Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 95 - 79: Gathering Spiritual Beauty in the Clouds, Forget Sorrow Stele Below the Mountain (Three updates of fifteen thousand words!)

Chapter 95: Chapter 79: Gathering Spiritual Beauty in the Clouds, Forget Sorrow Stele Below the Mountain (Three updates of fifteen thousand words!)

Yang Junxiong abruptly jumped up from the ground and, like a tiger leaping down the mountain, charged fiercely toward a person five meters away.

"Bang!" The force of his fist went through the shoulder, shattering bones.

His opponent let out a wail and was sent flying, releasing the long spear in his hand.

"Clang!" Yang Junxiong kicked the spear, which spun in the air before falling into his hands.

Seeing Yang Junxiong holding the long spear, the others scattered, the greed in their eyes disappearing.

A dying camel is still bigger than a horse; Yang Junxiong, a Martial Artist of the entry rank, even if injured, still possessed formidable combat strength.

Moreover, his elemental energy circulated without end, and his breath quickly recovered to eighty or ninety percent of his pre-battle state. From the outside, he looked rosy-cheeked as if he were not seriously affected.

"If you want to die, come at me!" Yang Junxiong scanned his surroundings.

"Let’s go, quickly."

"He’s awake again."

"Entry-rank Martial Artist, really can take a beating."

"Humph, just putting on a show, he only dares to bully us. Didn’t he also lose to Zhao Xing?"

Those who had been coveting the treasures on Yang Junxiong started to disperse.

Even though he was defeated by Mountain Cat and Zhao Xing, Yang Junxiong was not someone they could challenge.

After everyone dispersed, Yang Junxiong groaned, managing to stand steadily only by leaning on the long spear.

He was, after all, injured, and seriously at that.

The elemental energy inside him flowed chaotically. Mountain Cat’s kick had displaced all his internal organs.

"So close, yet so far." Yang Junxiong’s face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with a dark gloom.

It was already the third round of incense burning; he didn’t go to compete for it and, after resting a bit, he ran down the mountain.

The place he rushed to was the cliff where Zhao Xing was.

Upon seeing Zhao Xing riding the bamboo horse across the mountain ravine, Yang Junxiong felt an intense anger.

"He really did come here!"

"He stole my bamboo horse and discovered this opportunity."

"But, there’s still a chance for me!"

Yang Junxiong silently hid behind a huge rock and began to regulate his breathing.

He still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that Zhao Xing wouldn’t discover how to harvest Spiritual Beauty; then he could still attempt it once Zhao Xing gave up.

But he had only just sat down when his heart started pounding violently.

This intense thumping was the "sudden surge of excitement" one feels upon encountering Spiritual Beauty.

More intense than any he had felt before, surpassing all the Spiritual Beauty he had previously collected!

"What? He found it?!"

Yang Junxiong’s eyes widened, incredulously staring ahead.

He saw Zhao Xing riding the bamboo horse, leaping through the mountain ravine.

Above the ravine, mist floated, and within the mist, a faint golden color appeared.

Zhao Xing wove through the clouds, and as he raised his arm, the faint golden mist was absorbed into his hand.

"So that’s how it is, I wondered why I felt such a strong reluctance when leaving the Mountain Cat’s den, as if I had missed a great opportunity."

Zhao Xing, with his arm raised, continued to draw in the golden light, which eventually converged into the ’stone cup’ in his hand.

"The Fortune Gold Cup actually has this use; if I had thrown away this cup, I really wouldn’t have been able to collect this Spiritual Beauty."

At that moment, the stone cup once again shone brightly, glittering gold.

Yang Junxiong watched this scene, his heart filled with unbearable discontent.

He was the first to discover the opportunity over this ravine.

But at the time, he wasn’t certain how great the opportunity he might gain from it was.

During the first day, he searched casually and left.

That night, after attaining the first offering, instead of choosing an uncertain "superior Spiritual Beauty," he picked two medium-grade Spiritual Beauties.

Since he was the first offering, the Divine Temple True Monarch directly revealed the locations and methods of collection.

This first offering also enabled both him and the bamboo horse spirit to attain the entry rank.

After becoming an entry-rank, Yang Junxiong’s sixth sense greatly improved. He came here again, sensed the presence of Spiritual Beauty, and confirmed that it was a shocking superior-grade Spiritual Beauty!

The location was known; on the second night, obtaining the first offering, he then sought the method to acquire that Spiritual Beauty.

Yang Junxiong guessed correctly; it was superior-grade Spiritual Beauty, and as the first offering, one could directly know the location and method if seeking medium-grade Spiritual Beauty! However, although he was the first offering, he still needed to pass a test to get the answer.

This also indirectly proved his speculation was correct.

But he was a bit slow. He only just passed the test when the incense was nearly burnt out.

By the time he arrived at the Mountain Cat’s den, Zhao Xing had already gained the upper hand and tamed the Mountain Cat. Recognizing the Mountain Cat’s power, Yang Junxiong had no choice but to wait outside the den. By that time, Zhao Xing had already taken the most crucial item—a Fortune Gold Cup!

Because of Yang Junxiong’s influence as the first offering, Zhao Xing had once lost the stone cup, but in the end, he picked it up again!

Yang Junxiong entered the den and found nothing.

Thus, on the third night, Yang Junxiong revealed his trump card, ignoring both Gu Feng and Du Jiaojiao; he went straight for Zhao Xing, aiming for the stone cup that Zhao Xing possessed.

But unexpectedly, he was defeated again.

"If I had decisively targeted this opportunity on the first night... perhaps the outcome would have been different," Yang Junxiong thought with some regret.

Regrettably, there were no ifs in life; it was all about timing and fate. Yang Junxiong knew in his heart that this Spiritual Beauty was not meant for him.

...

"Phew~"

Zhao Xing harvested the Spiritual Beauty among the clouds until he had a full cup, and by then, the golden mist had faded to the point that it was hardly perceptible.

The bamboo horse leaped back to its original spot.

"Meow~~ Ha~" Mountain Cat called out, then opened its mouth and yawned.

The lordly cat was almost falling asleep waiting!

"You see, you’re in such a hurry; how am I going to find you food if I don’t get stronger?"

"Alright, alright, I was wrong. Here, lord, have some candy."

Zhao Xing took out a Tianyuan Pear from the bamboo box.

"Swoosh~" Mountain Cat leaped onto the bamboo horse, clutching the Tianyuan Pear and started to nibble.