Ling Clan territory, deep within the Lingxiao Small Plains.
Amid eight towering mountains like sharp swords piercing the clouds lay a mysterious place shrouded in mist, containing a vast area of High-Grade Spirit Fields, each at least Second Grade.
The spirit plants growing there were also varied and strange, yet every single one was a precious treasure.
There was even a mu of Spirit Field that faintly showed signs of advancing to the Third Grade.
Within it grew twenty-five Third Grade Gathering Yuan Grass plants across one mu.
However, that mu of Gathering Yuan Grass had yet to mature.
Beyond that, at the deepest part of these Spirit Fields was another area concealed by clouds and mist, as though even more precious spirit plants grew within, inaccessible to ordinary people.
At the edge of that "Near Third Rank" Spirit Field planted with Gathering Yuan Grass stood a young male cultivator with a somewhat gentle expression, delicate features, and an exceptionally approachable appearance, alongside a tall, beautiful young female cultivator with fine features and a hint of playfulness on her face.
The two were not observing the Gathering Yuan Grass in the Spirit Field. Instead, they were staring at a bizarre giant earthworm lying on the ground, over a zhang long and as thick as a thigh, with a layer of tough yellow skin.
Before long, a yellow spiritual radiance abruptly flashed across the giant earthworm's body.
The next moment, as if it were suffering some excruciating torment, the giant earthworm began letting out miserable cries. Its tough outer skin seemed to shatter, splitting open with crack after crack as copious fresh blood immediately poured forth.
In the blink of an eye, the Earth-Turning Earthworm was covered in blood. Not a single part of it remained clean, making for a pitiful