Chapter 45: Chapter 43: Treasure "Of course." Qin Jin’s voice was calm yet carried a sense of determination. Since he’s already involved, he will strive to the end and become the ultimate winner. This has always been Qin Jin’s creed. Chu Tianyi nodded in satisfaction. "This Chosen One event is the biggest event since this Mining Star was discovered by the Federation." "In the five survival zones of Mining Star, there is a chance for outstanding local figures and Martial Arts talents to emerge." "But relatively speaking, your main opponents are the Noble Family children participating in this competition." Upon hearing this, Qin Jin’s expression showed no surprise. Chu Tianyi’s eyes narrowed as he turned back and looked out at the wilderness through the porthole. "For thousands of years, the Federation’s exploration of the Star Sea has been ongoing, and the Star Sea contains countless treasures, which have given rise to many forces worthy of being called Noble Families." "This time, more than a dozen Noble Families are participating in the Chosen One event." "Years ago, I advised Yan Gaoyuan, and naturally, these Noble Families are willing to let their direct bloodline be born on this Mining Star." "With the Federation overseeing, basic fairness is maintained, and since their ancestors choose to let them be New Life born on Mining Star, they won’t get additional help before the restrictions are lifted." "In terms of talent, you are worthy of being called a true Celestial Pride, not inferior to anyone." "However, the legacy of the Noble Families runs deep, so if you confront them, be cautious of the hidden cards they may possess." Upon hearing this, Qin Jin nodded, saying, "I understand." Inside the higher-ups. Chu Tianyi gave detailed advice. After a conversation, Qin Jin left. Within the base, the young members of the Martial Arts Family were increasingly reduced in number. This competition that resembles breeding insects, combined with ample resources, allows these youths to grow rapidly in a short period. From the lifting of restrictions to the birthing of the Star God, within Mining Star, countless people are in a state of full sprint. Qin Jin left the base and returned to Xinyang District. Just as he was about to head to the warehouse, his wristwatch vibrated, receiving new information. Qin Jin tapped open the wristwatch and browsed the information, raising his eyebrows slightly. The information was from Zhong Yi of Wuyuan Academy. ... Great Wilderness. Spirit Spring Tribe. Ding Yang and Qi Ze were extremely patient. After the former Sacrificial Spirit of Spirit Spring Tribe, Sanxuan, had left, they purposely waited for a while. Only after confirming the other party had gone far did they show themselves. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂 With other members placed in distant lookout positions, Ding Yang and Qi Ze approached the Spiritual Spring together. Upon approaching the Spiritual Spring, before touching the water, Ding Yang and Qi Ze exchanged a glance and saw the tremor in each other’s eyes. They had both practiced the Breathing Technique. As they neared the spring water, they clearly sensed their Life Energy being stirred, becoming increasingly active. "If this spring water can assist the clansmen in cultivating the Breathing Technique, its value would far exceed our initial expectations!" Qi Ze’s tone was somewhat excited. "Let’s confirm the situation first." Ding Yang said in a deep voice. The two walked to the side of the spring. As the foundation of Spirit Spring Tribe’s rise, the area around the Spiritual Spring used to be built with stones, with peculiar patterns engraved atop the stones, creating a unique landscape within the tribe. However. After the wantonness of the Ancient Relic Species, everything was destroyed, and now the area around the Spiritual Spring appeared dilapidated. The two approached and exchanged a glance; Qi Ze nodded slightly, and soft light emanated from the Treasure Skill pattern on his left chest, a gentle wind enveloped him. He leaped and dove into the spring. The Spiritual Spring rippled. The gentle wind surrounding his Physique became a shield, isolating the spring water as Qi Ze swam below. What he awakened was precisely the Wind Attribute Treasure Skill. On the shore. While Ding Yang was on guard, he waited quietly. After about ten breaths. The previously calm surface