Chapter 241 Ten Thousand Years of Mysterious Ice

Jian Wuqing of the Tai Xuan Sword Sect was teleported to the Nascent Soul stage area.

When he entered the secret realm, he was standing with Mo Heyu from the Pure Immortal Sect, but they were not teleported together.

Jian Wuqing originally planned to go directly to the area with the most abundant spiritual energy and meditate until the secret realm closed.

For sword cultivators, the most important thing is the sword in their hands.

He wasn't as obsessed with rare and precious materials as other cultivators.

Jane was even more ruthless.

He had just happened to be in the Western Wilderness Continent and came to join in the fun before the secret realm opened, but he didn't expect to be teleported in himself.

However, he suddenly stopped halfway there.

The moment he stepped into this area, he keenly sensed that the temperature here was slightly lower than in other places.

He took this change, which was easy for others to overlook, to heart.

Because this slight drop in temperature carries a chill.

However, even this slight chill caused his cultivation, which had been stagnant for a long time, to fluctuate for a moment.

Jian Wuqing released her divine sense to explore the subtle changes in the surrounding temperature.

Heading towards the source of the chill, they followed their senses and entered a formation.

Upon entering the formation, one immediately felt an extreme, overwhelming cold that swept over them.

Before them was a cave formed by ice and snow, with a solid block of 'mysterious ice' in the very center.

It has existed for over ten thousand years and is the most precious 'ten-thousand-year-old mysterious ice' among mysterious ice.

'Mystic Ice' is not insignificant in the cultivation world.

The 'Ten Thousand Years of Mysterious Ice' is even more extreme.

It is a treasure that can only be found by chance.

The 'Mysterious Ice' was chillingly cold. As soon as Jian Wuqing came into contact with it, his body was instantly covered with a thick layer of frost.

He didn't panic. He immediately closed his eyes and began cultivating using the cold energy of the 'mysterious ice'.

After a quarter of an hour, the frost on my body melted away, and my body finally adapted to the cold.

Jian Wuqing drew his Wuqing sword, cut off a small piece of Xuanbing, and placed it into a high-level storage box with an isolation array.

His gaze fell upon the remaining large piece of 10,000-year-old mystic ice, and he felt a pang of regret. The high-level isolation storage box was far too precious, and he only had one.

The remaining 10,000-year-old mystic ice is obviously impossible to take away.

However, he quickly came to terms with it.

Obtaining even a small piece of 10,000-year-old mystic ice is already an immense stroke of luck.

Although he couldn't take the rest with him, he could still cultivate here.

Cultivating in such an extremely cold environment is a tremendous opportunity for someone with his mutated ice spiritual root.

After figuring it out, Jian Wuqing sat down on the spot to absorb the cold energy and cultivate.

Yi Xiuming, from the Loose Cultivator Alliance, was dressed in black, completely covered from head to toe, with only his pair of dark and deep eyes showing.

He was teleported to a medicinal garden.

Originally, he was not interested in medicinal herbs.

Furthermore, due to childhood experiences, I have a strong aversion and disgust towards herbs and their smell.

He was about to leave when suddenly the image of Nangong Tianci's adorable baby face appeared in his mind.

For some reason, my steps, which were meant to leave, abruptly stopped in mid-air.

Yi Xiuming took out silk gloves from his spatial bag and put them on to protect himself from the poison.

Only then did he squat down and resignedly begin digging for the medicinal herbs.

He secretly convinced himself that he was only doing this to see Nangong Tianci make a fool of himself by accepting the herbs he had given him, and that he didn't care about him at all.

Imagining the joyful scene of Nangong Tianci accepting the spiritual herb, the corners of her lips involuntarily turned up.

Yi Xiuming was an orphan from a young age and struggled in the secular world. At the age of seven, he was discovered by the seemingly righteous Five Poisons Master and taken as his disciple.