g, the white crane was a bit lazy. After being scolded several times, he got used to it. He just couldn't give up his habit of flirting with flowers and grass.The white crane drew its neck in and lowe...(I drank myself silly at home and only just remembered to update. Sorry.)

Two chapters released together, wishing everyone a happy new year in advance!

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Happy New Year! I'll also give Qin Sang a little treat as a New Year's gift, so people won't say I'm abusing the protagonist. After all, it's supposed to be a fun and enjoyable story (_).

Qin Sang leaned against the warmth brought by Chi Dan, struggling to resist the cold wind.

He constantly kept an eye on the red cinnabar in his hand, silently calculating the time. He had to leave the deep cave before the cinnabar burned out, or his life would be in danger. Even the best treasures would be worthless then.

He was very fast and fell rapidly.

We have entered a depth unknown, and no trace of earthly treasures can be seen.

Unknowingly, the ice layer disappeared, and below it was frozen soil.

Through the thick ice layer, I still couldn't see the source of the Xuan Shuang Sha Feng.

Where does this fierce wind originate from, and what gives rise to it

Qin Sang secretly marveled, continuing down the frozen path. He discovered that the cave grew wider and wider. At the deepest point, it opened into a vast chasm. The abyss was bottomless, filled with wisps of blue wind, like fish swimming about. As they reached the mouth of the cave, the wind would capture them and blend them together, carrying them outside.

Qin Sang dared not enter the abyss. These azure winds were the very essence of the Xuan Shuang Sha Feng. Even a wisp as small as his forearm would instantly freeze him to death.

It seems I was mistaken. There's nothing here. Or perhaps the Swallowtail Hawk's nest is still down in the abyss

After all, with the strength of Swallowing Thunder Hawk, it is completely fearless of Profound Frost Devil Wind.

It seems like a wasted trip.

Qin Sang sighed inwardly, clenched his fist, and found that half of the crimson palm print had been consumed. Staying here would be pointless.

Just as he was about to set off back, Qin Sang's eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to stare at the distant stone wall. As if he had inadvertently discovered something, his figure suddenly stopped.

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After a moment's hesitation, Qin Sang pressed against the stone wall and circled around. Not far away, he saw behind a few protruding boulders ahead, there was actually a dark hole hidden.

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The entrance wasn't very big, only as high as a person. Three people could walk side by side, perfectly blocked by a giant stone.

Could this be the nest of the Swallowtail Hawk

For the Swallow-Thunder Hawk, whose wings could blot out the sun and moon, this cave was far too small.

Qin Sang didn't understand the habits of the Swallowing Thunder Hawk. He was slightly hesitant and slowly released his divine sense into the cave. He discovered there were no restrictions inside. A cold wind blew in from the cave, just as cold as outside.

It looks like a naturally formed, rough cave.

Qin Sang pondered for a moment, checked the concealment techniques on his body, and then carefully entered the stone cave.

The cave was deep, and after walking a distance forward, Qin Sang's eyes changed slightly. There seemed to be a warmth emanating from the depths of the cave, while the power of the cold wind weakened by a few points.

Continuing forward for a few steps, a faint red light flickered within the deep mountain cave, causing Qin Sang to be somewhat surprised.

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Qin Sang looked at the red cinnabar in his hand, pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and jumped forward.

A wave of heat washed over Qin Sang, instantly dispelling the chill from his body.

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Then, a surge of powerful spiritual energy arrived, invigorating Qin Sang. He was secretly amazed.

The most concentrated spiritual energy he had ever encountered was during his foundation building stage, when he stayed in a cave at the back of Shaohua Mountain after passing the Hongchen Hulu test. That mountain was the abode of Dongyang Bo, the founder of Shaohua Mountain, where all the spiritual veins of the sect converged, and even his own Lingquan Cave Mansion couldn't compare to it.

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And that cave, compared to this place, was far superior.

Qin Sang widened his eyes and looked at the cave in front of him.

