Chapter 305

Chapter 305: A Portrait of Oneself

With a dazed moment, when Xu Ming opened his eyes, all he saw was an empty field.

Xu Ming took a deep breath, feeling the concentration of spiritual energy here was indeed much denser than in the outside world.

If there were no mistakes, this place should be the legendary Rootless Mystic Realm.

Xu Ming looked around; there was only himself within sight.

He had clearly entered with nine other cultivators from the Wu Kingdom, yet they weren’t in the same area.

It seemed the spatial rules of this small world had scattered them.

Yan Han and the others must have been teleported elsewhere.

“Blood Bodhi Fruit,” Xu Ming muttered this name.

Back then, Wang Xuan mentioned that to repair Qing Wan’s body, besides needing the Blood Bodhi Fruit, they also required the Linglong Pearl from the Northern Sea.

The Linglong Pearl wasn’t urgent.

When he was sent to the Northern Sea, he could ask the Dragon Empress if there was a way to exchange for the Linglong Pearl.

After all, he had no influence in the Northern Sea, and the entire region was under her control. If he tried to steal the Linglong Pearl, it would almost certainly fail.

It might even lead to strained relations between the Northern Sea and the Wu Kingdom.

Regardless, the Linglong Pearl was a future matter. What mattered now was obtaining the Blood Bodhi Fruit.

Not just any Blood Bodhi Fruit, but the main fruit of the Bodhi Tree.

As for the Golden Horn Fruit his adoptive father asked him to bring, Xu Ming thought he’d casually pick a few. He worried that if his adoptive father consumed too many Golden Horn Fruits, he might over-supplement and explode.

Xu Ming took out the map from his storage pouch.

This map depicted the geography of the Rootless Mystic Realm. With this map, he wouldn’t wander aimlessly like a headless fly.

Since the Rootless Mystic Realm had been entered so many times, everyone already knew its layout.

Without hesitation, Xu Ming flew directly toward the location of the Blood Bodhi Fruit.

Many cultivators likely did the same upon entering, heading toward the Blood Bodhi Fruit. Such things were usually first-come, first-served. If you arrived late, there might be nothing left.

Meanwhile, in various parts of the Rootless Mystic Realm, numerous demon tribes entered.

Their first action was to take out a portrait from their storage pouches.

This portrait clearly depicted Xu Ming’s appearance.

When Xu Ming flew over a river, suddenly, several flying swords shot up from the ground, attempting to knock him down.

Xu Ming frowned, raising his hand to draw a Dharma Sword bestowed by the Emperor of Wu.

This sword was named Flame Sparrow.

Wu Yanhan had long intended to give Xu Ming a Dharma Sword.

However, due to Xu Ming’s upcoming tribulation, he couldn’t carry more treasures, so after he passed the tribulation, Wu Yanhan gave him this sword.

Although Flame Sparrow wasn’t a Xiānpǐn-class instrument, how many Xiānpǐn or semi-Xiānpǐn instruments existed in this world? All the semi-Xiānpǐn weapons in the Wu Kingdom’s treasury had already been rewarded.

Unless the owner died defending their country, the semi-Xiānpǐn weapon wouldn’t be reclaimed. You couldn’t simply confiscate such a weapon and give it to Xu Ming, as doing so wouldn’t help but harm him.

There would be countless people on the imperial court who would look unfavorably upon Xu Ming. Holding his longsword, Xu Ming swung it down.

The flames emitted by Flame Sparrow sent the attacking swords flying.

Next, Xu Ming detected a thick wave of demonic qi.

“Hehehe~” Several eerie laughs echoed through the air.

In the next instant, a white elephant apparition, a green lion apparition, and a giant snake apparition charged at Xu Ming.

When demon tribe cultivators reached the Golden Core Realm, they could use their true form as apparitions.

If they advanced to the Jade Pudding Realm, their bloodlines would evolve, ascending toward ancient mythical beasts.

For instance, a snake could evolve into a Ba Snake or advance toward dragon-kind.

Facing these arrogant demon tribe cultivators, Xu Ming unleashed two more strikes without holding back, instantly dispersing the three apparitions.

The three demon tribes coughed up mouthfuls of blood.

When they first saw Xu Ming, they were excited, thinking that the three of them could claim his head and go to Zhongyan Mountain for rewards. After all, Zhongyan Mountain offered a substantial bounty for the heads of Yang Yang and Xu Ming.

But these three demon tribe cultivators never expected their opponent to be so terrifying! Everyone was at the Dragon Gate Realm, yet why was his cultivation quality so high?! It felt like Xu Ming was the real Dragon Gate Realm cultivator, while theirs was made of paper.

Sensing impending doom, the three demons attempted to flee.

But how could Xu Ming let them escape? With sharp perception, Xu Ming slashed his sword.

In an instant, the three demons were cleaved in half by Xu Ming’s Sword Qi.

Their divine souls attempted to flee, but Xu Ming anticipated this and destroyed them with another swift strike, leaving them no chance of survival.

One must always finish what they start cleanly. Otherwise, if they reincarnated or returned, what would stop them from coming after him again? Xu Ming had forgotten to bring corpse-disintegration powder.

Otherwise, he would’ve scattered their remains.

Xu Ming flew toward the three corpses lying on the ground.

Upon landing, he immediately began searching through their storage pouches.

Those who could enter the Rootless Mystic Realm were mostly elites from sects and kingdoms, heavily cultivated at great expense. They surely carried valuable items.

Sure enough, Xu Ming found quite a few second-tier Dharma Instruments, one first-tier Dharma Instrument, sixteen upper-grade spirit stones, along with several mid-grade and lower-grade spirit stones.

Clearly, these guys were very wealthy.

They probably didn’t belong to some minor nation of the demon tribes.

But now, all of this belonged to him.

And there was no way for them to seek retribution, because the rules of the Rootless Mystic Realm differed from the main world, just like islands separated from the mainland by vast distances. They wouldn’t be able to sense who killed their disciples.

Xu Ming continued searching.

“Hmm?”

Xu Ming voiced his confusion, finding a scroll.

Unfolding it, inside was his own portrait.