"Brother Li, let's start from here," said Fatty Wang as they entered the Treasure Hunting Ground.
Li Xuan nodded slightly, "If we encounter trouble, Brother Wang, just say the word."
"Alright," Fatty Wang nodded, and the next moment he moved, disappearing into the Spring Spirit Mountain Range.
Watching Wang Fatty's receding back, Li Xuan withdrew his gaze and looked elsewhere. The Spring Spirit Mountain Range was vast, and even with Li Xuan's divine sense sweeping through, he couldn't fully grasp it. It's worth noting that Li Xuan's current divine sense strength could detect everything within a thousand-foot radius, which speaks to the sheer size of the Spring Spirit Mountain Range.
As for parting ways with Fatty Wang, it was naturally because it was better for them to search separately for treasures. Everyone has their own luck, and given that the Spring Spirit Mountain Range had an unwritten rule prohibiting violence, there was no need for the two of them to act together.
"Young Master, head west. There seems to be a trace of artifact aura there," the Heavenly Dao Brush's voice suddenly sounded as Li Xuan moved forward for a few minutes.
Li Xuan's heart stirred, and he immediately shot forward. The Heavenly Dao Brush, being a treasure-grade existence, could naturally sense spiritual weapons. With the Heavenly Dao Brush speaking now, Li Xuan felt as if he had been given a clear direction.
Soon, Li Xuan's movement stopped. Looking at a pool of water that appeared before him, Li Xuan perplexedly questioned the Heavenly Dao Brush.
"Young Master, I can confirm that there is definitely a spiritual weapon here!" the Heavenly Dao Brush's voice rang out. Li Xuan immediately leaped into the cold pool without hesitation. A sword light barrier formed around his body, protecting him from the erosion of the water flow. In an instant, Li Xuan had descended over ten meters.
As he continued to descend, Li Xuan's heart grew more certain. The cold pool, though seemingly not large on the surface, was incredibly deep. Li Xuan had yet to see the bottom.
One minute passed, and Li Xuan stopped. The depth had now reached a hundred meters. Terrifying water pressure surged, and even with Li Xuan's strong physique, he felt a slight pressure. As his sword intent surged, Li Xuan's body felt lighter.
"Young Master, the aura of the artifact is very close," the Heavenly Dao Brush spoke. Li Xuan nodded slightly. At this moment, Li Xuan could also sense the presence of a spiritual weapon. The next moment, Li Xuan continued to descend.
At a depth of one hundred and thirty meters, Li Xuan finally reached the bottom of the pool. At this point, Li Xuan could already see a sword hilt stuck in the bottom. Although the hilt was rusty, it exuded a heart-pounding sword might that rippled around it.
"Young Master, this is a treasure-grade spiritual sword! It's just that its artifact spirit seems to be dormant," the Heavenly Dao Brush's voice sounded. Li Xuan's eyes flashed with surprise, and he stepped forward, reaching for the hilt.
*Dong!*
Before Li Xuan's hand could even touch the hilt, it seemed to sense a threat and autonomously emitted its sword might. Li Xuan's hand was repelled, and the sword might directly vibrated outwards. In the next instant, a huge wave of water surged from above the pool.
"Interesting," Li Xuan said, looking at the hilt with surprise. Then, with narrowed eyes, he reached down again.
This time, Li Xuan directly activated the power of his Silver Bone Realm physique. As Li Xuan grasped the hilt, the hilt immediately resisted violently. Terrifying sword energy erupted, instantly numbing Li Xuan's tiger's mouth. However, Li Xuan was prepared this time and did not loosen his grip on the hilt. He then gave a fierce pull, immediately drawing it out from the bottom of the pool.
*Boom!*
As the sword was pulled out, the ground trembled violently. The surface of the cold pool was already turbulent, and now, at a visible rate, the water began to melt away.
"A good sword!" After three minutes, the spiritual sword stopped vibrating. Li Xuan looked at it, his eyes filled with delighted admiration.
"If the artifact spirit were still awake, Young Master, you likely wouldn't have obtained it so easily. Although this sword is a celestial sword, it can probably only exert the power of a king sword," the Heavenly Dao Brush said.
Li Xuan frowned slightly, then with a thought, he asked, "Is there a way to restore it?"
Li Xuan knew clearly that Qing Xiao had only recovered later. If this celestial sword could be restored to its peak, his Zhen Yu would have some respite.
"Naturally, there is," the Heavenly Dao Brush replied. "However, to restore a celestial sword to its peak, and no offense to you, Young Master, with your current financial resources, it is likely a distant prospect."
Li Xuan was stunned. It wasn't that he felt looked down upon by the Heavenly Dao Brush, but rather that he currently possessed sixty-five million mid-grade spirit stones. Was this amount of wealth still not enough?
"Young Master, do you know the power of a celestial sword? To put it bluntly, with one strike from a celestial sword, the vast continent where you are would likely shatter instantly. Of course, even a Saint would find it difficult to unleash the full power of a celestial sword," the Heavenly Dao Brush said.
Li Xuan's heart was greatly shaken, but he quickly understood why the Heavenly Dao Brush had said that. With such a powerful celestial sword, the spiritual energy required to restore it to its peak was imaginable.
"Young Master, you needn't be discouraged. If it were anyone else, it might indeed be difficult. But you are different. You have Little Pagoda by your side," the Heavenly Dao Brush said.
Li Xuan's eyes brightened. He had almost forgotten about the Cang Ling Pagoda. When it came to gathering spiritual energy the fastest, Li Xuan hadn't discovered anything faster than the Cang Ling Pagoda. As long as he put this celestial sword into the Cang Ling Pagoda, it might be restored quickly.
The next moment, Li Xuan's figure entered Zhen Yu. After conferring with the Cang Ling Pagoda, Li Xuan immediately threw the celestial sword onto the top floor of the Cang Ling Pagoda and then emerged.
When Li Xuan flew out of the cold pool, his brow furrowed. Four figures had blocked his path.
"Brother, what treasure did you discover at the bottom of this pool?" a man asked Li Xuan with a smile.
Li Xuan smiled and replied, "What, is there a rule in the Treasure Hunting Ground that one must inform others about treasures found?"
"Naturally, there isn't," the man smiled and shook his head. "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Xiu Wu."
"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of you," Li Xuan replied, shaking his head.
Xiu Wu's smile faltered, and his expression became a bit grim. "It seems you are determined not to give me any face."
"Brother Xiu, this kid is only at the early stage of the Martial God realm. Why waste words with him? The commotion just now, there must be a treasure at the bottom of this pool. It will be troublesome if someone else arrives," said a man standing to Li Xuan's left, speaking dismissively.
Xiu Wu pondered for a moment, then his gaze locked onto Li Xuan and he slowly said, "I'll give you a chance. Hand over the treasure, and I'll let you leave."
Li Xuan shrugged helplessly. "Historically, I've always been the one robbing others. I'm not accustomed to being robbed."
A cruel glint flashed in Xiu Wu's eyes. "Very well. I've changed my mind. I want your spatial ring too!"