Deep within the ancient cave, treasures glowed in abundance, their divine radiance shimmering like celestial mist. Piles upon piles of rare and heavenly materials lay scattered about.
“What is this? Could it be… that legendary soil?” The little rabbit’s voice trembled, her fingers fumbling as she reached toward an earthenware basin.
The basin, made of clay and not particularly large, bore a faint purple hue. The soil within was extraordinary—granular like sand, each particle crystalline, exuding wisps of mist.
This was the essence of heaven and earth, though it wasn’t emanating from the soil itself. Instead, it was gathering from all directions, seeping into the sand-like earth, making it shimmer with iridescent light.
The group crowded around, puzzled by the little rabbit’s excitement. None of them recognized what this was.
She extended a delicate hand into the soil, sensing it carefully. In an instant, the place erupted with brilliance as the soil burst forth in a kaleidoscope of colors, illuminating her arm until it turned translucent.
“Ah!” she cried out in shock.
*Thud!*
The chubby one sprang to her rescue, kicking forward to overturn the basin. But the little rabbit acted first—she kicked *him* away instead!
The others: “…”
Cao Yusheng grumbled indignantly, complaining that his good intentions had earned him another rabbit kick.
“This is a supreme treasure! Were you trying to destroy it for me?!” The little rabbit glared with red eyes, fierce yet unable to hide her joy.
“This is the sacred object for my future enlightenment, a rarity of the world—it’s the *Soil of All Things*!” She hugged the basin tightly, refusing to let go, as if afraid someone might snatch it from her.
The Soil of All Things was less like ordinary soil and more like the primal essence of the world, capable of nurturing all life—utterly miraculous!
Anything placed within it would remain uncorrupted, as vivid as life itself.
Some even claimed it was soil meant only for burying Immortal Kings. But if immortals were eternal, how could they die? The world remained ignorant.
Legends spoke of supreme beings who, if buried in this soil for endless ages, might one day revive and return to life.
Of course, using it to cultivate living plants and herbs yielded even greater effects!
According to some ancient bone scriptures, planting medicinal herbs in it was almost a waste of its potential.
Yet, the little rabbit had precisely that in mind. She sought the path of nature, planting all manner of exotic flora, for the Soil of All Things could nurture “spirits of matter”—the innate spirituality of all things.
The soil had other wondrous uses as well. For instance, if a batch of elixirs felt incomplete, burying them in it might, after some time, perfect them into flawless treasures.
In short, this thing defied the heavens.
Yet, it was never seen in reality, only recorded in ancient bone scriptures.
“Truly befitting an ancient freak, to discover and hoard something like this,” Qing Yi marveled. Jun Dao’s collection was beyond rich.
The others nodded in agreement.
Ancient freaks were not only bestowed with divine treasures by their sects but had also once been the protagonists of their eras, amassing “heavenly hoards” of staggering proportions.
“Even richer than the inheritor of the Immortal Palace—unimaginable!” Even Shi Hao was impressed.
“Can I have it?” the little rabbit asked softly, her large eyes blinking pitifully as she clung to the basin.
“It’s yours,” Shi Hao said with a wave. Though miraculous and precious, the Soil of All Things held little practical use for him.
If he ever needed it in the future, he could always borrow it from her—after all, she was one of their own.
“Wonderful!” The little rabbit leaped with joy, nearly planting another kiss on Shi Hao. Qing Yi swiftly pulled her back with a snow-white arm.
“Ah, almost got taken advantage of again. Thanks, Sister Qing Yi.”
“Hey, the saliva from earlier hasn’t even dried yet. Not planning to take it back?” Shi Hao teased shamelessly.
“Drop dead!”
*Crunch, crunch…*
An unpleasant sound came from afar. The group turned to see the Divine Striking Stone hiding in a corner, sneakily munching on something.
Shi Hao recognized it instantly and widened his eyes, lunging forward. “You wasteful little—!”
It was a Phoenix-Patterned Stone, its surface adorned with intricate markings resembling a dormant true phoenix, exuding an aura of the Great Dao—mystical beyond measure.
