“Who passed there?!”
The oldest monk spoke in a tense voice, his chisel held horizontally in front of him, “This is a forbidden area for the gods. If you don’t want to die, get out of here—”
He stopped mid-sentence.
His gaze fell on David’s gray robe which, although tattered, was still clean, then swept across the cold and graceful face of Jiang Xuelan beside him. Then, as if he had just realized something, his pupils suddenly narrowed.
His lips moved a few times, then his voice suddenly lowered, filled with questions and uncertainty: “You are from Falling Star City?”
David didn’t answer, but glanced at the cloth bag at their feet: “Are you also here to collect nuclear debris?”
The group of cultivators looked at each other, and finally the older cultivator was the first to put down his chisel, then smiled bitterly: “What do you mean ‘too’? We only came because we had no other choice.”
After the Protoss strongholds were cleared, the outer blockade was indeed relaxed for several days. We took advantage of the opportunity to get some nuclear fragments to exchange for spirit stones, since we were almost starving at home.
But this place is really strange. The outer layer of the barrier core fragment has almost been completely excavated, and we dare not force our way into the deeper parts. After two days of searching, we had only managed to collect this small bag—not even enough to fill a tooth gap.
While speaking, he casually kicked the cloth bag at his feet, causing the top to tilt and revealing its contents.
The scattered dark purple fragments were smaller than those David had collected in the canyon before, and they were grayish in color, indicating that they were not pure enough and contained a lot of impurities.
“The purity of nuclear debris in this area is deteriorating.”
Another young cultivator squatted on the ground, holding a nearly invisible fragment in his hand. “In the past, we could dig up pieces the size of a fingernail, but now it’s all powder, there’s practically nothing.”
David walked to the edge of the light screen, squatted down, and placed his hand on the light screen.
The primordial chaos was secretly probing him, and he could feel that the barrier was decaying at an extremely slow speed.
In the interior, a large amount of nuclear fragments are filtered and retained on the surface of the barrier, while the nuclear debris that can penetrate to the outside world is becoming less and more fragmented, like bagasse that has been squeezed dry.
He retracted his hand and looked at the older evil cultivator: “Is there any other place around here where I can dig up nuclear fragments?”
“There’s nothing else nearby.”
The old naughty cultivator shook his head, “If you go two days further northwest, there is a larger closed area. The nuclear debris reserves there should be more than here.”
But the place was closely watched by the gods; there are patrols on its outskirts all year round. We, wild cultivators, cannot get close at all; if we do, we will lose our lives.
David paused, glanced down at the half-full cloth bag at his feet, took out a bag of spiritual stones from his storage ring and threw it over: “I will buy the remaining bag of seeds.”
The naughty old cultivator caught the spiritual stone, his eyes widening in shock. He was stunned for a while before he came to his senses and hurriedly handed over the cloth bag with both hands: “Thank you, thank you, senior!”
The other independent farmers also showed expressions of envy and relief.
Several people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the fingers that had been tightly gripping the dagger slowly loosened.
They didn’t know who David was, but the person in front of them could casually throw away a bag of spiritual stones to buy a bag of impurity core fragments, so he was clearly not someone they could mess with. A peaceful ending is already the best outcome.
After collecting the nuclear fragments, David asked the heretical cultivator, “Uncle, may I ask you something?”
“Please ask me anything, young master!” said the naughty old cultivator.
“You can’t absorb these nuclear fragments for cultivation, so who can you sell them to for spiritual stones?” David asked curiously.
Since only gods mastered nuclear energy refining techniques, these nuclear fragments were of little use to heretic cultivators.
Hearing David’s question, the group was shocked. They then observed David before the evil old cultivator said, “Young master, you are not from Twenty-third Heaven. In Twenty-third Heaven, these nuclear fragments are extremely valuable.”
“On the black market, someone will buy them at a high price. As for what they will do with the goods after purchase, no one knows, and no one knows who the buyer is.”
“Procuring goods on the black market?” David frowned slightly, then asked, “Uncle, where is the black market? Can you take me there?”
While talking, David took out another bag of spiritual stones and handed it to the other party.
Upon seeing that David was a rich man, the old naughty cultivator quickly nodded in agreement, saying, “Alright, come with us. We happen to have some immortal herbs and other spiritual medicines for sale.”
David didn’t linger. He put the bag containing the nuclear fragments into his storage ring, motioned Jiang Xuelan to follow him, and continued walking northwest along the edge of the crack.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the geographical description of the area?
A: The terrain shifts from greyish-brown rocks to dark purple crystal rocks as one travels northwest, with a strange, powerful aura replacing thinning spiritual energy. A thick, purplish mist flows like a river along the ground.
Q: What is the phenomenon observed from a distance?
A: A dark purple beam of light, resembling a frozen tornado, extends from the ground to the sky, emitting small purple light spots that dissipate upon contact with the mist. This is identified as a barrier fluctuation.
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