115: Chapter 115 Getting the treasure

The three tightly sealed stone doors had all been unsealed. Li Changqing stood before the three stone doors, pondered for a moment, and finally stepped toward the leftmost stone door.

Standing before the stone door, Li Changqing first commanded the Black Armor Turtle to step forward and push it open. The thick stone door slowly shifted, emitting an archaic creaking sound—"creak, creak"—as it slowly swung open.

He released his Divine Sense to probe inside first. Scanning the area, he discovered that behind the door was an independent stone chamber, about seven or eight zhang square.

Focusing his attention, it was clear that this stone chamber was the former sleeping quarters of the Immortal Cave's owner.

On one side of the stone chamber stood a flat stone bed, while a long stone table and a stone stool were placed in the corner. Scattered on the stone table were a few archaic items.

On the high stone platform at the head of the bed, three archaic jade boxes of unknown material were neatly arranged. Apart from that, the entire stone chamber had no other furnishings; it was clean and simple.

To be cautious, Li Changqing did not rashly step inside but instead let the Spirit-Seeking Mouse enter first to investigate.

The Spirit-Seeking Mouse darted throughout the stone chamber, confirming there were no remaining Restrictions or hidden killing intent, before he slowly stepped into the stone chamber.

Walking straight to the stone platform at the head of the bed, he could tell at a glance that the most precious Opportunity in this stone chamber must be hidden within these three archaic jade boxes.

He raised his hand, took the top jade box, and gently opened it. Inside, an archaic token lay quietly.

He had no time to study this token in detail right now. With a wave of his hand, he stored the token into his Storage Pouch for safekeeping.

He opened the remaining two jade boxes one after another. One contained a sealed jade casket lined with dark-patterned spiritual cotton. Resting on the cotton pad were five strange, crimson spiritual Materials, their texture smooth and moist like red jade. Their inner texture faintly contained wisps of natural flowing light that converged inward without leaking a trace; one could tell at a glance that these were rare, high-quality Artifact Refining Materials.

Inside the last jade box, several pieces of rare, high-quality Artifact Refining raw Materials were neatly arranged. Their texture was dense and extraordinary, containing rich Origin Spiritual Qi—none of them were common items.

Li Changqing quickly and properly stored all the Artifact Refining Materials, then turned and walked to the stone table in the chamber.

In the center of the stone table sat an archaic metal disk. It felt cool to the touch and had a heavy texture. It looked like an ancient mirror, but there was not a trace of spiritual power fluctuation around it—it was utterly unremarkable. He casually placed it into his Storage Pouch.

In the corner of the stone table sat a hexagonal, exquisite jade box, and beside it stood an archaic object that looked like a mundane candlestick.

He picked up the candlestick to examine it closely. After repeated investigations, he still found nothing unusual about it.

He then opened the hexagonal jade box. Inside, it was divided into six neat compartments, each containing fine medicinal powder of different colors.

The moment the jade box was opened, an elegant and fragrant scent wafted out, seeping into his heart and spleen, instantly refreshing his exhausted spirit and clearing his mind.

Although he did not recognize the Origin or effects of these rare medicinal powders, he knew that they must be of immense value, so he immediately and carefully stored them in his storage ring.

He scanned the entire stone chamber again, meticulously checking every corner, but found nothing else. Li Changqing could not help but feel a bit disappointed.

He had assumed that the private sleeping quarters of a Golden Core Stage Cultivator would surely contain Magic Treasures, ancient treasures, or rare Spiritual Artifacts. He had not expected that there would not be a single spiritual weapon or item in the end.

He spread out his Divine Sense once more, repeatedly probing the stone chamber from top to bottom, the stone walls, and the floor. He even touched and carefully inspected the stone bed, stone table, and stone platform one by one.

Although these furnishings were all carved from rare jade and stone of the mundane world and were of extraordinary quality, they lacked even a shred of Spiritual Qi. For him, they had no practical value at all.

With no other choice, Li Changqing turned and exited the sleeping quarters stone chamber, heading toward the second stone door.

As before, he first ordered his Spirit Beast to push open the door and scout for danger. Only after confirming that the stone chamber was safe and secure did he step inside.

