Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"Didn't you tell him that he needs to attack the head or neck to kill these Patrol Yakshas completely?"

Chang Zizai looked at Ji Xiaoyun with a puzzled expression on his face.

"I already told him that. I really don't know what's going through his mind."

While saying this, Ji Xiaoyun's gaze unintentionally shifted to Lei Hong, who was still struggling against the Patrol Yakshas in the Dharma Phase Realm, the contrast between the two starkly evident.

A flash of anger crossed her delicate and pretty face.

It's acceptable to be less skilled, but it's unacceptable to ignore advice.

Even at this moment, to the eyes of Ji Xiaoyun and Chang Zizai, this Qingyun comrade was not just ignoring advice, but avoiding battle and shirking responsibility.

"It's Su Sister's misjudgment. Well, her father only has her as a daughter; maybe she has been protected too well all this time."

Chang Zizai coldly said.

"Really a waste of that fairy pendant," Ji Xiaoyun muttered resentfully, pursing her lips.

But just then.

"No way, Comrade Qingyun isn't that kind of person. He must have his reasons for doing this."

Su Lingling walked over, gazing stubbornly at the two as she spoke softly.

Time passed by little by little.

Zhang Jing slowly stood up with a faint smile on his face as his gaze swept over the dozen or so Patrol Yaksha corpses on the ground.

After his repeated comparisons and experiments, he finally determined that these Patrol Yakshas' ability was time reset, usually occurring between thirty and thirty-five times.

As for why they possessed such an ability, Zhang Jing had yet to figure out, but he suspected it was definitely related to the Extreme River of Time.

"It looks like I should come here more often. If I can fully understand it, I might even be able to develop an incredible life-saving Great Divine Power. However, next time I come, it should be with the physique of the Time Path, assuming my real body can find a high-level innate divine object containing the essence of time," Zhang Jing thought.

Elsewhere.

The battlefield gradually returned to calm.

Thud, thud—

Accompanied by a series of heavy footsteps, a figure with a giant iron chest taller than a man on his shoulder came walking slowly from deep within the stone village.

With a 'bang,'

the chest heavily landed on the ground in front of the group, splashing up a large expanse of blood.

"Open it and see!"

First Hammer suppressed the excitement in his heart and spoke with feigned calm.

"Precious treasures?"

Chang Zizai's face brightened with joy. He glanced at everyone, and upon receiving a signal from their eyes, he proceeded to slowly open the iron chest without any hesitation.

A hazy treasure light soared into the sky.

"So much River of Time Golden Sand! And wait, there's a chunk of River of Time Gold Crystal, must be over ten pounds, right?!"

The group exclaimed in unison.

In that moment, even as scions of great families, they were deeply shocked by this terrifying and astounding bounty.

The value of over ten pounds of River of Time Gold Crystal was almost incalculable.

After a good while.

"Haha, our luck this time is indeed overly impressive; a small Patrol Yaksha village actually hid such a large chunk of River of Time Gold Crystal. After we sell it, we'll divide the luck movement obtained according to the ratio we set before."

First Hammer said generously.

However, as soon as these words were spoken, someone contested them.

"Brother First Hammer, in my opinion, shouldn't we readjust the division ratio based on everyone's performance on the battlefield today? Take Comrade Qingyun, for instance; he hardly took any action, so it would be fair to lower his share."

All eyes followed the voice, and it turned out to be Lei Hong who had spoken.

"This..."

An odd look flickered across First Hammer's face.

Others might not know, but wasn't he clear on it himself? If Qingyun truly wanted to take action, would there have been a share left for these people? It was clear that the other party simply felt there was no need to take action anymore.

"What do you all think?"

He looked towards the other three.

"We think what Lei Comrade has said makes sense," Chang Zizai and Ji Xiaoyun said in unison.

"Brother, I think this is unfair to Comrade Qingyun."

Su Lingling stood in front of Zhang Jing, her voice carrying her dissent, although it seemed to lack conviction.