The preparations at home for this journey had been more than thorough enough. He carried three Mountain-Splitting Talismans and Adamantine Talismans, while he had a whole handful of mid-stage Spirit Shield Talismans and Divine Movement Talismans.
But these methods were consumables, after all.
If the opponents they encountered possessed countermeasures as well, then once those talismans were exhausted, they would have to rely on their solid cultivation realms to do the talking.
There were three people on his side—two at the fourth level and one at the fifth. They truly held no great advantage.
Seeing the worry rise on Yang Lingrui's face, Gu Zhengyuan said, "Little Friend Lingrui need not fret so deeply. In truth, aside from one's own strength, obtaining Mayfly Essence depends even more on luck."
"Take the last opening of the treasure land, for instance. A Prince from the Dynasty entered it, with guards at his side who had all been painstakingly selected. Within the treasure land, they ran wild and unrestrained, with none able to stop them. Yet in the end, they failed to find even a single portion of essence. Instead, among the cultivators he had chased all over the place, someone obtained that opportunity."
"Something like that happened?"
Yang Lingrui's brows relaxed upon hearing this.
"Of course. Otherwise, why would everyone say that the path of fortune is profound and mysterious, impossible to fathom?"
Gu Zhengyuan stroked a handful of his beard and laughed. "In this old man's view, Little Friend Lingrui possesses a unique advantage."
"A unique advantage? Please enlighten me, Senior!"
"You cultivate wind arts, correct?"
"Correct."
"Then do you know the technique Clear Wind Enters Body?"
"I do!"
Yang Lingrui nodded.
During the battle against the Yin Ghost in Sanglu Valley, he had used this very method to finish off Zhang