Chapter 428: 427. Chapter 422: Their Happiness Is Beyond Your Imagination

427. Chapter 422: Their Happiness Is Beyond Your Imagination

"The Fenbao Cliff was originally in the Pangu Great World—it was just taken away by someone." Ku Lu spoke as if it were obvious.

Ding Huan understood: when Chaos had just been born, treasures lay everywhere.

The Fenbao Cliff was naturally one of them; the Dao Ancestor saw it and took it away.

Later, the Dao Ancestor placed the Fenbao Cliff on the Ninth Heaven, so when everyone came to divide the treasures, they did so on the Ninth Heaven.

Just now, Ku Lu was referring to the ruins of the Fenbao Cliff, not the Fenbao Cliff itself.

"I see." Ding Huan nodded.

Seeing Ding Huan understood, Ku Lu sneered: "The person who took the Fenbao Cliff back then had truly short-sighted vision. The Fenbao Cliff is indeed precious, but isn't the place that forged such a treasure even more precious?"

Ding Huan silently thought: this guy really has no idea what he's talking about—daring to call the Dao Ancestor short-sighted.

"What, you disagree with me?"

Seeing Ding Huan clearly disdained his words, Ku Lu launched into a long explanation: "The soil of the Fenbao Cliff's location can condense life energy, nurture the Dao rhythms of all things, and forge the ultimate Dao body…"

Ding Huan interrupted Ku Lu: "Hey, Old Ku, have you ever considered that the person who picked up the Fenbao Cliff didn't ignore the value of the soil—he just didn't care about it?"

Ku Lu froze, then shouted: "That's impossible!"

Ding Huan chuckled: "Think about it—when Chaos had just been born, there were Pangu's Axe, the Chaotic Bell, the Zhu Xian Sword, the Merit Tower, the Fixed Sea Pearls everywhere. If you saw these things lying around like trash, would you care about a pile of dirt?"

Ding Huan's words left Ku Lu speechless; he began mumbling to himself, but Ding Huan understood not a single word he said.

Helpless, Ding Huan struck again: "Never use your poor mind to imagine the world of the rich—you simply can't."

Ku Lu was still lost in thoughts of the Chaotic Bell and the Zhu Xian Sword; hearing Ding Huan's words, he instinctively asked: "Why can't I imagine it? Doesn't having more things mean greater happiness?"

"No. Their happiness is beyond your imagination—and 'greater' doesn't even describe it."

As Ding Huan spoke, he himself wondered: if he had been in the Chaos World, would he have wanted the soil beneath the Fenbao Cliff?

Ding Huan slapped his own head—still a poor man's thinking. Would those who scavenged treasures in the Chaos World even think about this?

"Tell me about Wu Jian—why did he seek out people like us?" Ding Huan pulled Ku Lu's thoughts back.

Ku Lu said: "Because Wu Jian doesn't want his original body—he wants to reshape it."

Ding Huan frowned. Reshaping the body? Fine. But why seek them out? And Wu Jian's body looked perfectly fine to him.

Ku Lu saw Ding Huan's confusion:

"Wu Jian is a Yin-Yang body, so he's always been humiliated before his siblings. Now that he's found the original ruins of the Fenbao Cliff, he naturally wants to use the soil that once held the Fenbao Cliff to reshape his body."

Ding Huan recalled Wu Jian always wearing a wide-brimmed hat and speaking in a high-pitched voice—yet giving him the impression of a man.

So this guy was a hermaphrodite.

"When the soil from the Fenbao Cliff ruins is fused with a cultivator's blood and soul, it grants the person who reshapes their body with various abilities…"

Ding Huan thought of how each person seemed to have a special talent—he understood: "Old Ku, is it that if someone skilled in artifact forging had their blood and soul fused into that soil, then anyone who reshapes their body using it gains the forging memories?"

"Exactly," Ku Lu nodded.

Ding Huan cursed inwardly—this guy was truly outlandishly imaginative.

No wonder the people he recruited each had unique strengths: his spiritual sense was powerful, Hu Buji was an expert in formation arts, Ye Meier excelled in seduction and concealment.

Without saying it, the rest must have had their own specialties too.

Come to think of it, this actually bore some resemblance to his Great Universe Art. Wu Jian's fusion method was like absorbing superior genes.

"If that's the case, he should have sought out far more outstanding cultivators. Why recruit people like us? Isn't that wasting his Lord Sword's supreme potential?" Ding Huan sneered.

Though spoken sarcastically, the question was genuine. Given Wu Jian's status, finding cultivators with better talent should've been easy.

For example, formation expert Hu Buji was only a Level Three formation master at his age—his talent couldn't have been high.

Ku Lu shook his head: "Don't be fooled by how we're utterly at his mercy, how he looks down on us from above.

In truth, his status before Star Lord Du Yue is low—far below his brothers and sisters. And this discovery of the Fenbao Cliff was pure luck; no one else knows about it.

So Wu Jian wants to cut the Gordian knot quickly—he doesn't want his siblings to snatch this treasure away. Plus, his own cultivation is low, and he doesn't want to draw attention, so he entrusted Gu Dao Xian Yun to recruit talented cultivators from all corners."

So that's it—Wu Jian himself was only a Jin Xian, so he couldn't recruit cultivators with too high a cultivation level to contribute soil to the Fenbao Cliff.

As for those with better talent, they were disciples of major immortal sects.

Wu Jian wasn't afraid of those sects—he feared exposure, which would draw even more people to fight over his Fenbao Cliff ruins.

