Chapter 100 Where Does the Legacy Lie?

"Vermilion Bird - A Thousand Trees of Flowers!"

The fire-elemental natal magic weapon fell like a red tree, and even the blade's aura was ignited.

That wasn't all; another beam of light was crashing down, and Yu Laojiu noticed this out of the corner of his eye, his expression changing drastically.

"Damn it, how can his spiritual power be so abundant?"

Yu Laojiu forcefully cleaved open a passage, quickly escaping the attack range of the light pillar, and then waved his other hand.

Xu Yuanlang keenly sensed a hissing sound coming from the air, as if some hidden weapon was attacking. He quickly turned around and hid behind a large rock to block Yu Laojiu's view.

He quickly lowered his body and, using the rocks for cover, approached Yu Laojiu rapidly.

"Bang! Bang!"

A muffled sound came from the large rock, which then shattered, sending dozens of tiny needles, as thin as cow hair, flying through the air.

"Something's not right. This kid isn't hiding behind the rock?"

Sensing something amiss with the fluctuations emanating from his magical artifact, Yu Laojiu's heart tightened, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

He quickly turned around to look at his surroundings, the cold sweat still dripping from his forehead, and hurriedly circulated his spiritual power to protect his entire body.

"Mysterious Dragon - Water Dragon's Roar!"

The phantom of the unicorn dragon flashed by, and in that instant, an invisible wave instantly struck Yu Laojiu.

The spiritual energy surged first, followed by the surging of blood and qi, and then it felt as if countless blades were cutting through the meridians.

"Pfft!"

Yu Laojiu's body flew up as if he had been hit hard by an invisible hammer, and fragments of his internal organs mixed with his blood spurted from his mouth.

Finally, it crashed into a pile of rubble, shattering into pieces along with the large rocks.

The excruciating pain nearly made Yu Laojiu faint, but he still forced himself to stay upright and prepared to escape.

"White Jade - Blood in the Box!"

As he looked up, a sharp white light rapidly approached. His eyes widened in fury as he turned to flee, but as soon as he took a step, a sharp pain shot through his chest, and his body involuntarily trembled.

He was just a step too slow, and he felt a shadow suddenly envelop him, followed by a sharp pain in his neck.

"Clatter..."

His head fell to the ground, spun around a few times, and then his body collapsed limply to the ground.

After Yu Laojiu died, Xu Yuanlang waited a while longer and was shocked to find that the remains of Yu Laojiu's body had not appeared.

"Impossible? Unless Old Yu is still alive."

As long as a person dies, their legacy will definitely appear. But what about Yu Laojiu, whom I killed? He was just a Qi Refining cultivator. Once his head is gone, his life is gone too.

He was certain the man was dead, but no remains had appeared.

Upon closer examination, he was shocked to discover that Yu Laojiu's skin and flesh had sunken in, and his vital energy had been drained away.

"It's not that there are no legacies, but rather that the legacies haven't appeared here."

Someone in Nine Star Mountain interfered with the appearance of the relics, moving them from the corpse to another location. Who did it?

Xu Yuanlang realized the reason, but he felt a chill run down his spine. Suddenly, the three words "Feng Junzi" appeared in his mind.

Yu Lao Jiu was a well-known figure in Jiuxing Mountain. If anyone could make a move on his legacy, they must be someone whose strength far surpassed his.

After much thought, only Feng Junzi in the Nine Star Mountain fits the criteria.

"No, we can't waste any more time. Finding the Qi of Fu Guang is the priority."

He gritted his teeth, took Yu Laojiu's magic weapon along with his storage bag, and then headed towards the mountaintop.

At the same time, in a secret chamber deep within Nine Star Mountain, a vortex of spiritual energy suddenly appeared on a memorial tablet bearing the name of Yu Lao Jiu. When the vortex dissipated, a red spiritual fruit appeared.

At this moment, a hand reached out and grabbed the spirit fruit, then bowed to the cultivator sitting cross-legged in the secret chamber.

"Master, Yu Laojiu is dead, and his legacy is here!"

Upon hearing the voice, the cultivator did not turn around, but simply waved his hand casually.

"It's no pity that such an incompetent person died. Go and send someone to check. If he was killed by someone from the mountains, let the person who killed him take his place."

If he was killed by cultivators from outside the mountain, then avenge him and promote someone else to take his place.

After he finished speaking, he continued to meditate with his eyes closed, only to hear a voice faintly sound behind him.

"yes!"

On Bright Peak, Hong Tian was the first to reach the summit, and his eyes immediately fell on a green vine.

A wrist-thick green vine coiled around an ancient pine tree on the mountaintop, resembling a mystical giant python. Several white spiritual lights hung on the vine, radiating bright rays of light.

Bright Glow Fruit!

Hong Tian felt as if his head had exploded; it was such a spiritual fruit.

"Foundation building is promising! Foundation building is promising!"

Hong Tian couldn't help but thank the heavens. He had come because of the rumors that Mingxia Fruit had the function of Foundation Establishment. Although rumors are always unfounded, what if it was true?

This rumor was his last hope as a rogue cultivator.

"Bang!"

Just then, another person reached the top of the mountain. His heart tightened, and when he looked up, he saw that it was Xu Yuanlang. He breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that Xu Yuanlang's target was not the Mingxia Fruit.

He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Xu Yuanlang from afar, then hurriedly went to pick the Mingxia fruit. Xu Yuanlang had no time to pay attention to him, as he was busy searching for the Fuguang Qi on the mountaintop.

"No wonder this place can gather the energy of Fu Guang. The mountains and rivers near Guangming Peak have formed a natural trap."

The aura of Fu Guang, once it falls into it, naturally cannot escape.

He glanced at the surrounding terrain and then stopped paying attention, turning his gaze to the mountaintop.

Bright Peak is three hundred feet high, and the summit is full of strange rocks, as well as a few ancient pines that are growing well. Green vines grow among the rocks and ancient pines.

Xu Yuanlang glanced at it quickly; the stone represented earth, and the green vine and ancient pine represented wood.

If the aura of support truly exists, it shouldn't be attached to these things.

He then scanned the area carefully, when suddenly a bright light caught his attention. Upon closer inspection, he was astonished to find that what he saw was not a flash of light at all, but rather a golden flower.

The flower is about the size of a palm, with a delicate stem and five petals. Under the light, the flower is faintly edged with gold.

"The aura of Fu Guang has actually attached itself to a small flower."

Xu Yuanlang reached out to pluck it, but as if sensing danger, the entire flower instantly dispersed, sending golden rays of light flying into the distance.

"out!"

Xu Yuanlang reacted immediately and used his water-based natal magic weapon.

Water overcomes fire, and the energy of Fu Guang immediately changed direction, fleeing in another direction, but Xu Yuanlang was already waiting for it.

Seeing the aura of Fu Guang crash into his arms before he could dodge it, he picked up the jade bottle and prepared to put it away. Just then, a roar came from below.

"die!"