Chapter 95 Can you heal my injury? At this moment, Xiao Chong rolled sideways to avoid the huge claws of the sandworm, and his sharp eyes caught a slightly dull scale on the sandworm's abdomen. There was an old scar hidden there, which was faintly glowing, as if telling a forgotten past. "Your injury..." Xiao Chong suddenly stopped and stared at the scar seriously, "I can feel its pain. Let me try, maybe I can help you." The sandworm suddenly stopped its attack, lowered its huge head, and looked at the tiny human with its deep eyes. For the first time, a hint of curiosity appeared in its voice: "You? A tiny human, can you heal this ancient wound of mine?" "You will know if you try it. Although I, Xiao Chong, am not talented, I have quite some experience in alchemy." Xiao Chong stood still and slowly spread out his hands, full of confidence. "Hmph, if you really have the ability, I can give you a chance. But remember, if you fail, you will be punished more terrible than death." There was unquestionable majesty in the sandworm's tone. Xiao Chong smiled slightly and took out a delicate little bottle from his arms. It was filled with a clear liquid. It was the healing medicine he carefully prepared. "This is my special 'Healing Spirit Liquid'. Although it cannot guarantee immediate results, it has an incredible healing effect on old injuries." He approached the sandworm cautiously, taking every step with extreme caution, fearing to disturb the giant. "Please believe me, there is no need for us to swear an oath of blood. Our actions will prove everything." The sandworm pondered for a moment and finally decided to give this human a chance. Its huge body curled up slightly, and the old wound was exposed in front of Xiao Chong. Xiao Chong gently uncorked the bottle and evenly applied the spiritual liquid on the wound. A faint fragrance wafted away, and the air seemed to be filled with a warm and healing power. "How does it feel?" Xiao Chong asked softly.
The sandworm was silent for a long time. Suddenly, its originally dull scales seemed to be activated, flashing a subtle luster, and a faint green light began to emanate from around the wound, a sign of life revival. "Incredible..." The sandworm's voice rarely revealed a hint of surprise, "You do have some skills, human." The sandworm said to him: "But if you want to obtain the essence of sand, you must meet three conditions." Xiao Chong raised his eyebrows when he heard this. These three conditions sounded mysterious and challenging, which just met his desire for the unknown. "Tell me in detail, what are these three things? And how can I get them?" He asked, his eyes flashing with determination and curiosity. The sandworm slowly unfolded its curled body, and its huge eyes reflected the thin moonlight on the yellow sand. Its low voice echoed in the silent sea of sand: "The Soul of the Leaf is the essence of the leaves of the oldest desert tree, the Shadow Sycamore, condensed on a full-moon night. This tree grows under the quicksand, hidden at the end of time. Only those who are truly recognized by it can find its traces." "As for the Breath of Water, it is not a real source of water, but a treasure hidden deep under the sand dunes, formed by the blending of thousands of years of ice and hot sand. Whenever night falls and the sand wind stops, there will be an elusive moist breath in the air, which is what you are looking for. But there is a deadly danger hidden under the ice, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed." "Finally, the Hand of Light is the most mysterious thing in the sea of sand - the dew of morning light. It is formed only when the first ray of sunlight at dawn penetrates the sand fog and shines on a special piece of sand. It is as short-lived and brilliant as the morning star. This dew contains the purest energy in the depths of the sea of sand. Collecting it requires supreme patience and opportunity." After hearing this, Xiao Chong couldn't help but feel a surge of ambition. "No matter how difficult it is, I will give it a try!" His words were loud and clear, with an unyielding fire burning in his eyes. "Your courage is commendable, human." The sandworm's tone showed a hint of praise for the first time. "But remember, every treasure has a guardian. They may be cunning or fierce. You must be both wise and brave to overcome them." "Then let me see what kind of magical power the so-called guardian has!" Xiao Chong raised a confident smile, his eyes traversed the yellow sand, as if he had seen the thorny road leading to success. The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight pierced the night, Xiao Chong and Zi Yan were ready to set off on their journey. In his heart, he not only has a desire for the "essence of sand", but also a passion for exploring and conquering the unknown. First battle, Shadow Wutong. The sun shines on the ancient shadowy sycamore, giving this mysterious giant tree a golden glow. The intricate lines on the bark seem to record the secrets of the years, and each ring of growth is an unsolved mystery. Xiao Chong and Zi Yan stood under the tree, looking up at the towering phoenix tree, their eyes filled with shock and awe. "This tree is even more spectacular than I imagined." Zi Yan exclaimed softly, her eyes flashing with curiosity, as if she was eager to uncover the secret of this giant tree. "Yes, the Guardian's Trial is indeed extraordinary." Xiao Chong nodded and looked around sharply, trying to find a way to enter the Shadow Wutong. "Zi Yan, let's split up and look for any clues." The two began to search carefully around the tree trunk. Time passed by minute by minute. Just as they were about to meet up to discuss the fruitless search, Zi Yan suddenly exclaimed.
"Brother Chong, come and look, it seems a little different here!" Zi Yan's voice was mixed with excitement and nervousness. Her fingers gently touched a protruding carving on the tree trunk. It was a seemingly ordinary vine pattern, but compared with other patterns, it appeared more delicate and slightly warmer. Upon hearing this, Xiao Chong rushed over quickly and saw the vine pattern under Zi Yan's fingers slowly turning. Accompanied by a low mechanical sound, the trunk of the shadowy phoenix tree slowly opened, revealing a hidden door. "It seems that your chance has come." Xiao Chong looked at Zi Yan with a smile, the admiration in his eyes was self-evident. Zi Yan's cheeks were slightly red, she bit her lower lip lightly, and walked into the door with a little trepidation. Xiao Chong followed closely behind her, and the moment they stepped in, the door slammed shut, isolating the light from the outside world. Behind the door is a winding stone staircase leading downwards, with softly glowing luminous pearls inlaid on both sides, providing the necessary lighting for this road leading to the unknown. At the end of the stone steps was an open space with a huge mirror in the center. Countless of their reflections were reflected in the mirror, as if they had entered a world of infinite loop. "Is this... a spatial illusion?" Xiao Chong frowned. He knew very well that in such an environment, he might lose himself if he was not careful. (End of this chapter)
