Lu Ye had thought that after he and Shen Xiaomao left the spiritual land for these few days, the worst situation they would face upon returning would be nothing more than a turtledove occupying a magpie's nest—their spiritual land seized by someone else.
If that was truly the case, then a fight would have been unavoidable, and afterward they would have had to think of a way to take the spiritual land back.
A Grade C Spiritual Land was something true experts would not look twice at. Cultivators who took a fancy to Grade C Spiritual Lands generally would not have very high cultivation.
With Lu Ye and Shen Xiaomao joining hands, they might not necessarily have feared others.
But he truly had not expected something even worse than he had imagined to happen. The other party had not occupied their spiritual land at all; instead, they had gone straight for the firewood under the cauldron and carried off the Spring Spirit!
"Why steal the Spring Spirit?"
"You can sell it, or use it yourself!" Shen Xiaomao continued to explain, "For example, if we stole someone else's Spring Spirit and placed it here, then the Spirit Spring could revive. A dead spring would become a living spring. If it were placed in a living spring, then the quality of the Spirit Spring would also improve. Of all the Grade A Spiritual Lands on the Cloud River Battlefield now, not all of them were Grade A by nature. Most of them fused with many Spring Spirits and slowly rose in grade."
"You can even do that!"
"A lot of people who own spiritual lands do that."
"In that case, if one's cultivation and numbers aren't enough, wouldn't owning a spiritual land invite disaster?"
"That's right. So if ordinary people discover an