Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road - Chapter 828

Chapter 828: Treasures Are Endless, Yet Ones Remain Too Calm
Shen Anshuang was well aware of the situation. Who would be foolish enough to gather these seemingly random treasures found in such a suspect area? Even the dimmest of minds might sense the trap laid before them.

However, she also recognized that for some, the allure of these riches was enough to drive them to risk their lives in pursuit of a more prosperous existence. Even with the understanding of potential danger, a number of individuals would still seize the chance to acquire them.

Yet, she couldn’t shake the thought of why these individuals appeared so unfazed. Had she misjudged their circumstances, assuming they were impoverished?

Observing Shenlian Yingyue and her companions clad in simple attire made her question her initial assumptions. They wore no extravagant embellishments or costly adornments.

Who were Shenlian Yingyue and her companions? They possessed the remarkable Ethereal Small World, brimming with treasures. Why would they be so uninterested in these new trinkets?

Their choice of modest clothing and lack of ostentation wasn’t due to lack of means; rather, it stemmed from their focus on training in a challenging environment. They were not there to celebrate; thus, what need had they for fancy attire?

Their interest in the treasures found in the cave was contingent upon their mood. Above all, their master needed to concentrate on her training. A moment of impulsiveness leading them to provoke a formidable threat within the ruins could disrupt her practice.

They were content with the riches they had collected throughout the Abyssal Throne Ruin and from the demonic beings inhabiting it. While they appreciated wealth and sparkling treasures, they were not driven by greed.

Little did they know that their cautious considerations were built on a misunderstanding this time around. From the moment Shenlian Yingyue entered the Throne Hall, she had already captured the attention of a significant entity.

These treasures were, in fact, gifts from that very entity!

If Shen Anshuang could hear their inner thoughts, she would have found herself at a loss for words. She believed them to be foolish for turning away from such wealth, unaware that they already possessed it.

Unfortunately, despite her considerable power, she was unable to penetrate their thoughts until they were in close proximity to her throne.

The following day, the rain had ceased. The dampness of the earth testified to the intensity of the prior rainfall. Despite the difficulties of traversing through the muddy terrain, neither Shenlian Yingyue nor her companions voiced any complaints.

On that day, they unexpectedly came across a huge tree. This tree bore the legendary Sunpeach, adorned with one hundred luscious fruits.

The Magic Sunpeach had an extraordinary property; it only produced ten fruits every century. The fruits radiated warmth and were renowned for their ability to restore energy, akin to Spiritual Water.

While this remarkable fruit was a rarity in the universe, it was deceptively easy to cultivate. When planted in areas rich in spiritual energy, it thrived rapidly.

Immortals in the higher realms prized this fruit, using it to replenish their spiritual reserves.

Yet, in the Mortal Realm, it was nearly unheard of, leading mortals to regard it as a mythical treasure, especially given the scarcity of spiritual energy in their world.

From Shen Anshuang’s perspective, no mortal could resist the allure of such a prized fruit. She was certain that these travelers would seize the opportunity to gather these treasures.

However, her smile faltered as she watched in shock as the group only plucked a single fruit from the tree and continued on their journey, leaving the rest behind without a second glance.

Shen Anshuang: “……”

The following day, they stumbled upon an astonishing sight—a field filled with Fire Lilies.

These radiant flowers glimmered with a vibrant red glow. For cultivators daring enough to traverse the Flame Mountains or train under the searing sun, consuming a Fire Lily could shield them from heat and flame.

Considered a divine plant, the Fire Lily took a millennium to bloom.

Yet again, Shenlian Yingyue merely bent down to retrieve a solitary Fire Lily, utterly ignoring the vast expanse of glowing blooms around her.

Shen Anshuang’s eyes widened in disbelief. It was inconceivable to her. Perhaps the treasures she presented were simply not alluring enough.

In the days that followed, she introduced a plethora of wonders: Divine fruits, Mythical plants, Divine artifacts, legendary elixirs, celestial runes, supreme martial techniques, countless mythical spells, and much more.

The outcome remained unchanged. Time after time, Shenlian Yingyue would only take one item from each treasure trove.

Shen Anshuang: “…..”

She felt herself reel in confusion. At that moment, she thought she must have stumbled upon a group of ghosts.

A month later, Shenlian Yingyue and her companions came across a tree bearing Phoenix Pears, renowned for their ability to regenerate lost limbs.

There were five radiant Phoenix Pears hanging from the branches. As soon as Shenlian Yingyue plucked one from the tree, a tall and slender figure materialized before her.

The woman had a face that was strikingly ordinary, the kind that would slip from memory after just a brief glance. Her frame was gracefully slender, matching her height to that of a man. Her skin gleamed with a crystalline purity, and her hair flowed like pale winter mist.

Shenlian Yingyue felt a jolt of surprise. Despite her constant vigilance and the active probing of her divine sense to monitor the area, she had completely failed to notice the woman’s arrival.

Relief washed over her as the stranger made no hostile moves; the implications of an attack would have been dire for her ambitions of strength and growth.

“Senior, I apologize for my lack of awareness regarding your presence,” she said, clasping her hands and bowing deeply in respect.

The others in her party eyed the woman suspiciously, showing no inclination to bow or demonstrate any form of deference.

Yet, the newcomer seemed unconcerned with anyone else’s reaction, focusing solely on Shenlian Yingyue.

“Senior? I am merely a humble demonic creature, fortunate enough to have survived the calamity that felled the previous Demon Emperor,” she replied, shaking her head.

Skepticism flickered in the eyes of Shenlian Yingyue and her companions, yet no one voiced their doubts.

“I have been observing you for several days now, and I wonder why you choose to take only one treasure from each location. You encounter Mythical fruits, Heaven-grade martial arts, Divine artifacts, and Mythical pills, and yet you refrain from claiming them all,” the woman inquired, her voice tinged with genuine curiosity.

Detecting no ill intent from the woman, only sincere perplexity, Shenlian Yingyue answered honestly, “Because one cannot afford to be overly greedy.”

She chose not to elaborate further, sensing that if she were to hoard every treasure before her, she would inevitably invite unimaginable consequences upon herself.