Following his gaze, Ye Wushuang walked closer and saw a piece of Blood-Colored Refined Iron on the ground. It was irregularly oval-shaped, about half a meter in diameter, and bewitchingly beautiful, as if stained with blood. Mysterious, profound patterns covered its surface.

Next to this stone was a small pile of milky-white pebbles, emitting waves of dense Spiritual Qi.

"Ninth-Grade Spiritual Talent: Dragon Blood Profound Gold!"

"Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

Ye Wushuang investigated the two types of stones and gasped in astonishment.

Dragon Blood Profound Gold was a precious Spiritual Material formed when Outer Heaven Meteorite Gold was stained with Flood Dragon Treasure Blood and transformed over tens of millions of years. It could be used to forge powerful Spirit Communication Treasures.

Spirit Stones were solidified Spiritual Qi, containing immense amounts of it. They were divided into four grades: low, middle, high, and peak. The higher the grade, the more immense the Spiritual Qi. They could be devoured and refined by Cultivators to enhance their Cultivation.

There were over a thousand stones here in total. Among them, more than a hundred were Middle-Grade Spirit Stones, equivalent to a thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones. With these Spirit Stones, Ye Wushuang had enough to last him for a period of Cultivation.

These were all items that could enhance his Cultivation. Ye Wushuang quickly stored the Dragon Blood Profound Gold and Spirit Stones in his True Dragon Space, then eagerly turned to the other corners of the palace.

"Seventh-Level Spiritual Medicine: Dragon Blood Grass!"

"Sixth-Level Spiritual Medicine: Purple Crystal Fruit!"

"This... This is a Seventh-Grade Spiritual Talent: Void Nether Stone!"

Treasures appeared before Ye Wushuang one after another. His heart surged with excitement, and he was utterly ecstatic. He continuously stuffed everything into his True Dragon Space like a diligent little bee, meticulously scouring every corner of the palace before finally leaving and heading outside.

Because of the Chaos Dragon Tomb, Ye Wushuang discovered he could pass through the light-screen seal at will. This gave him an idea.

’The Earth-Fire Spirit Milk is good stuff, too. I can’t just leave it.’ Stepping out of the light screen, he looked at the pool of Earth-Fire Spirit Milk before him, and one could only imagine the fervor in his heart. However, to get it, he first needed to deal with the slumbering Red-Scaled Fire Flood Dragon.

Watching the snoring Red-Scaled Fire Flood Dragon, he began to ponder. His thoughts soon turned to the people outside, and his eyes lit up. ’Looks like I’ll have to trouble those bastards outside to help me take care of this Red-Scaled Fire Flood Dragon.’

Ye Wushuang let out a sinister chuckle, a wicked grin spreading across his lips.

’You dare to plot against me? Just you wait!’

With that, he strode toward the outside.

On his way in, he had moved slowly, worried about potential dangers. But now that he had a clear grasp of the situation, he quickened his pace, reaching the entrance in a few minutes.

Outside, Murong Ye and his group were growing impatient, as a long time had passed since Ye Wushuang entered the Flood Dragon Cave Mansion.

Yunn Dao’s sharp eyes darted around as he said to the others, "Could it be that kid ran into trouble and died in there?"

Hearing this, Murong Ye frowned and said gravely, "If that’s truly the case, then we must first make some preparations to avoid the dangers within."

"There’s no danger in here!" Just as they were discussing this, a shout suddenly came from the entrance.

SWISH!

The four of them turned their heads in unison, only to see a figure in white watching them.

"It’s Ye Wushuang! He’s not dead. How is that kid so lucky? He didn’t run into any danger at all." Staring at the familiar figure, Yunn Dao was stunned. He had thought Ye Wushuang was already dead, but here he was, alive and well, without a scratch on him.

"Him not being dead proves there isn’t much danger inside!" Murong Ye analyzed the situation instantly. However, he didn’t enter right away. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Ye Wushuang, what’s in there?"

"There is! Treasure! It looks like a pool of fiery red liquid. Come on!" Ye Wushuang shouted, not mentioning the name Earth-Fire Spirit Milk. Instead, he gave a vivid description of its features.

Upon hearing this, the four from Murong Ye’s group could no longer stand still. As Ye Wushuang explained, expressions of ecstasy and excitement appeared on their faces. They exchanged a look and simultaneously uttered four words: "Earth-Fire Spirit Milk!"

