A gruff voice said, sounding at least ten thousand years old.
"Go away, go away. Who are you? We're talking, what business is it of yours?"
Fu Ruhai seemed to be acting with great conviction, completely unconcerned about who the newcomer was.
Liu Sandao followed the sound and saw an old man standing opposite them, staring at him and Fu Ruhai.
This old man had silver hair and a white beard, and wore a black square cloth hat.
He was not tall, only reaching Fu Ruhai's shoulders, and wore a purplish-brown robe, very much like the clothing of a certain dynasty.
"Such arrogance, I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"
"You! We call you the old earth spirit, what does that have to do with you? Even if he were here himself, I'd still say it!"
As soon as Fu Ruhai finished speaking, he was blasted back a hundred meters by a gust of wind carrying yellow earth. This was even with Liu Sandao casting a spell to save him.
Although Liu Sandao's spell tried to block it, his magic seemed powerless to resist, and the old man merely flicked his wrist.
As the saying goes: There's always someone better, and there's always a higher heaven.
If Liu Sandao had no goals in his cultivation before, then after these few encounters with others, he truly understood: without strength, one is like air, existing yet not existing.
This made Liu Sandao desperately want to improve his strength.
He had only read about a third of the "Ruoshui Fu" from beginning to end, despite occasionally flipping through it. It seemed he needed to spend more time on it from now on.
"Hahaha, your magic is exquisite, but your element is ultimately suppressed by mine!" the old earth ancestor laughed heartily.
Seeing the young man in front of him react in an instant, he was slightly taken aback.
In all his years in the Celestial Realm, no young person had possessed such high magical power to withstand his attack.
If it weren't for his Earth element naturally suppressing Liu Sandao's Water element, he might have made the other person stand still.
"Thank you for your praise, Ancestor. Junior truly does not deserve it."
Liu Sandao said, bowing his head in a salute.
He was now certain that the person before him was the old earth ancestor. This judgment was based on his techniques, demeanor, and age.
"Greetings, Ancestor. This humble deity has been presumptuous. Please forgive me. This, this was unavoidable. Please be magnanimous and spare me this once!"
Fu Ruhai, who had hurried over, also bowed and apologized to the old earth ancestor.
"Hahaha, very well, very well."
The old earth ancestor said, then turned and asked, "You two seem to have come specifically to find me. For what purpose?"
"To be honest, Ancestor, we have come to clarify one matter."
The old earth ancestor gestured for Liu Sandao to continue.
Liu Sandao recounted the matter of the "Naqianlai" using spiritual roots to steal the fortune fruits and his encounter with the old fortune ancestor. The old earth ancestor seemed to understand.
He said, "So that's how it is. This dead new root is of no use to me here. I merely used it as a favor!"
"A favor? What favor?"
Fu Ruhai seemed to have a natural curiosity, or perhaps a gossipy nature, for these unspoken rules.
"This, this..." the old earth spirit said, seeming a little embarrassed.
Waving his hand, he said, "The last time I was able to defeat the old fortune spirit, it was indeed because I took the advice of a young friend and luckily won in the 299th round."
"The young friend you mentioned, was it that Naqianlai?"
Fu Ruhai guessed, but the old earth ancestor shook his head.
"Was it a young man with a center part and a constant cigar, about his height?"
Fu Ruhai prompted, pointing to Liu Sandao.
"No, of course not. I have no acquaintance with him."
The old earth ancestor's words left Fu Ruhai speechless.
"It was the Five Grains Little Deity. His grandfather was a longtime friend of mine."
As soon as the old earth ancestor finished speaking, Fu Ruhai said, "Could it be the God of Five Grains Gu Siyu?"
This time, the old earth ancestor nodded.
So it was him. This meant that the spiritual root was given by him to Naqianlai.
This explained why Naqianlai was able to obtain the spiritual root and wreak havoc in the human world.
"Then how many spiritual roots did he take?"
Liu Sandao asked.
"Just that one. What other roots? If that spiritual root doesn't have a good preservation method, it will die as soon as it leaves my domain. Therefore, I haven't paid any attention to those spiritual roots all this time."
The old earth ancestor said, turning his body. Su Dan Novel Network.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with the old earth ancestor, Liu Sandao and Fu Ruhai bid farewell and descended.
...
Naqianlai, who had taken Mei Ziqi's fortune fruit, was refining those fruits in his Asura Field. There were quite a few, nearly a hundred.
Fang Huairan's fortune fruit had nourished the spiritual root, making it completely red. It was currently housed in a secret chamber within the Asura Field. No ghost was allowed near without Naqianlai's command.
This was Naqianlai's Asura Field, a place he had specifically established to cultivate his forces.
This was his first strategist, chosen by the Jade-Faced Rakshasa. It belonged to a certain place in China, but not the human world.
This was his dojo, possessing boundless dark power, raising thousands of ghosts, ferocious spirits, and petty demons.
In order to continuously accumulate power, he had to constantly scour the human world for generals, such as Fang Huairan, whom he had chosen.
What he wanted was her greed, her greed for beauty.
With such a subordinate, he could attract a large number of similar ghosts in the future. These ghosts would undoubtedly become members of his Asura Field.
He needed different types of subordinates like this.
Each of them could kill tens of thousands of mortals, thereby increasing his power.
Perhaps in the future, he would become a overlord ruling the Three Realms.
To achieve this, he must first rely on that spiritual root. To mislead the outside world, Naqianlai specifically asked Gu Siyu to create an outer packaging and named it "Lifetaker"!
Lifetaker emerges, devours fruits and returns.
No one could stop it, and thus no one could stop him from cultivating with fortune fruits.
His realm had just reached the twentieth level of the Underworld. If he could reach the hundredth level, he would not even care about the Heavenly Emperor.
To achieve this goal, he had to find more fortune fruits as soon as possible.
Although he had been dismissed, this was a liberation.
Death itself was the only position worth holding, and only he could truly interpret what it meant to be a god in that position!
The refinement of fortune fruits had accelerated significantly.
His power had also greatly increased. Previously, it took him ten days to fill his cultivation plate with money liquid, but this time it only took eight days. This money liquid was made from the melted essence of all currencies in the Three Realms.
The money liquid in this cultivation plate represented many years of his hard work and was urgently in need of replenishment.
The thousands of ghosts in his Asura Field, who did not reincarnate and could exist for a long time, depended on it.
With it, they were like trained soldiers, obeying only his command.
"Hahaha, the Three Realms will be mine sooner or later!"