Ling Tian Sword God

"The Soul Yu Ancient Tree is indeed an extraordinary tree from ancient times. It might not be much inferior to the Undying Tree, no wonder Princess Mingzhu went to such lengths to deal with Ling Chen."

Even the Spiritual Heart Saint’s eyes brightened involuntarily, evidently aware of the value of this Soul Yu Ancient Tree.

"This Soul Yu Ancient Tree looks quite old. It should have already borne Soul Ghostly Fruits."

Shen Bingxin’s eyes slightly moved.

Ling Chen coughed lightly, "We’ve already collected the Soul Ghostly Fruits. Master won’t ask us to hand them over, right?"

"What are you thinking, you brat."

Shen Bingxin couldn’t help but extend her finger and give Ling Chen’s forehead a firm poke, "Getting the Soul Ghostly Fruits is your opportunity. How could I do such a thing?"

Hearing this, Ling Chen gave an embarrassed smile, although he was half-joking. Considering Shen Bingxin’s nature, she certainly wouldn’t do such a thing.

"But you can keep the Soul Ghostly Fruits. For the Soul Yu Ancient Tree, I suggest you hand it over to the Sect."

Shen Bingxin shifted her tone, her delicate face becoming extremely serious, and said softly: "You must understand, cultivating this Soul Yu Ancient Tree requires extremely stringent conditions, consuming a great deal of precious materials, and needing dedicated caretakers. It’s very difficult for you alone to sustain this tree. It would be better to hand it over to the Sect, and let Lingyue Island nurture the Soul Yu Ancient Tree. For you personally, it’s a significant contribution, and the Sect will reward you with a large amount of Sect Contribution Points. Even if the Soul Yu Ancient Tree bears fruits in the future, a certain proportion will still be shared with you."

"How about it? Would you like to consider it?"

Shen Bingxin looked at Ling Chen without urgency, as regardless of her persuasion, the decision ultimately rested with Ling Chen.

"Alright, I’ll hand the Soul Yu Ancient Tree over to the Sect."

Ling Chen didn’t hesitate much and nodded in agreement. Cultivating the Soul Yu Ancient Tree was exceedingly troublesome, and he indeed didn’t have the capacity to invest too much in it. If entrusted to others, he wouldn’t feel secure, and they might not have the capability either. Handing it to Lingyue Island was a good choice that would also earn him a substantial amount of Sect Contribution Points, which he could use to exchange for the Saint Body Ointment he needed.

Moreover, Shen Bingxin promised that he would still receive a share of the Soul Ghostly Fruits from the Soul Yu Ancient Tree in the future, which was a very generous condition.

Even so, Lingyue Island still profited. After all, a Soul Yu Ancient Tree not only bears several Soul Ghostly Fruits. Just planting this tree on Lingyue Island would significantly enhance its attractiveness and influence.

Indeed, other Sects have their own cultivated Spirit Trees, but compared to the Soul Yu Ancient Tree, they are undoubtedly much inferior.

Ling Chen handed the Soul Yu Ancient Tree to Shen Bingxin, who used a ring specifically for storing Spirit Flowers and Spirit Grass to hold the Soul Yu Ancient Tree. After carefully securing it, she put the ring away.

"The forces within this Immortal Medicinal Garden are currently mixed; don’t venture too far. Try to stay nearby and signal at the first sign of danger. Otherwise, next time, I might not be able to arrive in time."

Shen Bingxin said to everyone, with particular attention to Ling Chen.

"Understood."

Ling Chen nodded. The Immortal Medicinal Garden was indeed unsafe now, knowing that Saint Qian Yan and the people from Desolate Fire City were also within. Should those encounters occur, it would certainly be troublesome.

Over the next half day, Ling Chen and Ling Yin searched for medicinal materials within a ten-mile radius. Although they gained significantly, they couldn’t find heavenly materials and earth treasures on the level of the Soul Yu Ancient Tree. As more people entered the Immortal Medicinal Garden, the nearby medicinal materials dwindled at an alarming rate, largely scavenged completely.

Heavenly materials and earth treasures were typically collected by the major forces, leaving little fortune or ability for others.

As dusk approached, when the sunset sank and everyone planned to camp nearby for a temporary rest, suddenly the deep Qinling began to shake violently.

From the depths of the view, an extraordinary colorful light emanated from underground, tearing through the cloud layers. Everyone’s gaze converged on the location of the massive Palace.

The Emperor’s Tomb had stirred!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The irresistible sound of wind breaking rang out, and all the strong figures who had arrived in deep Qinling rushed toward the location of the Palace, floating in mid-air and gazing at the huge underground Palace appearing in the crack but not yet fully emerging.

Ling Chen and Ling Yin had already caught the commotion, met with Shen Bingxin and others, and came before the Emperor’s Tomb.

"The Emperor’s Tomb is finally about to open?"

Ling Chen’s gaze fell on the highest area of the Palace, where the colorful restrictive light fluctuated fiercely. Through the colored light, he could vaguely see a remarkably ancient and broken Bronze Gate.

Boom!

With a thunderous rumble, the Bronze Gate suddenly swung open, and in the instant of opening, an immense and indistinct wave surged from within, like an ocean, crashing out, creating a breach in the restrictions surrounding the Emperor’s Tomb!

"A breach has appeared! Quickly, rush in!"

Just as the breach appeared, a dozen or more strong figures hurriedly moved, rushed into it, and directly sped toward the Bronze Gate!

Among Lingyue Island, some people anxiously twitched, but were scolded by Shen Bingxin, "Don’t act recklessly!"

Ling Chen nodded; with his years of experience exploring ruins, those who rushed first often met bad ends. And before him lay the Emperor Qinling’s burial site; how could it be so easily breached?

Just as Shen Bingxin’s words fell, sharp arrows suddenly shot out from deep within the Bronze Gate, tearing through the air, and piercing through the bodies of those who invaded!

All the strong figures who rushed in first were dead, not a single one survived.

Witnessing this, strong figures from various forces couldn’t help but frown, then looked deeper into the Bronze Gate. The colorful light gradually dissipated, revealing a particularly wide underground plaza within, filled densely with terracotta soldiers, each vividly lifelike, all drawing bows and aiming at the Bronze Gate region; that arrow storm earlier was likely unleashed by this Terracotta Army.

"Is this Emperor Qinling’s Terracotta Army?"

Ling Chen’s eyes lit up. Though Emperor Qinling’s tomb had never been discovered, many legends circulated about it, and the Terracotta Army was one of them.