"There’s actually a pool of Earth-Fire Spirit Milk in the Flood Dragon Cave Mansion! Murong, we’ve struck it rich, we’ve struck it rich!" Xi Jie and Yunn Dao were so excited they stamped their feet and clapped their hands. Even Zuo Yi, whose personality leaned toward indifference, showed excitement and fervor on his face.

"That kid doesn’t know the fiery liquid is Earth-Fire Spirit Milk. This is our lucky day! Let’s go!" Yunn Dao was ecstatic and couldn’t wait. He shouted to the others and started walking.

"Wait, don’t be rash. That kid knows we were plotting against him, yet he still told us about the treasure. It’s probably a trap," Xi Jie suddenly said calmly.

"What’s there to be afraid of? It’s four of us against one of him. You think we can’t handle him?"

Yunn Dao snorted coldly, casting aside his worries and rushing straight ahead.

All four of them had higher Cultivation than Ye Wushuang, so even if he tried to ambush them, they weren’t afraid.

Seeing that the group was about to rush in, a strange smile flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes, and his figure vanished from the entrance.

Xi Jie watched Ye Wushuang suddenly disappear and warned, "The kid ran off!"

"Run?" Murong Ye sneered coldly. "As long as he’s inside, he can’t escape. Yunn Dao, I’ll leave Ye Wushuang to you. Remember to cut off his head. I want to bring it back to the Sect."

"Don’t worry!" A cruel glint flashed in Yunn Dao’s sharp eyes as he cracked his knuckles with a POP. Seeing this, Zuo Yi and Xi Jie shook their heads, silently pitying Ye Wushuang.

Soon, the four of them also headed for the entrance. Perhaps still wary of Ye Wushuang, each of them released their Divine Sense and cautiously stepped into the cave.

"The Spiritual Qi is getting denser and denser!" The closer they got to the Spiritual Pool, the denser the four felt the Spiritual Qi in the air become, which only made them more ecstatic. This proved that Ye Wushuang hadn’t been lying!

Before long, the four finally arrived at the cave’s inner chamber. At that moment, their eyes were fixed on the pool of fiery red liquid before them, and they stared, wide-eyed.

"It really is Earth-Fire Spirit Milk, and a whole pool of it!" In that instant, just as Ye Wushuang had done before, they excitedly ran toward the Spiritual Pool.

Seeing their actions, Ye Wushuang, who was standing at the entrance to the real Flood Dragon Cave Mansion on the other side, smiled. A brilliant smile!

"So you’ve all arrived!" As the four approached the Spiritual Pool, a familiar voice rang in their ears. They stopped dead and looked intently, only to see Ye Wushuang watching them with a brilliant smile.

"Ye Wushuang!" Murong Ye’s eyes narrowed. He stared at Ye Wushuang in confusion, but this quickly turned into a cold smile. He said to Yunn Dao, "He’s yours. We’ll collect the Earth-Fire Spirit Milk!"

"Alright!" Yunn Dao’s eyes were also locked on Ye Wushuang. With a sudden lift of the giant saber on his shoulder, he charged forward to kill.

At this, Ye Wushuang gave a cold smile and also acted in an instant. With a light flick of the Ancient Sword in his hand, he unleashed a streak of Sword Aura that shot out like a bolt of lightning, piercing through the air.

Yunn Dao was dismissive. He gave his Spiritual Artifact Giant Saber a shake and was about to counterattack, but then he froze. To his astonishment, Ye Wushuang’s sword strike wasn’t aimed at him.

But rather...

BOOM!

Suddenly, to the four men’s complete surprise, the terrifying streak of Sword Aura fell from the sky into the Spiritual Pool, slicing a gash into its surface.

SPLASH!

In the next instant, a pillar of liquid shot into the sky. Before the eyes of Murong Ye, Yunn Dao, Xi Jie, and Zuo Yi, a terrifying behemoth rose into the air.

This behemoth was nearly twenty meters long. Its body was twice as thick as a water bucket and covered in crimson Scale Armor that flowed with a fiery red glow, as if wreathed in balls of flame.

At this moment, its body was coiled in the Spiritual Pool, its enormous, ferocious head held high. Its lantern-like eyes glared at Murong Ye’s group of four, spitting furious rage and a vicious light.

If it could speak at this moment, it would surely be roaring, "Who the hell just struck me?"