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In a cave, a man and a bear lay on the ground after a hearty meal, digesting their food. Mo Wen picked his teeth while watching Xiao Hei, whose belly was round from eating.
“Xiao Hei, is your nose malfunctioning?” Mo Wen questioned, somewhat skeptical that Xiao Hei had not detected anything during their journey that he himself had found.
“These things have no scent; you can smell for yourself if you don’t believe me.” Hearing Mo Wen’s doubt, Xiao Hei was displeased. His nose was his pride, as it had led him to several feasts, and indeed, the items in Mo Wen's hands lacked any aroma.
“Alright, I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt about your nose. Now, see if you can smell anything from these items.” With that, a shimmering portal appeared, and Mo Wen stepped through first. He knew he couldn’t smell anything himself; he had tried numerous times along the way and detected nothing but the scent of money from the treasures before him. He wanted Xiao Hei to sniff his collection to validate his findings.
“Boss, see? It’s not that my nose is broken; it’s just that the items you collected are too low in grade to have any scent.” After two hours, Xiao Hei strutted out of the portal with an air of triumph. Hearing this made Mo Wen’s already unwashed face look even worse. In the Square Inch World, he felt as if he had taken a thousand points of damage. Among all his treasures, only the Inferno Gold and Shuang Sheng Lian emitted a faint aroma. Had he been collecting trash all this time? It seemed he needed to quickly dispose of this “garbage” once they were outside. But then a smile crept onto his face; at least now he knew that Xiao Hei could only detect items with scents, and those items were not low-grade. From now on, as long as he let Xiao Hei sniff around, they could find treasures—much better than blindly wandering.
“I’ve wronged you, old buddy. From now on, work hard and we’ll feast whenever you find something with a scent.” Mo Wen decided to pamper this fellow since he would be relying on him for treasure hunting in the future.
“Really?” Xiao Hei’s eyes sparkled at the mention of a feast.
“I swear on my Nine Tripod; I’ve never lied to you.” With his goal achieved, Mo Wen replied confidently.
“Xiao Hei, have you picked up any scents?” Since confirming that Xiao Hei could smell treasures, they set off aboard their Xing Zhou. Now the Xing Zhou was no longer an issue; they had acquired quite a bit from the three palace officials, enough for them to enjoy themselves in the Lava Sea for several years. It was clear that these three had made ample preparations for the Lava Sea, and their Xing Zhou was much larger and more advanced than Huo Lou's—more akin to a ship than just a boat.
The two had been sailing on the sea for ten days and had found nothing but some “junk.” By now, considering their previous gains, Mo Wen seemed to understand why those above transcendence did not venture into the Lava Sea. Regardless of whether there were restrictions as Elder Zhu mentioned, those individuals would not enter based solely on such meager rewards. Just like himself now, he looked at what once seemed like treasures as if they were ordinary items; if it weren’t for feeling it would be wasteful to discard them entirely, he wouldn’t even want them. If there truly were restrictions in place, then the cost of entering the Lava Sea would be far too great—there was nothing here worth risking for cultivators above transcendence. Instead of coming here to take risks with their lives, they might as well search elsewhere; after all, this world was vast and did not lack cultivation resources overall.
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