The cave dwelling was so close to the Xuan Shuang Sha Feng, yet it was not cold at all, but unusually warm. This was because a red river flowed within the cave. This river was not an ordinary lava river, but a subterranean fire vein!

Beside this fiery vein, there flows a clear stream, running parallel to it.

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This little river is even more extraordinary; it's a spirit river drawn from the spiritual spring.

The spirit spring gathers into a river!

The fiery vein and the river of spiritual energy flow on either side, influencing the appearance of this cave dwelling.

On the side of the subterranean magma vein, there grew clusters of plants resembling jade. They looked like red coral in appearance. On the banks of the spiritual energy river, the grass was lush and vibrant with life.

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Two completely different scenes exist within the same cave, illuminating each other, clearly separated, and extraordinarily unique.

Once Qin Sang had a clear view of the entire cave, he could be certain that this was the nest of the Swallowing Thunder Hawk!

Such a cave dwelling is extremely rare, one-in-a-million, and only powerful cultivators like shape-shifting demons of the Transformation stage or Nascent Soul ancestors could find and occupy such a place.

Qin Sang marveled at the magical sights within the cave dwelling, his gaze swiftly sweeping across every corner. Gradually, a look of disappointment crept onto his face.

Whether it was the fiery veins of the earth or the rivers of spiritual energy, the plants growing around were the most ordinary weeds, with not a single one resembling a heavenly treasure.

Even he looks down on these things, what is there worth the two primordial infants going to such lengths for

No, where is the source of the Qi River, the Lingquan

Qin Sang gazed intently into the depths of the cave dwelling, carefully entering it. He walked soundlessly onto the flat ground between the two rivers, traversing a distance before finally discovering the end of both river courses.

A jade pool, crafted from a single spirit jade, appeared in their line of sight.

The circular jade pool was over ten meters in diameter, exquisitely crafted. Each piece of jade had been meticulously polished.

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The source of the earth's veins and the rivers of spiritual energy is Jade Pool!

Two completely different "rivers" occupied half of Jade Pool each, and in the very middle between them, a silver-white thunderball hung suspended on the water surface.

The Jade Pool is like a nest that nurtures thunderballs.

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There are streaks of lightning flashing in the thunderball.

Even a single strand of hair-like lightning bolt possesses terrifying power!

Feeling the aura of lightning radiating out, Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat and he dared not approach.

Inside the thunderball, there seem to be some tiny white fragments. They are beaten by lightning at every moment but remain unscathed. It's unknown what material they are made of.

However, the thing that most caught Qin Sang's attention was what was in the Jade Pool.

The pool of water, half clear and half cloudy, held the spring. From within it rose a striking blood-red glow that shot into the sky, staining the water a faint crimson and giving it an eerie, monstrous appearance.

Qin Sang narrowed his eyes and took a closer look. Under the bloodlight, he saw that it was a piece of bloody spirit wood.

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The spirit wood was entirely blood-red, a dark crimson like congealed blood. Even in the clearest spirit spring, it could not conceal the aura of bloody filth it emanated.

Upon seeing this tree, the first thing that comes to mind is probably decay, withering, and other depressing words.

Qin Sang was stunned at first, then a flash of inspiration struck his mind. He suddenly remembered something, his eyes filled with shock and ecstasy.

“This... is the Blood Sang of Hell”

Qin Sang muttered to herself, her eyes fixed on the bloodwood, unable to look away.

Blood Sandalwood, one of the Ten Divine Trees in the world, is a legendary tree of ultimate defilement!

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Qin Sang suddenly remembered that Yun Youzi had once mentioned a secret: there was once an endless blood mulberry tree in Wuyagu, which was shattered during a fight between cultivators at the nascent soul stage. The fragments were scattered all over Wuyagu, and many cultivators who tried to find the divine wood came up empty-handed.

Could this piece of bloodwood be one fragment of the boundless Blood Sang, shattered and falling here, hidden by the Swallowing Thunder Hawk in the spiritual spring to be nurturede is the translation, remembering to keep your HTML tags:Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!“Several days ago, Dongyang Bo passed the position of Sect Master to a discip...