Time sped like a galloping colt, the years like flying arrows!
In the blink of an eye, nine years had passed.
This day!
Two streaks of crystal light suddenly flashed across the blue-stone throne at the end of the cave!
In an instant!
A glimmer of light flashed through the utterly dark cave before it sank back into darkness once more.
When the old man abruptly opened his eyes, they had already returned to their former cloudy state, as though the strange sight from before had been nothing but an illusion.
Then!
Cheng Buzheng's gaze fell upon his dust-covered body, which gave a slight shudder!
In the next instant!
A violent aura surged forth.
At the same time!
A nameless gust of strange wind swept through the cave abode.
The mountains of stone piled before the old man, along with the cracked fragments scattered among them, were instantly blown into complete disarray!
Whoosh! Whoosh!!
The savage gale swept up countless stones and fragments as it rushed outward.
Looking again, though the cave remained exceedingly bare and monotonous, it was at least barely fit for the eye.
At this sight.
The old man seated upon the blue-stone throne swept his gaze around, then thought to himself:
"Looks like I was overthinking it before!"
Cheng Buzheng did not believe that if some Supreme Being truly coveted the many Spiritual Items on him, they would have waited this long.
Besides!
The great figures of the Cultivation World all knew full well that he could not possibly be a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation realm.
Thus, there was no need for them to have any misgivings.
After all!
The treasures he had sought before were all Spiritual Items needed by Nascent Soul Cultivators. Whether Spirit Pills or other treasures, all were the same.
Therefore!