State of Mind

As a Nascent Soul True Lord, Zhao Qi's experience naturally far surpassed that of Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining disciples. It was simply that Little Tree Village's location was hidden in an exceedingly tricky, cunning manner. If he had not been skilled in formations, he would probably have had to search for quite some time.

Yet when he brought reinforcements into Little Tree Village and saw two hundred "Golden Cores" digging at a well... how should he put it? Zhao Qi was completely numb.

Such a wicked place had actually existed beneath Yonglu Mountain's very nose for so long! It was his dereliction of duty. Once he returned, he would write a self-criticism!

State of Mind

The four of them had no idea reinforcements had arrived. Besides, even if they had known, there were two hundred Golden Cores above them. Even a Nascent Soul True Lord would have to spend a good while dealing with that. In accordance with the principle of taking things as they came, the four unanimously approved the activity of "exploring the bottom of the well."

The bottom of the well was deep and incredibly spacious. Cultivators possessed extraordinary eyesight, yet it still gave them the feeling that they could not see the end at a glance.

"This place is absurdly huge." Bian Chunchou looked around in astonishment. If this truly was beneath the tree, then how long had that tree lived? Even a ten-thousand-year-old turtle could not possibly be this long-lived.

Xiang He, however, said, "What you see may not be the truth. Don't jump to conclusions."

The four did not leave the water-repelling artifact. For one thing, the bottom of the well was buried beneath a vast number of bones. These bones had been forgotten by time for far too long, and the resentment