He had once obtained a small piece in the lower realm, fusing it into his Indestructible Golden Battle Armor, elevating its grade and restoring its power. It had played a crucial role during the descent of the Seven Gods.
This was a supreme mystical stone, capable of evolving and transforming treasures when fused into them—utterly astonishing.
And here was another piece, only to be… *eaten* by the Divine Striking Stone!
“I’m destined to become a supreme treasure… Eating this will help me evolve too. It’s not a waste!” the stone mumbled through a full mouth.
Seeing Shi Hao trying to snatch it away, it sprouted a pair of stony arms, covering its mouth as it protested, “Don’t take it! Once I evolve, I’ll take that step too—cultivate an immortal aura! Then I won’t just strike gods, I’ll strike immortals too!”
“You’re a treasure artifact, yet you dream of taking that step…” The others were speechless, dismissing its nonsense. But there was nothing to be done—the thing was already eaten.
“Search carefully. Don’t miss anything,” Cao Yusheng said.
The collections of ancient freaks were beyond astonishing. Any oversight might mean missing an incredible opportunity.
In the end, they departed with Returning with a full harvest, their hearts brimming with joy.
Outside, unrest brewed. News of Shi Hao slaying the Fallen God’s Child and pursuing Jun Dao spread across minor realms, stirring great waves.
In a tranquil land, spiritual mist curled lazily, veiling the air in a dreamy haze.
“I must work harder too—seclude myself to comprehend the Dao and take that step!” declared the chubby Cao Yusheng.
Before him lay piles of bone scriptures—records of ancient sages’ insights and chapters on lethal formations, all glowing faintly. Each was a rare and priceless treasure.
These were enough to make anyone envious, for they were the secret classics of the most formidable orthodoxies of the upper realm.
The collections of Di Chong, the Fallen God’s Child, and Jun Dao—hailing from the Immortal Palace, Fallen God Ridge, and Jun Tian Realm respectively—were all gathered here.
A single scripture from any of these sects would cause a sensation if leaked. Yet now, every secret manual they carried was laid out in three towering piles—each of earth-shattering significance!
The three great orthodoxies had poured endless effort into helping them break through that final step. These were the crystallized wisdom of their predecessors, brimming with profound truths of the Great Dao.
Qing Yi and the little rabbit pored over them, entranced. The classics of the three sects, the insights of sages—their value was immeasurable.
Moreover, many of the bone scriptures gleamed brilliantly, recording the secrets of ancient geniuses and their perspectives on taking that step. Reading them was like a sudden enlightenment.
“I’m more convinced than ever of my path—the Dao of Nature. I *will* succeed,” the little rabbit cheered herself on, clenching her tiny fists. Then, blinking her large eyes at Shi Hao, she pleaded, “You have so many sacred herbs and semi-divine fruits… Can I plant them all? I promise not to ruin them—just a tiny bite from each at most.”
She wanted to cultivate myriad plants, to grasp the mysteries of nature.
“Fine,” Shi Hao agreed with a smile. Then, retrieving the roots of the Void Heaven Divine Vine, he added, “Plant this in the Soil of All Things.”
“A divine herb?!” The little rabbit gasped, her face breaking into a radiant smile as she rolled on the grass.
The Void Heaven Divine Vine initially panicked, ready to flee. But upon seeing the Soil of All Things, it lunged in and refused to leave, clinging stubbornly.
Qing Yi sighed softly. After perusing the bone scriptures and the sages’ insights, she frowned, lost in thought.
“What’s wrong?” Shi Hao asked.
Dressed in snow-white robes, her hair flowing like silk, Qing Yi’s flawless beauty resembled a sculpture of pristine jade. Yet now, a shadow of worry crossed her face. “I must leave for a time… to settle things with *her*.”
The others paused, then understood—she meant her true self.
“I’ll help you,” Shi Hao offered.
“You can’t,” Qing Yi shook her head. To take that step, she needed to achieve true unity. After reading the sages’ scriptures, she was certain—she had to resolve things with her true self.
“Sister Qing Yi, is your true self very strong? Let Shi Hao suppress and subdue her!” the little rabbit suggested mischievously.
“Go away!” Qing Yi flicked her forehead with a slender finger.
