Chapter 41: Your Mouths Stink Too Much

Wang Jianqiang had intended to find some unlucky souls to borrow some Foundation Establishment Pills from while on the road, so that Wang Yuyao could also complete her Foundation Establishment.

But he did not know if everyone had already headed to the Core Land or if their luck was just too poor.

Until they arrived at the Core Land, they had not encountered a single shadow of a person.

"Is this the Cold Pool?"

The Core Land.

Wang Jianqiang, Wang Yuyao, and Ye Qingxue looked ahead.

A hundred zhang away from them, there was a pool of water with a diameter of about three zhang.

The pool water was clear, and mist swirled around it.

This mist was not water vapor, but rather formed by cold energy.

Even at a distance of a hundred zhang, the three of them could barely withstand it.

"Take these."

Wang Jianqiang took out three Cold Beads, kept one for himself, and handed the other two to Wang Yuyao and Ye Qingxue respectively.

Along the way, they had hunted a large number of indigenous creatures, and these three Cold Beads had long since been fused to the highest level.

After grasping the Cold Beads, the sensation of cold vanished instantly.

Wang Jianqiang looked at the small cyan bird on his shoulder, "Little Chicken, you just wait outside."

Little Chicken was the name he had given the small cyan bird.

At first, Little Chicken was extremely resistant to this name, but in the end, it could not overcome Wang Jianqiang's hegemony.

After Wang Jianqiang's voice fell.

Little Chicken nodded in a human-like manner.

It felt extreme aversion toward the aura of the Cold Pool.

If not for Wang Jianqiang bringing it, it would not even have approached this place.

Upon receiving Wang Jianqiang's command, it flew toward an iceberg in the distance without the slightest hesitation.

Wang Jianqiang and the other two came to the edge of the Cold Pool and leaped down.

The three of them continued to dive downward.

The Cold Pool seemed bottomless; they had been diving for over half a day and still had not reached the bottom.

Fortunately, the Cold Beads not only resisted the cold power of the Cold Pool but also allowed them to breathe normally in the pool water; furthermore, even the gravity of the pool water was blocked out.

Otherwise, even if they were not crushed flat by the gravity of the pool water, they would likely have suffocated long ago.

After all, they could not hold their breath completely like Golden Core Cultivators.

Although they could hold their breath for a long time, they could not manage not breathing for over half a day.

The three of them dived for another day and finally arrived at the bottom of the Cold Pool.

The Cold Pool was shaped like a trumpet.

The entrance was not large, but it became wider the further down one went.

Upon reaching the bottom of this Cold Pool, it was even as vast and boundless as a small world.

Wang Jianqiang looked around, feeling a bit of a headache.

He had originally thought that the size of this Cold Pool was limited, and that finding Medicinal Herbs to refine Foundation Establishment Pills at the bottom of the Cold Pool would not be difficult.

He had not expected it to be this large.

He looked at Wang Yuyao and Ye Qingxue, "I need to collect some Medicinal Herbs for refining Foundation Establishment Pills; do either of you know any clues?"

Ye Qingxue pondered for a moment, "I can find them."

Wang Jianqiang's eyes lit up, and he could not help but praise her, "Little Xue is truly amazing; not only are you capable, you are also capable."

Ye Qingxue blushed and, acting as if she had not heard, took out a palm-sized Compass and identified the direction.

"Follow me."

After saying this, she took the lead and walked in one direction.

Wang Jianqiang and Wang Yuyao immediately followed.

Several days later.

A Square paved with bluestone appeared ahead.

The bluestone ground was dilapidated and filled with an ancient aura.

In the center of the Square stood a pitch-black Stone Stele.

Around the Stone Stele, dozens of figures were engaged in a chaotic battle.

"They are fighting over the Prayer Mats."

Ye Qingxue looked at the great battle in the Square from afar and said with certainty.

Prayer Mats?

Wang Jianqiang and Wang Yuyao swept their gazes past the Stone Stele.

They discovered that eighteen High Platforms had been built around the Stone Stele, and worn-out Prayer Mats were placed on some of the High Platforms.

The battle in the Square looked chaotic.

But in reality, it was all erupting around the High Platforms that had Prayer Mats.

"What is the use of these Prayer Mats?" Wang Jianqiang looked at Ye Qingxue.

