Qiankun Creation Cauldron

Chen Ze left the Myriad Things Space at once, his heart brimming with both excitement and tension, and his consciousness merged into his doppelganger's body.

He looked at the quietly floating figure of light, drew a deep breath, and slowly said, "Senior, I believe the spiritual herb you spoke of is the Nine Nether Soul Returning Grass."

His eyes remained fixed on the figure of light as he prayed inwardly that he had to get this one right.

Ten billion Points were easy enough to gather, but one hundred billion Points were truly difficult to come by.

The figure of light flickered faintly. A moment later, that familiar voice sounded out. "Congratulations. You answered correctly."

Thank goodness, thank goodness!

Chen Ze let out a long breath, a gratified smile appearing on his face.

This seemingly difficult riddle had finally been solved through his unrelenting efforts.

The doppelgangers sent over waves of excitement once more. This success greatly boosted their confidence.

As long as they answered one more question correctly, they would pass this trial.

Chen Ze had no need to ask about the effects and uses of the Nine Nether Soul Returning Grass. The Myriad Things Shop had detailed descriptions of it; he could check them whenever necessary.

Besides, the figure of light had already introduced some of its properties when it posed the question.

Chen Ze smiled faintly and thanked the figure of light. "Senior, now that the second riddle has been solved, I hope you will present the final riddle. This junior will certainly give it his all."

His attitude toward the figure of light remained courteous. After all, it had previously explained the function of Chaos Purple Qi, giving him an entirely new understanding of it.

Light flickered around the figure of light, as though it were