Although the Corrosive Yuan Poisonous Mist was temporarily blocked, Wu Tao realized that he had to speed up, otherwise he would not be able to pass through this layer of Corrosive Yuan Poisonous Mist at all.
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Finally, Wu Tao, who had passed through the Corrosive Yuan Poisonous Mist, let out a long breath and continued to walk forward with Youmeng.
As a result, when Wu Tao and Youmeng reached a corner, they triggered another mechanism.
The space shifted, and Wu Tao and Youmeng were directly teleported to a vast and boundless secret realm, like the vast sky.
In this secret realm, there were jade platforms suspended in mid-air, and on each jade platform, there was a treasure placed.
Youmeng was overjoyed when she saw this and was about to reach out to touch these treasures, but Wu Tao stopped her.
Each fated person who arrives here can only take one treasure at a time.
It turned out that Wu Tao didn't not want to use these treasures, but he saw a jade tablet standing beside them.
On the jade tablet, several large characters were clearly engraved.
"Each fated person who comes to this place can take at most one treasure."
"If you forcibly violate the rules here, the restriction here will activate according to the original mechanism, entering self-destruct mode."
"Uh..."
Seeing this, Youmeng's face showed a look of surprise, then a hint of realization, and finally turned into a wry smile.
"How should I choose?"
With thousands of jade platforms, it was not easy to choose a treasure related to Yunzhou in the sky.
For a time, Wu Tao and Youmeng truly felt at a loss.
There was no introduction or aura revealed for the treasures here, so the chooser could only judge by the general appearance, which was somewhat a matter of luck.
The treasures placed on these jade platforms were all top-tier treasures such as magic treasures and rare items.
They were naturally extremely precious, but Wu Tao and Youmeng's main purpose was to find something related to Yunzhou in the sky.
Once they chose incorrectly, they could not choose again.
Although this trip would not be a complete waste if they chose two treasures, the purpose of the trip would definitely not be achieved.
The treasures on the jade platforms were clearly very old, at least not treasures refined by cultivators of the current era.
Due to the difference in refining techniques and craftsmanship, this made Wu Tao, a cultivator of the current era, even more frustrated.
Specifically, the treasures used by powerful cultivators in the ancient, archaic, and primeval eras were very different from the magic treasures of the current era.
At least for Wu Tao, he could not distinguish what was good and what was bad, or what function a treasure had, just by its appearance.
Unable to identify by aura, and even unable to identify by appearance, how could he choose? Did he really have to rely on luck?
And right before Wu Tao's eyes, a jade platform was suspended.
On this jade platform, there was a bronze bell that looked rusty at first glance. It was as broken as could be, and as ugly as could be.
It was so ugly that even a mortal would not deign to look at it twice if it were thrown on the ground.
When he could not judge by aura or appearance, Wu Tao was at a loss.
Because he couldn't see any peculiarities, and he only had one chance, how could he not be cautious?
Youmeng looked at the worried Wu Tao, teased him for a while, and then began to help Wu Tao think of a solution.
A moment later, Youmeng's voice leisurely came out, "How many treasures are there here?"
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When Wu Tao heard this, he first scanned his gaze, made a rough estimate, and then replied, "About a few thousand pieces? What's wrong?"
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Youmeng shook her head and replied, "It's nothing, I just think we should take a look first."
"After all, I have the inherited memories of our clan in my mind. Perhaps I can recognize some of the treasures here?"
Wu Tao's eyes lit up when he heard this.
That's right, Youmeng possessed the inheritance of the entire Nightmare Clan.
The Nightmare Clan had existed for countless years and had seen and heard of innumerable treasures.
With a considerable portion of memories, it was not impossible for Youmeng to recognize one or two treasures among these thousands of treasures.
Su Manor.
A child of seven or eight years old was wandering aimlessly in the garden path, paying no attention to the unfriendly glances around him.
"Yawn!"
Su Ming rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned widely.
His name was originally Liu Jie. To be precise, his soul did not originally belong to this world, but came from Earth.
He was a Chinese medicine practitioner in China, running a Chinese medicine shop with a decent income, enough for daily life.
However, one day, while fishing in a reservoir, he accidentally fell into the water. When he woke up again, he had been reincarnated into another world.
But being a transmigrator was not easy, especially without any cheat.
