Ling Xiao quietly cultivated the Heaven-Battling Combat Art, which would become his main cultivation method. In this world, he had no helpers, at least not now.
When you can only rely on your own strength to face all kinds of powerful enemies, you will inevitably encounter situations where the many bully the few.
But it doesn't matter. With Heaven-Battling Combat Art, everything will be reversed, and he can bully a whole group all by himself.
Not long after, Uncle Boya returned, cursing and swearing. He had searched everywhere, but the result was a great disappointment to him.
"Damn it, what kind of crappy ruins are these? They're a bunch of poor bastards. The treasure vault is empty. After searching for ages, all I found was a Primordial Saint Pill."
"This is the worst ruins I've ever encountered."
Uncle Boya appeared in human form, holding a sacred pill the size of an egg in his hand, which faintly emanated astonishing power.
"Really? Where did you find it?"
When Ling Xiao woke up, he looked at the sacred pill in Uncle Boya's hand with surprise, wondering how there could still be some that had escaped when he had clearly searched the area thoroughly.
That shouldn't be happening!
He was somewhat annoyed, not because he cared about the pill, but because he was dissatisfied with his own scavenging skills.
We need to strengthen this!
"Found it on the head of a god statue. The guy had a lot of bumps on his head, and I thought they were just decorations, but I didn't expect there to be a pill embedded in the middle."
Luckily, I have Tongtian eyes, otherwise this pill would have really gotten away.
Uncle Boya smiled smugly, "Those who make a living this way are different; they are meticulous and extremely particular in every aspect."
"A whole head full of bumps..." Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment.
Is that you, Tathagata?
At this moment, Uncle Boya looked at the pill in his hand, a struggle flashing in his eyes.
"Brother Ling Xiao, although there's only one Primordial Saint Pill, we agreed to split it 50/50, so let's cut this pill in half and each take half?"
With a sincere expression, he handed over the pills in his hand.
Ling Xiao stared blankly at the pill in front of him. He hadn't expected that Uncle Boya would want to share it with him even though it was just one pill. He was being too generous.
It's really...
There's no such thing as being moved.
This guy is fishing!
The Big Rat wanted to move him, to make him feel ashamed, and then bring out the treasure vault so the two could divide it equally.
In an instant, Ling Xiao guessed the other party's plan. This Big Rat was full of evil intentions and had no bottom line. How could he possibly have such good intentions?
They're definitely fishing.
After a brief pause of about a fraction of a second, Ling Xiao smiled and awkwardly accepted the pill in front of him.
"How could I possibly accept this? However, considering the promise and gentleman's agreement between us, I will take the liberty of refusing."
As they spoke, Ling Xiao used his hand as a knife to elegantly cut the pill in half, and politely handed the larger half to Uncle Boya.
This series of smooth and effortless maneuvers left Uncle Boya completely dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost.
He miscalculated!
Holy crap!
"A master! This is a master!"
"That's insane!"
Uncle Boya was greatly alarmed. His usual move, which had never failed, had actually failed.
This tactic involves using one's sincerity to shame the other person, evoke their sympathy, and then trick them into revealing their valuable possession, thus achieving a quick and decisive outcome.
Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao remained unmoved and even took half of his bait.
You beast!
They won't let a single detail slip by.
Uncle Boya cursed inwardly, but outwardly accepted most of the pills with trepidation, and even emphasized it righteously.
"Brother Ling Xiao, you've gone too far! We agreed on a 50/50 split, why did you cut a little more than I should have? Don't do that again next time."
"It must be fair!"
"Mine, mine." Ling Xiao nodded repeatedly, then swallowed half a pill in one bite, as if it were candy.
Where do we go next?
Ling Xiao then asked, hoping that Uncle Boya would take him to find the treasure.
Uncle Boya fell silent, deep in thought. Soon, his eyes lit up, as if he had an idea.
"There is a place that is very dangerous, but the treasures there are all extremely rare. Even in the entire Origin True Realm, they are the kind of treasures that would make people fight tooth and nail for them."
Even acquiring just one item, given time, would give one the strength to dominate a region.
"Oh? There's such a place? Where is it?"
Ling Xiao became interested, realizing from Uncle Boya's expression that this guy wasn't joking.
You can't keep lying forever, can you?
"This place is called Mythic Heavenly Abyss, a huge abyss black hole, which is said to connect to an unknown and mysterious region."
Every so often, treasures would spew out from it: Dao soldiers, elixirs, cultivation techniques, rare gems—you name it.
Each and every one of them is unique to the Origin True Realm, and can be described as unparalleled. Once upon a time, a being obtained a treasure from the Mythic Heavenly Abyss and quickly became an unrivaled powerhouse.
Later, he even created a race called the Immortal Clan, and this powerful figure was titled the Ancestor of Immortality, as powerful as the Ancestor of War."
Uncle Boya Ya knew it all by heart, and his words were full of envy.
If their Treasure Mouse Clan had such a powerful member, why would they need to hide and conceal their identities?
Ultimately, it all comes down to a lack of ability.
If I get caught, I'll just send it away.
"Then let's get right to it and set off."
Ling Xiao's eyes lit up; a longing had already begun to stir within him.
"The Mythic Heavenly Abyss is deep within the battlefield, teeming with evil spirits. Powerful evil spirits are everywhere, and even a half-step Great Dao Ninth Heaven expert is in danger of perishing."
Therefore, we need to plan this carefully, otherwise we'll be gone before we even reach Heavenly Abyss."
Uncle Boya quickly replied that he did like the treasure, but he liked his own life even more.
Is the Mythic Heavenly Abyss a secret, or is it common knowledge?
Ling Xiao asked, "You're making it sound so mysterious, but it's just some common, cheap stuff. Isn't that just ridiculous?"
"As everyone knows, you know, I know, heaven knows, earth knows, and even the evil spirits know. Therefore, if you want to go to the Heavenly Abyss, you need to get past the layers of guards of the evil spirit army."
Most people wouldn't dare to risk this, but I think it's worth the risk for the sake of the treasure.
Uncle Boya said with a serious expression, Ling Xiao laughed after hearing it.
"Aren't you kidding me? If we encounter a lord-level evil spirit, even ten thousand lives wouldn't be enough to kill us. You're really blinded by greed, willing to risk your life for your treasure."
"No, lord-level evil spirits aren't that easy to encounter; they're even rarer than us beasts."
At this point, Uncle Boya, with a mysterious expression, revealed another secret.
"Legend has it that the true forms of Realm Lords entered the Mythic Heavenly Abyss, and there were more than one. They have not returned to this day, perhaps to completely quell the evil spirits."
Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao's expression shifted, and he looked at Uncle Boya in surprise.
"Where did you get this information? How do you even know that?"
This news caught Ling Xiao completely off guard. More than one Realm Lord's true form had entered the Mythic Heavenly Abyss; could Wan Qianqiu be inside?
Did they really enter the Heavenly Abyss to quell the evil spirits?