This Time, the Rat Monster Had Kicked an Iron Plate!

Within Wuyi Mountain, a powerful innate formation was still operating.

Zhu Yin did not rush to leave. Instead, he sat down cross-legged and began circulating his magic power, focusing wholly on refining the two spiritual treasures he had just obtained: the Treasure-Gathering Basin and the Fallen-Treasure Coin.

Although an innate spiritual treasure or spiritual root being refined and claimed by an owner would cause the grand formation to collapse on its own, it would not vanish instantly. It would take several hundred years to dissipate completely.

In a place as dangerous as the Primordial Wilderness, having one more handy treasure at his side meant one more layer of protection.

Especially a spiritual treasure like the Fallen-Treasure Coin, which carried the Trading Law. Not only could it make enemies suffer losses, it might even cause them to drop their Innate Spiritual Treasures directly.

These two treasures were practically essential protective artifacts for traveling through the Primordial Wilderness.

Time passed swiftly, and three hundred years went by in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Yin had nearly finished refining the Treasure-Gathering Basin and the Fallen-Treasure Coin, and he now fully understood how to use them.

These two treasures were usually used together... the Treasure-Gathering Basin drew in the scattered fortune of heaven and earth, while the Fallen-Treasure Coin triggered the result, consuming that fortune to "drop" treasures.

As long as there was enough fortune, even a Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure might fall into the basin!

However, the Treasure-Gathering Basin had one limitation... it could only be filled once every ninety thousand years, allowing the Fallen-Treasure Coin to be used once for free.

If he wished to use it again within those ninety thousand years, he would have to consume his own fortune.

Besides that, the Treasure-Gathering Basin could also gather the treasure aura of heaven and earth. Every ten thousand years, it would nurture one Low-Grade Innate Spiritual Essence. Common ones included innate ores such as gold, silver, copper, and iron, while at times it would produce good things like five-element spiritual energy.

When Zhu Yin realized the marvel of this treasure, his eyes lit up. After all, resources were scarce in the Western Lands, and treasures were hard to come by. This Treasure-Gathering Basin could truly save the day.

He counted carefully. These two spiritual treasures had begun nurturing at the start of this era, so by now, they had existed for nearly a million years.

There were already more than a hundred innate spiritual essences stored within the basin. Though their grades were not high, they made up for it in quantity, and more would continue to be born.

Zhu Yin raised his head and glanced at the increasingly unstable formation. He put away all the spiritual treasures, including the Innate Enlightenment Tea Tree and the Innate Spirit Spring, then quietly left Wuyi Mountain before the formation vanished completely.

Unfortunately, the world was unpredictable, and disaster and fortune went hand in hand.

Not long after he left the mountain, someone blocked his path.

The wind howled high in the sky as two Demon Clan Taiyi Golden Immortals stood before him.

Zhu Yin watched them vigilantly, though he appeared calm on the surface. "Why have the two of you stopped me, fellow Daoists?"

One of the demons was tall and burly, with ox horns atop his head and dark skin. He looked simple and honest. The other was short, with a sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks, his eyes brimming with shrewdness and calculation.

The short demon immortal smiled. "Spiritual light surrounds your body, so you clearly possess treasures. If you are willing to lend them to us, we will bring you back to our cave abode and entertain you properly."

Zhu Yin asked, "And how long do you intend to borrow them for?"

"Of course, the longer the better." The short demon smiled meaningfully.

After that, neither side spoke further. They attacked in an instant!

A Ninth-Grade White Lotus bloomed beneath Zhu Yin's feet, and layer upon layer of Purification Divine Light rose up, blocking the black radiance the short demon had fired from behind him.

At the same time, he secretly activated the Six-Purities Bamboo, which lashed out fiercely from the depths of the void and struck straight at the short demon.

Though the other party had armor and barely blocked the blow, he still spat out blood, clearly suffering a serious injury.

In this exchange of ambushes, Zhu Yin was completely unharmed, while the short demon immortal had been gravely wounded. The gap between them was immediately apparent.

"You actually have two High-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!" The short demon was shocked, but the greed on his face only deepened.

He immediately shouted, "You fool! Why aren't you attacking yet?"

Only then did the large ox-headed demon immortal react. He swung his fist at Zhu Yin, and with that punch, heaven and earth roared as if the sky itself were about to be smashed apart.

Zhu Yin's expression turned grave. The Great Freedom Seal flew out from between his brows and rapidly enlarged, crashing down like a divine mountain to meet the punch head-on.