"If the soil from the Fenbao Cliff ruins is this valuable, then I won't be polite—I'm going to get some. Are you coming?" Ding Huan grinned.

"Do you know where the Fenbao Cliff ruins are?" Wu Jian asked, puzzled.

Ding Huan had the location in his ring, but he said: "I don't need to know—I've got you."

Ku Lu laughed heartily:

"Ha! I like your straightforward way of speaking. Let's go—I was going to tell you the location anyway, but we must move fast.

Once Star Lord Du Yue investigates, that place will be found immediately."

Ding Huan raised his hand and summoned his iron pot: "Get on—I'll take you there."

He couldn't take out the items from Wu Jian's ring.

Even though Ku Lu was now on his side, he couldn't admit he'd indirectly killed Wu Jian—that was a matter of survival principle.

Unless one day his strength could rival a Star Lord.

"Good stuff—not worse than the Tieyun Immortal Ship," Ku Lu's eyes lit up at Ding Huan's iron pot—it was clearly a top-tier treasure.

Hearing Ku Lu's words, Ding Huan learned the warship lying in his iron pot's space was called the Tieyun Immortal Ship.

Comparing the Tieyun Immortal Ship to his iron pot? Ha—that was an insult to his iron pot.

The iron pot accelerated, far outpacing the Tieyun Immortal Ship.

"I was wrong—your iron pot is better than the Tieyun Immortal Ship. You're truly worth befriending, though your methods are a bit dangerous," Ku Lu remarked.

He'd originally meant to warn Ding Huan that his flying treasure needed a Level Five concealment immortal array—or else a swarm of immortal beasts and demons would swarm them.

The Tieyun Immortal Ship had met its grim fate precisely because it was surrounded by Corpse-Eating Golden Crows.

Now seeing the speed of Ding Huan's iron pot, he said nothing more.

At this speed, even if there were immortal demon beasts, they couldn't catch up, let alone intercept.

Ding Huan also understood what Ku Lu meant — that he, a mere minor Jin Xian, actually dared to let Ku Lu, a great Yi Xian, enter a top-grade treasure like the iron pot.

Added to the fact that he hadn't made any demands before, and had voluntarily handed over the soul token to him.

From these two things, Ku Lu judged that he was a reckless man — in speech and action he only pursued openness and decisiveness, lacking the shrewdness and the essentials for surviving here.

Ding Huan found it merely amusing in his heart.

Don't be fooled by Ku Lu being a great Yi Xian — if he dared to make a move against him inside the iron pot, he guaranteed Ku Lu wouldn't live past the time of a single incense stick.

If the fight were outside, he really could only walk away.

As for tossing the soul token to Ku Lu without making any demands, it was because Ding Huan had nothing worth asking for.

The only thing he didn't know was why they had been recruited — all ten of them — and the answer to that question wasn't anything urgent for him either.

As for going to the Fenbao Cliff ruins, he already knew that on his own.

Having Ku Lu lead the way now was to tell Ku Lu that Wu Jian's death had nothing to do with him.

Who knew whether Ku Lu still had other handles in Star Lord Duyue's hands? If one day Ku Lu got caught, he didn't want to be given up by this fellow.

The iron pot's speed grew faster and faster, and while Ku Lu was sighing in admiration, he also chatted more and more agreeably with Ding Huan.

Although Ding Huan was only mid-stage Jin Xian, his comprehension of the Great Dao was quite excellent.

Added to that, he wasn't petty, and his actions were decisive and resolute — very much to his liking.

From Ku Lu, Ding Huan learned many things he had never heard of before, and also knew that the place they were in now was the Immortal Abandonment Land.

Although the Immortal Abandonment Land was within the Gu Gu Xian domain, in fact very few people ever came here.

This place was filled with all kinds of disgusting immortal demon beasts, and one couldn't even cultivate here — coming here was either fleeing for one's life or delivering one's death.

At the same time, Ding Huan also learned that the reason the Immortal Court and the Demon Court had negotiated peace was because something had happened to the Heavenly Emperor of the Immortal Court.

Logically speaking, at this time the Demon Court should certainly have taken the chance to attack, yet they actually agreed to peace talks — what they discussed was merely some details of reconciliation.

The two chatted as they walked, and it wasn't lonely at all.

In just eight days, Ding Huan's iron pot stopped outside a fourth-grade concealment immortal array; inside the concealment array there was also a fifth-grade killing array plate.

Ku Lu pointed at the concealment array: "We've been here once before. There was still a fifth-grade immortal demon worm, a Gold-Swallowing Worm. If Wu Jian hadn't used a forbidden device, we wouldn't have been able to enter at all.

After we killed that Gold-Swallowing Worm, his subordinate Tinglan set up a fourth-grade killing-trapping array and a concealment array. Now we need to open this concealment array and killing-trapping array."

Hearing Ku Lu's words, Ding Huan knew Ku Lu didn't know there was still a fifth-grade killing array plate here. It seemed Wu Jian had also hidden some things from his own shadow guards.

"Let me break the array — and quickly, otherwise they might come here." After Ku Lu finished speaking, he reached out and drew his Three-Edged Blade.

Ding Huan waved his hand: "You're too slow — let me do it."

As he spoke, Ding Huan raised his hand and drew out more than ten array flags; the array flags kept falling, and in just a few breaths' time, the concealment array before them vanished, and the killing-trapping array vanished as well, revealing a stretch of pale purple earth.