9: Golden Elixir Remains

Outside, the White-Haired Steward let out a cold sneer, "Clever little ants."

"It's just that they'll die a bit faster!"

The four Cultivators wearing silver masks also started laughing.

However, they didn't make a move, instead watching their subordinates constantly urge the cannon fodder toward the central Blood Pool.

The White-Haired Steward said in a heavy voice, "Once the cannon fodder is used up, I will go and collect the treasure."

"The treasure's Treasure Qi should be almost exhausted by then!"

"Collecting it then should be much easier!"

"You all back me up to prevent any lowlifes from launching a sneak attack."

Several Cultivators wearing silver masks congratulated him in unison, "We wish the Steward instant success!"

The several silver-masked Cultivators exchanged glances.

They felt unwilling in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do!

The treasure could only benefit the Steward.

Fortunately, the few of them could still earn the Steward's favor and some contribution point rewards from the Treasure Pavilion.

After all the cannon fodder had turned into crimson statues.

The White-Haired Steward soared into the air and landed by the edge of the Blood Pool.

He performed hand seals, consuming a vast amount of spiritual energy to begin enveloping the entire Blood Pool; it seemed he intended to pull the whole thing out from the ground.

Just as the White-Haired Steward was resisting the erosion of the Crimson Treasure Qi while continuously consuming his spiritual energy to pull up the Blood Pool.

Suddenly, the Blood Pool began to shake violently. The White-Haired Steward felt as if a wild boar was thrashing about in his arms.

He quickly withdrew his spiritual energy and flew away, arriving at the entrance of the underground space to observe the situation.

The White-Haired Steward was somewhat suspicious and uncertain, unable to figure out what was happening.

He constantly scanned the surroundings, trying to see who exactly was playing tricks.

Everyone saw massive bubbles starting to rise from within the Blood Pool, as if the entire pool was boiling, churning continuously.

Then, from the center of the Blood Pool, the massive, semi-jadeified remains of a Golden Core Cultivator floated up. It hovered above the Blood Pool in a meditative posture, its chest cavity open, revealing a violently fluctuating dark red Golden Core within.

The blood-red patterns on the Golden Core were likely caused by absorbing a large amount of blood.

As the remains of the Golden Core Cultivator surfaced, silver light flickered all around, triggering a massive silver formation.

The Golden Core Cultivator's remains sat right in the center of the formation, serving as the formation eye!

All the "Blood Fiend Alliance" Cultivators were exceptionally terrified; only the White-Haired Steward managed to remain calm.

His constantly clenching fingers also betrayed his nervousness.

He didn't know if the Golden Core Cultivator's remains posed a danger, but the massive formation covering the entire underground space alone made him feel helpless.

Viscous Treasure Qi began to emit from the dark red Golden Core in waves.

The White-Haired Steward's pupils constricted violently. When he had first discovered this crimson swamp, he had only thought there was a treasure qi spring eye here.

When he found the pool below, he still didn't know there were the remains of a Golden Core Cultivator inside.

But now that the Golden Core had surfaced, he finally knew what had created the treasure qi spring eye.

It was that Golden Core of the Golden Core Cultivator. As long as he obtained that dark red Golden Core, it would be as if he owned the entire treasure qi spring eye.

At that moment, a row of blood-colored words suddenly projected from the blood-red Golden Core and floated in the air.

"I roamed the world for over 100 years, established my foundation at 20, and formed my core at 50. I was in my prime when I was unexpectedly harmed by a villain!"

"Trapped in the Ancient Forbidden Land with no way out, I finally died in dejection!"

"But I am unwilling! Until my enemies are dead, my hatred will not fade!"

"I voluntarily absorbed Treasure Qi and transformed into a spring eye, awaiting the possibility of Rebirth!"

"If someone finds my remains and sends them back to the Blood Fiend Alliance, the Blood Fiend Alliance will surely reward them handsomely!"

"—Final words of Li Qianyou, Earth Fiend Elder of the Blood Fiend Alliance!"

The "Blood Fiend Alliance" Cultivators outside looked at each other, also feeling the cruelty of immortal cultivation.

Such a stunningly talented person who formed his core at fifty was buried here so quietly!

Only the White-Haired Steward finally felt his heart settle.

Since there were final words, it seemed there was no danger!

He just didn't know if there were any other hidden traps here.

The treasure qi spring eye was man-made. As long as he got the Golden Core Cultivator's Golden Core, he would effectively own the treasure qi spring eye.

He could also obtain the remains of a Golden Core Cultivator, and perhaps even the lifelong resources of a Golden Core Cultivator.

The several Cultivators wearing white masks also looked joyful; they should be able to get a share of the Golden Core Cultivator's remains.

The White-Haired Steward didn't dare to step forward directly; who knew what might happen?

He had collected so many Cultivator cannon fodder earlier precisely to exhaust the Treasure Qi of the treasure qi spring eye so that he could take the opportunity to collect it.

As long as he was fast enough, he could collect the treasure before the Treasure Qi turned him into jade!

But now that the remains of a Golden Core Cultivator had appeared, then this treasure qi spring eye was transformed from those remains.

There might be some trap inside!

However, the remains of a Golden Core Cultivator should possess strong energy. According to his observation, the current energy of the Golden Core Cultivator's remains was only around the Foundation Establishment Stage.

What was the reason for this?

Could it be that because the Golden Core had passed through countless years, its energy had leaked away?

Or was it because it had turned into a treasure qi spring eye, and the energy within had been consumed and reduced?

The White-Haired Steward turned around: "You guys go and see if there's any danger."

"While you're at it, collect the Golden Core of the Golden Core Cultivator!"

The several silver-masked Cultivators turned their gazes toward the Utility Disciples at the very front.

The Utility Disciples felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. If they went, they might not live, but if they didn't, they would surely die now!

The several Utility Disciples cautiously approached the Blood Pool. After circling around it once, they didn't find any danger.

Observing this scene from a distance, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed there was no danger for the time being.

The White-Haired Steward was secretly delighted. Ignoring the group of Utility Disciples, he once again flew forward.

Seeing no danger, the people behind also gathered around, all fearing that the treasure might slip through their fingers.

The White-Haired Steward had just reached his hand toward the red Golden Core inside the skeleton's chest cavity.

Unexpectedly, a large amount of black smoke drifted out from the dark red Golden Core.

Then a voice rang out: "Hahaha! After so many years, a decent person has finally come!"

Immediately after, the black smoke lunged straight for the White-Haired Steward's face.

Unexpectedly, the White-Haired Steward was already prepared and threw a handful of Talismans toward the Golden Core remains in front of him.

Purple light flared as a bolt of lightning struck the Golden Core remains, hitting the Golden Core directly!

Yellow light flared as a massive flame flew straight toward the Golden Core remains.

Unexpectedly, the black smoke swerved in mid-air to bypass the flames and continued flying toward the White-Haired Steward.

At this moment, the people behind all scattered like birds and beasts.

Only the White-Haired Steward remained in the middle, dealing with the remnant soul of the Golden Core Cultivator.

The remnant soul of the Golden Core Cultivator was about to invade the White-Haired Steward's mind.