Jin Chi Da Peng Diao and Ao Xue were filled with anticipation for the treasure hunt that lay ahead.
After all, they were currently at Buzhou Mountain, the foremost treasure trove of the Great Desolation. With their senior's divine ability to sense treasures, it would be a disservice to him if they didn't return laden with at least a dozen precious items.
However, as the treasure hunting party set off, their anticipation quickly turned into complaints.
"Senior, you've really become addicted to eating grass, haven't you?"
"Yes, Senior. I think we already have enough spirit roots, spirit grasses, and spirit medicines. Can we go look for some magic treasures or other artifacts?"
Jin Chi Da Peng Diao and Ao Xue looked at the spirit roots and spirit grasses filling their hands and tried to reason with Xu Fang.
Their senior truly lived up to his ambition of attaining enlightenment through devouring. In such a short time, he had already led them around Buzhou Mountain, finding so many spirit roots and spirit grasses.
But after the initial novelty wore off, they began to complain. It was all spirit grass and spirit roots, not a single magic treasure found.
If those who didn't know, they would think they were suppliers of spirit grasses in the Great Desolation, preparing to sell them for a living!
If this news got out, what would become of their treasure hunting party's reputation? How would others perceive them?
Therefore, they both spoke up, hoping Xu Fang would consider the feelings of his followers and not just focus on his own path of devouring, which, of course, involved eating grass.
"I'll be relying on these things to cultivate in the future. Isn't it natural for me to look for them?"
Xu Fang smiled slightly. Since he had decided on this method of cultivation, the more spirit roots and spirit grasses, the better, naturally.
To Xu Fang, ordinary magic treasures only added a bit of strength, and this strength was external; it would disappear if the magic treasure was removed.
However, spirit roots and spirit grasses were different. They were the most crucial for his cultivation and could be converted into his own strength.
Therefore, the importance was obvious. Xu Fang naturally focused his treasure hunting efforts on spirit roots and similar treasures, directly skipping over magic treasures.
It was a rare occasion for him to visit Buzhou Mountain. He might not strip it bare of everything, but he certainly wouldn't let go of any spirit roots of suitable age.
"Senior, I know this is your path of devouring through grass, but we're almost becoming the biggest spirit root owners in the Great Desolation."
Jin Chi Da Peng Diao was somewhat speechless. If they continued searching, would the next step be to open a stall and become the largest spirit grass merchant in the Great Desolation?
"Yes, Senior. Treasure hunting is about balance, about spreading the favor!"
Ao Xue chimed in, fully agreeing and expressing her dissatisfaction.
Seeing their expressions, Xu Fang knew they had grown tired of the life of spirit root collectors. He shook his head helplessly.
"Alright, since that's the case, so be it."
"Let me sense it carefully. The next item will definitely be a magic treasure."
As Xu Fang spoke, his body emanated a glow, transforming into a shining golden figure.
Jin Chi Da Peng Diao and Ao Xue marveled at Xu Fang's divine ability, stating that no matter how many times they saw it, they never got tired of it.
With eager eyes, they waited quietly to see where Xu Fang's next treasure hunt would lead them.
Under the glow, Xu Fang closed his eyes, as if he were truly performing some divine art. In reality, his mind was focused on the treasure map beside him.
With a thought, he enlarged the treasure map, centering it on his current location, and began a visual search.
Since he couldn't recall any other treasures on Buzhou Mountain, he could only see which treasure was closest to him at the moment.
Soon, Xu Fang's gaze fell upon a treasure. With a thought, he immediately clicked on its information interface.
[Nameless Divine Bow]
[Grade: Innate Spirit Treasure.]
[Ownership: None yet.]
[Current Location: Buzhou Mountain, system map continuously guides the host.]
[Introduction: A treasure formed from the blood, flesh, and bones of Great God Pangu, fused with the essence of the Fusang wood. Its power is boundless and its might incomparable. This divine bow requires no arrows; as long as the string is drawn, it automatically forms an arrow of energy, divided into Yin extreme malevolent arrows and Yang extreme malevolent arrows. This arrow of energy can be shot as a Yin or Yang extreme malevolent arrow based on the enemy's elemental attribute, to counter the enemy. It is relentless in its pursuit, and only immense magic power can stop it.]
Xu Fang chuckled upon reading the description of the so-called Nameless Divine Bow.
"How is this a Nameless Divine Bow? Isn't this Hou Yi's Sun-Shooting Divine Bow?"
Xu Fang couldn't help but laugh. These words might be acceptable if spoken to others, but for him, who had transmigrated, how could he not know that this so-called Nameless Divine Bow was the renowned Sun-Shooting Divine Bow?
Even if Xu Fang was unfamiliar with other treasures, he knew a lot about the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow.
Even those who hadn't read novels about the Great Desolation must have heard the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun, right?
And in the world of the Great Desolation, in the future, when ten suns appeared together, creating a world-ending spectacle that shocked all beings in the Great Desolation.
Seeing his friend Kuafu being toyed with by the ten golden crows and then dying while chasing the sun, Hou Yi was enraged and drew his bow, shooting down the golden crows from the sky, using this very Sun-Shooting Divine Bow.
"However, calling it the Nameless Divine Bow might also be correct."
Xu Fang pondered. The ten golden crows had not yet appeared, and he didn't know Hou Yi's situation. The event of shooting the sun was still a long way off.
Therefore, it was quite fitting for the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow to be called the Nameless Divine Bow.
However, Xu Fang soon became perplexed again.
"That's not right. Wasn't the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow always in the Pangu Hall of the Wu Clan?"
Xu Fang recalled that if his memory served him correctly, after Pangu's demise, the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow was obtained by the Wu Clan and belonged to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches regarded Pangu as their father god and cherished this treasure formed from Pangu's blood, flesh, and bones immensely. They enshrined it in the Wu Clan's most sacred and highest hall, the Pangu Hall.
Later, when the ten golden crows emerged from Tanggu and brought disaster to the Great Desolation, Hou Yi, witnessing Kuafu's death, entered the Pangu Hall and retrieved the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow.
Now, however, this Sun-Shooting Divine Bow had appeared on Buzhou Mountain instead of in the Pangu Hall.
But this was a minor issue that didn't affect the grand scheme of things. Xu Fang quickly figured it out.
"It seems the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow was not originally owned by the Wu Clan from the start."
Xu Fang speculated that perhaps a member of the Wu Clan had discovered the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow on Buzhou Mountain and then brought this treasure back to the Wu Clan to be enshrined in the Pangu Hall.
"However, this time, I've gotten ahead of them. The Wu Clan might not have this opportunity."
Xu Fang smiled slightly. He would never foolishly attempt to snatch the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow from the Wu Clan.
But since the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow was currently on Buzhou Mountain and had no owner, how could he miss this fortunate encounter?
As for the Wu Clan, they could only bid farewell to the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow!