C70 The Harvest Was Plentiful

The pitch-black cave extended into the distance, and the faint light at the end was faintly discernible. Zuo Feng couldn't help but feel a tinge of joy when he saw the light, and he couldn't help but speed up his footsteps.

Although it did not appear far away, it was not very close. Moreover, he was very depressed about it. From a distance, because the entire environment was shrouded in darkness, he did not realize that this was a steep slope that was slowly tilting upwards.

But if he thought about it carefully, this was within reason. He had fallen from the trap over there. Judging from the time he fell, he must have fallen from hundreds of feet high. It was very normal for the secret chamber to be underground. However, if the secret chamber was built hundreds of feet underground, it would not make sense.

Excavating a secret chamber in such a deep place would take a lot of time. Moreover, it would take a lot of time to enter and leave the chamber, so it was more reasonable to set up the chamber not too far from the ground.

From the looks of it, the existence of this steep slope was very normal. However, every time Zuo Feng took a step up, he felt a tearing pain in his thigh. He tried his best to focus on observing his surroundings. If he had any other tricks up his sleeve, it would be difficult for him to be as lucky as last time.

He was getting closer and closer to the bright cave entrance. The slippery cave entrance made it extremely difficult for him to walk. Zuo Feng walked for almost two hours before he finally finished his steep journey.

The hole in front of him was a lot different from the one he had just fallen into. This hole was clearly man-made, and the place he had landed in looked like a natural cave instead. Zuo Feng wasn't too interested in these things. After all, this place had already been occupied by bandits before he was born. So it wasn't strange for there to be a natural cave like this one.

After walking into the cave, he realized that he was in a corridor. There were a few Spirit Stones on the walls of the corridor, and the light that Zuo Feng saw was coming from them.

Zuo Feng had only heard of this stone before, but because it was so valuable, he had never seen it with his own eyes. At this moment, he carefully looked at the wall. Every few feet, there would be an emerald stone the size of an adult's eye engraved into the wall. Zuo Feng had heard that this Spiritual Light Stone was also divided into different grades. The higher grade it was, the brighter it emitted, and the lighter in color.

The emerald green Spirit Stones in front of him should be considered the lowest grade of Spirit Stones. However, even if it was the lowest grade Spirit Stones, it would still be enough to last the entire village and the entire village for more than half a year.

Thinking of this, Zuo Feng took out his dagger and carefully dug out the Spirit Stone from the wall. The corridor wasn't too long, and there were only a total of five Spirit Stones. He kept one of them in his hand for lighting, while he kept the other Spirit Stones in his pocket.

Raising the Spirit Stone in his hand in front of his face would illuminate a distance of about ten meters. Although it was not as fierce as the light from a torch, these Spirit Stones were easy to carry and did not need to fear the rain. Furthermore, they would not need to be changed frequently like a torch for a long time.

At this moment, Zuo Feng was looking forward to the items stored here even more. A bandit's nest was actually illuminated with such a precious Spirit Stone, so the items stored inside should be even more precious.

On one side of the corridor were rough stone walls and on the other side were three heavy stone doors. Judging from the material of the doors, they seemed to be made of the same material as the surrounding stone walls.

Zuo Feng looked carefully and found that this stone door did not have any locking devices. However, the stone door was extremely heavy. If one wanted to push it open, one did not have the strength to do so. One could only look at the door and sigh.

He tried using all the strength he had in his body to push the stone door, but it only trembled slightly. Zuo Feng tried pushing the door open again with all his might, and his leg immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain. Zuo Feng didn't dare to push on the door again. If he tore open the recently sewn wound, not only would he be unable to recover within a short period of time, he might also have hidden, difficult injuries on his leg.

After giving up on using brute force to open the stone door, Zuo Feng looked around the corridor to see if there was any mechanism that could easily open the stone door. Only after searching for a long time did he confirm one thing. The master of this place should have used pure power to push open the stone door every time he came to this secret room.

After a fruitless investigation, Zuo Feng returned to the first stone door and sat down on the ground. However, he was not willing to leave just like that. It was unknown how much danger he had taken this night. He had almost lost his life in the previous trap, all for the sake of this secret location. When he was really here, he was blocked by this damn stone door. He couldn't just sit there and wait for the injury on his leg to recover.

He shook his head and sighed. He suppressed the reluctance in his heart and got up to find a way out. At this moment, his heart suddenly moved. He touched a hard object on his lower leg. When he pulled it out, he could see by the dim light of the Spirit Stones that it was a short, completely black blade.

Just as Zuofeng was about to leave, the short knife in his calf nudged his ankle. Only now did Zuo Feng suddenly remember that he still had such a sturdy short blade. In that case, there was still a method that he had not tried out before.

Zuo Feng forcefully inserted the thin part of his short blade into the crack on the stone door. This time, he did not dare to push open the door like he did just now. Instead, he just sat on the ground, using his buttocks as a point of exertion and support. His left hand pressed against the stone door and slightly pushed forward.