of the Spiritual Spring abruptly rippled. As the ripples spread, Ding Yang furrowed his brow. Upon approaching the spring, his Life Energy became extremely active, being stirred. But now, that sensation of stirring vanished, and Life Energy resumed its calm. He fixed his gaze on the rippling water surface, energy accumulating, the Treasure Skill pattern on his body emitting a faint light, already prepared to act if necessary. After another dozen breaths. Feeling somewhat impatient, Ding Yang was about to actively investigate when amidst the water’s movements, Qi Ze suddenly rose, swimming quickly to the edge of the spring, surrounded by wind without getting wet. Seeing this, Ding Yang reached out and pulled him up. Simultaneously... He saw Qi Ze’s other hand tightly holding a piece of something. "How did it go?" Ding Yang asked aloud. "Big discovery!" Qi Ze’s expression was serious as he handed the object in his hand to him. It was a fragment approximately a foot long and wide, in a bronze shade, resembling a remnant of a large cauldron or similar artifact, engraved with exquisite patterns, seeming to depict fish and birds playing, though the fragment was limited in size and incomplete. Most importantly... This Bronze Fragment was emitting a soft glow. Ding Yang took the fragment. At the moment he held it, his Life Energy reached its peak activity, rampaging inside his Physique. "What is this?!" Ding Yang showed a shocked expression, handing the fragment back to Qi Ze, then bent down to cup the spring water and drink it. He closed his eyes slightly. "The special feeling of drinking this spring water has significantly diminished." Ding Yang muttered, looking at the fragment in Qi Ze’s hand: "This fragment... is the source of the Spiritual Spring?" "That’s right." Qi Ze nodded, his tone filled with excitement: "Although the area of the Spiritual Spring is small, it is not shallow below. After deep diving to find the springhead, I saw this fragment deliberately placed above the springhead." "You know the sensation of touching it." "No wonder." Ding Yang thought to himself: "No wonder only the tribe leader and a few Priests could approach the former Spiritual Spring." "They probably knew the secret of the Spiritual Spring and feared others would discover it, so they made arrangements." His gaze fell on the fragment, Ding Yang’s expression becoming solemn: "We must quickly return to the tribe and hand it to Lord Sacrificial Spirit." "This fragment could create an extra Spiritual Spring in the tribe; it seems to also aid in practicing the Breathing Technique." "With its assistance, the tribe can thrive quickly." "Let’s go." "Head back now!" As he spoke, his tone became decisive, his palm placed at his mouth making a bird-like call, summoning the tribesmen on lookout outside swiftly to approach. Beside him. Qi Ze’s excitement subdued, observing his actions, taking the situation seriously, and after a moment’s silence, he spoke up: "Ding Yang, this was once the treasured artifact of Spirit Spring Tribe, you..." "Spirit Spring Tribe is gone." Ding Yang turned back to him: "When the Sacrificial Spirit abandoned us, the fate of Spirit Spring Tribe was already sealed." "Now, I have joined the Sacrificial Fire Tribe." "This thing naturally must be taken back." "Under its influence, the spring water now has an extraordinary effect. If staying here, it might help Sanxuan recover from his injuries someday." With this, his fist tightened slightly, looking into the distance: "Such enemy-empowering acts must never be done." "If not for joining the Sacrificial Fire Tribe, I never imagined a Lord Sacrificial Spirit would willingly pass on the Cultivation Technique." "I now have a path for improvement, and someday, I will personally cut down that fellow." ... Xinyang District. Qin Jin made his way back, looking towards his residence, and from afar, he saw a gorgeous figure standing outside the door. It was Zhong Yi. She was casually dressed, leaning against the door, her hands crossed, and she was resting her eyes. Qin Jin approached her. As the sound of his footsteps fell, Zhong Yi opened her eyes, looking at Qin Jin, ready to say something. But at that moment. Her gaze suddenly focused, the words she had prepared abruptly halted. She earnestly inspected Qin Jin for several seconds, then with some disbelief said: "You..." "You’ve Condensed Intent?!"