The Spirit-Devouring Worm led the way ahead, scattering specks of golden spiritual radiance with every beat of its wings.
Sun Shangxiang and Li Muyao followed close behind. The deeper they ventured into the valley, the denser the spiritual energy became. They could even see many ancient spirit plants growing from the ground.
Yet all of them seemed somewhat withered, as though something had drained away their life force.
Before long, the view suddenly opened up. In a clearing spanning several acres stood a strange object, jade-green from top to bottom, its vines entwined together.
The vine had nine segments, each bearing a heart-shaped leaf. A faint golden glow rimmed the leaves, while a translucent fruit hung from the vine's tip, liquid flowing within it.
Li Muyao said in astonishment, "Th-This is the Nine-Turn Spirit Rhinoceros Vine?"
Even a Water Spirit Root cultivator like her knew of this spirit plant. One could only imagine how precious it was.
It was simply more suited to those with a Wood Spirit Root.
In other words, it suited the person beside her even better.
Sure enough, once a person's luck turned, they could stumble upon heavenly treasures even while walking.
For the past dozen or twenty years, Sun Shangxiang had always seemed frustrated and unable to realize her ambitions.
Yet today, she had not only obtained a rare spirit insect, but also discovered a rare spirit plant.
This vine needed to absorb nine hundred years of heaven-and-earth spiritual energy before it could mature. Not only could it greatly improve the purity of a Wood Spirit Root, its fruit—the Spirit-Connection Fruit—could nourish one's constitution and even break through bottlenecks.
Moreover, it could be refined into the rare Spirit Rhinoceros Pill.
The older it was, the higher its price.
At the current market rate, even if