"Blood... Blood Jade Spring Flower!"
As soon as Feng Yan finished speaking, Ding Peng and the others from the Canglan Sword Sect turned their gazes toward a golden, shining flower on the ground. Instantly, they couldn't help but swallow in awe.
The Canglan Sword Sect, a super-sect within the Tiansheng Empire, was highly prestigious, and Ding Peng, along with his fellow disciples, held keen insights as core disciples of the sect.
The Blood Jade Spring Flower was a treasure capable of reviving the dead!
As long as a person had the faintest breath left, the flower could bring them back to life. It was as if it granted a second chance at life.
However, despite its miraculous qualities, the Blood Jade Spring Flower came with a limitation. While it could revive, it couldn't remove any existing afflictions.
For example, if someone died from poisoning, the flower would allow them to recover, yet they'd remain poisoned. The effects would last for only seven days, providing temporary relief from injuries or venom and giving the revived individual a slim chance of survival.
Seeing such a rare treasure, Ding Peng and his group had eyes that glowed with desire.
If they were stronger, they might already have tried to seize it.
Ling Feng gave a relaxed smile, saying, "The rarer the spiritual objects of the heavens and earth, the more delicate they are. The Blood Jade Spring Flower cannot be collected by direct contact with true qi, nor should it be picked with bare hands. Ancient texts praise the flower's miraculous effects, but since it has long been extinct, later records lack details about how to pick it.
"If Brother Feng had used his elemental force just now to retrieve the flower, the treasure would have been ruined entirely."
"Nonsense! Absolute rubbish!"
Ling Feng hadn't even finished before Huang Kaixuan sneered, saying, "Kid, I've been treasure-hunting since you were in diapers! How could I not know that the Blood Jade Spring Flower has such restrictions? He's making it up, Brother Feng! This guy only wants to get a share of the loot and knows he can't take us on directly, so he's stalling!"
"Believe what you want," Ling Feng shrugged. "I only wished to prevent you from wasting such a rare treasure."
"Hmph, I don't believe a word!" Huang Kaixuan took a bold step forward, reached out his pudgy hand, and attempted to grab the Blood Jade Spring Flower.
Suddenly, a burst of wind shot out, forcibly deflecting his hand. Fatty Huang turned to Feng Yan, shocked. "Brother Feng, you... you trust him over me?"
"Fatty Huang, your dragon-seeking technique may be excellent for finding treasures, but Brother Ling's reasoning here does seem plausible. Destroying a priceless natural treasure out of pride would be a waste."
Feng Yan looked at Ling Feng again, saying, "Please, Brother Ling, instruct us on the proper method for picking the Blood Jade Spring Flower."
Ling Feng tapped his nose thoughtfully and explained, "Before the Blood Jade Spring Flower is removed from the earth, any contact with human presence will cause it to wither immediately. The best approach is to use an iron tool to first sever the flower's connection to the earth's energy, allowing for safe handling."
He took out a medicinal hoe, continuing, "Though this hoe is an ordinary item, it's made of metal, which is a natural counter to wood elements. This will allow us to extract the Blood Jade Spring Flower without damaging its spiritual essence."
"Understood," Feng Yan nodded slightly. Seeing Ling Feng's calm and confident manner, he couldn't help but be convinced.
"Here, take it." Ling Feng tossed the hoe toward Feng Yan, saying calmly, "You discovered this flower, and I know I'm not stronger than you. I won't humiliate myself by fighting over it."
Taking the hoe, Feng Yan's gaze softened as he looked at Ling Feng with a newfound respect.
What an interesting man.
"Brother Ling, why help me with the Blood Jade Spring Flower? If you'd let me damage it, neither of us would benefit. Wouldn't that be better?"
"Only the most foolish people would harm others with no benefit to themselves," Ling Feng replied, raising his brow. "The wise know to seek mutual advantage."
"Haha! Mutual advantage indeed!" Feng Yan clapped his hands in admiration. "Brother Ling, I consider you a friend! If you ever step foot into the Tiansheng Empire, feel free to visit me at the Tianhuang Sect."
"A Blood Jade Spring Flower for a friend like you, Brother Feng, is a fair trade."
Ling Feng touched his nose. In the Battlefield of the Gods and Demons, where powerful experts gathered, having an ally is always preferable to making an enemy.
Although Feng Yan isn't necessarily a trustworthy friend, he most likely won't betray me unless we encounter a treasure of unspeakable value.
Teaming up with Feng Yan is beneficial and mutually advantageous for now.
Feng Yan's presence could act as a deterrent in case we come across someone like Yan Jinghong.
"Hmph, what a farce! I don't believe a word!" Fatty Huang grumbled, still skeptical but far too intimidated to risk destroying the Blood Jade Spring Flower. If he accidentally ruined it, Feng Yan's Sky-Imprisonment Finger would likely make a hole in his skull.
Even if it didn't kill him, it might cost him half his life!
Soon after, Feng Yan used the medicinal hoe to extract the Blood Jade Spring Flower, noticing that when he severed its roots from the soil, it seemed to trap the surrounding spiritual energy and preserve its essence. But just touching the flower with his true qi or physical presence would've caused its energy to dissipate.
If Fatty Huang had tried to touch it, the results would've been disastrous.
Watching from afar, Ding Peng and his fellow disciples couldn't stop swallowing in anticipation. Even if they wanted the flower, none dared to challenge Feng Yan.
"Hey, what are you waiting for, Master? There are a lot of treasures around here, wakaka!"
At that moment, a young voice echoed from a distance. All eyes turned to see a flash of purple light clearing away the soil and uprooting even weeds, indiscriminately gathering anything in its path.
"Is that..." Feng Yan squinted, recalling that when they entered the Battlefield of the Gods and Demons, they noticed similar scenes of plants and roots being ripped out of the ground. It seemed the same person was responsible.
Ling Feng coughed and chuckled awkwardly. "Um, I don't know it!"
The corners of Feng Yan's mouth turned up as he connected the dots. It seemed they had all been teleported to the battlefield from similar locations. Though they had taken different paths, they'd arrived at the Huangji Sect ruins at nearly the same time. Perhaps fate was at play.
"No problem. If I had a demonic pet with that kind of ability, I'd probably use it the same way."
Feng Yan chuckled, glancing at the vast medicinal herb garden of the ancient Huangji Sect. Even at the pace that demonic pet was going, it would likely take ten days and nights to clear the whole place.
But Ling Feng wasn't foolish enough to stop his plans at the herb garden alone, surely.
Feng Yan was curious about how Ling Feng had managed to bring a demonic pet into the battlefield, though it wasn't his place to question his newfound friend's secrets.