Cultivation Starts from Farming

"Go!"

The two cautiously stepped into the passageway. After descending several hundred feet, their view suddenly opened up.

A spacious, ancient stone hall filled with a dusty atmosphere appeared before them.

In the center of the hall, there was only a simple stone altar.

On the altar, three items were laid out prominently:

On the far left, there was a wholly snow-white, crystal-clear fruit exuding an enticing aura of Dao— the Celestial Spirit Fruit.

This fruit has a miraculous effect on breaking through the Late-Stage Nascent Soul bottleneck.

In the middle was an iridescent flower with seven petals of different colors— the Qicai Yushen Flower that extends life by two hundred years!

On the far right was a piece of wood that looked withered but faintly emitted boundless vitality and an immortal aura— the Fifth-Order Kunlun Shenmu.

This is the top-grade material for refining top-tier Wood Element treasures.

Even with the shrewdness of the old Hehuan Devil, his pupils constricted instantly, and his breath hitched upon seeing these three items.

But he seemed to recall some ancient records about this place, a trace of extreme vigilance and a strange light flashed in the depths of his eyes, forcefully suppressing his excitement, and instead became more composed.

Meanwhile, the young Demon Cultivator Mo Xue was completely stunned.

Soon after, an expression of unbelievable ecstasy flooded his face, as if this heaven-sent fortune had left him bewildered.

He instinctively stepped forward, seemingly wishing to get a clearer view of these three incomparable treasures.

At this moment, the icy voice of the old Hehuan Devil rang out: "Fellow Daoist Mo, halt."

Mo Xue halted his steps, looked at the old Hehuan Devil puzzled and warily.

The old Hehuan Devil showed a semblance of a peaceful smile, but his tone carried an unquestionable meaning:

"I only want that Celestial Spirit Fruit, as for the other two, the colorful flower and the Kunlun Shenmu, they shall belong to Fellow Daoist Mo. How about it?"

His words were plain, yet they revealed a trace of chilling determination and a hint of sinister intent.

Mo Xue’s expression slightly changed, his gaze roamed over those three treasures, calculating rapidly in his mind.

The old Hehuan Devil’s cultivation and divine techniques were indeed slightly superior to his; if they were to clash head-on, he wouldn’t gain any advantage.

The other party only wants the Celestial Spirit Fruit. Although the colorful flower and Kunlun Shenmu are valuable, for a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, they might be a bit lesser, yet they are treasures enough to make any Nascent Soul go mad...

This division seems... acceptable?

"Very well, as Fellow Daoist Hehuan says." After pondering for a moment, Mo Xue suppressed a hint of unease in his heart and nodded in agreement.

"Since that is the case, to show sincerity, please, Fellow Daoist Mo, take your treasures first." The old Hehuan Devil smiled, gesturing a sign of invitation.

No longer hesitating, Mo Xue, his heart ablaze, stepped forward two paces, reaching out to grab the Qicai Yushen flower and Kunlun Shenmu.

However, just as his fingers were about to touch the two treasures—

A sudden change occurred.

The Qicai Yushen Flower and the Kunlun Shenmu, like ice and snow under the sunlight, instantly "melted."

They turned into two pools of viscous, crimson liquid, emitting a strong bloody and cursed aura, rapidly creeping up along Mo Xue’s arm.

"Ah!"

Mo Xue let out a shrill scream.

The crimson liquid seemed to possess life, madly corroding his flesh, meridians, and bones, even enveloping and eroding the Nascent Soul he fearfully summoned.

In just the blink of an eye.

A mid-stage Nascent Soul giant, together with his Nascent Soul, was completely "melted" in front of the old Hehuan Devil’s eyes.

Soon after, it turned into a growing, writhing pool of crimson blood water, which eventually seeped into the ground, disappearing without a trace, leaving no evidence behind.

In the stone hall, only the old Hehuan Devil remained.

Expressionlessly, he stared at where Mo Xue vanished, his eyes flickering with a cold and deep light, his mouth slowly curling into a deep smile that seemed long expected.

"Fool... the gifts of the Spiritual Miao Garden aren’t so easily taken?"

The old Hehuan Devil slowly shifted his gaze to the only remaining item on the altar, exuding an enticing aura... the Celestial Spirit Fruit.

The deep and cruel smile on the old Hehuan Devil’s face had not yet faded, he was full of ambition, stepping towards the sole remaining miraculous Celestial Spirit Fruit.

He did not directly touch it with his hand but instead utilized Mana, transforming it into a Spiritual Power hand, reaching for the snow-white, crystal-clear, Dao-rhymed Spirit Fruit.

However, as the old Hehuan Devil grasped the snow-white crystal Celestial Spirit Fruit, it unexpectedly... exploded!

It wasn’t a deafening blast but a muffled sound, as if emanating from the depths of the soul, bizarre and subdued.

The Spirit Fruit instantly turned into a thick ink-like, pitch-black nightmarish demonic Qi, roiling with countless tiny crimson blood threads of terror.

"What!?"

The smile on the old Hehuan Devil’s face froze instantly, transforming into extreme shock and disbelief.

He had no time to react, the exploded terrifying demonic Qi, seemingly alive, turned into an immense black net, immediately enveloping him entirely.

"Ah!!"

A twisted, unbearably painful, and utterly despairing wail exploded from the old Hehuan Devil’s mouth.

The scream hardly resembled a human’s, more like the final lament issued when a soul is torn apart!

The viscous demonic Qi madly drilled into his pores, seven apertures, and even the source of his divine soul.

They weren’t corroding; they were seizing.

A horrifying consciousness far surpassing the old Hehuan Devil’s own awoke like a primordial beast in his Sea of Consciousness, intending to obliterate his everything and take over this body.

"No!"

The old Hehuan Devil’s Nascent Soul struggled frantically in the Sea of Consciousness, yet it was all in vain.

However, just when the ancient demonic consciousness was about to completely extinguish the old Hehuan Devil’s awareness and fully control the body in the final moment.