Qing Chen suddenly remembered what the Holy Son Token recorded: the most precious things in this Ghost Domain Medicine Garden were merely Condensing Gold Fruits!
Apart from those, how could so many Fourth Tier spirit herbs appear out of nowhere, including supreme treasures like the legendary Three Nascent Soul Treasures?
Doubts swelled in his heart, and his gaze swept back and forth across his surroundings, trying to find a flaw.
Yet everything before him, from the spirit herbs overflowing with spiritual energy to the auspicious aura suffusing the air, looked so real, as though within reach.
Could it be real?
A trace of hesitation flashed through Qing Chen's mind, but he immediately rejected it firmly:
Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
He knew full well that even if Fourth Tier treasures lay hidden in this Ghost Domain Medicine Garden, they should be on the three main peaks mentioned by the Holy Son Token.
The Holy Son Token's records were perfectly clear. How could they be wrong?
Moreover, the Holy Son Token had specifically mentioned that although there was spirit soil here, it was merely a small patch of Fourth Tier low-grade Thousand-Year Purple Ghost Mud.
And that Thousand-Year Purple Ghost Mud had been set aside specifically to nurture a mid-grade third-tier Condensing Gold Fruit Tree.
Apart from that, most of the remaining soil was third-tier spirit soil.
How could such soil produce so many Third Tier spirit herbs, let alone Fourth Tier mid-grade rarities such as the Three Nascent Soul Treasures and Heaven-Mending Ginseng?
This must be an illusion! And an extremely sophisticated one!
Qing Chen was already certain.
An ordinary cultivator would have been wild with delight by now, yet he had actually remained capable of calm thought. That was no easy feat.
Once he had thought it all through, Qing Chen's