Myriad Spirits Growth Array

Luo Tong's convoy passed by the Golden Ox Chariot without stopping and quickly vanished at the end of the street.

Dragon Horn Golden Ox watched the convoy and said, "Why does that girl look so much like the Goddess of Luo River?"

The Goddess of Luo River had been one of the most stunning women of Ancient Times.

Even the Lord of All Gods had once admired her.

Yet in the end, the Lord of All Gods had failed to win the beauty's heart. Some said that the Goddess of Luo River had told the Lord of All Gods that her heart already belonged to another.

The matter had caused a tremendous uproar at the time, and powerhouses from all sides had guessed who had won the beauty's heart.

But in the end, no one knew whom the Goddess of Luo River truly loved.

Lu Yiping looked at the Luo Family girl who was leaving, his face thoughtful.

Luo Tong? Luo Shui?

"Let's go," Lu Yiping said.

"Master, look, it'll be dark soon. Once we leave the city, we'll be out in the wilderness. How about we rest here for the night and head to the Flying Flower Sect tomorrow?" Dragon Horn Golden Ox said.

"It's still early," Lu Yiping said with a smile.

Although it was already afternoon, there were still another one or two hours before nightfall.

Of course, Lu Yiping understood what Dragon Horn Golden Ox was thinking.

Thus, the group continued on without stopping, passing through the imperial capital toward the Flying Flower Sect.

Not long after leaving the imperial capital, they arrived at a plain covered in every kind of flower. Blooming in every color, they released waves of fragrance whenever the wind blew.

This was the Hundred Flowers Plain of the Baihua Empire.

Many flowers rarely seen elsewhere on the Divine Martial Continent could be found here.

A broad road ran through the center of the Hundred Flowers Plain.

The War Chariot traveled down the road, surrounded on all sides by a dazzling sea of fragrant flowers. It was as though they had entered a world of flowers, pleasing both to the eye and the heart.

"This Hundred Flowers Plain has been destroyed countless times before, yet every time, it recovers by the following year," Zhao Wen said.

This time, Lu Yiping had brought only Zhang Jin and Zhao Wen.

Lu Peng and Lu Xiaoyu had remained at Black Sea Mountain to cultivate and restore the Asura Gate, while Wei Bing and Chen Yongyuan had also stayed at Black Sea Mountain.

Lu Yiping nodded. "Someone set up the Myriad Spirits Growth Array on this Hundred Flowers Plain."

Although the Myriad Spirits Growth Array was not among the ten great ancient arrays, it had still been a famous array of the Primordial Era. Within the area it covered, things that had been destroyed would slowly recover.

Naturally, the Myriad Spirits Growth Array's restorative power was limited. It could not restore everything. For example, if a hundred-thousand-year spiritual herb planted here were destroyed, the Myriad Spirits Growth Array would be unable to restore it.

"Could Qin Yue have set it up?" Dragon Horn Golden Ox asked.

"No." Lu Yiping shook his head. "This Myriad Spirits Growth Array has quite a few flaws. Qin Yue did not set it up."

As the War Chariot traveled through the sea of flowers, the Great Power Heavenly Dragon Array Lu Yiping had previously set up in the Battlefield of the Gods suddenly trembled.

Lu Yiping immediately sensed it. He abruptly turned his head, and a vertical eye appeared between his brows. Thunderlight flickered within it, as though it contained a sea of lightning.

That vertical eye pierced through layer upon layer of space and time, arriving at the Battlefield of the Gods.

Deep beneath the Battlefield of the Gods, within the space of the Nine Absolute Death God Array, every movement was reflected in the vertical eye.

However, the Nine Absolute Death God Array space was completely calm, without the slightest anomaly.

The light of the Great Power Heavenly Dragon Array had previously covered the Nine Absolute Death God Array space, but after finding nothing unusual, it faded back into the void.

Lu Yiping frowned. The Eye of Thunder Punishment swept across the Battlefield of the Gods, then withdrew after a while. He had Dragon Horn Golden Ox continue onward.

Night slowly descended.

Stars dotted the sky.

The night sky was like a piece of black jade studded with specks of starlight.

When they passed a small hill, Lu Yiping stopped. He set up a bonfire, drank wine, and roasted meat, pondering the earlier tremor of the Great Power Heavenly Dragon Array.

"Master, was there some disturbance in the Great Power Heavenly Dragon Array just now?" Dragon Horn Golden Ox asked.

Lu Yiping shook his head.

Just then, someone in the distance hummed a song as he approached.

"Jiu Xiaoyao."

"Heaven and earth, carefree and unbound."

"Drunk, carefree and unbound."

The tune was not bad, but the lyrics were rather off-key.

An old man in ragged clothing, with disheveled hair, came swaying over on a donkey. As he hummed, he kept raising a wine gourd to his mouth for occasional gulps, not caring that the wine spilled over his chest. He looked utterly free and easy.

Suddenly, the old man caught an extraordinary fragrance of wine. He stopped, his wine-reddened nose twitching before he took a fierce sniff. His eyes lit up, and he rode his donkey toward Lu Yiping's group.

Very quickly, he spotted Lu Yiping and the others. His gaze fell upon the wine jar in Lu Yiping's hand, and he leaped down from the donkey to land beside the bonfire. Then, with a greedy grin, he said, "Little brother, may I ask what wine that is?" His hands rubbed together nonstop, as though he could barely endure his craving.

Lu Yiping set down the wine jar, glanced at the donkey behind him, and smiled. "You can have this wine if you trade that donkey for it."

Upon hearing this, the ragged old man seemed to sober up. He looked at Lu Yiping in surprise, then shook his head with a smile. "That won't do. This is my lifeblood, my old sweetheart. I wouldn't trade her for anything."

Dragon Horn Golden Ox said, "My master's wine contains Ice Flame Fruit, Thunder Fire Lotus, Buddha Heart Leaf, Purple Smoke Ice Paste, Earth Core Flame..."

He listed more than a dozen ingredients in one breath.

With every ingredient he named, the ragged old man grew more shocked, staring at the wine before Lu Yiping in utter disbelief.

There was no need to mention the preciousness of Ice Flame Fruit.

Back then, even He Shao of the Medicine King Hall had been reluctant to drink the wine after learning it had been brewed with Ice Flame Fruit. And each of the other dozen or so ingredients, such as Thunder Fire Lotus, was even rarer than Ice Flame Fruit.

No wonder the ragged old man was so shocked and unable to believe it.

After listing more than a dozen ingredients, Dragon Horn Golden Ox stopped and did not continue.

The ragged old man's heart itched unbearably from what he had heard. Unable to resist, he stretched out a hand toward the wine jar.

But just as he extended his hand, Zhao Wen's hand blocked it from the side.

The ragged old man was surprised. He looked Zhao Wen up and down, then smiled. "Late True God. Not bad." As soon as he finished speaking, his hand suddenly blurred into countless afterimages, bypassing Zhao Wen's hand and reaching again for the wine jar.

But just as he was about to touch the wine jar, a massive ox leg blocked him.

The ragged old man grabbed that massive ox leg and stared blankly at the golden fur upon it, which gleamed even in the night.

Then the ox leg trembled, sending the ragged old man stumbling back again and again.

The ragged old man looked in disbelief at Dragon Horn Golden Ox, who was still sitting there gnawing on roasted meat. His gaze swept over Zhang Jin and Zhao Wen before finally landing on Lu Yiping. "Who are you people?"

His expression gradually turned grave.

Footsteps sounded in the distance. A convoy drove over—it was Luo Tong's convoy.