The Strange Ring

Within this space, Su Fang saw Xu Zhiye again.

Su Fang already understood this kind of enlightenment scene. It was an inherited memory Xu Zhiye had left within the Creation Golden Core, and also the greatest wealth he had left Su Fang.

It was as though Su Fang were watching Xu Zhiye's life and growth unfold before him. The experience was like watching a movie, yet also like living through it himself.

Because Su Fang's entire soul was within this space.

Within this space, no matter what martial skill Xu Zhiye learned or what cultivation technique he practiced, Su Fang could gain the corresponding benefits.

Su Fang saw Xu Zhiye in the back mountains. Standing opposite him was a woman of breathtaking beauty—lively, noble, and graceful as a water lily rising from the water.

The woman stepped forward with a smile and said to Xu Zhiye, "Senior Brother, I recently obtained a sword technique. Let's cultivate it together."

Xu Zhiye asked, "What sword technique?"

The woman extended a fair, jade-like hand. With a flash of light, an exquisite ancient manual appeared in her grasp.

"A seventh-grade sword technique, the Allure Sword Technique!" Xu Zhiye looked somewhat surprised. Then he looked at the woman and asked, "Junior Sister, could this be the long-lost Allure Sword Technique?"

The woman smiled happily and replied, "That's right, it's the Allure Sword Technique. I obtained it by chance last time. I thought it was a fake at first, but after examining it carefully, I discovered it was genuine."

"Besides, I asked Master to verify it. There's no doubt that it's authentic."

Xu Zhiye nodded. "Legend says that the Allure Sword Technique was created by a pair of lovers. Only a man and woman whose hearts are in perfect accord can cultivate it to mastery."

"Once mastered, this sword technique is no weaker than a ninth-grade sword technique. It is simply too difficult to cultivate, and its requirements for its practitioners are extremely high, which is why it is classified as a seventh-grade martial art."

The woman said, "Senior Brother, we've been together for more than ten years. Our hearts have long been in sync, so cultivating the Allure Sword Technique definitely won't be a problem."

"Fine. That way, if you and I encounter powerful enemies while outside, even enemies or demonic beasts stronger than us, we'll be able to deal with them." Xu Zhiye agreed.

Thus, Xu Zhiye and the woman began cultivating the Allure Sword Technique.

[Comprehended the Allure Sword Technique!]

When the scene ended, Su Fang opened his eyes again. This time, he had gained a sword-based martial art.

"Unfortunately, the Allure Sword Technique requires a woman whose heart is in harmony with yours. Still, this martial art truly has its own unique charm."

After completing his enlightenment, Su Fang was delighted. He picked up his broom and headed to the place Brother Meng had assigned him to sweep.

As he left, Su Fang saw someone lying on the dilapidated street ahead.

The person did not move. His blood and vital energy had dried up, and he was clearly dead.

Su Fang saw Brother Meng approaching from afar as well. He glanced at Su Fang and said, "They're all pitiful people. Find a place and bury him."

"Yes, Brother Meng," Su Fang replied.

Only after watching Brother Meng leave with his cane did Su Fang step forward and inspect the man carefully.

Su Fang had seen this man while eating yesterday. He had not expected him to be dead so soon.

Judging from his clothes, Su Fang knew that he was from the Sword Sect.

The uniforms of Sword Sect disciples bore an embroidered sword on the chest.

"This man is wearing the blue uniform of the Sword Sect. He was an inner disciple of the Sword Sect."

Su Fang sighed as he looked at the shriveled man, whose body resembled a dried corpse. The man could not have been more than fifty years old, yet he looked as though he had just been dug out of the ground.

Su Fang dragged the man into a mass grave within the cemetery.

This was where people like them were buried. There were no gravestones here, only countless small burial mounds.

Over the past several thousand years, who knew how many people had been buried here?

Su Fang dug a pit, then tossed the man inside.

However,

Su Fang saw something fall from the man's body. He picked it up and discovered that it was a spatial ring.

"I didn't expect there to be something like this." Su Fang was extremely surprised.

Spatial rings were not something everyone possessed. Even among inner disciples of the major sects, only a small number could own one.

"No, this spatial ring isn't ordinary."

Su Fang picked it up and examined it carefully. He found that it was extremely ancient and unusual, clearly not an ordinary spatial ring.

"Anyone sent to the Gods and Devils Cemetery would have all their valuable belongings stripped away long ago. How could this guy have brought a spatial ring in here? And such an unusual one at that."

Su Fang observed it closely and discovered that the spatial ring carried a considerable amount of yin energy. It had clearly been buried underground for countless years before becoming tainted by it.

"Could it be that this guy dug up someone else's grave too?" Su Fang began to speculate.

Only then did he realize that when he had found the man earlier, there had indeed been dirt on his hands.

He had initially thought it had gotten there while sweeping, but now it seemed the man must have brought it out from some grave.

Su Fang was just about to use his divine sense to open the spatial ring.

But something strange happened. A bizarre devouring force suddenly emerged from the ancient ring, as though it wanted to swallow Su Fang's soul.

Su Fang turned pale in shock and tried to break free from the pulling force.

But he could not. Just as Su Fang thought his soul was about to be devoured,

A burst of golden light erupted from within Su Fang, completely severing his connection to the ring.

"Pant, pant, pant!!!"

"Damn! What the hell is this ring? It can actually absorb a person's soul power!"

Su Fang hurriedly threw away the ring in his hand and gasped for breath, cold sweat beading across his forehead.

Su Fang finally understood how that Sword Sect disciple had died. He must have had his soul drained away by that ring.

"I wonder whether that golden light came from the Creation Golden Core inside me or from the Maxed-Out Comprehension System."

Su Fang was deeply relieved. If not for those two things, he would likely have had his soul drained and died as well.

"From now on, whenever the Maxed-Out Comprehension System can't be used, I absolutely can't touch things carelessly."

After suffering this loss, Su Fang no longer dared act recklessly.

Better safe than sorry.

This time, he had been lucky. The treasure within his body had saved his life.

But what about next time?

He could not keep relying on other things to save his life.

What if the system crashed or malfunctioned? Wouldn't he really die then?

The key was that Su Fang still could not determine whether the golden light that had saved him came from the Creation Golden Core or the system.

"Unfortunately, I've already used up my enlightenment attempts. Otherwise, I could find out exactly what this thing is!"

Su Fang looked at the ring. After thinking for a moment, he still put it away.

No matter what, something so bizarre that could absorb soul power was definitely not simple.

"I wonder where this guy dug it up from."

Su Fang searched the man again, checking whether he had dug up any other valuable items.

As it turned out, he had.

There was a dagger, gleaming with a cold light and radiating an eerie chill.

Su Fang put it away as well. At the very least, it was a weapon, and it looked quite sharp.

Other than the dagger, there was nothing else.

Su Fang quickly filled in the dirt, then took his broom to the place he had been yesterday and began sweeping.

Although Brother Meng had said he did not need to come sweep here every day, Su Fang had not come to the ancestral graves of the Violet Star Palace to sweep today. He had come to choose his next target for grave robbing.

Su Fang had no favorable impression of the Violet Star Palace. On the contrary, he hated it deeply.

Therefore, he felt no psychological burden whatsoever about digging up the ancestral graves of the Violet Star Palace.

Since the Violet Star Palace had sent him here, he had to dig up the graves of their ancestors at least once.

Otherwise, wouldn't this trip have been for nothing?

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