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In the ancient times, there were many sects and clans on the Ancient Desolation Continent. If the clans couldn't allocate the resources effectively, there would be endless conflicts. At the same time, because the gaps between the three races were difficult to overcome, the entire continent was filled with smoke. This situation continued all the way until the ancient world collapsed. There was no one controlling the flying passageway. Due to the opening of the World Gate, the immortals had secretly descended into the lower realms. Because of this, the spiritual energy became denser, causing countless experts to appear. The fights between these experts over resources had turned dark, and the sun and moon had lost their luster. Countless Immortals had perished, and countless sects had been destroyed. Thus, it was turned into a "Great War of the Falling Immortals" by future generations.

There were endless mountains and rivers as far as the eye could see. The roars of beasts could be heard incessantly from the depths of the mountain, causing everyone to feel a chill as they listened. However, in a mountain path surrounded by ancient trees, a skinny youth carried a basket on his back. Within the basket were all kinds of herbs and he seemed very satisfied. He mumbled to himself, "This time, I must give mother a surprise."

This was called Blood Lingzhi, it had the effect of replenishing qi and blood, and it could even extend one's lifespan if they were older. After glancing at it, he carefully wrapped it back, placed it in his bosom, and unconsciously lifted his elbow to wipe the mud from his chin.

The young man's name was Yang Fan, from a family in Hu Village. He heard that his mother had studied medicine when she was young, so he opened a clinic in the village to treat some of the small illnesses in the village. His livelihood was taken into consideration, and Yang Fan had always been sensible since he was young, so it was normal for him to learn from his mother.

His father had not returned since he was ten years old. According to what the villagers said, he had met a ninth level demonic beast during the hunt and died outside, leaving behind only a sword manual, a black iron sword, and a pearl. The villagers said that he was a cultivator of the eighth level of the Postnatal realm, and a disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect. However, they had never flaunted his strength, and had instead given help to others, so even if their father was no longer around, the villagers did not have any cold jokes or hot jokes. Most of them took care of him.

Walking out of the dark forest, he saw a small village walking into the entrance of the village.

Hey, Yang Fan is back. He went to the Misty Dragon Mountain Range again!" "That's right, in the entire village, only a child like you would dare to go pick herbs. Bold children like you are truly rare, even adults rarely go. That cow kid in my village may be stronger than you, but he doesn't have as much guts as you do." "When a middle-aged woman with a huge physique saw Yang Fan, she sputtered a string of words as he dodged to the left and right.

Yang Fan gave a silly smile and scratched his head. "Aunty Niu, my mother must be worried. I'll head back first." He didn't forget to wave his hand as he ran.

"This child ?"

When Yang Fan arrived at the entrance of the house, he saw a woman in plain clothes hurrying back and forth. She was Yang Fan's mother, Ying Susu. When she saw Yang Fan, she felt relieved.

Yang Fan saw his mother leaning on the door and knew that she had been waiting for a long time. "Mother, your son has made you worry again."

"Child, do you still have a mother in your eyes? Even if you don't listen to advice, if you grow up, you won't listen to your mother's words. As long as I'm not dead, I'll still have to care about you." He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Mother, aren't I fine? Besides, I'm only at the periphery, so there won't be any big problems. As he spoke, he jumped up and made a strange gesture.

"Pu ci" Ying Luo Niang couldn't help but to laugh at her son's weird actions. She straightened her face and said, "Mother knows you're too bored. I can't control it."

"How could that be? No matter how long Fan'er is, he will still listen to his mother." The word was long.

"Alright, alright, I knew that I won't win against you. Look at how dirty your face is!" Ying Susu's heart softened as she touched Yang Fan's face with a pained expression.

"Hehe, I knew mom was the best."

"Come in, it's already dark. What good things have mother prepared for you?"

"Oh, right. Mom, quickly come in. Fan'er is going to give you a surprise." As he spoke, he used his hands to rub at the corner of his clothes before pushing Ying Susu into the room.

"What!?" So divine and secretive. If you have something to say, you can't say it outside. "

Yang Fan grinned, "We'll talk about it when we get to the inner room."

After entering the house, Yang Fan took out a package from his pocket and slowly opened it, saying, "Mother, take a look."

"Eh?" Ying Susu's mother covered her mouth and revealed a surprised expression. She said, "This is ? this is a Blood Lingzhi."

Yang Fan gave a light grunt and scratched his head, "I just don't know how old he is. If only he had been a little longer, then I wouldn't have wasted my time on that Zhou Xuan demon beast ?" As he spoke, his voice became softer and softer.

"Uh, what did you say?"

"No, it's nothing. Mom, quickly take a look at this Blood Lingzhi's age." As he spoke, he handed the paper over.

Ying Susu took it from Yang Fan's hands and looked it over before saying, "From this appearance, the color is dark red, probably around 500 years."

"Wow, it's released."

Ying Susu's mother rolled her eyes at Yang Fan, "Have I finished speaking? "That's just from the surface, but it's only two and a half laps from the top, so it's only a little more than two hundred years. Maybe the environment is a little better, but it's good enough."

"Oh." Yang Fan's excitement had clearly died down.

Holding the Blood Lingzhi, Ying Susu suddenly thought of something, "Have you gone to the depths of the Misty Dragon Mountain Range?" Then, she heard a whimper, "Your father is still missing even now. If, if something were to happen to you, how are you going to live by yourself?"

Yang Fan looked at Ying Susu's face that was about to rain and immediately panicked. He was so busy that he said, "No, no, it's just that I was lucky enough to find it on the outskirts."

"Really!"

"Mm, it's true. It's even more real than true essence stones."

Source stones were one of the items that the cultivators of the Profound Heaven Continent absorbed their spirit energy and was also one of the currency used to trade. Dividing true and false Source Stones into true and false Source Stones mainly depended on how many pieces of impurities were contained within them. Generally, pure Source Stones would be completely absorbed during cultivation and the quality would be different.

"Alright, Mom trusts you." Seeing her son in such a flustered state, she could not bear to see him like this ?

"I knew Mom wouldn't lower herself to my level."

"You stinking brat, you only know how to make a scene with your mother. You know your mother loves you dearly, yet you still don't allow me to relax."

As he said this, he flicked Yang Fan's head

"Ouch, it hurts!" Saying that, he touched the spot where the bullet hit ?

"Let's see if you still dare to do this next time." Although he clearly knew that this wasn't the first time Yang Fan had done this, he still couldn't help but beat him up. This way, he could be more careful.

Yang Fan muttered to himself, "How could I have such good luck? Would I tell you that I snatched it from a Rank 5 Demonic Beast?"