Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1392: Murderous Intent and Hidden Treasures

"But how many people are on that flying boat exactly? I seemed to sense two auras," a strong cultivator from Beast Tamer Valley said, puzzled.

"I sensed it too. Since they were able to enter the Spirit Garden, they must both be under three hundred years old. I wonder which family’s juniors they are—or perhaps wild cultivators. And yet the Verdant Heatroot Token is in their hands."

"Two people?" Tan Kai froze for a moment, then quickly turned toward the Eecond Elder, anxiously transmitting a message: "Second Elder, could it be those two?"

The Second Elder sighed lightly. "Not two people exactly, but close enough. I suspect the one on the flying boat was martial aunt. As for Martial uncle... I couldn’t sense him."

That was why he had moved to block the devil’s attack earlier.

Tan Kai hastily asked, "But didn’t we sense two auras above?"

The Kenny Lin replied, "The other aura isn’t martial uncle’s."

Tan Kai felt a bit muddled, laughing bitterly. "Is this good news or bad news?"

One returned, but hadn’t contacted them. As for the other—where had he gone?

Given the close relationship between the two of them, it was hard to imagine they would abandon one another.

"No matter what, knowing that martial aunt is safe is enough. Once she encounters the others inside, she can join forces with them. It shouldn’t be a major problem."

"Still..." Tan Kai didn’t know what else to say. Just moments ago, they’d thought it impossible for that person to appear—and yet here she was. "I just hope martial uncle is safe too. Second Elder, should we inform the others?"

The Second Elder thought for a moment. "Inform the Grand Elder and the few inner circle elders. Don’t tell the others for now—we must avoid leaking any information."

Tan Kai nodded in understanding. The news of Amalia’s return must not spread too early, or it could drive certain Emperor level devil mad.

What they didn’t know was—the first ones to learn of Amalia’s return were the devils themselves.

Asmodeus had believed that sending so many Body Integration stage devils would be more than enough to handle Amalia.

Little did he know—the entire force had been annihilated.

Even his most trusted general, Abbadon, hadn’t survived.

Asmodeus hadn’t yet received the report, but when he did, he would surely go insane.

Abbadon was not only his most trusted subordinate but also the one with the best chance of breaking through to Emperor level devil. And now, he was dead.

...

Spirit Garden.

The moment she entered the Spirit Garden, Amalia was stunned by the thick, overwhelming spiritual energy.

She had thought the broken Immortal Realm would have lost all its spiritual energy. She hadn’t expected it to still be so rich.

She quickly stowed away the flying boat. At the entrance, no one was around—only traces of battle were left behind, along with bloodstains.

Both devilic and human blood.

Clearly, a fierce battle had erupted right after everyone entered.

But it hadn’t lasted long. Everyone’s goal was the treasures of the Spirit Garden; no one wanted to waste time fighting.

"Looks like a lot of people made it inside," Amalia murmured. Just as she finished speaking, she suddenly sensed a murderous intent behind her.

She sidestepped swiftly—an arrow whizzed past her, narrowly missing her heart.

Amalia backed away a hundred meters and turned to face the attacker. A devil was hidden in the grass—the one who had fired that arrow. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The devil’s face showed a flicker of shock.

Amalia guessed he must have witnessed her entry earlier. Without hesitation, she charged with her blade.

The devil reacted quickly. If Amalia could dodge his ambush so easily, he knew he wouldn’t win a direct fight.

He turned around and fled at great speed.

But Amalia was not slow either.

"Mother, don’t chase him!" came an urgent call—Wealth’s voice.

Amalia glanced at the rapidly fleeing devil, then finally held back. "Why?"

"We have to look for treasure first! This is the Spirit Garden of the Planting Fairy! Even though the Immortal Realm was destroyed and much of the Spirit Garden with it, there must still be treasures left behind. Especially since this is the first time the Spirit Garden has reopened. It hasn’t been ransacked by others yet! Opportunities are everywhere!"

Wealth was practically drooling with excitement.

"In the memories of the Beast God, the Spirit Garden was full of incredible treasures. And now, we even have the Verdant Heatroot Token—the Planting Fairy’s life-bound artifact. With it, no trial will be a problem for us!"

...

The fleeing devil relaxed its guard when it saw the human did not pursue further.

It had to inform the others—after the Spirit Garden had closed, it was still possible for a human to enter.

Something must have happened outside.

It was crucial to deliver this major news. If someone else entered, at least they could be mentally prepared.

Amalia followed Wealth’s advice and went straight to the residence of the Planting Fairy.

"Though the Planting Fairy loves to cultivate flowers and plants, even the Immortal Emperors do not dare to provoke her. Her spiritual herbs are highly sought after by many immortals, and for an immortal of her caliber, her Spirit Garden is not just any ordinary place."

"The Spirit Garden has many medicinal gardens, but they are not all the same. There are levels to them. The highest-level Spirit Garden is the one where the Planting Fairy resides, because all of the plants there are personally cultivated and nurtured by her."

Amalia listened as he spoke confidently, almost as if he would open the Spirit Garden’s gate at any moment. "Then do you know where the Spirit Garden of the Planting Fairy is?"

"I don’t know. If I knew, would I still be standing here?" Wealth replied with a proud expression.

Amalia smiled. "What? Aren’t you a Beast God?"

Wealth’s pride quickly deflated, and he furrowed his brow. "I just... I just inherited the memories of the Beast God, that’s all. And not all of his memories—only a portion. The Beast God wouldn’t have passed all of his memories to me."