Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 85 - 75: It’s Fate That We Meet Again! (Fifth Update)_3

Chapter 85: Chapter 75: It’s Fate That We Meet Again! (Fifth Update)_3

"I’ll go."

Someone quickly scooped up two unidentified ’eggs’ from the pool.

The joy of obtaining a Spiritual Treasure washed away some of the gloom from before.

However, before they could get too happy, a familiar voice sounded.

"Hahaha, you lot really do have a fate with me."

"Well then, I shall help you avert another disaster!"

Zhao Xing lay back in his chair, grinning widely, as he petted the Mountain Cat.

With a whoosh, the Mountain Cat dashed out like lightning.

Holding the two eggs, Seventh Brother’s wrist went numb, and then he realized that the treasure had flown away.

"Dammit, this is too much bullying!" Qin Feng cursed in his heart and subconsciously drew his knife.

"Brother, let it go, let it go..." The other three hastily grabbed Qin Feng, "Have you forgotten the beating we got when we were hung up?"

Zhao Xing, seeing Qin Feng daring to draw his knife, spoke with a hint of laughter and sarcasm, "What, I help you avert disaster and you still don’t know what’s good for you?"

Qin Feng pulled out the knife and turned to Seventh Brother, "Brother, does this knife look good?"

Seventh Brother: "..."

.....

Having robbed them twice in a row, and both times it was the same group of people, Zhao Xing also felt that Qin Feng and the others were rather unlucky.

"Perhaps it’s not that they are unlucky, but rather that someone else’s luck has improved. By comparison, they just fall short."

"The strong always stay strong. After the first and second night, the initially similar officers were now leagues apart."

"Not just in cultivation, but also in spells, and even the intangible fortune that surrounds them."

Without a doubt, Zhao Xing now belonged to the category of the strong!

"After eating those three fruits before, I’ve already reached Gathering Essence Seventh Rank. Although that’s not the highest level on the mountain, I have the Mountain Cat, and there aren’t many here who can beat me in combat power," Zhao Xing felt extremely pleased.

Before he ascended the mountain, he was only at Gathering Essence Fourth Rank, but now he had reached Gathering Essence Seventh Rank in just two days!

With normal cultivation, even with decent talent, it would take at least three months.

As for the improvement of spells, that was even more exaggerated. If he hadn’t gone up the mountain, reaching this level could potentially have taken a year. After all, progressing step by step, one does not spend the entire day cultivating, and there are all sorts of worldly affairs to attend to.

How could orderly cultivation compare to such rapid advancement?

"Low-grade Spiritual Treasure." Zhao Xing looked at the two eggs, then cracked the shells and sucked in the yolks and whites.

[You have consumed a Low-grade Spiritual Treasure, additional lifespan has increased by 1 year]

[You have consumed a Low-grade Spiritual Treasure, additional lifespan has increased by 1 year]

"My additional lifespan has already increased by 38 years," Zhao Xing was quite satisfied, "I’ve made another small step towards the goal of longevity."

"After receiving a cup of fortune, I have already encountered ’good luck’ twice in a row. According to the pattern, there should be one more ’good luck’ incident in the short term."

"I wonder where it will be."

Zhao Xing instructed Grassman to carry him as he wandered aimlessly.

.....

"Cousin, after eating this Primordial Magic Spirit, your injuries should have improved, right? Any breakthroughs?" In a leeward slope, Zhang Boran rested on a rock.

"Breakthrough? Hmph!" Wen Zhao snorted coldly.

"No way, still no breakthrough?"

"If it wasn’t for you, would I have wasted this Spiritual Essence?" Wen Zhao pointed at his swollen eyes, "Most of the efficacy of this Spiritual Essence went into healing!"

Zhang Boran said somewhat awkwardly, "Cousin, this, I can’t be blamed for this, who could have expected that wastrel to invite a Divine Official from the sacred temple."

"Alas, it’s all about timing and fate." Wen Zhao sighed deeply.

Originally, they had hoped to obtain the third incense, which would reveal the location of a high-grade Spiritual Treasure.

But Zhang Boran was disrupted by ’Yuan Bo’, only managing to be the 10th to enter, far from their expectations.

Only the first five could make a True Monarch reveal holiness and grant whatever was asked, the chances for the rest to compete for a high-grade Spiritual Treasure were very slim.

To play it safe, Zhang Boran chose a middle-grade Spiritual Treasure with a more certain outcome and obtained two locations.

However, he didn’t act immediately after getting out but went to find Wen Zhao first.

After using one of the Spiritual Essence locations to heal Wen Zhao, he then went to search for the second one.

Without Wen Zhao, he was just an ordinary Gathering Essence Eighth Stage Martial Artist, but with Wen Zhao, he was even stronger than an average Gathering Essence Ninth Stage.

Of course, it was safer to act together with his cousin.

Below them, there lay a small valley, and within it stood a monkey tree so thick it seemed absurd, hanging with many golden chestnuts ─ yet, below the tree, there were many strong ape-like beasts guarding it.

"Cousin, are you rested enough?" Zhang Boran was eager to try; he felt many treasures beckoning to him from the valley below.

"Your feet stretch eastward to the edge of heaven, your spirit fills the universe, reaching distant lands."

As Wen Zhao chanted, Zhang Boran felt invigorated, his complexion turning rosy.

He jumped up from the rock and immediately leaped into the valley below.

...

minutes later, Zhang Boran reappeared on the hillside.

A claw mark bled on his left shoulder, his hair was tousled, and he was running fast.

Seeing this, Wen Zhao turned pale, "How could you have even lost your sword?"

"Cousin, run! Got big loot." Zhang Boran didn’t regret losing his blade one bit, his arms bulging with goods, and he also carried a mud-sealed earthen jar under one arm.

"Earth from my heart, a step is as distant as the ends of the earth!" Wen Zhao chanted, stepping forward and appearing a hundred meters away.

Zhang Boran also ran with all his might, pursued by continuous roars; many monkeys were chasing from the ground and trees.

The two didn’t know how far they had run.

Finally, they no longer heard the monkey calls behind them.

"That, that should be enough." Wen Zhao was exhausted.

"Phew~" Zhang Boran also stopped.

"We’ve shaken them off, there’s a bamboo forest up ahead, let’s rest there."

"This bamboo forest looks tall and dense, a good place to hide."

"Right." Zhang Boran nodded, and the two walked towards the bamboo forest ahead.

Zhao Xing, who was waiting for the Vajra Bamboo to mature within the bamboo forest, suddenly heard faint noises.

He got up from his lounge chair, looking ahead at the two approaching figures with a curious expression.

"Is that... Wen Zhao and Zhang Boran?"