Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

97: Ancient ruins! Purple gold ginseng king!A familiar voice came, and although Wang Hai Zhou was blind, he knew the identity of the person who came.

“Young Master Lu, Qin Han and the others are here!”

Lu Wenyuan slowly turned around and saw the group of three people and one stone walking towards him.

Wu De had a stone on his shoulder, and the two of them were chatting back and forth, completely oblivious to the figures in front of them.

Chu Jiangnian, on the other hand, was holding his sword with both hands and cultivating with his eyes closed, following Qin Han’s footsteps, so he wouldn’t go in the wrong direction.

Qin Han, who was at the front, saw this familiar face and greeted him warmly: “So it’s Brother Lu, it seems our fate is not shallow; we always meet wherever we go.”

As soon as these words came out, several people looked over simultaneously.

Wu De saw this big fool and was about to mock him a few times, but when he noticed that the other party’s aura was off, he frowned.

The God-Slaying Stone, which was originally boisterous, became silent at this moment, pretending to be an ordinary pebble.

“Hmm?”

Chu Jiangnian noticed something was wrong, slowly opened his eyes, and his Sword Intent surged around him, instinctively gripping his sword hilt.

Lu Wenyuan rarely showed a smile, “It’s quite a coincidence; you always appear when I encounter an Opportunity.”

Qin Han smiled upon hearing this, “Doesn’t this just prove how deep our fate is?”

“I hope you can still smile later.” Lu Wenyuan said indifferently, taking Wang Hai Zhou, whose eyes were bleeding, and leaving.

After the two entered Ancient Green City, Wu De leaned in and said, “He’s not right.”

“I can tell.” Qin Han nodded slightly.

“When you were still receiving baptism on the Ascension Platform, Brother Chu and I noticed strange changes in him,” Wu De said.

“You mean… two days ago?”

“Yes, although the change in his Qi was very weak, it couldn’t escape this Daoist’s eyes.”

“What about now?”

“Now he’s completely changed; there’s no trace of Yuhua Sect Cultivation Technique Qi at all.”

Qin Han narrowed his eyes; just now, Lu Wenyuan glanced at the zhenmo bell on his waist when he left.

This action seemed unintentional, but he felt it wasn’t as simple as it appeared.

Combined with Wu De’s description, he had a premonition that the Young Lord the female ghost mentioned was very likely Lu Wenyuan.

“Is the Yuhua Sect related to the Ghost Race?” Qin Han asked, puzzled.

“They’re completely unrelated; the Ghost Race resides far away in the Extreme Yin Que, separated by countless miles from the Heavenly Yang Que,” Wu De shook his head.

As soon as these words came out, Qin Han felt even more that this matter was perplexing.

He vaguely grasped the key points but couldn’t analyze them clearly.

It seemed to be missing a crucial piece of information.

“There’s Saint blood here!” Wu De suddenly shouted.

Qin Han’s thoughts were interrupted, and he looked up.

He saw a streak of blood imprinted on the mountain wall, incredibly crimson and as heavy as ten thousand jun.

“Legend has it that a single drop of Saint blood can bring inanimate objects to life. In ancient times, the Heavenly Yao Saint of the Yao Race was originally an ordinary domestic pig.”

“Later, due to several Saints fighting and shedding blood, it accidentally obtained some, and only then did it embark on the path of Cultivation,” Wu De explained.

“So, Saint blood is also a supreme treasure?” Qin Han stroked his chin.

“That’s right, but this drop of Saint blood has been eroded of its Divine nature by time, otherwise we would be suppressed and killed by the Saint’s majesty within ten thousand li of Ancient Green City.”

“Wah ah ah, I want to swallow this drop of blood!” The God-Slaying Stone shouted as it flew out.

Wu De was so scared that several catties of fat melted off him at the sight, and he quickly grabbed it, “Are you crazy? Although the Saint blood has lost all its Divine nature, it still contains the Great Dao.”

“With your small body, you’ll shatter if you touch it.”

The God-Slaying Stone struggled desperately, “You just can’t stand to see me do well.”

“Bullshit, how could this Daoist be that kind of person?”

Qin Han spoke, “Stop talking, there are countless Opportunities in Ancient Green City, why take such a big risk?”

The God-Slaying Stone immediately wilted upon hearing this, “But I’ve never tasted Saint blood in my life.”

