Twelve spirit flowers and three Spirit Seeds hung in the heavens like brilliant stars.
Such an enormous commotion naturally drew the eyes of every cultivator present.
As rich spirit vigor spread in all directions, the Spirit Treasures, bearing the aura of the Purple Mansion, drove everyone wild.
The direct descendants of the various households present were all knowledgeable, but when had they ever seen such a spectacle of Spirit Treasures filling the sky? An uproar immediately erupted.
"Quick!"
"Rare treasures have appeared!"
"Mine!"
Magic winds of every color converged, closing in within the blink of an eye, every gaze locked feverishly on the sky.
Leaving aside everyone else's covetous eyes, Jiang Yang at least had a head start—the pavilion nearest the water would catch the moon first. He drove his magic wind with all his might and charged toward one spot ahead of the others.
The Pagoda Flowers were only palm-sized, their white petals tinged with yellow and blazing with spirit vigor. Their intense fragrance filled his nose and mouth. Jiang Yang caught up to them and, without a word, reached out to gather two into his arms.
He casually tucked them into his sleeve and headed toward another spot without the slightest pause. This was the perfect opportunity; any further delay, and others would likely surround him.
Jiang Yang turned into sword light, shooting south like lightning and pocketing another flower.
His mystic pupils flashed, piercing the clouds and mist. High in the sky, Jiang Yang spotted a Spirit Seed and secretly rejoiced. This was a Spirit Treasure, whereas the Pagoda Flowers were merely spirit resources—strictly speaking, a lower-grade counterpart.
First, secure a Spirit Treasure. As for the other spirit resources, I'll inevitably have to fight people for them...
With that thought, Jiang Yang instantly soared higher, breaking through