With a thunderous boom, waves of force exploded outward, shaking heaven and earth.

Without waiting for them to react, Zhu Yin flashed away in an instant. The Six-Purities Bamboo lashed out again at the short demon immortal.

The short demon responded in panic. Golden light burst from his eyes and transformed into sharp swords that rushed toward the Pure Bamboo.

But in the blink of an eye, the golden light was shattered. He himself was sent flying and fled miserably behind the ox monster.

The Great Freedom Seal did not stop either. It released countless vines and plants that tightly wrapped around the ox monster's arm.

The short demon immortal shouted, "You fool, quickly bring out your spiritual treasure!"

Hearing this, the ox monster immediately summoned a massive Heavenly Plow. It gleamed with cold light, tearing even the void apart.

Yet Zhu Yin casually tossed out the Fallen-Treasure Coin. With a flash of golden light, the Heavenly Plow vanished outright.

Then the Six-Purities Bamboo crashed down once more. The ox monster was instantly beaten into a severely injured state, falling to the ground and unable to rise again.

Seeing that things had gone badly, the short demon immortal transformed into a streak of black light and fled. But he was struck by the Six-Purities Bamboo again, falling into an illusion and becoming unable to move. He was beaten until half his body exploded, and a rain of blood scattered across the mountains.

After interrogating them and confirming that neither demon had anything worth taking, Zhu Yin decisively ended their lives.

The short demon immortal's true form was unexpectedly a Rat Spirit.

He placed the rat's eyeballs into a jade box and put away the ox monster's corpse to deal with later. Then he completely pulverized the rat monster's corpse and scattered it among the mountains, which could be considered repaying a karmic debt to this mountain range. He then departed in a streak of escaping light.

Several hundred years later, Zhu Yin secluded himself on an unnamed mountain peak, refining the spiritual treasures he had seized from the two demons.

He stood atop the mountain and looked over the scenery below, recalling that battle from years ago with a complicated expression.

The Heavenly Court had two demon generals, one ox and one rat.

The ox monster came from the Slate-Horn Azure Ox Clan and possessed the cultivation of a Middle-Stage Primordial Unity Golden Immortal;

The rat monster was a Golden-Eyed Treasure-Seeking Mouse. His innate divine ability was formidable, and he had already reached the Early-Stage Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.

The two demons had complementary personalities. They had known each other for tens of thousands of years and were extremely close.

This time, while Demon Emperor Dijun led the upper echelons of the Demon Clan to Purple Cloud Palace to hear the Dao, they secretly slipped down to the lower realm and set their sights on Wuyi Mountain.

Relying on their high cultivation and the Heavenly Court behind them, they specifically preyed upon Loose Immortals passing through the area.

In only a few thousand years, the treasures they had robbed piled up like mountains.

There were no powerful experts stationed at Wuyi Mountain, and its inhabitants feared causing trouble, so they did not dare confront them head-on.

Moreover, the ox monster possessed a High-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure. They could neither defeat nor contend against him.

Over time, the Loose Immortals learned their lesson. They no longer dared provoke the two monsters, and if they could avoid leaving home, they did.

If they absolutely had to go out, they would do their best to take a detour and avoid the two demons. If they truly could not avoid them, they could only grit their teeth and spend treasures to avert disaster.

The rat monster was clever and never targeted Loose Immortals at the Late-Stage Primordial Unity Golden Immortal level. That was why he had remained unharmed all this time.

When Zhu Yin first entered Wuyi Mountain, he had taken another route and had not encountered them.

But when he left, his luck was poor. He happened to take the road guarded by the demons, and the rat monster's Treasure-Seeking Golden Eyes immediately saw that he carried great treasures, thus causing the conflict.

As a result, this time, the rat monster had kicked an iron plate.

He had never imagined that although Zhu Yin dressed like an independent cultivator, he was not an ordinary Loose Immortal. Not only were his divine abilities formidable, but he also had several Innate Spiritual Treasures to protect himself.

Once the Fallen-Treasure Coin appeared, it was nearly impossible to guard against. In the end, the rat monster died an unnatural death, and all the treasures they had accumulated over several thousand years, along with their spiritual treasures, fell into Zhu Yin's hands.

Zhu Yin turned over his hand and looked. A pitch-black nail appeared in his palm... it was the Spell-Breaking Nail the rat monster had used in his ambush.