Everything in front of him was pitch black, and the ground under him was soft. Qin Mo reached out and steadied himself with a hand on the wall, but to his surprise, the wall was just as soft as the ground under him. He didn't know if it was a delusion or not, but when he touched the wall, it felt like it was moving.

Qin Mo's forehead wrinkled, and his right hand curled. A purple light glowed around his hand, and his surroundings brightened.

His pupils shrank, and he quickly retracted his hand from the wall. It wasn't a normal wall but pink flesh instead.

The wall squirmed under Qin Mo's gaze, and the ground under him started to s.h.i.+ft. He looked down and found that he was standing on flesh too. A sticky, transparent fluid flowed around him.

Qin Mo felt his scalp go numb, a bad feeling in his heart. He seems to have been randomly placed inside a creature.

Qin Mo's spirit animal bag jerked, and the little fox jumped out. It leaped up onto Qin Mo's shoulder and looked around, dark eyes flas.h.i.+ng.

Qin Mo was surprised the little fox came out of the spirit animal bag by itself, but before he could think more about it, the meat under him started shaking. Qin Mo was thrown back, and he began to slide further into the darkness.

His eyes widened, and he waved his right hand. A longsword appeared in his grip, and Qin Mo stabbed the long sword into the ground. The sword delved deep into the soft flesh, and Qin Mo held the hilt tight. He stopped sliding down and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he could relax, his surroundings shook even more violently, and the transparent liquid flowed onto the longsword. To Qin Mo's surprise, Biyou Jian actually began to melt. In only moments, the longsword slipped free from the meat wall, and Qin Mo continued to fall.

He was falling fast, and something sticky touched Qin Mo's face from time to time. His chest tightened a little, but in the corner of his eye, he saw a smooth flesh area that seemed slightly raised.

With no time to think about it, Qin Mo jerked into the air and dropped awkwardly onto the platform.

It wasn't until he stood on the platform that Qin Mo saw the platform's appearance clearly. Unlike the pink fleshy walls, this platform was blood red and had fine blood vessels. From his previous experience with operation, Qin Mo recognized it at a glance as the creature's heart.

Qin Mo's heart swelled with glee. No matter what kind of creature it was, the heart was always a fatal weakness. Qin Mo stabbed the longsword in his hand into the heart.

The shaking around him intensified, but Qin Mo stood rooted in his spot and swung the sword at the heart again.

Outside, a thick fog shrouded a swamp in a deathly gloom.

“Hua!” A loud cry came from the swamp, breaking the quiet atmosphere, and a colossal worm reared out of the swamp.

It seemed to have been attacked by something and struggled violently.

Something red sprayed out of its body, and its movements slowly stiffened. It continued to struggle until, finally, its movements stopped.

A longsword cut a long wound along the giant worm's side, and a pair of jade-like hands emerged from within.

Qin Mo stepped out on the huge insect's corpse and looked at the battered Biyou jian, eyebrows furrowed tightly. Biyou jian was actually destroyed.

The black fog around the swamp poured into Qin Mo, and his spirit power stagnated. Qin Mo was amazed. He did not expect this black fog would affect a cultivator's spirit power.

The lightning fire in Qin Mo's Dantian appeared around him, forming a thin protective s.h.i.+eld to keep the poisonous air out. Qin Mo recently discovered that lightning fire could isolate poisons, but his cultivation wasn't high, so it would only last for a short time.

Qin Mo's chest tightened, and he embraced the little fox in his arms.

The swamp was vast, and it seemed there were no living creatures except for the giant worm under his feet. Everything close to the swamp was pulled into the deepest part of the swamp by black mud.

Qin Mo took an ordinary flying sword from his Qiankun bag and flew toward the edge of the swamp.

“Zhi zhi!” The quiet little fox in his arms struggled and seemed interested in something to Qin Mo's right.

Qin Mo paused and turned to look in that direction. There was a small plant growing on the edge of the swamp.

Its branches and leaves were green, bright with vitality. Most striking of all was the glittering, translucent fruit on top s.h.i.+ning in the gloomy air.

Qin Mo did not expect to find such a vibrant plant in this kind of environment. But when he looked carefully, his heart was shocked again. The fruit was familiar and looked like the purification spirit fruit of legend.

Qin Mo reached into the bag at his waist and took out a piece of jade scroll. It recorded almost all types of spirit gra.s.s under the blue sky.

By pouring divine knowledge into it, Qin Mo soon discovered a record regarding the purification spirit fruit. The fruit was red and heart-shaped, each with eight leaves. Found in a swampland, it could turn into a spiritual root after being consumed by a cultivator. It had no side effects and was a rare treasure.

The so-called spiritual root transformed the body of a cultivator into a spiritual one that had a high affinity for all elements in the air. It was even above the heavenly spirit root.

Qin Mo confirmed it. This really was the rare purification spirit fruit.

The flying sword under Qin Mo's feet turned and flew toward the tree. Taking out a jade box from his Qiankun bag, Qin Mo carefully picked the rare fruit.

"Attendant Meng, Attendant He, the purification spirit fruit is over here!” A voice called from outside the swamp.

Qin Mo's hands paused at those three words then moved even faster.

“I didn't think there would be such a magical thing in the Huantian's secret territory. This trip wasn't in vain this time!” an older voice replied. From the tone, it was obvious that they were s...o...b..ring after the fruit.

Three figures appeared from within the fog just as Qin Mo picked up the purification spirit fruit.

The three men stood on a giant sword surrounded by a jade-green sphere of light, preventing the invasion of the black fog. They saw the jade box in Qin Mo's hands and the fire-red fruit that laid inside.

Their faces darkened and one of them yelled, “Qin Mo, you actually stole our purification spirit fruit!”

Qin Mo looked at him. When he discovered Liu Qingzhou was the speaker, he sighed internally at this ill-fated relations.h.i.+p.

However, his expression remained unchanged and he held the jade box in his hand as he casually said, “When did this purification spirit fruit become yours?"

“Junior, you better not be too arrogant, you know. Cultivators at the foundation building stage are nothing special in here!” The old man standing beside Liu Qingzhou interrupted Liu Qingzhou's response. He looked Qin Mo up and down and threatened, “If you obediently hand over purification spirit fruit, Laozi will not argue with your disrespectful behavior, otherwise…”

The aggressive tone made Qin Mo focus his attention on the man. This person was much older than Jin Linfeng and looked at Qin Mo with disdain.

Qin Mo detected a faint pressure coming from him. He understood, after connecting his words with the fact that the secret territory didn't allow cultivator above core formation, that to look down on a foundation building cultivator, this old cultivator was without a doubt at the spirit solitude stage. A middle-aged man in a yellow robe stood beside him, and he gave off a similar feeling, so he must also be in the spirit solitude stage.

Even knowing they are spirit solitude cultivators, one step higher than himself, Qin Mo's expression showed no fear, and he opened his mouth to ask, “Why should I?”

Qin Mo stood quietly. He was obviously at foundation building but still gave off an invisible pressure. Stunned, the three's expressions became malicious.

The old man's face flushed red. This junior actually refuted him! So what if he was a genius, a junior was still a junior! Overcome with rage, he pointed a forefinger straight at Qin Mo and said viciously, “You…”

Before he could finish, Qin Mo opened the jade box and ate the purification spirit fruit.

Everything fell silent.

Translator(s): Teo

Editor(s): Bet