Mu Jinyu decided to leave here as soon as possible and head to the secret realm again to rescue Wen Rou and the others.
Of course, he wouldn't be foolish enough to turn around and leave, abandoning the entire dragon corpse.
This is a dragon corpse, full of treasures, and it's the Peak Hedao Realm dragon corpse that many people can only dream of but never reach. If he abandoned it like this, he would really deserve lightning strikes.
Moreover, if he wants to leave here, taking the dragon corpse doesn't take much time, and he wouldn't neglect it.
Mu Jinyu took out a storage bag, excitedly preparing to collect this dragon corpse.
At the time, he obtained a piece of dragon bone in the Dragon Marrow Immortal Spring and eventually refined it into a bone ring magic treasure, which was quite powerful.
Now, with the whole dragon corpse intact, who knows how many spiritual treasures can be refined?
"Poof!"
The storage bag, activated with spatial power, attempted to absorb the dragon corpse but couldn't shake it, eventually turning directly into ashes.
"How could this happen..."
Seeing this, Mu Jinyu's expression was slightly grim, then he realized that a Peak Hedao Realm flood dragon corpse indeed couldn't be collected by ordinary storage bags.
So, he took out the Bi Fang Ding, intending to use this treasure ding, which approached the heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, to collect this dragon corpse.
If it still didn't work, he would have to remember this location and leave for now, returning later to collect the dragon corpse.
Eventually, it was impossible to waste too much time on a dragon corpse, ignoring Wen Rou and the others' safety.
Fortunately, Bi Fang Ding finally managed to move the dragon corpse and gradually absorbed it, albeit with some difficulty, but ultimately succeeded.
"Hmm, what is this..."
Just as Mu Jinyu was about to leave, he suddenly noticed a flash of light below the original position of the dragon corpse, which disappeared along the rushing current.
Mu Jinyu sensed a vast and terrifying spiritual energy from it, his expression changed slightly, knowing it was something valuable. He immediately chased after it, grabbing it from the current.
He opened his palm and saw a cyan-green fragment, with a special texture, very hard, slightly round in curve, neither like gold nor like jade, from which an enormous amount of spiritual energy could be felt.
"Could this be... a Flood Dragon Inner Pill?"
Mu Jinyu speculated with uncertainty.
Although he wasn't entirely sure, he felt excited enough that his scalp almost exploded.
This peculiar material indeed resembled the inner core formed by demon beasts after merging paths, combined with the terrifying spiritual energy inside, making Mu Jinyu believe it's likely a Flood Dragon Inner Pill.
Although it was severely damaged, seemingly only a third the size of the original inner pill, it seemed that over the years, the inner pill had been eroded by the stream, infusing dragon qi into the lake below.
This is also why the lake below is imbued with spiritual energy rivaling the Heavenly Sword Pool, making the lake's fish, when consumed, boost one's qi-blood power.
Otherwise, how could dragon corpse soaking in water yield such an effect?
"The entire lake below was soaked into treasured fluid by the Flood Dragon Inner Pill."
Mu Jinyu sighed with regret, not wasting energy trying to collect the whole lake. His storage bag wasn't large enough, nor could Bi Fang Ding hold so much. He could only return to collect later.
Mu Jinyu left Cong Ridge without looking back, intending to leave the forbidden area and find someone to figure out where he was, then head to Chu Kingdom.
After walking a hundred miles out.
Mu Jinyu frowned slightly, wondering if he walked in the wrong direction, not outward but deeper into this place, otherwise, why did he feel the oppressive sensation growing stronger?
Yet Mu Jinyu wasn't entirely sure of his guess.
After all, some restrictions have the strongest pressure at the entrance, preventing easy entry, but once inside, the pressure diminishes instead.
After walking some more, just as Mu Jinyu was about to turn back and leave, he suddenly spotted an unusual little tree growing on a small dwarf mountain ahead.
The little tree wasn't tall, only about a meter high, but the tree body was robust, covered in old bark, resembling a coiling dragon, full of ancient and timeless charm.
Most importantly, each leaf of the tree was different, some shaped like a cauldron, some like a bell, some like a tower, some like a sword, some like a gourd...
And between the branches grew nine fruits of varying colors, ranging from red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, black, to white...
"This is..."
Seeing the little tree, Mu Jinyu's expression froze, his gaze filled with disbelief.
"Hedao Fruit..."
He spoke with difficulty, his tone full of astonishment and helplessness, mixed with a bit of joy.
Who would've thought that after being chased by Wu Xiongfei, swept into an unstable spatial tunnel, narrowly escaping death, he unexpectedly arrived precisely at a secret realm, where Hedao Fruit grows.
Truly, destiny works in mysterious ways, getting what he wanted with no effort.
If Wu Xiongfei knew this, he would probably be furious.
"However..."
Mu Jinyu was puzzled, as he initially suspected that upon seeing the dragon corpse, he wasn't in the secret realm but was teleported elsewhere.
Eager to leave, he didn't have the chance to explore the area further.
But now, encountering Hedao Fruit again, is he in the secret realm or not?
Alternatively, he indeed is in the secret realm, and there really exists a Peak Hedao Realm flood dragon corpse.
However, since it's just a dragon corpse and not a living Hedao Realm powerhouse, it wouldn't cause the secret realm to collapse?
"This seems like the most plausible guess... unless there's coincidentally Hedao Tree outside too, and the fruit just happened to mature, but the likelihood is small..."
Mu Jinyu shook his head slightly, stopped thinking further, climbed up the little hilltop, stood under the little tree, and reached out to pick the nine differently colored Hedao Fruits, placing them in a prepared jade box for preservation, then stored them in the storage bag.
"Who is that?!"
"When did he get in here and pick all the Hedao Fruits!"
"Damn it, I was about to break the restrictions and enter to pick the Hedao Fruits!"
"You, hand over the Hedao Fruits quickly, or you will die without a place in heaven and earth!"
"A mere kid at the Eighth Level of Fanxu Realm dares to covet Hedao Fruits? Come out and hand them over to us, or you will regret it for life!"
Just as Mu Jinyu was feeling smug, he suddenly heard several angry shouts from below.
Mu Jinyu heard the commotion and looked down.
Below at the foot of the mountain stood seven or eight young men and women, all Peak Ninth Layer of the Fanxu Realm.
They stared at him intensely, with expressions of anger, greed, disbelief, madness, or murderous intent...
Their mixed expressions of shock, disbelief, anger, murderous intent, greed made them appear quite laughable.
Among these seven or eight people, Mu Jinyu didn't recognize most.
But one person was familiar.
He then figured out the person's identity.
It was the very person he saw entering the secret realm with a key when Wen Rou and others were blocked by Wu Zhiyuan and others.
'Indeed, I did arrive in the secret realm, although directly deep inside it...'
Mu Jinyu mused to himself.