The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Austin blinked hard. There it was, the Buddha's Palm right in front of his eyes, lying in the grass. Although it was considered a sixth grade elixir, it was so difficult to find that many regarded it to be a grade seven.

Which is why stumbling upon it was pure gold! He harvested a seventh grade elixir! This was a rarity. Most chief figures of the five sects of the Violet Orchid Empire did not necessarily have a grade seven elixir, making the finding of the Buddha's Palm for Austin a once-in-a-lifetdiscovery! Austin tentatively took the Buddha's Palm in his hand and put it into the Space Ring with great care.

Onwards, he walked deeper into the Medicine Valley. The magnificent gnhad led him to a large number of level six elixirs, and almost twenty strains of level seven elixirs. Most elixirs were guarded either by a level six demonic or diabolic beast, though he had the rare chance to encounter a level seven diabolic beast as well.

Imagine a level six diabolic beast to be as strong as a human at the preliminary or medium stage of the Mysterious Realm. So a level seven diabolic beast had the strength to fight a human warrior who was at the medium stage of the Mysterious Realm.

Making them incredibly redoubtable, the seventh-level diabolic beast that Austin encountered was a seventh- level poisonous spider too. It moved its spindly eight legs treacherously towards Austin, as each pincer sharper than a pointed needle promised death to the target. Faster than lightning, the spider-monster was sheathed in a poisonous purple light and had the warrior wary of coming any closer.

The fanged spider's mouth from tto twas spurting a smelly, poisonous colorful mist that worked like acid on the rocks nearby. The spider would hiss out just a single breath and the rocks would fizzle into muddy water within seconds.

A judicious Austin was already on the vigil and dared not approach it knowing fully well the damage a seventh- level venomous spider could do. Finally, he racked one's brains and decided to use his Grand Pagoda Summoning Skill to destroy the venomous spider. Once summoned, Austin was able to destroy the formidable spider and reduce it to a puddle of mud.

By the end when Austin finished his journey through the Medicine Valley, he had collected innumerable potent elixirs.

Nearing the last point of the Valley, Austin hoped that there would be a most extraordinary elixir or a coveted treasure that would prove to be the cherry on the cake in his collection. However, he was greatly disappointed.

By the end of the road, Austin reached an inaccessible cliff covered in dense bright green foliage.

Austin looked around to estimate the height of the towering cliff but it was too thickly shrouded in cold white clouds. Though wispy, they were so densely piled on top of one another that no sunlight nor any view could be seen through them.

However, something intriguing caught Austin's eye right at the bottom of the cliff. There was a very smooth stone wall, worn to the extent that it worked like a mirror. But the careful seamless way in which it was, made Austin think it might be crafted.

And then Austin saw a gnnearing the mirror-like wall, as he stared right at his reflection, examining something. It was hard to tell if he were probing for something in the wall or peering through his reflection. And then the expression on the gnome's face changed. It was of recognition. Clearly, he had found something.

What could that possibly be? Austin paid much closer attention to the gnome's movements.

He cautiously approached the sspot in the mirror wall, looking for that something that had caught the gnome's eye.

The expansive Medicine Valley was about 1, 500 wide corner to corner and more than 4, 000 meters deep. And in that sweeping piece of land, a group of people could be spotted going deep into the Medicine Valley.

They were Leo, Symon, Garret and Wilson.

It wasn't actually a group as the four hardly considered each other agreeable company. Anyhow, in such a huge area the four walked separately but coincidentally in the sdirection.

In their quest, most constantly acquired second, third, fourth and even fifth level elixirs. Of course, this was only won after pulling down a number of diabolic beasts.

Their chosen paths had been rich in elixirs making each of them quite a fortune.

That was especially true for Leo and Symon who were more powerful than the other two. It took them just a couple of moves and the fourth or fifth level diabolic beasts would be blown to bits. The higher the levels they fought, the more precious of the elixirs they got.

As for the Garret and Wilson who were set off with relatively poorer strengths could only engage with level three and four diabolic beasts. And, thus, in their kitty one would only find level three elixirs, which were not as prized as the rest's.

Often they would have to team up to ensure their victory over stronger diabolic beasts. This also gave them an offhand fourth or fifth-level elixir.

On each of the four's paths, they encountered a line of bodies of several slain diabolic beasts. Clearly, they were not the first to enter the Medicine Valley nor the only ones here.

This fact somehow disheartened Leo and the rest.

Among the corpses of the beasts strewn like waste from a celebration, they noticed that many were fifth-or sixth- level diabolic beasts. This further stirred envy inside their hearts as they yearned for high-level elixirs that somebody before them had already got. What they bagged instead felt like scraps.

To add insult to injury, their most powerful enemy was just one level five diabolic beast.

They had never seen a level six diabolic beast let alone fighting one.

In contrast, among the scattered bodies, one could count at least 50 or 60 level six diabolic beasts in just one glance. This meant that their predecessor now had an equal number of incredibly important elixirs on him.

As they went farther into the Valley, the count of bodies of the sixth level diabolic beasts kept on growing.

All four felt seething resentment at the thought that someone had already been here. Leo, Symon, Wilson and Garret felt reduced to beggars as they felt they were like rats gnawing at an eaten apple for spiece of the fruit.