A moment later, the door of the stone tower suddenly moved and opened outward.

A graceful young woman in a white veil dress emerged from the white light curtain, her face lightly adorned with makeup, her dark hair intricately pinned high, exuding an enchanting allure.

Zhao Sheng glanced her up and down, realizing her aura was lively, identical to that of a living person.

However, judging by the fearful expressions on others' faces, this woman was likely not a true immortal, but rather a "Soul Refinement" puppet.

"I apologize for keeping you waiting, fellow Taoists. The Hundred Herbs Heaven is about to open, and you're welcome to visit. The building is filled with countless Strange Flowers and Herbs, rare treasures. The Immortal Master has already placed several Miracle Beast Treasures inside the shop. I wish you great luck and success in your endeavors." The graceful young woman slightly bowed to everyone and spoke.

"Fairy, can we go in now?"

"...Shopkeeper, is the grand opening promotion the same as before?"

"Immortal Venerable, dare I ask Fairy, how many Divine Beast Masks were put inside the Grotto Heaven?"

"...Are there any Immortal Energy Talismans for sale? I want to buy one."

At this moment, all the Old Demons crowding at the front shouted out, asking differing questions, with evident tacit understanding among them.

The palace-clad woman smiled softly upon seeing this, bowed slightly again, and floated back inside the tower without answering any questions.

Seeing the door wide open, the few most powerful Old Demons exchanged glances, and immediately drove their Will Dharma Forms, rushing through the door, disappearing from sight.

Seeing this, others also hurriedly dashed inside, each afraid of being a step behind.

Zhao Sheng wanted to wait, however, behind him, a terrifying killing intent suddenly emanated, as a large number of soul puppets were advancing toward him, their momentum growing ever stronger.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's gaze flashed, decisively leaping up like a bird and entering through the door.

After a dizzying whirl, a new world unfolded.

Zhao Sheng opened his eyes, greeted by a sea of green.

Towering ancient trees surrounded him, vines tangled and hanging down, while various colorful Spirit Grass and exotic flowers could be seen everywhere.

Yet, walking forward for dozens of steps, he suddenly came upon a spirit field of about ten acres, though it was barren, revealing only the gray-black earth, seemingly long abandoned.

By the spirit field's edge stood five or six verdant Spirit Trees, tangled with vines, with several half-yellow, half-green gourds hanging in the dense cluster of leaves, the largest one tall as a person, the smallest palm-sized, the gourd's body jade-like green.

The air around was suffused with purple mist, enchanting fragrance, yet filled with invisible insects.

Zhao Sheng cautious gaze swept the surroundings, his Will transformed into an invisible defense barrier covering his entire body.

His gaze paused slightly whenever it passed by those gourds but quickly moved away.

After confirming repeatedly that there was no danger, Zhao Sheng felt somewhat relieved, and his eyes again turned toward the odd spirit field.

This spirit field seemed out of place with its surroundings, as though it had been forcibly inserted.

One breath later, Zhao Sheng's eyes brightened, suddenly discovering that some parts of Lingling seemed different.

His brows slightly raised, treading over the flowers and grasses, quickly moving to the spirit field's edge, took a glance, then jumped into the field, stepping on the somewhat firm soil, arriving at its center, and squatted down.

Before his eyes, a silver-white mask lay slanted, half-buried in the soil, its exposed part resembling half a cow's face, with wide eyes like copper bells, and deep within its pupils was a complex three-dimensional pattern.

Zhao Sheng was immensely shocked as he realized the pattern was exactly the "Thunder" Tao True Text he had recently comprehended.

After a careful examination, he noticed dark purple lightning patterns gradually emerging on the silver-white mask's surface, appearing very peculiar.

His brows slightly furrowed, slowly extending his right hand, grasping a corner of the mask, pulling it outward.

Unexpectedly, the cow's head mask was weightless, easily pulled from the ground.

