The Ultimate Treasure Hunt Under Watchful Eyes

A figure skimmed over the ground. Because he was moving too fast, his afterimage was nearly transparent, making it seem as though his feet never touched the earth.

The figure's owner was a Strong Martial warrior. To conserve his strength, he kept low as he traveled instead of soaring through the air.

Even so, his speed and power were terrifyingly swift. A rabbit had just poked its head out of its burrow when he crushed it with a single step.

"Huff, huff, huff, huff!"

The owner of the retreating figure panted heavily as he burst into a basin shrouded in smoke and fire.

Rivers encircled the basin, nourishing a Medicine Field at its heart.

All sorts of people bustled around beside the Medicine Field, gathering medicinal materials, sorting and curing them. On a level stretch of ground nearby stood enormous medicine furnaces, exhaling smoke like demons breathing.

He spotted an old man beside the furnaces, his eyes lighting up. "Brother, I found out something."

The old man was named Su Zhaochangkong, a Strong Martial Fourth Heaven warrior. He had once been the master of a sect in Great Wu Prefecture, but when the witchfolk invaded, dozens of large tribes besieged them. His sect fell, and his disciples were almost entirely killed or wounded.

Su Zhaochangkong had fought desperately to break out of the encirclement. The family fortune he had accumulated over half a lifetime was wiped clean, and he went from a man of means to a wandering drifter.

"Brother Yue, come over and speak!"

The one who had rushed back from a thousand miles away to report was a middle-aged Strong Martial Second Heaven warrior named Cong Yue'erlang.

Cong Yue'erlang had originally been a wandering Strong Martial warrior. Fortunately, he was sworn brothers with Su Zhaochangkong, so he never