“Don’t worry. With the Blue Moon Flame, I can protect myself against anyone,” Qing Yi assured them.
“But…” Shi Hao frowned.
“This is something I must resolve myself. After all, she *is* another me, not some external enemy,” Qing Yi said firmly.
“Well then, it seems we all have our own paths to tread. I’m heading to the ‘Array World’ to comprehend myriad formations—I *will* take that final step!” Cao Yusheng declared with rare solemnity. Then, eyeing the Divine Striking Stone, he asked, “Want to come with me?”
“No! I’ve eaten Chaos Stones, Phoenix-Patterned Stones, and Destiny Stones. Next, I want World Stones and Heaven-Defect Stones! I’ll prove my Dao through stones—I’m not far from that step!” the stone proclaimed righteously.
The others ignored it outright.
“Ah, speaking of eating, I’m hungry! Shi Hao, didn’t you have lots of delicious things? I feel like going vegetarian!” the little rabbit said.
“If you want meat, just say so!” Cao Yusheng scoffed.
“Don’t you want to go to the ‘Array World’ anymore? Should I just bury you now? Your master did say you’d end up in a mound sooner or later.”
“My master also said I’m destined to become an immortal. Being buried is just a short nap. But before that, I’ll shake the ancient and modern eras, unrivaled under heaven. So no matter what, a single immortal aura shouldn’t stop me—I *will* cultivate it!” Cao Yusheng bolstered his own confidence.
“Don’t rush off yet. First, let’s feast, then we’ll divide the immortal corpse. Cultivating near it for a while should bring surprises,” Shi Hao suggested.
“Great! I’ve been hungry forever,” the little rabbit agreed eagerly, more interested in food than the corpse.
Cao Yusheng and the Divine Striking Stone, however, gleamed with anticipation. Absorbing traces of immortal aura with mortal bodies—who knew what might happen?
Even Qing Yi’s beautiful face showed a flicker of expectation.
As for Shi Hao, he was determined to cultivate a second immortal aura. The immortal corpse’s fluctuations held transcendent significance for him.
Moreover, the light emitted by the corpse could nourish his existing immortal aura!
“Hey, buddy… Think you could help me find a World Stone, Heaven-Defect Stone, or Law Stone?” The Divine Striking Stone suddenly turned “shy,” acting coy before Shi Hao.
Shi Hao shot it a sidelong glance. “Drop the act. Put in some real work—go clean up that dragon-headed, crane-bodied monster for stewing.”
“Ugh… Fine!” The stone gnashed its teeth inwardly. Every time it saw them feasting, it seethed with envy, forced to watch helplessly.
Now, it was even being made to play chef, preparing a divine corpse brimming with energy.
For the sake of its future, it complied, dragging the massive treasure to a spirit lake to begin cleaning.
“First, let’s drink. These are the ancient freak’s collections—probably divine brews,” Shi Hao said, producing several jars of wine, all spoils of war he hadn’t yet examined.
“So fragrant!” Cao Yusheng marveled.
“I might break my vow and try some,” the little rabbit said longingly.
“Since when did you *have* a vow? You always drink the most, then start doing drunk rabbit boxing,” Cao Yusheng retorted.
The wine was extraordinary. Uncorking a jar released a divine light, its aroma seeping into their bones and souls.
“This is definitely transcendent wine!” Shi Hao declared, setting out jade cups on the grass. He poured for everyone.
“Amazing!”
The rich fragrance was overwhelming. With each sip, the wine transformed into divine mist, nourishing their flesh—true ambrosia.
“I’m dizzy… How can one cup do this?” the little rabbit swayed.
“Is this the essence of divinity? I can’t handle it either,” Cao Yusheng slurred.
Yet he still reached for more.
By the third cup, even Shi Hao felt lightheaded. The wine was potent—delicious but strong enough to intoxicate deities.
After the fourth cup, the little rabbit began performing drunken boxing, swaying adorably.
Cao Yusheng, meanwhile, sprawled on the ground, drunkenly arranging lethal formations, claiming enlightenment.
As for Shi Hao, he draped an arm around Qing Yi’s swan-like neck, clinking cups in a scene of intimate revelry.
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