He reluctantly conceded, "Alright, alright."
Then, he walked briskly to Pei Ziheng, handed him the bottle, and said with a grin, "Here you go, Ziheng."
Pei Ziheng reached out and took it, then looked at Qiu Lingxuan standing to the side.
Qiu Lingxuan quickly waved his hand and said, "I don't want it, I didn't do anything."
Upon hearing this, Pei Ziheng turned his gaze to Jin Jinyu.
Jin Jinyu smiled and said, "The Splendid Commerce Association also has many of these kinds of spiritual herbs."
Pei Ziheng nodded slightly, then slowly opened his palm, and a crystal-clear jade bottle appeared out of thin air.
He gently raised his hand, and half of the Spirit Marrow soared into the air, landing precisely in the jade bottle.
Immediately afterwards, he handed the jade bottle to Pei Zimo.
Pei Zimo took it and quickly sat down cross-legged.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to absorb the Spirit Marrow.
In an instant, his aura suddenly intensified, and his spiritual power surged wildly, forming visible vortexes.
Pei Zimo suddenly opened his eyes and excitedly shouted, "I've finally King-Sealing Realm!"
Immediately afterwards, he rushed to Nan Xunran with light steps, bowed deeply, and said loudly, "Thank you, my lord!"
Just then, another powerful aura suddenly erupted. Pei Zimo quickly turned his head and saw Pei Ziheng slowly opening his eyes.
Pei Zimo strode forward, put his arm around his shoulder, and asked with a smile, "How was it?"
Pei Ziheng sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy within his body, straightened his clothes, and solemnly bowed to Nan Xunran: "Thank you, Master."
A deep, rumbling sound rang out.
Everyone was drawn by the sudden sound and looked in the direction of the noise.
The water in the pool had vanished without a trace, leaving not even a trace.
Immediately afterwards, a stone staircase slowly rose, winding and spiraling into the sky, with no end in sight.
A dazzling beam of light poured down from the void, landing precisely on the stone steps.
Thick fog enveloped everything, obscuring everything except the distant ray of light.
On the stone steps, dark red flowers bloomed densely, like an eerie sea of blood, exuding a chilling aura.
Pei Zimo's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "Is that the same flower we saw earlier? It's blooming?"
Qiu Lingxuan also leaned closer for a closer look, muttering to himself, "Is this what it looks like after it's had its fill of blood?"
Unable to contain his curiosity, Qiu Lingxuan slowly extended his right hand, his fingers gently moving towards the flower spots.
"Hiss!" He gasped.
Hearing the sound, everyone turned around. His finger was cut deeply, and blood was flowing freely, dripping down his finger.
Everyone's gaze then fell upon the flowers.
The edges of the petals were as sharp as blades, gleaming with a cold light, and could easily cut through the skin.
They were greedily absorbing Qiu Lingxuan's dripping blood, and the color of their petals became even more vibrant and dazzling.
Qiu Lingxuan frowned, muttering, "What a nuisance."
Pei Zimo shook his head repeatedly and sighed, "It's impossible to guard against."
Pei Ziheng's expression was grave. He lowered his voice and said, "Avoid these flowers. There's nothing unusual here. Don't touch anything."
After saying that, the group carefully avoided the flowers, quickened their pace, and followed closely behind Nan Xunran.
The stone steps seemed endless; every time I looked up, there were still countless stone steps stretching upwards.
Nan Xunran suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Pei Zimo was so focused on walking forward that he almost bumped into Pei Ziheng without paying attention.
He lowered his voice and muttered softly, "Why did the master stop?"
Pei Ziheng put a finger to his lips and shushed him.
A figure could be vaguely seen on the stone steps above.
The man stood silently, holding a huge scythe; shrouded in mist, everything appeared blurred.
The figure's shoulder twitched slightly, and then clear footsteps broke the silence.
"Thump, thump, thump," each step was steady and powerful, slowly approaching them.
As the person drew closer, their figure gradually became clearer.
It was a woman, and the black scythe she gripped tightly in her hand was as tall as a person, its sharp blade gleaming coldly in the dim light.
Her face was covered by a veil, making it difficult to see her true appearance.
The dark purple robe she wore fluttered gently in the wind, and the mysterious dark red pattern on her neck appeared and disappeared, giving off a somewhat eerie feeling.
Nan Xunran glanced at her indifferently and said, "The Remnant Visage Saint Shaman."
Yan Hua smiled gently and said, "We've finally met, the Divine Son of the Nan Clan."
She moved with light steps, her slender fingers gently tugging at Nan Xunran's sleeve, and said, "Only I know this path. Follow me."
[Yan Hua, the Lady of Destiny, has been detected]
[Contemporary Remnant Visage Saint Shaman]
[Golden Finger: Knowing the Future Plot Direction]
King-Sealing Realm Peak
[Heaven’s Mandate Points: 2798/2798 points]