Chapter 358: Xun has struck it rich!

As soon as Chen Xun spoke, he stood up and gave them a look.

Whoosh!

The surrounding barriers, formations, and the glow of divine sense vanished in an instant. The fragrance of flowers and plants filled the air, and a towering mountain came into view under the bright sun.

Mo Fuyang took a deep breath, looking around at the familiar scene, as if a long time had passed.

"Young friend, are you heading to the junkyard?"

"Yes, senior."

"I see there''s a Spirit Vein here. Is it unclaimed?"

Chen Xun frowned slightly. Judging by the surge of spiritual qi, it was at least a seventh-grade Spirit Vein in this small boundary. "And there should be accompanying spirit stone mines."

However, he now understood that the spiritual qi concentration in the Great World of Taiyi couldn''t compare to the small boundary, and even the age and quality of spiritual herbs would differ.

Based on the information he just acquired, the potency of a thousand-year spiritual herb here might be several levels higher than that in the small boundary.

This was a brand new world, and previous knowledge could only serve as a reference.

If it weren''t for his system''s mana enhancing the Drug Fire and using spiritual herbs surpassing the pill recipe''s age, the pills he just sent out would likely have had issues.

"Senior, it''s quite normal for a ninth-grade low-level Spirit Vein to appear on this junk island."

Mo Fuyang shook his head gently, looking in a certain direction. "It might be useful for Golden Elixir phase cultivators, but a ninth-grade Spirit Vein won''t produce accompanying mines."

"But who among the cultivators who come here isn''t of mediocre talent? If they truly cultivate there without purchasing resources to break through, their cultivation will stagnate."

"That''s why no one cares about the ninth-grade low-level Spirit Vein on the junk island, and no cultivator is willing to waste time there."

Mo Fuyang spoke calmly, his face honest and sincere. "Only seventh-grade and above Spirit Veins might have accompanying spirit stone mines, which are beyond the reach of us scattered cultivators."

"Moo~" Black Bull kicked up dust with his hind hooves, suddenly enlightened.

"Xun, let''s go find spirit stone mines to dig in the future!"

"Little Chi, you sure know how to talk!"

"Haha."

Little Chi laughed heartily, eyes full of joy, and even started bouncing around. In such a vast world, who knows how many treasures awaited them.

Little Crane widened her eyes, looking around. This continent was indeed just an island.

Chen Xun lightly tapped the void with his finger, and a ripple of mana spread out. A small, shabby boat appeared in front of them, powered by spirit stones.

He tapped the ground lightly and instantly appeared on the small boat, smiling, "Young friend, shall we head to the junkyard together?"

"Ah? Thank you, senior, thank you!"

Mo Fuyang was flattered, bowing solemnly. "This junior will lead the way for you all."

Black Bull, Little Crane, and Little Chi also stood on the small boat, starting it with inferior mid-grade spirit stones...

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The small boat slowly ascended, the terrain below coming into view, rising and falling.

After understanding the situation here, Chen Xun and his companions became bold, as long as it wasn''t the forbidden land of a major power.

On the way, they traversed majestic mountains, sunlight pouring down like colorful threads on the swiftly flying boat. The clouds were high and distant, dreamlike and ethereal.

Chen Xun stood at the front, silent, his eyes deep. Mo Fuyang stood respectfully to the side, not daring to disturb him.

Black Bull, Little Crane, and Little Chi cheered at the stern, quite noisy, as if they had endless things to say. Little Crane''s laughter was pleasant, like a clear spring, cleansing the soul.

"Second brother, look at the flowers on that mountaintop, they''re purple!"

"Moo moo~~!"

"Sister Crane, be careful, don''t fall."

"Hehe."

...

The two at the front remained silent, while the three at the back were lively and cheerful, the sea breeze joining in, creating this peculiar scene.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

For seven days, they continued forward, though the ground occasionally sprouted some common spiritual herbs, as if just planted. At this moment, Chen Xun''s hands behind his back moved slightly.

Before long, a gentle breeze swept across the coast.

A great sun appeared on the horizon, shining on the endless sea, exuding a harmonious, joyful, and cohesive aura.

Chen Xun and his companions looked into the distance, unable to see the shore anymore.

There lay the vast heaps of Xuanwei Heaven''s world of immortals'' trash, with foul air filling the sky, and figures occasionally flitting about.

An indescribable odor permeated the air, even affecting the surrounding spiritual qi, which had noticeably thinned.

"Young friend, why is this trash dumped here? Can''t it be destroyed or burned with mana?"

Chen Xun''s gaze swept across the vast coastline, completely covered in trash, with even metallic glints catching the eye. "There''s so much, and this isn''t the only junk island."

Little Crane nervously clutched Chen Xun''s sleeve, while scattered figures could be seen in the distance. Black Bull''s eyes turned sharp, standing beside Chen Xun.

Little Chi remained at the back, eyes cold and sharp, determined not to let Sister Crane fall into danger. Unintentionally, their formation had already protected Little Crane at the center.

"Senior, this is Xuanwei Heaven''s trash accumulated over a hundred years. Most of it has been destroyed; these are just the remnants..."

"Oh?"

"Senior, it means there are too many beings and major powers."

Mo Fuyang bowed his head, speaking truthfully. "Senior, even if a Nascent Soul or Divine Transformation cultivator discards a little waste material every day, can you imagine how vast it is..."

"I can''t imagine."

"......"

Mo Fuyang was momentarily speechless, letting out an awkward laugh. "If these materials accumulate over the years, they might contaminate the Spirit Veins of major powers, even thinning the spiritual qi concentration."

"For example, if a sect''s highest cultivation is Nascent Soul, they might struggle to destroy their discarded magical artifacts. Carrying them long-term would be more harmful than beneficial, so they must be disposed of."

"Senior, to use an inappropriate example, I can''t destroy the Nine Heavens Immortal Sound Array Disk. If it''s damaged... it can only be discarded."

"Indeed, the quality of magical artifacts in this great world far exceeds my expectations, quite impressive."

Chen Xun''s expression was calm, a perpetual smile on his lips. "There''s no situation of exploiting fellow cultivators, but there must be a reason for dumping this trash here."

"Yes, senior, Xuanwei Heaven''s world of immortals has an untraceable history. Those immortal pavilions have legacies over ten thousand years. If a problem arises and news of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sound Array Disk spreads, their reputation would be greatly damaged."

"This junior has limited knowledge, but the major powers of Xuanwei Heaven value their reputation highly, never resorting to bullying."

"Ah... that''s nice. Just learning this much, I can sense the positive development of an immortal cultivation civilization."

Chen Xun sighed softly, his gaze deep. "Those standing at the pinnacle of the world of immortals likely have a perspective far beyond our imagination."