As soon as he stepped through the door of the stone chamber, a mellow and rich fragrance of herbs rushed toward him, carrying extremely pure Spiritual Qi that washed through his limbs and bones, making his entire Meridians feel comfortable and clear.

If one could meditate and Cultivate here, where the Spiritual Qi density far exceeded that of the world's top Spiritual Veins, the speed of cultivation would surely be twice the result with half the effort, progressing rapidly.

Seeing this, Li Changqing was overjoyed. With such a rich and pure medicinal fragrance, this place was undoubtedly the Spirit Medicine garden meticulously cultivated by the owner of the Immortal Cave!

He flew into the spacious stone chamber and discovered that the scale of this stone chamber was fully five or six times larger than the sleeping quarters he had just left.

The floor of the stone chamber was meticulously divided into dozens of neat, square plots. In each plot, a single or a cluster of rare Spiritual Plants was planted independently.

Glancing around roughly, there were many varieties of Spiritual Plants in the plots, fully forty or fifty kinds, all of which were second-tier or higher Spiritual Plants and Spirit Medicines.

The various Spiritual Plants had different shapes and postures: some grew alone as a single stalk, standing tall and graceful; some grew in clusters, lush and green; some had branches laden with spiritual fruits, surrounded by spiritual light; others had flowers and leaves that flowed with seven-colored halos, possessing an extraordinary aura. Each one was filled with Spiritual Qi and was of excellent quality.

At this moment, the overwhelming joy in Li Changqing's heart could no longer be described in words.

Such a quantity and quality of rare Spiritual Plants could not even be matched by the Spirit Medicine gardens of most Foundation Establishment clans in Huangfeng Prefecture that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

Although he had read many books on herbs, he could only barely recognize half of the common Spiritual Plants among them: Condensation Dew Grass, Red Blood Vine, Purple Flame Flower, etc. The remaining dozens of Spiritual Plants were all rare Spiritual Plants he had never heard of or seen before.

Yet, just these twenty or so Spiritual Plants he recognized were already extremely rare medicinal Materials in Huangfeng Prefecture, cultivated only by forces with deep Foundations.

It is conceivable that if this garden full of rare Spiritual Plants appeared in the outside world, it would be enough to set off a huge stir in the entire Huangfeng Prefecture Cultivation World, triggering countless Cultivators to fight over them.

These medicinal herbs had grown in this Golden Core Stage Cultivator's Immortal Cave for hundreds of years; their rarity was enough to make Golden Core Stage Cultivators fight each other.

It seemed that this stone chamber was the Spirit Medicine garden where that Golden Core Cultivator cultivated Spirit Medicines.

Afterward, Li Changqing quickly and carefully transplanted the Spirit Medicines and Spiritual Plants, one by one, into the Changsheng Garden.

Looking at the empty stone chamber, he couldn't help but feel his heart surging. If all these Spiritual Plants and Spirit Medicines were auctioned off, the number of Spirit Stones would be in the tens of thousands—beyond his imagination.

Calming his emotions, Li Changqing turned and left this stone chamber.

There was still one last stone chamber; he wondered what kind of surprise awaited him.

Arriving at the entrance of the last stone chamber, with a heart full of excitement, he had the Black Armor Turtle push open the stone door and looked inside.

In the very center of the stone chamber, a cold jade platform rose high.

On the platform lay a faded and decayed black-gold Dao robe, and a withered skeleton sat quietly in a proper cross-legged position.

The white bones were as lustrous as jade, the skeleton thick and well-formed. Even though hundreds of years had passed since the owner's death and Dao dissipation, a faint luster of spiritual power still remained on the skeleton, showing just how thick and stable the owner's Physical Body cultivation and spiritual power Foundation had been during his lifetime.

This was the owner of this Immortal Cave—an elderly Golden Core Cultivator who had exhausted his Lifespan and had calmly passed away while sitting here.

Unlike the twisted skeletons of other Cultivators who had died violent deaths and were entangled in Evil Qi, this skeleton's expression was peaceful, its posture steady. Its hands were folded in a spirit seal before its abdomen; there was no resentment, no baleful aura, only the lingering Dao rhyme, waiting quietly for a fated visitor.