Qionghua's Fall (End)

"Amethyst Stone, a man gets into trouble for his wealth. How laughable."

Looking at the purple crystal in his hand, Shen Fei suddenly laughed. Amethyst Stone was indeed a treasure; if used for cultivation, it could yield twice the result with half the effort. But that depended on who used it. The Dream Tapir Clan had lived in the Huanming Realm for over a thousand years, constantly surrounded by such an environment, yet the experts they had produced were only on par with those of the Qionghua Sect.

This showed that the Dream Tapir Clan was not actually all that powerful. After all, they were a race of dream-eaters. Having Chanyou and the Six Demon Generals of Huanming was already quite impressive.

As for the Dream Tapir Clan supposedly getting into trouble for possessing treasure, it was merely because they were too weak to protect what they possessed. If they had sufficient strength, who would dare claim that the Dream Tapir Clan deserved trouble for owning such treasure?

Look at where the Shushan Sect and Qionghua Sect were located. Who dared say they were inviting trouble by possessing treasure?

"If I gave this to Gai Nie and Bei Mingzi, perhaps it could help them take another step forward."

The Amethyst Stone contained pure spiritual power. For people devoted to the Dao like Bei Mingzi, it was undoubtedly an opportunity to advance further.

As for bringing them to the Immortal Sword world, that was utterly impossible. Even if he truly brought someone over, it would be someone like Xiao Meng, not Bei Mingzi and the others.

It was not that Shen Fei had any particular intentions toward Xiao Meng. Rather, with Xiao Meng's talent, remaining in the Qin Era World was somewhat wasteful. Looking across the entire younger generation of that