Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying

The red in Yang Fu’s eyes faded away.

He had completely memorized the Soul Fire of the Wood Charm Sect cultivator just now. As long as the other party was still in the Dragon God Immortal Palace, he would be able to find him.

’You’er and I have a limit to our treasure-hunting speed, we need more people to help us...’

’The old ancestor’s pig-raising strategy is very suitable for the current situation.’

This was something that Yang Fu and Yang Qiangyou knew, but the two Dragon Spirits following them didn’t understand.

The White Dragon Spirit looked perplexed: "Why did you intentionally let him go?"

Even if Yang Fu didn’t attack, the White Dragon could also employ the Dragon Clan Secret Method to detain him.

As the White Dragon Spirit with the highest contribution reward, he could offer the combat power of a peak Foundation Establishment Stage Dragon Clan member!

The Black Dragon Spirit possessed some skills that could cause significant disruption to enemies. Not to mention Yang Fu, even if both of them made a move, it would be difficult for that person to escape.

Yang Fu’s lips curled into a slight smile.

"No matter, he is more valuable alive than dead..."

Although the two Dragon Spirits didn’t understand, they felt it was impressive, and they communicated in Secret Language.

"It seems the Human Clan is utilizing their most powerful talents..."

"What talents did they use? I didn’t see anything!"

"Use your brain."

"Oh~~~"

Yang Qiangyou took two steps forward, feeling that there was something off about the location where that person appeared.

He stomped forcefully on a slightly damaged section of the palace’s outer wall.

Boom!

A pale-yellow brick collapsed, revealing a large hollow space within which a sealed treasure lay hidden.

Yang Qiangyou immediately smiled.

"I felt that person discovered something when he was around here."

"Strong!"

Yang Fu gave a thumbs up.

Yang Qiangyou always managed to notice details that he himself had missed, whether it was Talent or luck.

In any case, it seemed incredibly natural.

Information about the sealed treasure was inscribed on the base beneath it.

[Protective Daoist Robe]

[Grade: Low Grade Treasure]

[A Defensive Treasure, capable of storing Spiritual Power, comprehensively protecting the wearer.]

[Sale price: 4 gemstones (Privilege price: 2 gemstones)]

A Treasure that covered the entire body seemed quite ordinary. Over the years, Yang Fu had also bought two Treasure-grade protective vestments, but he was not able to bring them in, keeping them in his storage ring instead.

Now, after they entered, all vestment robes with Mana had been left outside, and they only had a simple Daoist robe that could barely cover the body, offering no protection.

"2 gemstones for a Low Grade Treasure..."

Yang Fu was pondering.

He wasn’t considering it for his own use, but for Yang Qiangyou.

Before coming in, Uncle Guo had prepared a meal for everyone that could resist a hundred attacks from Foundation Establishment cultivators.

These Foundation Establishment Stage Disciples, once they landed, wouldn’t be in danger just relying on Uncle Guo’s meal.

But... Uncle Guo’s meal had a time limit. Even without being attacked, the Spiritual Power was slowly dissipating.

It could last at most one month before it would disappear.

"You’er is after all weak and more prone to danger. If he had an extra Treasure vestment robe for protection, I could be more at ease..."

Yang Fu was not afraid of being unable to defeat others, but he feared being unaware of the opponent’s tactics, suffering an unexpected loss, and putting Yang Qiangyou at risk.

"2 gemstones... not expensive."

Upon seeing this, Yang Qiangyou thought for a moment and asked, "Father, are you considering buying it for me?"

"Exactly."

"There’s no need! At least until I’ve depleted the Spiritual Power Shield from Uncle Guo, there’s no need to think about it. Besides, what if we can meet Uncle Guo, right?"

"The Dragon God Immortal Palace is so vast, it won’t be easy to encounter him! But... you do have a point. We can wait to exchange for it when your Spiritual Power Shield is about to vanish. Let’s hide this item for now!"

"Hm."

The father and son duo carefully resealed the treasure and continued on their journey... gathering gemstones.

Small treasures worth a few gemstones were the most numerous.

The two came across many but resisted the urge to exchange them.

At least for now, there was no need.

On the treasure-hunting path, Yang Fu encountered two more Wood Charm Sect Foundation Establishment cultivators, deliberately letting them go and then memorizing their Souls.

Three paths converged in Yang Fu’s gaze.

"Keep hunting treasures for me..."

Yang Fu and Yang Qiangyou continued walking in the Dragon God Immortal Palace, gradually leaving the initial palace and heading into a side hall, which seemed rather decrepit, devoid of that jewel-encrusted splendor.

Yang Fu’s eyes focused slightly.

"When things are abnormal, there must be demons at work... be careful."

"Hmm."

The father and son moved forward cautiously, intending to find a few shadows of myriad clans who couldn’t keep hold of their gemstones...

Under a withered tree in the side hall, two blurry figures were playing chess.

"Huh? The shadows of myriad clans have recreational activities?"

Yang Fu asked Little White Dragon with some surprise.

As a privilege, Little White Dragon knew many additional information.

"The Immortal Palace is filled with countless mechanisms, shadows of myriad clans... Do you know why they are called ’shadows of myriad clans’?"

"Because there are ten thousand clans gathered here?"

"Correct, but have you noticed anything strange about the shadows of myriad clans you’ve encountered before?"

"Strange?"

Upon hearing Little White Dragon’s words, Yang Fu began to recall the shadows of myriad clans he had encountered or merely observed in passing.

Different clans each had their unique abilities... their strength was about the same as that of ordinary cultivators of the same Stage, but they were quite a bit weaker than the brothers and sisters of the Earth Spirit Pavilion...

"Well... there doesn’t seem to be anything strange, just some less common clans from other races, perhaps now their people or heritage are lost?"

Yang Fu truly hadn’t noticed anything peculiar.

The White Dragon Spirit smiled.

"The Human Clan... even after so many years, you remain the same, arrogant!"