Creation Scripture

Chapter 27: The Stolen Spiritual Medicine

It took Fang Yu only a quarter of an hour to come to Juefeng this time.

Arriving at the foot of Juefeng, looking at Juefeng above.

The last time Fang Yu came, he only climbed to a height of less than a thousand feet, not even halfway up the mountain.

Juefeng is towering into the clouds, and it is nearly ten thousand feet high, and the surrounding area is vast. Fang Yu has only walked a part of the area in these five days.

Fang Yu did not take the old road before, but found a place where no one had walked up the mountain.

If someone has walked on the path, then the spiritual medicine on this path must have been picked by someone.

As Fang Yu entered Juefeng, time passed slowly.

Nearly ten hours passed in a blink of an eye.

Somewhere in Juefeng.

Fang Yu held the Nebula Sword, looking at the body of the Fengyun Leopard in front of him, and the sword came out like a dragon, piercing the Fengyun Leopard's forehead with one sword. With a slight shake of his wrist, a brass-colored demon core was instantly picked out.

The Nebula Sword was the spiritual sword that Fang Yu had bought before. Seeing that it was silver-white and had a nebula-like texture, Fang Yu named it the Nebula Sword.

Fang Yu reached out to catch the demon core. As soon as he held the demon core, the Creation Monument in Fang Yu's Dantian trembled slightly, and then a suction force was generated.

In a blink of an eye, the demon core instantly turned into a stream of energy, poured into Fang Yu's right arm and disappeared.

Fang Yu looked at this scene and was no longer surprised. Instead, he held the Nebula Sword with a smile on his face.

"The power of the Layered Wave Sword Art really did not disappoint me. One wave and three layers, bursting out three times the power. Now even this intermediate level Fengyun Leopard can't block my sword."

Fang Yu looked at the corpse of the Fengyun Leopard and chuckled to himself.

During this ten days, he kept fighting to raise his skills, looking for suitable monsters to hone his sword art. Yesterday, the Layered Wave Sword Art finally broke through the shackles and reached the level of one wave and three layers.

The sword came out, like a surging wave, three layers merged into one, bursting out with three times the power.

One sword killed the intermediate Fengyun Leopard of the first stage.

However, Fang Yu quickly restrained his smile and looked at the Nebula Sword in his hand, which had many cracks.

"This unscrupulous profiteer, this is the quality assurance, in just ten days, this sword is almost scrapped."

Fang Yu thought that he spent 250 low-grade spirit stones to buy a inferior product, and he gritted his teeth in anger.

"Don't let me see you again, this profiteer."

Fang Yu cursed in a low voice.

Then he came to a place not far away and picked the Tongyun Fruit, a top-grade spiritual medicine guarded by the Fengyun Leopard.

"It's time to go back."

Putting away the Tongyun Fruit, Fang Yu looked at the several animal skin bags on his body.

In these ten days, although he experienced a lot of life and death ordeals, he gained a lot.

Fang Yu harvested 150 demon cores alone, although these demon cores have now entered the mouth of the Creation Monument.

In addition to the demon core, Fang Yu harvested 210 first-grade primary spiritual medicines, 96 first-grade intermediate spiritual medicines, 52 first-grade high-grade spiritual medicines, and 27 first-grade peak spiritual medicines in these ten days. Fang Yu did not pick too many spiritual medicines that were not yet qualified. He only picked 100. If he wanted, he would have picked more than that.

It was just that Fang Yu felt that they were not very useful, so he did not pick them. He only picked some medicinal herbs that he wanted to use.

In fact, along the way, Fang Yu was able to find the spiritual medicine so smoothly, and the God of Fortune played an indispensable role. If he was within ten feet of the spiritual medicine, the God of Fortune would tremble and tell Fang Yu, so that Fang Yu could find the spiritual medicine accurately.

Of course, the God of Fortune was also a bit picky, and he would not remind him of the unqualified ones.

Because many of the qualified spiritual medicines were guarded by monsters, they needed demon cores, so they would remind Fang Yu to go there. If Fang Yu killed the monsters, it would be able to harvest the demon cores, killing two birds with one stone.

It is precisely because of this that Fang Yu has no objection to the Creation Monument absorbing the demon cores.

Otherwise, these demon cores, if exchanged for spirit stones, would definitely be more valuable than being directly absorbed by the Creation Monument.

"Old Master, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you, but this cooperation is coming to an end, and it's time to go back and hand in the task."

Fang Yu spoke to the Creation Monument in his dantian.

After that, Fang Yu rushed down the mountain.

Every time he borrowed the force, Fang Yu leaped several feet away.

During this ten years, Fang Yu used those monsters to hone himself and absorbed a lot of spiritual fruits. Now his cultivation has reached the peak of the tenth level of body forging, and all the eight meridians in his body have been connected.

His strength is more than doubled compared to ten years ago.

In less than half an hour, Fang Yu returned to the chores hall. Under the gazes of countless people, Fang Yu went straight to the mission hall.

Entering the mission hall, Fang Yu took off a leather bag from his back and threw it on the stage.

Looking at the young man inside, it was a coincidence that the errand boy on duty in the mission hall today was the errand boy who helped him register the mission that day.

"Hand in the mission."

After that, Fang Yu also put the identity token on the table.

The errand boy looked at the snakeskin bag on the table, looked at Fang Yu in ragged clothes, came back to his senses, and then nodded woodenly.

After counting all the spiritual medicines, the errand boy finished the registration and returned the identity token to Fang Yu.

"Passed, 500 contribution points have been credited to your identity token. You have half a month to rest, and after half a month, you need to accept the mission again. You can also accept it now. You only need to come to the mission hall to hand in the mission in a month."

The errand boy looked at Fang Yu and said.

After hearing this, Fang Yu nodded slightly.

"Help me accept the mission of Juefeng."

After hearing this, the servant looked at Fang Yu deeply, then nodded, and took the identity token to register Fang Yu.

After completing the registration, the servant looked at the bulging animal skin bags behind Fang Yu, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Fang Yu took the identity token and turned away under the complicated gazes of many servants around him.

"How did Fang Yu do it? Others have been in Juefeng for half a month, and it is estimated that they can just collect the spiritual medicine needed for the mission, but look at the big bags behind him. Obviously, the spiritual medicine for the mission is not worth mentioning compared to what he has on him."

Someone looked at Fang Yu's back, with a gleam of light in his eyes.

"Ten years ago, someone saw him selling spiritual medicines in the trading square, ten first-grade intermediate spiritual medicines and five first-grade high-grade spiritual medicines. His harvest during this period is probably equivalent to what others can get in a year."

"One year? People go to Juefeng once and don't want to go a second time. Who would go to Juefeng all year round? Only Fang Yu, this pervert, actually went twice."

"Fang Yu must have a big secret. I suspect he found the secret medicinal field of Juefeng back then."

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Everyone looked at Fang Yu's back and talked about it.

Soon, the rumor that Fang Yu found the secret medicinal field in Juefeng spread throughout the entire service hall in an instant, and even the cabinet began to talk about it.

At this time, Fang Yu returned to the dormitory, but his face was a little ugly.

Because he found that the many spiritual medicines he had placed in the dormitory had disappeared.

Fang Yu said to himself with a cold face.

"Who could it be?"