"Sigh, the people of Dragon Capital are pitiful. I hope those people will treat them well."

Han Dong nodded. She knew Jiang Feng was not a savior, nor did she want him to become one. If real danger arose, she would hope for Jiang Feng to just walk away.

The next day.

Jiang Feng checked his panel information.

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 6011251

Cultivation Technique: Yang Technique (Great Success)

Skills: God-Binding Finger (Proficient+), Alchemy (Beginner+), Rune Secret Spell Basics (Proficient+)

Realm: Qi Condensation (Perfection)

Divine Power: Immortality

In ten years, Jiang Feng’s Fortune Point had been increasing daily, though the increment grew ever smaller. From this change, he had vaguely sensed over the past couple of years that great danger was about to descend.

He just didn’t expect that Blood Sea Immortal Venerable would be such a big deal—actually a scion of a cultivation clan, about to lead Foundation Establishment powerhouses into Central Earth. If he confronted them and his cultivation didn’t make another breakthrough, disaster would be imminent.

So before leaving, Jiang Feng entered the underground palace once more, hoping to obtain other opportunities.

He carried that rusted iron sword at his waist.

For ten years, this sword had shown no sign of refinement. Jiang Feng vaguely felt it wasn’t that his spiritual power wasn’t enough, but that his spiritual power level was too low—his cultivation hadn’t reached Foundation Establishment, so it was very difficult to refine this rusted iron sword.

So he had given up in the past two years.

He simply carried this sword with him. Each time he entered the underground palace, he would sling it across his waist. Although he couldn’t refine it, Jiang Feng felt this sword had an evil aura, capable of suppressing ominous things.

He could move freely in the outer ring of the underground palace.

He had tried bringing Han Dong with him before.

But the oppressive force inside the underground palace was too much for Han Dong. Even with his spiritual power assisting her, Han Dong could only stay for a short while, so after that time, Jiang Feng had to go in alone each visit.

He walked out from the passageway, crossed the plaza, and entered the residential area, heading into an alley.

He finally stopped in front of a three-story-high loam house.

This loam house was extremely strange; it was actually covered with rune spell enchantments. Jiang Feng had tried several times, but hadn’t been able to get in.

You know, even the restriction arrays outside the underground palace he could break with the Qinglong Cauldron and the Five Elements Array. Unexpectedly, inside the underground palace, just in front of a loam house, he encountered such a unique rune spell that even the Qinglong Cauldron couldn’t break.

However, after several attempts, Jiang Feng realized it wasn’t that it was impossible to crack, but that his method was wrong. This kind of rune spell couldn’t be broken like a restriction array by force, but required him to find the pattern and slowly break through, like deciphering a code, following the flaws and cracks.

After several years of exploring,

Jiang Feng gradually mastered that kind of pattern.

This time he summoned the Qinglong Cauldron again, used the Five Elements Array, and under his gaze, cracks began appearing in the rune spell ahead.

"Bang!"

The Qinglong Cauldron shrank, slipped through the cracks, entered the rune spell, and with a bang, the rune spell in front of him rapidly faded into nothingness.

The Three-tailed Wolf King of the outer ring sensed the commotion here, glanced over, then faced a mysterious stone statue, entering a state of meditation and cultivation.

"Creak!"

Jiang Feng pushed the door open and stepped inside.

After so many trips in and out of the underground palace these years, he was already certain that, in this outer ring area, any house with a special aura always held secrets.

It would either have a magical artifact opportunity,

Or was filled with hidden weapon traps.

Jiang Feng had reaped rewards before, but had also suffered losses.

After breaking the rune spell on this loam house, his spiritual sense surged forth, the Qinglong Cauldron suspended above his head for protection, and only then did he push open the door and enter.

As he entered,

His spiritual sense completely covered the inside and outside of the room.

Jiang Feng saw a pile of bookshelves.

There were many books on the shelves, each covered with dust.

"Could this be a treasure vault of cultivation secret manuals?"

Jiang Feng could hardly believe it. If all the books on these shelves were cultivation secret manuals, then he’d have hit the jackpot. Cultivation secret manuals found inside the underground palace would definitely be much higher level than any the academy held.

He hurried forward, reaching out to grab one of the books for a closer look.

Unexpectedly,

As his hand made contact, the bookshelf before him, along with all the books, disintegrated into dust as if swept away by the wind.

"This..."

Jiang Feng froze on the spot.

He was overjoyed at first, but now was on the verge of tears.

He had finally gotten in, yet gained nothing at all.

"Thud!"

It sounded like something had fallen.

Jiang Feng turned his head and saw, amid the ash-covered ground to the left, an ancient book had appeared. The cover bore no writing and it lay quietly on the ground, as if it had been tossed there from the beginning.

Jiang Feng crouched down.

His spiritual sense swept over, confirming that it really was a book before him.

He was worried that touching it might also turn it to dust, so he inserted the rusted iron sword under the book, lifting it up to his face.

When his palm finally touched it, the genuine feeling confirmed a real book in his hand. Jiang Feng finally let out a silent sigh of relief and eagerly opened the book to read it.

At the same time, he stayed vigilant in case rune secret spells surged out from the book and harmed his eyes. Yet, as the pages flipped, there was no danger. Instead, Jiang Feng saw line after line of special yet familiar symbol marks.

"Hm? Are these... Blood God Curse symbols?"

Jiang Feng was startled, then cried out in surprise.

All these years, he had sent Xiao Zhan searching for books that could unlock the secret of the Blood God Curse symbols, all in vain. Yet here in the underground palace, he saw these symbol marks again in a book.

"There’s an explanation? Wonderful!"

All of a sudden, Jiang Feng’s face was full of joy.

He flipped a few pages and found there were explanations for the symbols. This could finally allow him to understand what these symbol marks actually meant.

As long as he could figure out the meaning behind the special symbol marks, he could record the Blood God Curse into his panel. Once he mastered the Blood God Curse, Jiang Feng’s combat power would soar—it might even threaten Foundation Establishment powerhouses. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Of course, right now this was all just Jiang Feng’s wishful thinking.

Still, impatient, he began flipping through and reading, eager to decipher the symbols and also to figure out what exactly this book recorded—was it a cultivation technique, a divine secret skill? And what did it have to do with the Blood God Curse?