Summit Farmer
Chapter 251: Witch Artifact

Chapter 251: Chapter 251: Witch Artifact

The possessed demon spirits launched attacks on the cultivators from various countries, while Peter Brown watched from a distance. He wasn’t worried about being possessed now since all the incoming demon spirits had already completed their possession, and he was safe.

Of course, Peter knew in his heart that he absolutely could not provoke the possessed ones now. Even the Qi Refining Fifth Level experts had been killed by them. All he could do was wait for the Heavenly Dao Will of this world to annihilate them.

Hiding on a mountain, Peter observed the situation in that area. After all, this place was deep in the mountains, and few people came here other than the cultivators.

Peter believed that all the mortals who had come here must have turned into skeletons by now.

Qi Refining Fifth Level!

These were the strongest cultivators Peter had encountered so far, and he didn’t know if there were even higher-level cultivators.

Two hours passed quickly, and as Peter looked around, he saw the black energy covering the area begin to disperse.

The dispersing black energy meant that the demon spirits were disappearing.

It’s almost time!

Seeing the black energy dispersing, Peter carefully walked towards the valley.

All sorts of screeching sounds came through, and as Peter approached, he saw that the once powerful demon spirits had disappeared, and the possessed people, who had their consciousness completely wiped out, became like idiots one by one.

Those who hadn’t been possessed during the battle were all killed, leaving only a few possessed ones. The cultivators still had many means to kill quite a few of the possessed, and now there were only thirty-something possessed left, who were all standing there like idiots as the demon spirits vanished.

Since they were all idiots, it was pointless for them to live. Peter took out his gun and killed more than thirty possessed people with one shot each.

After being possessed by the demon spirits, the bodies of these possessed people had undergone some kind of transformation. If he didn’t kill them now and they ran away, they would definitely harm the mortal people. Peter had no choice but to eliminate them.

Killing these people, Peter looked at the corpses lying all over the ground, and a feeling of sentimentality arose in his heart. He didn’t expect so many people to die without him lifting a finger.

With the death of these people, Peter believed that even the foreign sects were crippled, and he doubted they would have the strength to provoke him again for a while.

After all, these were all cultivators. Peter collected the items from their bodies one by one.

To Peter’s surprise, he obtained three storage bags from them.

Storage bags were not possessed by ordinary people. Even though these bags were inferior to Space Rings, with their small spaces, they were still precious treasures for people on Earth.

When he opened the three bags, Peter unexpectedly found a small bottle in the storage bag of the old woman from the Wizard Tribe.

Upon closer inspection, the bottle didn’t look like a bottle, but a jar-like utensil.

Witch artifact!

As soon as he saw the jar, Peter was astonished. He never thought he’d come across a witch artifact.

Adding his Divine Sense into the jar, just as Peter’s Divine Sense entered, the words "God-condensing Jar" appeared inside.

These were large ancient characters, and if Peter hadn’t inherited the knowledge of the Cultivation World’s language, he wouldn’t have recognized these ancient characters.

A God-condensing Jar?

Seeing the seemingly ordinary, even wooden small jar, Peter couldn’t help but associate it with the cultivators no matter how hard he tried.

What on earth is this thing?

When Peter had the idea of inspecting it, the jar sent a stream of knowledge directly into his brain.

After a while, having digested this newfound knowledge, Peter was somewhat astonished.

This jar was a divine object naturally formed during the beginning of chaos and later obtained by a great power of the Wizard Tribe. It was discovered that as long as a large amount of spiritual energy was infused into it, divine liquid would be produced inside. Even the great power of the Wizard Tribe didn’t know where this divine liquid came from, but just a drop of it could generate a lot of vitality and energy, directly promote True Qi growth if swallowed, and even have many uses if diluted to grow Lingcao.

That great power of the Wizard Tribe wasn’t a cultivator after all, and although he obtained the jar, he didn’t gain much benefit from it before being seriously injured by me.

Before his death, this great power of the Wizard Tribe inscribed the name of the jar and added an introductory segment of content. The jar was then passed on to the younger generation of the Wizard Tribe.

Unfortunately, as the jar was passed down, the method of using it, which required a cultivator of at least Qi Refining Third Level to infuse it with Divine Sense to know its situation, was lost due to a crisis facing the Wizard Tribe. This jar had even become unknown to some of the higher-ups of the Wizard Tribe.

Peter didn’t know whether the old woman had found out the use of the jar or not. Holding the small jar-like bottle, Peter felt that his biggest gain from coming to this place might be this very item.

As long as there was spiritual energy, the divine liquid could be generated. Peter immediately thought of the Spiritual Gathering Array. He could place the God-condensing Jar at the formation eyes and use the Spiritual Gathering Array to create divine liquid.

Peter even thought that if he could generate divine liquid, maybe he would have a chance of reaching the Qi Refining Fourth Level.

Peter then collected many jade stones, gold and silver items, and even antiques. However, compared to the God-condensing Jar, Peter felt that those things were all garbage.

After inspecting the area thoroughly, Peter left, feeling that there was nothing left to obtain.

Of course, Peter also glanced at the dead Emery Robertson, feeling somewhat sentimental about the beautiful woman dying in such a senseless way.

However, Peter knew that a beauty like Emery, living in such an environment, must have long since ceased to be a pure woman. All the allure was superficial and not worth remembering.

Now he could live a proper mortal life!

Peter didn’t like the fighting, and if it weren’t for the urgency, he wouldn’t have wanted to come here and stir things up.

Thinking about the upcoming battle with the Southern Ocean Fengshui Master, Peter sighed. If he didn’t handle this matter well, he wouldn’t be able to relax.