CHAPTER 661: CHAPTER 529: QIANKUN PURPLE GOLD BAMBOO EMERGES

The mountain path meandered; after a good half an hour, a dense bamboo forest appeared ahead.

But from the outside, those bamboo branches and leaves were slender, the color similar to rosy clouds. Although they looked very beautiful, they were just ordinary wild purple bamboo, none appeared to be the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo.

The disciples from the Green Thunder Dao Sect went forward and rummaged through but found not a single Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo.

"Sect Leader, we’ve searched everywhere and found nothing."

Seeing this, the disciples from the Green Thunder Dao Sect were all baffled. The Sect Leader’s words were always accurate. Could it be that they were going to fail this time?

"Step aside, let me take a look."

Huang Daxian ordered his disciples to step back. His eyes suddenly changed; the pupils vanished, leaving only the white part visible, much like a fish’s eye.

That was Huang Daxian’s Yin Yang Eyes.

Under the influence of the Yin Yang Eyes, Huang Daxian’s gaze swept over inch by inch. Suddenly, his gaze landed on several bamboo shoots.

After seeing those bamboo shoots, Huang Daxian’s eyes burst with ecstasy.

"It’s them."

"Sect Leader, aren’t these just ordinary bamboo shoots from the purple bamboo?"

One disciple from the Green Thunder Dao Sect asked in confusion.

"Idiot, they may look like shoots, but in fact, they are the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo. Haven’t you noticed the faint purple misty light on these shoots?" Through Huang Daxian’s eyes, these bamboo shoots were simply golden treasures.

As time passed, the bamboo shoots made a bubbling sound and were growing slowly. The tips, which initially poked out slightly, drilled more and more out of the soil.

According to Ye Lingyue’s knowledge, among bamboos, the fastest growing were wild moso bamboos. Even for them, it would take more than a month to fully grow. However, these little bamboo shoots, only the size of stalactites, had grown over half a person tall in the span of fifteen minutes.

In this bamboo forest, there were a dozen or so Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboos.

Their thickness was roughly comparable to that of a child’s arm, the whole body clear and transparent, like the finest jade carved by a master carver, with the deep color of mulberry adorned with teardrop-shaped golden speckles. In the night, they shimmered and shone, impossibly beautiful, like a dozen court ladies of varying physiques, gracefully making an entrance and bewildering the eye and heart.

"That night, what I saw were these!" Ye Lingyue and Bo Qing looked on from the side. Seeing the shoots become Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo, Bo Qing finally came to a realization.

Truly treacherous Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo, only at specific times at night would it take bamboo form, during the day it transforms back into underground shoots.

No wonder, for so many days, groups of Martial Artists and Alchemists had entered Purple Bamboo Ridge only to leave dejected.

If not for Huang Daxian’s Yin Yang Eyes capable of detecting the purple qi, they might have come back empty-handed too.

"Sister Hei, the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo undergoes nine cycles of wilting and flourishing. After maturing, they break through the soil only nine times, and each time, they would burrow back into the ground by day. The whole process doesn’t last more than two months. If we miss this opportunity, the Purple Gold Bamboo could become concealed at any time until they resurface in the next hundred years," Long Baobao whispered to Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue planned to refine the Qiankun Bag using the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo and naturally could not stand by and watch these Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboos slip away.

She pondered in her heart whether she should rush out immediately to stop Huang Daxian and the others from chopping them down.

Bo Qing seemed to guess Ye Lingyue’s concern.

"Thirteen, don’t worry, the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo isn’t so easy to chop down. That group might not succeed," Bo Qing spoke the blunt truth. If the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo were that easy to obtain, he, as the Treasure Child, would have succeeded that day when he was feeding the mosquitoes.

There was no need to get taken advantage of by that old lecher.

"Could it be?" Ye Lingyue wondered.

While they were talking, the disciples from the Green Thunder Dao Sect had already pulled out their chopping knives, ready to cut down the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo.

The disciples of the Green Thunder Dao Sect, most of whom possessed cultivation around the Elixir Realm, danced with their machetes, creating a series of sharp blade glows.

When the blade glows slashed towards the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo, it was expected that the Purple Bamboo would break upon impact.

Who would have thought, when the blade glows struck the seemingly fragile Purple Gold Bamboo, the bamboo remained unmoved, without even a scratch, let alone being chopped.

Huang Daxian’s face showed surprise.

"Don’t use brute force, try using spiritual power."

After all, the Green Thunder Dao Sect mainly consisted of Alchemists, and the martial cultivation of these people was only sufficient for strengthening their bodies.

Hearing the Sect Leader say this, several Alchemists with higher cultivation, who were Six to Seven Rank Alchemists, stepped forward one after another.

Swoosh swoosh—

In the air, several sizable waves of spiritual power rapidly converged, creating a whirlwind that swept towards the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo Forest.

Unbeknown to them, as soon as the spiritual power was half-way there, the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo, which was flourishing and erect, suddenly began to react peculiarly.

The purple leaves rustled, and the bodies of the bamboos, like the tightened strings of a bow, transformed automatically in shape.

With only a few popping sounds, those waves of spiritual power were actually rebounded by the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo right back to their origin.

A few disciples standing too close, unable to dodge in time, were struck by the spiritual power, resulting in bloody heads, and the more severely injured ones died on the spot.

Witnessing such a scenario, Huang Daxian, who had been overjoyed upon finding the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo, suddenly had his face turn dark.

Only then did Ye Lingyue understand the meaning behind Bo Qing’s earlier words; it seems that he too had gone through a similar experience that previous night.

Attempt after attempt, and failure after failure.

The face of Huang Daxian had already turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

If this continued until dawn, Huang Daxian would not be able to cut down any of the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo, and they would have no chance to intervene.

Ye Lingyue recalled that Long Baobao had mentioned earlier that the Long Family had Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo. The Long Clan, being grandmasters of Artifact Refining, naturally knew much more about harvesting such Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures than common people did.

Bo Qing also noticed the expression on Long Baobao’s face. The little guy also seemed quite pleased with Huang Daxian’s distress, his eyes shining brightly with schadenfreude.

It would serve the lascivious old man right, always staring at Sister Hei with those disgusting eyes, to be beaten into a pig’s head by those Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboos.

"Little Steamed Bun, do you know how to chop those bamboos?" Despite his unwillingness, Bo Qing still asked.

"Handsome big brother, I’m only seven years old," Long Baobao did not immediately answer, glancing at Bo Qing.

The implication was clear: if a seven-year-old child knows something that you don’t, isn’t that embarrassing?

"..."

Bo Qing’s forehead throbbed with visible veins.

"Little Steamed Bun, if you know, just tell us. Consider it a request from your sister," Ye Lingyue said amused yet exasperated.

This pair, big and small, never forgot to quarrel at any moment.

Long Baobao glanced at Ye Lingyue, pouting,

"I’ll only tell Sister Hei, you’re not allowed to eavesdrop."