Sky Pagoda Mountain.
The many disciples of Spirit Void Cave had already cleared away the corpses of those Bodhi Sect thieves. At last, they had solid evidence. Not only did they make no attempt to hide it, they instead hung the bodies high among the mountains.
"Are you all right?"
Having rushed over upon hearing the news, Lingxu Zi first surveyed the surroundings, then looked at the dark-golden Buddhist staff in his hand before tossing it back to Shen Yi.
Though the item was excellent, and even he was tempted by the abundant tribulation power it contained, it was ultimately a Buddhist treasure. Immortal cultivators found it difficult to activate its divine abilities; it was like chicken ribs—tasteless to eat, yet a pity to discard.
Still, keeping it as a memento would not be bad.
This was probably the most glorious moment Spirit Void Cave's lineage had ever enjoyed in the Northern Continent.
"This disciple is unharmed." Shen Yi shook his head and put away the Buddhist staff.
"You were fortunate. Had it not been this group, but rather those prodigies of the Bodhi Sect with cultivation comparable to yours, and had they wielded this item, I fear even your master would not have reached you in time to save you."
Lingxu Zi smiled with feeling. For cultivators, talent was certainly important, but at their level, whose talent could possibly be lacking? Compared with that, possessing even a wisp of elusive fortune was far rarer and more precious.
Shen Yi did not deny it.
He had personally experienced the might of that five-refinement Buddhist treasure.
He had only just emerged in the Northern Continent when Southern Sumeru set its sights on him. His survival today had indeed been due to good luck—only, the luck lay elsewhere... Great Freedom Pure World