
"The Heavenly Dew's ability to summon lightning is truly formidable!"
The Elder of Transmission in front of the mirror couldn't help but marvel.
"And the use of black bees to wear down the five-colored divine light shows immense wisdom! The art of battle requires the right timing, geographical advantage, and human harmony, all indispensable!"
"This is the person I've taken an interest in!"
Lin Xuerou's lips curled into a proud smile.
Immediately, Zhuang Zhou ran to Beichen's corpse and searched repeatedly.
Finally, his gaze landed on a silver-white ring on Beichen's left index finger.
"A Mustard Seed Ring, capable of creating an independent space to store items, with a higher grade than a Storage Pouch!"
Zhuang Zhou infused a wisp of his divine sense into it. With Beichen dead, the ring was ownerless.
The space within was surprisingly vast, several hundred cubic meters in size, containing food, clothing, spirit stones, elixirs, secret techniques, and more.
"No wonder Beichen had so many delicacies to win people over; it turns out his Mustard Seed Ring's space is this large!"
Zhuang Zhou mused.
He then began to inventory his gains.
One hundred low-grade spirit stones, ten Essence-replenishing Pills, and five Foundation Pills! In addition, there were many delicacies meticulously cooked with Spirit Valley grains, not only delicious but also capable of restoring True Qi and regulating the meridians!
"As expected of a disciple from the wealthiest family in the Grand Yong Dynasty! Such abundant resources, if sent to the army and exchanged for military provisions, would probably sustain a three-thousand-man army for a month!"
Zhuang Zhou thought to himself.
Even the smallest resource is valuable; having grown up in a poor family, he wouldn't miss a single opportunity.
Next, Zhuang Zhou cleaned up the black bee corpses on the ground and stored them in the ring, as they were valuable medicinal materials.
The black bee hive didn't escape Zhuang Zhou's grasp either; he poured out a small bottle of black bee royal jelly from it, which could rapidly restore cultivation.
Zhuang Zhou also took the saber-toothed tiger's corpse, as the Mustard Seed Ring's space was large and weightless!
The Elder of Transmission in front of the mirror was dumbfounded.
"Is Zhuang Zhou really that poor? He killed someone and nearly stripped the Secret Realm bare!"
"I've investigated; his father is Zhuang Yan, the Northern Guardian Prince. He spent his life on the battlefield but didn't have much savings, so Zhuang Zhou's resources should be limited. It's only natural for him to gather resources!"
Lin Xuerou said softly.
"Zhuang Yan? The guy who dropped out of the academy twenty years ago?!"
The Elder of Transmission was startled.
"If those old geezers find out Zhuang Yan's son has returned, Northern Heaven Academy might not find peace!"
"Indeed!"
Lin Xuerou nodded, a trace of worry on her face.
After tidying up, Zhuang Zhou set off again.
Holding a low-grade spirit stone in each hand, he frantically absorbed the Spiritual Qi within.
His previous consumption quickly recovered, and due to the recent life-and-death battle, his cultivation seemed to have slightly improved!
"One day! One Secret Realm! I must efficiently scour all the resources within! The gray-clothed man was right; such opportunities are rare, and when a chance to reap benefits arises, I must seize it thoroughly!"
Zhuang Zhou muttered to himself.
In the Sky-Watching Pavilion, the gray-clothed man in front of the mirror was sweating profusely.
"Damn, I never said that!"
When it came to treasure hunting, Zhuang Zhou was an expert.
In his past life, during the golden era, various legacies emerged, and countless treasures were discovered.
Someone even summarized a set of treasure-hunting methods.
Zhuang Zhou had even improved upon it!
"Everything in the world has its own aura! Those with strong fortune are like oil on fire, thriving and prosperous! Those with weak fortune are plagued by bad luck, their foreheads darkened! By channeling True Qi and mental energy into one's eyes and reflecting everything with the heart, one can observe the world's fortune! Wherever treasures emerge, the fortune is like a dragon, soaring to the heavens!"
Zhuang Zhou focused his True Qi and mental energy into his eyes.
Sure enough, the world before him changed; mountains were no longer mountains, water was no longer water, but rather an endless flow of fortune, colorful and vibrant.
Zhuang Zhou's body trembled as he discovered a hundred meters ahead, purple fortune swirling and moving.
The colors of fortune are divided into nine types: black, gray, blue, red, purple, gold, three-color, five-color, and seven-rainbow.
Black signifies imminent doom!
Gray represents declining fortune, requiring timely avoidance.
Blue is the fortune of ordinary people, fluctuating, sometimes good, sometimes bad!
Red signifies rising fortune, heralding good news!
Purple is indescribably noble, akin to an earthly emperor!
As for three-color, five-color, and seven-rainbow, each is rarer than the last, representing unparalleled opportunities.
Purple fortune is already quite rare.
Zhuang Zhou walked to the place where the purple fortune gathered and took a small shovel from his Storage Pouch to start digging.
The Elder of Transmission frowned.
"What is this guy doing? Digging three feet into the ground?"
He found Zhuang Zhou's actions bizarre, incomprehensible to normal people.
"In a Secret Realm of the third level of the Body Refining Realm, such a precious opportunity, and he's wasting valuable time in this place!"
Just as the Elder of Transmission finished speaking.
A burst of treasure light shot into the sky from where Zhuang Zhou was digging!
The Elder of Transmission felt as if he had slapped himself in the face!
Zhuang Zhou had actually unearthed a treasure!
It was a beast egg, adorned with complex colorful inscriptions.
At a glance, it was clearly the offspring of a ferocious beast with exotic bloodlines; if hatched, it could become a powerful spirit pet or mount.
"This Zhuang Zhou really hit the jackpot! Just randomly digging and he encounters such an opportunity!"
As the Elder of Transmission was marveling, he saw the scene in the mirror, and his smile froze again.
"Damn it, what is this bastard doing?"
Zhuang Zhou had picked up some dry branches from the surroundings, lit them, and then took out a large iron pot from his Storage Pouch, filling it with clear water.
He was setting up a pot to cook!
"Zhuang Zhou isn't planning to cook that beast egg, is he?"
The Elder of Transmission clutched his chest, his heart tightening, his eyes fixed on Zhuang Zhou without blinking.
This was an exotic beast egg, worth a fortune, a rare treasure even in Northern Heaven Academy!