It had to be admitted that dogs possessed an incredibly keen sense of smell. As a divine beast born of heaven and earth, Little Flame had not declined in this regard; it had only grown even stronger.
Barely half an hour later, it found a spirit medicine plant. Unfortunately, it was a one-star spirit medicine. To Bright Immortals and weaker martial artists, it was a sacred medicine, but to Zhou Heng and the others, it had already lost its usefulness.
Since they had found it, there was no reason to waste it. They could put it up for sale in Qi Yuan's medicine shop later, so Zhou Heng unceremoniously plucked the spirit medicine.
After the first success, Black Furnace worked even harder to coax Little Flame into searching. Encouraged by its donkey mother, Little Flame trotted along happily, sniffing as it went, looking like a fool who would still count the money for whoever sold it.
From here onward lay the true region of the ancient battlefield, though it was also at the hundred-thousand-mile boundary—a gray area suspended between danger and safety. At any moment, a Celestial River Realm demon beast might come running out!
But fortune was sought amid danger. Only this place provided the environment for Blood Spirit Fruit to grow. Elsewhere, they might gain something, but they certainly would not become rich overnight.
This place possessed the spiritual energy level of Seven Yuan Star, making it easy for high-grade spirit medicines to grow. Though it opened only once every hundred years, the area was simply too vast, and many spirit medicines would always remain behind.
Yet gathering these spirit medicines would yield only slightly more than gathering herbs outside. Ordinary students only had one chance every century to enter; if they merely picked up spirit medicines in