Upon holding it, Zhao Sheng was startled to discover that the mask depicted none other than the legendary Kui Niu Divine Beast.

Kui Niu, also known as Thunder Beast, Thunder Marsh God. Ancient texts record: "Its form resembles a cow, blue-bodied and hornless, one-footed, creating storms and rain upon entering water, its light like sun and moon, its sound like thunder, mastering Thunder Power."

It seemed he easily "picked up" the Kui Niu Mask because he was an authentic Thunder Cultivator and had comprehended the Thunder True Text.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but speculate about the Immortal Venerable's intentions, countless thoughts flash through his mind.

Just then, a sudden commotion arose from the ancient trees by the spirit field's edge.

Zhao Sheng quickly raised his head to see the largest gourd shaking violently, then falling from the tree.

As the light flickered, the gourd vanished, replaced by a plump old man in emerald Daoist robe, with green brows and hair, wearing a drunken stuporous expression, a nose reddened with drink.

Yet presently, his face bore a clearly angry countenance, stumbling toward Zhao Sheng.

"Hey, you thief, quickly return the Miracle Beast Treasure. Or Old Hu Lu will give you a thrashing."

Zhao Sheng looked at the accusing green-browed old man, softly coughing twice: "Senior, what do you want me to return?"

"You...ugh, where did you hide the treasure!"

The green-browed old man was about to loudly question but saw Zhao Sheng's empty hands, couldn't help wiping his eyes, then coming to his senses, his expression even more furious.

Zhao Sheng, seeing this, immediately said: "The treasure, I haven't seen. But there's plenty of fine wine."

Saying this, he shook his sleeves, a jar of thousand-year Amber Fragrance wine dropped to the ground, spilling its ruddy contents everywhere.

The air was instantly filled with a rich, fragrant aroma of wine.

"Oh, how spilled! Good wine shouldn't be wasted this way." The green-browed old man exclaimed upon seeing this.

"Just a jar of Spiritual Wine. I have plenty!" Zhao Sheng laughed, tossing jar after jar of wine, soon piling into a small mountain.

"Cough cough, had you mentioned so much Spiritual Wine earlier, this old monster would have awakened long ago. And don't think you can fool me; the Miracle Beast Treasure is in your hand."

"Of course, if you give me all this Spiritual Wine, I'll let you have that treasure, old Hu Lu gives to you."

Faced with a mountain of wine, old Hu Lu forgot his mission completely, eyes shining, drooling over the wine jars on the ground.

Zhao Sheng spiritedly declared: "Senior, take it, consider it a greeting gift."

"Hmm, we agreed beforehand, old Hu Lu has nothing else besides that Miracle Beast Treasure, can't give you the other gourds or their offspring." The green-browed old man glanced at Zhao Sheng, seemingly warning in precaution.

Sensing the other party's unfathomable aura, Zhao Sheng generously waved his hand: "Rest assured, senior! I only seek one thing, not coveting other items."

"Furthermore, I have dozens of wine brewing recipes on hand, useless to me now, perhaps better gifted to you." Zhao Sheng smiled slightly, flipping his hand to reveal a stack of jade scrolls, handing them over.

"Ah, but you voluntarily give. Quickly let old...cough, you're quite sensible!" The green-browed old man's eyes brightened upon hearing, then looked around somewhat feigningly dignified and said.

This old monster, long buried in the Grotto Heaven, was a simple-minded being, almost ignorant of human treachery.

Of course, Zhao Sheng did not deliberately trick him, the recipes in the jade scrolls were genuine, though the materials were scarce. This old monster, long buried in the Grotto Heaven, was a simple-minded being, almost ignorant of human treachery.

Of course, Zhao Sheng did not deliberately trick him, the recipes in the jade scrolls were genuine though the materials were scarce. This old monster, long buried in the Grotto Heaven, was a simple-minded being, almost ignorant of human treachery.

Of course, Zhao Sheng did not deliberately trick him, the recipes in the jade scrolls were genuine.

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