Immortal Martial God Chapter 4 Treasure Hunting In The Cave

At the entrance of the the Xiang manor , Xiang Shaohua saw Xiang Nan carrying the coffin with one hand, and his heart ached badly.

" Little Nan , you're back." Xiang Shaohua took a few steps forward and took the coffin from Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan shook the jade bead at the end of his hair and said, "How is mother?"

Xiang Shaohua's face darkened slightly as he said, "I've been sick for many years. When it rains on a cloudy day, I can't get up."

Xiang Nan nodded, "I want to see my mother. Put away this coffin and we'll bury Grandpa Li tomorrow."

After pa.s.sing through the empty courtyards, Xiang Nan's footsteps slowed down slightly. This place was once bustling with flowers, but now, it was so desolate that no one paid attention to it.

"No matter what, my fleshly body belongs to the Xiang Clan. I will be as loyal and filial to the Xiang Clan as Xiang Nan is."

Xiang Nan clenched his fists and pushed the door open.

The room was very big, but it was also very empty. Over the years, the Xiang Clan had deteriorated. The valuable furniture had basically been sold, and the air was filled with a faint smell of inferior herbs.

Xiang Nan stood quietly beside the bed, carefully examining the middle-aged woman. A soft light gradually appeared in his eyes.

Xiang Nan suddenly felt a little relieved. Perhaps his death wasn't a bad thing.

After he died once, he had a mother that he had never had in his previous life.

He slowly retreated outside the door and said, "Mother, I hope you will recover soon."

"Father, I want to see grandfather." Xiang Nan found Xiang Shaohua and said solemnly.

Xiang Shaohua hesitated for a moment and muttered, "But your grandfather hasn't come out of seclusion for three years, so he's interrupting me without permission …"

Xiang Nan shook his head slightly. "My son knows."

Xiang Shaohua hesitated for a moment before leading his son to the deepest courtyard.

Xiang Shaohua had many questions about why his son had suddenly become so strong, and why his temper was calmer than before.

Xiang Zhanxiong's seclusion was in an extremely deep underground secret room in the Xiang manor.

The father and son arrived one after another and knocked on the stone door. After a full cup of tea, a deep voice came from inside the door, "Come in."

Xiang Shaohua patted Xiang Nan on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Xiang Nan entered the stone room, closed the stone door and said, "Grandpa Li Zhong has gone."

Hearing this, a long sigh came from the shadow of the stone room. The sigh contained helplessness and guilt.

Through the light, Xiang Nan observed his own grandfather, Xiang Zhanxiong. His nose and mouth were wide, his eyebrows were sharp, and his eyebrows revealed a heroic aura. However, the white hair on his temples was enough to show that this old man had been living a very depressed life in recent years.

The Xiang Clan's only backing now was Xiang Zhanxiong. He had been trapped in the ninth level of the Origin Core Realm for so many years, so perhaps there was a way to help him break through.

Xiang Nan looked at Xiang Zhanxiong's face at this moment, and his heart was more or less full of emotions.

Xiang Zhanxiong also looked at Xiang Nan and said, "Have you reached the seventh level of Body Tempering? It seems that we, little Nan , are very diligent."

Xiang Nan bowed slightly and said, " little Nan doesn't dare to neglect. Grandpa, have you been cultivating smoothly recently?"

These words made Xiang Zhanxiong even more worried. It seemed that there was still no progress in breaking through the bottleneck.

The grandfather and grandson chatted for a long time before they parted ways.

Xiang Nan thought to himself. Grandpa's eyebrows were glittering with red light, and his words were filled with anger. Obviously, it wasn't a mistake in his cultivation, but he had really encountered a bottleneck.

Xiang Nan did have a way to help his grandfather through this difficult time. The key was that he didn't have any money, so he couldn't buy the spirit herbs and spirit pills he needed. At this time, the Xiang Clan's financial resources had long since dried up.

After returning to his room, Xiang Nan sat down cross-legged and began to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to refine his pill field and raise his martial arts realm.

With his heaven-defying divine talent and the conjoined body technique of the Thunder Spear, he had entered the breakthrough stage in less than an incense stick of time, reaching the eighth level of the Body Tempering Realm!

However, at the moment of his breakthrough, Xiang Nan felt a great sense of emptiness appear in his body. His skin was rapidly aging at a visible rate, and even wrinkles had appeared.

Xiang Nan hurriedly stopped, his expression extremely solemn. Gradually, the wrinkles on his skin dissipated again.

'"No" Xiang Nan shook his head and thought to himself, "Upgrading my cultivation realm will rapidly drain the spiritual energy from my body. If I increase my cultivation recklessly, I will become a dried corpse."

Without spirit herbs or pills, raising one's cultivation level would be equivalent to courting death. However, ordinary first-grade spirit herbs were also worth three hundred gold coins!

Both pills and spirit herbs were divided into ninth grade. Spirit herbs were important ingredients for refining pills. A single pill was tens or even hundreds of times more valuable than a spirit herb of the same grade!

Xiang Nan smiled bitterly. He didn't even have a first-grade spirit herb. A medicinal pill? It was a kind of daydreaming luxury.

It's time to take a look at the treasure trove.

Xiang Nan did not hesitate at all. He took advantage of the heavy rain and rushed to the Black Sharp Mountain Range overnight.

The Black Sharp Mountain Range was located at the border of Bluestone Town, so the journey wasn't too far.

Xiang Nan shuttled through the mountains and forests, constantly recalling the location of the treasure trove in his mind.

"I found it! So it really exists." Xiang Nan pushed open the dense bushes and found the stone door in front of a section of the mountain wall.

At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

Xiang Nan turned around and saw that it must be Blue Stone City releasing fireworks to celebrate Xuan Qingzhu's engagement.

Xiang Nan recalled the last words that Xuan Qingzhu had said before he died.

"Mu Chen, I really liked you."

"But I won't regret killing you today. Between love and the future, I choose the future."

This was the last thing Xuan Qingzhu said to Bai Muchen before the steel needle in his hand landed between his eyebrows.

"Heh … future?" Xiang Nan laughed miserably.

"Xuan Qingzhu, is this what you want?"

"Let's meet again in the future! At that time, I hope you won't regret it either."

With that, Xiang Nan strode into the cave and disappeared into the darkness.

In the depths of the cave, lights shone.

In an instant, the multicolored colors shone on Xiang Nan, making him unable to open his eyes.

"My G.o.d …" Xiang Nan was stunned.

Inside the cave, it was beaten into a small palace pattern. In the middle, there was a pile of gold coins as tall as two people. It was simply a small mountain of gold coins.

It was roughly estimated that there were at least five to six million gold coins! Such a large number, even in the most glorious period of the Xiang Clan, it had never been possessed before.

"Mm" Xiang Nan was overjoyed, "So much gold is enough to buy the spiritual herbs I need."

Beside the walls of the small palace were rows of wooden frames.

The south wall wooden shelves were filled with all sorts of calligraphy, paintings, and antiques. The value of these items was astonis.h.i.+ng! Another good income.

However, he had no choice but to not sell these things. Now that he was too weak, it was easy for him to stir up trouble.

On the north wall, there was also a whole row of wooden shelves, all of which were filled with spirit herbs and even medicinal pills!

A light flashed in Xiang Nan's eyes.