"The Prayer Mats are keys to enter the Medicine Garden; as long as one sits cross-legged on a Prayer Mat and communicates with the Stone Stele using Spirit Sense, one can be teleported into the Medicine Garden," Ye Qingxue said.

Hearing her words, Wang Jianqiang's expression shifted, "What is the Medicine Garden?"

Ye Qingxue said, "The Medicine Garden is a strange space planted with various Spirit Medicines; legend has it that it is a ruin left behind by an ancient power."

"Are there Medicinal Herbs for refining Foundation Establishment Pill in the Medicine Garden?"

"Yes, and there are many other precious Medicinal Herbs." Ye Qingxue nodded.

Wang Jianqiang's eyes lit up, but he did not rush into the Square, instead carefully observing the battle situation within the Square.

In the Square, there were Disciples from all Four Great Powers.

Among them, there were quite a few at the top ten level.

But what made him somewhat strange was that the top two Disciples from each of the Four Great Powers were nowhere to be seen.

Could it be they hadn't found this place?

That couldn't be, right?

If one or two hadn't found it, that would be one thing, but if none of them had found it, wouldn't that be too coincidental?

Seeing the doubt on Wang Jianqiang's face, Ye Qingxue seemed to guess what he was thinking, "There are eighteen High Platforms in the Square, and correspondingly, there should be eighteen Prayer Mats."

"Now, however, there are only eight High Platforms left that still have Prayer Mats."

"The other ten Prayer Mats must have already been snatched away by others."

"You mean to say that the top Disciples of the Four Great Powers have already entered the Medicine Garden?" Wang Jianqiang realized.

No wonder the top two from each sect were nowhere to be seen; it turned out they had already entered the Medicine Garden.

"Let's go, we should also go snatch a few spots."

Wang Jianqiang said to the two women, taking the lead as he approached a High Platform in the Square.

By the side of the High Platform, seven figures were in a chaotic battle.

Amidst an explosion, one person was sent flying out.

They were full of rage and about to charge back in when they suddenly saw a hunched figure, carrying a thick aura of decay, approaching.

"Old thing, at an age where you're almost in the grave, you're still learning to come out and take risks?"

They sneered and charged over, filled with murderous intent.

They had just been beaten up and were full of anger; this old guy looked very easy to bully, so they would just use them to vent their frustration.

Wang Jianqiang had just approached the High Platform when he suddenly saw a figure charging at him.

His expression did not change in the slightest, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of making a move.

"Yu Yao, I leave it to you."

As his calm voice fell, a gorgeous Flying Sword, as if cast from ice crystals, instantly shot over from behind him.

Puchi!

The charging figure stiffened, their chest instantly pierced through.

Crack!

Crack!

Their body was instantly frozen, then fell to the ground, shattering into a dozen pieces.

Although the battle here was brief.

The icy aura that was released and retracted in an instant caught the attention of the six people fighting by the High Platform.

Among them, two Disciples from the Hehuan Sect were stunned when they saw Wang Jianqiang.

"It's Waste Wang!"

"He was actually able to enter the Cold Pool and even made it here!"

Immediately after, they saw Wang Yuyao behind Wang Jianqiang.

"It's Wang Yuyao, so it turns out she was helping, no wonder..."

"I really don't know what Wang Yuyao is thinking, actually bringing along such a dead weight."

However, regardless of what they thought in their hearts, at such a juncture, they did not show it, but instead said to Wang Yuyao,

"Wang Yuyao, how about joining us to compete for the Prayer Mat here?"

"We will split the harvest from the Medicine Garden together."

Of the remaining four, two were from the Wan Jian Sect and two were from the Zhengyang Sect.

The three parties originally had equal strength.

If the Hehuan Sect suddenly had one more person, they would definitely be able to suppress the other two parties.

Therefore, upon hearing the words of the two from the Hehuan Sect, the expressions of the four turned ugly at the same time.

"Sorry, we don't want to join forces; we only want to enjoy it alone." Wang Jianqiang smiled.

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, the two from the Hehuan Sect sank their faces, "Waste Wang, who do you think you are? Where is there any room for you to speak here?"

Just as their voices fell, a cold voice immediately came, "His decision is my meaning."

"Also, your mouths are too foul; let me help you tear them apart."

An icy, bone-chilling aura suddenly erupted.

The two's expressions changed instantly.