The two powers seemed to have different directions, but when used on the stone door in front of them, they gathered together to form a force that was pushed inwards. This time, the stone door trembled slightly before slowly opening with a series of ear-piercing "ka ka" sounds.

What made Zuo Feng relieved was that the stone door didn't have a self-closing mechanism, so he didn't need to worry about it automatically closing after he pushed it open.

The stone door slowly opened and the scenery inside gradually entered his vision. Actually, he didn't even need to use his eyes to look. He only needed to use his nose to do so.

Zuo Feng was unable to practice body tempering that year, so all of his time was spent on refining medicine. At this moment, the familiar smell of medicinal herbs assaulted his nose, causing him to shudder in excitement.

Medicinal ingredients were extremely useful regardless of when and where they were used. Regardless of whether one used them or went to the auction house in the market, they would be exchanged for a large amount of money. There was only one light stone in this stone room. By relying on the dim light, he could roughly see that there were four large cabinets.

The large cabinets were made from the extremely high moisture proof Golden Silk Greenwood. In this kind of heavily humid underground, not only could it isolate moisture, but it could also maintain a certain temperature, allowing the medicinal effects to always maintain the best effect. Zuo Feng drooled upon seeing this. He wished that he could move the medicine cabinet along with the herbs inside.

He looked at the cabinets one by one. Some of the cheaper herbs were left outside. When Zuo Feng opened the door, he could smell these cheap herbs. Now that he saw all the good herbs in the cupboard, how could he care about those unsightly ones?

After pondering for a moment, Zuo Feng took out his black dagger again and picked a few boxes. Then he cut off a few pieces of wood and in a few strokes he made five large wooden boxes. He placed the precious herbs in the cabinets into five large wooden boxes he made and tied them to his waist with a piece of cloth.

After doing all this, Zuo Feng let out a sigh of satisfaction. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at the Spirit Light Stone on the wall. As he said that, he picked up the Spirit Light Stone from the wall and kept it in his pocket. Only then did he leave the stone room in satisfaction.

When he walked out of the door, Zuo Feng was still looking at the stone door with a puzzled expression. He couldn't figure out how the owner of this secret room had closed the stone door, but now was not the time for him to study these things.

He then went to the door of the second stone chamber. He sat down on the ground and took out his dagger, and began to push and pry for a long time before he finally opened the stone chamber. This time, after the stone door was slightly ajar, there was no fragrance of any medicinal herbs. Instead, a slightly musty smell came out.

Zuo Feng's heart couldn't help but sink. He was still cursing in his heart: "This group of people won't just let the herbs rot, right? Then they really should all be dragged out and cut them down."

Just as he was thinking about how the door would open wider and wider, he was able to see everything inside the room. Inside the room, a Spirit Light Stone was emitting a faint light. There were also four sets of large cabinets, but these four sets of large cabinets were used to store the books on the shelves.

Zuo Feng's eyes lit up when he saw the shelves full of books. He could already guess what the books on the bookshelf were. Arriving at the first bookshelf, he casually picked up a book. Staring at it, he saw that it was shockingly written on top of it was "Medial Grade Refining Body Technique", followed by a small line of words: "Cultivators can go from the Body Strengthening Stage to the later stage of Bone Refinement."

He frowned slightly. It was not because this book was bad, but because this book was somewhat useless against Zuo Feng. However, this level of book would probably cause many martial artists to break out of their competition. After all, body refining techniques that allowed one to cultivate from body strengthening to the late Bone Refining stage was not common in the market.

'Usually, even if there's one, they would leave it for their own juniors to cultivate with. No matter what, they can give the youngsters in the village one more option.

Thinking like this, Zuo Feng flipped through a few more books on this shelf and found that they were all Refinement Stage techniques. There were no Refinement Stage books, so he walked over to the next bookshelf. Casually taking out a book, the words on it were already somewhat blurry, but he could still make out the words' Intermediate Rank 5 long sword martial skill, Wave Breaking Slash '.

After putting it back, he took another book and read "Medial Grade Eight Twin Whip Martial Technique, Sixteen Styles of Spirit Serpent". After understanding the type of books on this shelf, he did not linger to look through the remaining two. He had a rough understanding of the books in this stone room.

The first shelf was the body tempering technique, the second shelf was the martial arts, the third shelf contained some cultivation experiences, and the third shelf contained some rumors from the mainland. Although the collection of books in this stone chamber wasn't considered priceless, it was comparable to the medicinal ingredients in the adjacent stone chamber.

After carefully searching through the third group of bookshelves, he really did let Zuo Feng find a book with the experience of a beginner drug refiner. Among them, there were a few formulas recorded.

At the same time as Zuo Feng felt happy, his mind flew to the last stone room.