There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 78: Illiteracy and Spirit Diamond

The next day, early in the morning.

Xia Ming, accompanied by Xia Laojiu, went to the dock to make potato sticks.

Xia Laojiu didn't like potato sticks very much; he preferred the fried meatballs next to them.

However, Xia Ming ordered two servings of potato sticks for him.

After finishing the potato sticks, Xia Laojiu went to the Longshouyuan to dig and loosen the soil.

Meanwhile, Xia Ming hurried to the Baili Grassland to continue practicing the Small Feather Wind Technique.

But when he arrived at the grassland, Xia Ming was dumbfounded.

Not only were the grasses gone, but the entire grassland was gone.

The Baili Grassland had been uprooted completely.

Everywhere he looked, there were only exposed rocks.

At the same time, Zhao Jiu also harvested several thriving dogtail grasses.

Under his command, Xia Laojiu patiently took care of these dogtail grasses.

Xia Ming didn't dare to continue practicing the Small Feather Wind Technique in the grassland anymore. After much consideration, he decided to go to the White Cang River.

There were many calm bays along the river, with calm waters and shallow depths, and there were no powerful wild beasts lurking around.

The sword soared into the sky, disappearing in an instant.

Watching Xia Ming's receding figure, several Foundation Building cultivators slowly revealed themselves from the dark.

"Why is this kid poking around here and there? Is he still following us?"

"And this guy is at the Qi Refining level? Why do I feel like his spiritual energy is even stronger than mine?"

"Let's not follow him for now. This kid is likely bait released by that person!"

...

In a certain calm bay along the White Cang River, under the moonlight.

Xia Ming's figure rose high and then fell heavily.

He repeated this process countless times.

Struggling to climb ashore, Xia Ming gasped heavily.

His arms were dislocated, and he needed to rest for a while.

Beside Xia Ming, Mu Chuan, barefoot, curiously observed the small fish and shrimp in the water.

Whenever those small shrimp raised their pincers, Mu Chuan would move away.

But those small shrimp still chased after him relentlessly.

In the end, Mu Chuan simply buried his feet in the sand.

Watching those fish and shrimp searching everywhere, Mu Chuan smiled sweetly.

For a moment, Xia Ming also became somewhat fascinated.

But when Mu Chuan looked at him with curious eyes, Xia Ming immediately turned his head.

"It's beautiful, but a bit silly."

"Hmph."

With a light snort, Mu Chuan disappeared.

There were no ripples on the water's surface, and no footprints on the sand.

Xia Ming's uneasy heart gradually calmed down.

The great demon in his heart had misled him!

In the end, it was all just an illusion.

She was just using Goldfinger's tricks to deceive him.

Crack...

Crack...

Two crisp sounds, spiritual energy surged, and Xia Ming reconnected his arms.

Sitting in the shallow water, Xia Ming let the river water soak his clothes.

The Small Feather Wind Technique was too difficult.

It required the cultivator's physical strength, control of spiritual energy, and even balance to be maintained at a high level.

Moreover, Xia Ming felt that the Wind Seed, as the driving force, seemed somewhat unsuitable.

The Wind Seed was too unpredictable and couldn't produce stable propulsion.

So, what could he use instead of the Wind Seed?

After thinking and thinking, Xia Ming felt a headache.

Should he eat a Blood Pill?

As soon as this thought arose, Xia Ming's rationality immediately suppressed it.

Blood Pills definitely had side effects!

Unless absolutely necessary, it was best not to take them.

They could only be used as a means to pull Goldfinger, not as a reliance or support!

Taking a deep breath, Xia Ming looked at his swollen right hand.

His black pupils turned, and Xia Ming directly aimed his right hand at the river surface.

Activating his spiritual energy, it surged.

In an instant, the Wind Seed roared fiercely.

A gray-white tornado also whistled out.

Peng...

Xia Ming fired an air cannon, stirring up three zhang of yellow sand in the calm bay.

As the bay churned, Xia Ming didn't fare well either. His right arm was dislocated, and his palm was bleeding.

He was thrown out and fell heavily onto the sandy ground.

"Tsk..."

"The recoil is outrageous!"

Lying on the beach, Xia Ming tried to calm the throbbing pain in his internal organs.

After a long time, Xia Ming slowly got up.

