The moment he saw the Rank 9 White Dung Beetle Dust, his eyes lit up in excitement, at the same time, he realized the truth of the first trial.
This rank 9 White Dung Beetle dust is similar to the Rank 9 Rejuvenating Red Lotus Dust, not because of its healing capabilities, but its ability to enhance a dustborn's defense.
Among external dust, each characteristics and traits are categorized based on its core function, often with overlapping capabilities that deceive even the most experienced dustborn.
For example, Rank 9 Rejuvenating Red Lotus Dust is considered a living dust, placed under the healing-type category. This White Dung Beetle Dust is a living dust under the category of defense.
Even among all the Rank 9 defense dust, the White Dung Beetle is considered an extraordinary one. The reason for this is simple. Most Rank 9 defense dust upon usage, would provide temporary enhancement of defense depending on its characteristic.
Some protect an entire protect an entire body, others would protect a single limb.
"But White Dung Beetle Dust…" He whispered, voice trembling anticipation, "is special among Rank 9 dusts because it is capable of enhancing one's physical strength and toughness permanently!"
A permanent enhancement. The implication of this dust is too shocking.
After all, every dustborn possessed limited spirituality, how many times can they activate a dust in the midst of battle? How many offensive and defensive dust is unleashed in a span of a few seconds?
Although each dustborn are different due to their talents and whispers, the core of the matter remains the same. Spirituality, this is the source of their abilities!
A single miscalculation in battle could mean death. A single wasted attack, slow defense, or misjudgment is all it takes!
"I must become a Rank 9 as soon as possible," he murmured under his breath, the smile on his face turned into a grin, wild and somewhat insidious as he thought, "Just obtaining these three dusts, the benefits of this trip outweigh even the dangers of the crimson fog!"
If the first cavern, without any trial, already contains two Rank 9 dusts, both of which are considered extraordinary within Rank 9. In addition to the mysterious Rank 8 Yellow Dream Spider, what else could be in the subsequent trials?
As he thought of this, he walked to the White Dung Beetle, but he didn't touch or probe it. Its form was a beetle, and its wing was white, hence the 'White' in its name. It was called 'Dung Beetle' due to the fact that it feeds on animal excrete.
Thus, it was named White Dung Beetle. This beetle is an enhance-type dust, its meant to be used for enhancing one's trait, be it physical or nonphysical aspects.
When Yin San gazed lingered on the beetle, he shook his head," This beetle has also been here too long… It is on the verge of death."
Next to the white dung beetle, there was a red stain of color on the gray rock of the cavern. This red stain was circular in shape, resembling the size of the white beetle. But on a closer look, there was six straight line diverging from the center.
"This red stain, and the shape of it, it must be a Rank 9 Scarlet Amber Ant!" This Scarlet Amber Ant dust is similar to the White Dung Beetle, an enhance-type dust capable of strengthening one's physical trait.
If the White Dung Beetle enhances one's defense, then the Scarlet Amber Ant enhances one's strength!
"White Dung Beetle and Scarlet Amber Ant dust… The first trial must be to move this boulder by strengthening their physical body after refining these two dust… The foundation of any dustborn must first start with having a sturdy body…"
This was a common understanding in the world of mysticism.
"Without the defense from the White Dung Beetle, using the strength enhanced by the Scarlet Amber Ant will certainly shatter one's flesh and bones… This is the correct combination usage of these two dusts." As he thought this, there was a lingering trace of pity in his voice.
But the Scarlet Amber Ant already withered away, leaving behind a red stain.
Even if he managed to refine this White Dung Beetle, strengthened his flesh and bone, he would not have enough strength to move the boulder. Clearly, the arrangement of Tianlong was affected by the movement of time.
"That doesn't make sense. In my previous life, this Yin long obtained the inheritance and inherited everything from Tian Long, there must be a way!"
With his experience and understanding of demonic dustborn, how could he failed to understand the truth of the matter? Thus, he concluded that there was a missing piece to the puzzle.
"But what am I missing?" He murmured.
At this moment, the golden light continue to rise, this caused Yin San to turn his head toward the direction of the Yin Mountain.
He was too occupied with following the Yellow Dream Spider as well as the discovery of the cavern that he lost his sense of time.
"Mo Wei!"
At this moment, at the base of the Yin Mountain, Mo Wei's face was dark and infuriated. This was because Yin San was nowhere to be seen.
He had said that he would give Yin San three days to reply, yet three days had passed and the ghost-like child disappeared without a trace!
"Where is he?" He murmured as he walked toward the side of the mountain. He was following the traces left behind by Yin San, as well as sighting witnessed by the villagers.
As he walked past a small boulder, he stopped.
His eyes narrowed, they moved toward a patch of dirt near the boulder. There was a lingering trace of foot print almost washed away by the harsh wind of the Yin mountain. It was faint and barely noticeable, but with his keen sight, he could tell that someone was here recently.
This foot print was small, resembling a young child's sole.
At a closer look, Mo Wei frowned and shook his head.
"Young kids these day, already watering each other at such a young age!" He murmured, there was another footprint, even smaller, they both overlapped one another.
With his experience, as well as the rumors relating to this side of the mountain, how could he not deduced the truth?
He walked past the small boulder and stopped right at the outskirt of the vicinity of the Yin Mountain. Then he watches as the layer of crimson fog churn, their movement resemble a living organism.
Even with his Rank 8 Dustborn status, he didn't dare to step a foot outside, and he didn't need to.
"There is no way that child has gone beyond this village…" He murmured, turning his head to head toward the top of the Yin Mountain.
After Mo Wei voice disappeared and faded away, the fog churned and twisted, revealing a small silhouette.
"He finally left!" This silhouette gradually formed a figure, it was Yin San. His eyes lingered at the direction Mo Wei headed.
"I can't revealed the fact that I have left the Yin Mountain, or discovered Tian Long's inheritance… Fortunately, the print I left behind distracted him!" He looked at the sets of print next to the boulder, then turned his head to look at the ground and smiled.
Like before, he quickly moved and cleared his traces of ever entering the Yin Mountain from the outside and left no prints behind. His movement was fluent and efficient. Within a blink of an eye, all his traces and tracks were erased.
Even more bizarre is that a new set of tracks and traces appeared, they looked like wild animal residue prints. This all took him only a few second.
His plan has changed, and his goal right now is the coming of age rites and becoming a rank 9 dustborn as soon as possible.
With the rising golden light, the day came. Today was special, for the Yin Mountain, this was the annual coming of age rites.
"If they are not willing to take this inheritance off my hand for five-hundred low grade dust stone, it makes no difference. Now that I discovered Tian Long's inheritance, given enough time, I too will catch up to those genius of the younger generation!"
In his second life, he refused Yin Bei agreement, underwent the coming of age rites and created an opportunity to kill Yin Bei early during the three clan competition. This forced him to escape from the Yin mountain.
Due to this, he lost the protection provided by the clan.
This time, he have the inheritance of a Rank 5 Dustborn in his hand, what he needed is time to digest this opportunity. Given enough time, even Yin Bei cannot do anything to him.
"By the time the three clan competition arrived in the near future, his plot to assassinate me will certainly failed! By then, with the resources at my disposal, even the Yin Clan can do nothing to me. So what if I refuse again and undergo the coming of age rites?"