“No, what’s wrong with you? What normal person goes around sucking blood for no reason?” Wu De was speechless at its Heaven-Defying remarks.

“Fatty, stop yelling. If the Saint blood still had its Divine nature, you’d definitely be the first one to rush out,” the God-Slaying Stone said discontentedly.

Wu De was about to retort but found himself unable to speak.

Qin Han stepped in to mediate, “Let’s go in, otherwise all the treasures will be snatched up.”

As the group entered, they were astonished to find tens of thousands of living beings present.

The crowd was like a flood, with figures everywhere as far as the eye could see.

Some held divine weapons and dug wildly on the ground, while some Yao Beasts threw aside huge rocks to check if treasures were hidden beneath.

“My goodness, I thought we were the first to arrive.” Wu De was stunned.

They had rushed over as soon as the anomaly appeared.

But they didn’t expect to be the last to arrive.

Ancient Green City was extremely vast, with mist pervading everywhere, and the entire sky was dim, making it impossible to see the distant scenery clearly.

There were countless ruins on the ground, and broken walls and crumbling ruins were innumerable.

“After countless years of erosion, this ancient ruin is already unrecognizable,” Chu Jiangnian couldn’t help but lament the passage of time.

“It’s been plundered by countless Martial Artists over and over again, I wonder if we can still find any treasures in this place.” Wu De pulled out his Dragon Seeking Ruler, preparing to investigate.

Whoosh!

However, at this moment, a ray of light suddenly flew out from the ruins, like a meteor, streaking through the air, startling Wu De.

It passed almost right by his cheek.

“A treasure has appeared, charge!”

A group of Prodigies shouted and rushed forward, unleashing their full power.

The flying treasure had already gained sentience, similar to the Mountain and River Scroll, possessing a hint of spirituality.

“Damn it, a treasure dared to fly away right in front of this Daoist?” Wu De hadn’t reacted, and his heart was bleeding.

“It should be a king-rank divine weapon, not worth much,” Qin Han said.

As soon as these words came out, the people around immediately rolled their eyes.

He doesn’t even care about a king-rank divine weapon?

Who exactly are you?

They turned their heads and saw that it was the Young Supreme.

Then it was fine.

The curses that were about to come out of their mouths were swallowed back down.

This ancient ruin was extremely vast, extending all the way to the end of the earth. Besides the ruins, there were also many mountain ranges in the distance, shrouded in clouds and mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

As the group ventured deeper, they found fierce battles erupting everywhere, with faint Divine sounds echoing. These were the lingering illusions of the great battles that this ancient ruin had once experienced.

Among them, he also found many familiar figures.

For example, the Crown Prince of the Tianyang Ancient Dynasty and the Princess of another Dynasty.

They were contending for a circular treasure that emitted bursts of Divine light, and the rays it shot out could easily penetrate a hundred thousand jin heavy stone.

Others noticed Qin Han, the uninvited guest, and their hearts were filled with awe, their faces full of vigilance.

Hua Qingzhao, the Crown Prince of the Tianyang Ancient Dynasty, said loudly: “Qin Han, if you leave now, the matter of you killing my younger brother can be forgiven!”

“What are you? How dare you order me around?” Qin Han took a step forward, and his golden fist fiercely punched out.

Bang!

The impact transformed by the violent force instantly shattered countless broken walls, instantly killing more than ten Martial Artists.

“Not good!”

Hua Qingzhao’s expression changed drastically, and he drove his golden chariot to flee, dodging the attack.

Qin Han saw him fleeing in disarray, grabbed the circular treasure in his hand with a large hand, and snorted coldly: “A mere rat dares to clamor?”

Suddenly, a brilliant light shot out from the black mist, passing by Wu De with extreme speed.

“Damn it, this time, this Daoist will see where you run!” Wu De immediately conjured a fourth-grade Talismanic Incantation and tore it apart.

Several hundred-zhang-long streaks of Sword Qi shot out, all blasting onto the brilliant light.

However, an all-out strike comparable to a Divine Power Realm expert failed to stop the treasure’s speed.

“A Divine object!” Wu De drooled at the sight.

At this moment, several powerful Prodigies also darted out from the black mist.

“Quick! Don’t let the Purple-Gold Ginseng King escape!”