Looking at the calm bay in front of him, Xia Ming showed a bitter smile.

Bad news: he was seriously injured.

Good news: he would have fish for dinner tonight.

Crack...

Reconnecting his right arm, Xia Ming went into the water to catch fish.

Fish and shrimp abound, with turtles as embellishments.

How beautiful, how beautiful.

Just as Xia Ming grabbed a stunned coldwater bass, his gaze suddenly tightened.

He felt the familiar trembling in his chest again. Could there be something wrong with this fish too?

Looking at the bass in his hand, Xia Ming furrowed his brow slowly.

What exactly does Zhao Jiu want?

A stone?

A dogtail grass?

Has it turned into a fish now?

Will he want to catch a person in the future?

While pondering, Xia Ming directly activated the magnetic field induction.

Although the previous two things didn't detect anything abnormal, Xia Ming still habitually investigated.

Closing his eyes, fully sensing, in that black and white world, Xia Ming saw a colorful halo.

There seems to be something hidden in the head of the coldwater bass.

What is this colorful halo?

In Xia Ming's daze, the halo suddenly dimmed.

Huh?

What's going on?

Opening his eyes, Xia Ming discovered something even more speechless.

The fish died.

It burped suddenly.

It made Xia Ming want to curse.

Why offer a dead fish?

To make salted fish?

Would the adults in Xianzhou be willing to tolerate such a fishy smell?

Thinking of this, Xia Ming directly crushed the fish.

Inside the fish's belly, Xia Ming found a blood diamond the size of a soybean.

Under the sunlight, the blood diamond emitted an incredibly beautiful light.

Holding the blood diamond, Xia Ming squinted his eyes slowly.

This thing seems a bit unusual.

Just as Xia Ming carefully examined the blood diamond, the figure of Muchuan quietly appeared behind him.

Her jade-like fingers moved up and down, like slender flower threads, blooming little by little.

The seal was complete, and with a push of Muchuan's small hand, the bronze mirror on Xia Ming's chest dimmed by half.

Looking at the blood diamond in his hand, Xia Ming marveled.

I didn't expect it to be this thing.

Mountains have spiritual stones, rivers have spiritual diamonds.

The creation of heaven and earth is full of wonders.

Whether it's a spiritual stone or a spiritual diamond, they are both important resources for cultivation.

To some extent, the concentration of spiritual energy nurtured by a spiritual diamond even surpasses that of a spiritual stone.

Therefore, an excellent spiritual diamond mine is far superior to a spiritual stone vein.

What's more important is that a spiritual diamond mine is safer than a spiritual stone vein.

Although the disciples are insignificant, it's always better to have fewer deaths.

...

"The Moon Bright Sect is really rich. They can produce such a large spiritual diamond in Jingshui Bay!"

"I guess when this fish was swallowing mud, it sucked it in."

"A red spiritual diamond, could it be fire attribute?"

"It shouldn't be..."

As Xia Ming's gaze became more focused, he sensed that something was wrong.

Inside this blood diamond, there are actually words!

Wide-eyed, Xia Ming was dumbfounded.

Bullying the illiterate!?

"One, two, three, four... Four words... Damn it! I don't recognize them!"

"I can't understand, what should I do? Should I eat a blood pill? But there's only one!"

Xia Ming was in a dilemma when Muchuan slowly approached.

Seeing the girl who was almost burying herself in his arms, Xia Ming grabbed the blood diamond.

The three words on it were the external manifestation of Goldfinger, and Muchuan Zhe Xian was the internal illusion of Goldfinger!

When she approached at this time, it only made Xia Ming even more unhappy.

"What are you looking at? Can you understand it? I can't understand it."

"I can understand."

When Muchuan said this, Xia Ming was dumbfounded.

Why?

Unscientific!

He, the host, is illiterate, but Goldfinger has gained wisdom?

What's this, are you going to evolve into a system?

Are you going to become intelligent?

Under Xia Ming's gaze, Muchuan said slowly and deliberately:

"Survived a great disaster..."

That's right, those four words are inside the blood diamond.

[Survived a great disaster.]

With a skeptical raise of his eyebrows, Xia Ming silently looked at the tall girl in front of him.

"Are... are you lying to me?"

"Hmph."

In the blink of an eye, Muchuan's figure disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)