Eighteen years ago, Liu Jie was reincarnated into a wealthy family surnamed Su in the local area.
Since he was reincarnated, Liu Jie decided to accept the identity of Su Ming, as if to sever ties with his past life.
Speaking of which, the Su family he was in this life was the richest in Taiyuan Prefecture.
And his father was the third son of the old patriarch of the Su family, named Su Wei.
However, Su Ming's parents died young when he was five years old.
Without parents, Su Ming's status in the Su family began to become somewhat awkward. Many people in the Su family targeted him openly and covertly.
Although he was not afraid, he became somewhat annoyed after a long time, so he asked the old patriarch of the Su family, his grandfather, to go out and learn martial arts to protect the family in the future.
It was common for scions of noble families to go to other places to learn arts among the prominent families and influential clans of the martial world, but it was rare for someone as young as Su Ming to proactively clamor to leave.
However, the old patriarch of the Su family still agreed to Su Ming's request.
On the one hand, the Su family had so much property, and without a certain degree of martial power to protect it, it would ultimately be somewhat insecure.
On the other hand, because Su Ming's parents were married, some of the Chen family's industries were placed under their name.
After his parents passed away, Su Ming naturally inherited that part of the industry.
At his age, even if the old patriarch of the Su family treated him well, it was hard to guarantee that his uncles would not have any wicked intentions.
After all, as long as he died, that part of the industry would naturally revert to the Su family.
His uncles all had children, and it would be great to leave more for their own children.
Of course, perhaps precisely because of this, some people in the Su family targeted him in every way.
Su Ming also thought of these things and did not want to entangle with these people, so he proposed to go out and learn martial arts to temporarily avoid the limelight.
He would settle accounts with these people after he came of age.
Thinking of this, Su Ming stretched, moved his muscles and bones, and was about to return.
"Xiao Ming, brothers are out of money, come borrow some to spend."
A voice with ill intentions came from ahead.
Su Ming looked up and saw several children, about ten years old, walking towards him with wicked smiles.
"What do you say? Lend us some, brother? I heard you just got your monthly allowance?"
The leader of the children said to Su Ming with a smile, his eyes full of playfulness.
"Borrow money?"
Su Ming was stunned when he heard this. After a while, he reacted.
"So it's robbery."
"What do you mean robbery?"
The leader of the children said unhappily, "This is borrowing money!"
"The kind of borrowing money that is never returned?"
Su Ming was speechless, shook his head, and said directly, "Please get out of the way, I'm in a hurry."
"Su Ming, you unloved wild child, don't push your luck!!!"
A roar came from the front.
Seeing Su Ming about to leave, the leader of the children, Su Teng, changed his expression and walked directly in front of him.
Facing the repeated bullying from his paternal cousins, Su Ming always wore a smile on his face.
That squinting smile made it impossible to see what Su Ming was thinking at this moment.
In a wealthy and powerful family, although life was worry-free, there were many troubles.
For the sake of profit, his uncles had made things difficult for him quite a bit on weekdays.
Under their influence, their children were also not good to Su Ming.
"You're right, I am indeed an unloved wild child!"
Hearing Su Ming say this with a smile, watching him extend his hand as if to surrender to Su Teng.
"This Su Ming, is he giving up?"
In the surprised eyes of the few cousins present, Su Ming, who was slowly extending his hand, suddenly changed his palm into a fist and threw a fierce and powerful straight punch directly at Su Teng's head.
The fact that a seven or eight-year-old child could knock out a cousin several years older than him with one punch showed how fierce this punch was.
When this scene occurred, the previously arrogant cousins instantly fell silent.
Even more shocking was that Su Ming, who had easily defeated Su Teng, still had that innocent smile on his face.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn!
Under the awe-filled gazes of the others, Su Ming counted the more than a dozen pieces of silver in his hand and looked at the obedient crowd beside him.
He said speechlessly, "By the way, are you all this poor?"
The few children present, though angry, dared not speak.
The leader, who had been knocked unconscious by Su Ming's punch, was still lying on the ground and had not woken up.
Looking at these unpromising cousins, Su Ming shook his head and turned to leave.
For Su Ming, what had just happened was merely a small interlude.
Even though he was still in the body of a seven or eight-year-old child, dealing with these snot-nosed kids only required a little thought.