Chapter 702 Greater Desire

On the other side, Zhou Yiqiao followed Su Yunfei out of the hall and walked through several bustling streets towards the residence arranged for him by the Su family.

Only now did Zhou Yiqiao finally have the opportunity to take a look at the environment of the Nascent Soul family, which has more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks.

This place is not so much the residence of the Su family as it is a huge city developed by the Su family based on its own residence!

Yes, the Baofeng Su family’s heritage is so powerful that it’s jaw-dropping!

The Su family is like most immortal cultivating families. Only clan members with spiritual roots within their sphere of influence are qualified to come to Storm Island to practice.

But even so, according to Zhou Yiqiao's rough estimate, the population of this city has reached at least one hundred thousand!

Even though so many monks gathered in one place, the spiritual power on Storm Island showed no signs of drying up.

There is no other reason than that there are four fourth-level spiritual veins arranged horizontally and vertically in the entire city!

In addition to these four spiritual veins, there are also three third-order spiritual veins distributed in every corner. They build a huge spiritual power cycle, making the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the entire city even richer than that of ordinary sect blessed lands.

Even sometimes, the nodes where the spiritual veins meet will produce pure spiritual energy, which increases the probability of the Su family monks breaking through the bottleneck!

"The Su family's ten thousand-year foundation is comparable to that of most of the gods-transforming families. It's terrifying."

Zhou Yiqiao's involuntary admiration was immediately picked up by Su Yunfei in front of him.

Su Yunfei, who had not spoken a word along the way, now turned around and smiled quite proudly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou is indeed very discerning. He is worthy of being a direct disciple of a large sect like the Nether Demon Sect."

"This Zhenfeng City can be said to have been built bit by bit by generations of ancestors of my Su family. For any member of my Su family, it can be said to be a holy place in the heart."

Zhou Yiqiao was noncommittal about this. Feeling the flow of spiritual power in the air, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Su Yunfei in surprise.

"I discovered that among these spiritual veins, except for the strongest spiritual vein that extends under the high tower, the other six spiritual veins are not very suitable for the environment of Storm Island."

Hearing this, Su Yunfei's calm eyes suddenly flashed with admiration, and he cupped his hands and fists towards Zhou Yiqiao, seeming to look at him with admiration.

"To be honest, Su was doubtful about Zhou Daoyou's identity as a direct disciple of the Netherworld Demon Sect. Now after hearing these remarks, the doubts in his heart can be said to have been completely dissipated."

Su Yunfei continued to speak and explained.

"There is nothing wrong with Zhou Daoyou's feelings. Except for the strongest spiritual vein, the remaining six spiritual veins are all migrated from various places by my ancestors of the Su family!"

"migrate?"

Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly when he heard these two words.

In response, Su Yunfei smiled and nodded.

"Yes, migration!"

The two came to a quiet courtyard. After Su Yunfei took Zhou Yiqiao into the courtyard, he continued.

"Similar to alchemists and weapon refiners, among the various arts of cultivation, there is an extremely rare profession called Pulse Seeker!"

"Pulse seekers, as the name suggests, can use various secret methods to accurately detect various spiritual veins in the Tianchen world that have not yet been discovered by monks. They can also mark caves on the spiritual veins that are suitable for monks to live and practice."

"Of course, it wouldn't be unusual if a pulse seeker only had such an ability."

"The most terrifying thing about a pulse seeker is the ability that Su mentioned to transfer spiritual veins!"

"As long as enough pulse seekers join forces, they can move the searched spiritual veins to the desired place and artificially create a paradise of heaven and earth!"

Having said this, Su Yunfei smiled, his pride in being a member of the Su family evident all over his body.

"And my ancestors of the Su family happened to have left behind the inheritance of pulse seekers, which allowed my Storm Su family to develop on this Storm Island."

Zhou Yiqiao secretly sighed as he listened to Su Yunfei's explanation.

This kind of pulse seeker is truly incredible and has so many wonderful uses. No wonder the Storm Su family has been able to last for thousands of years in the dangerous endless sea.

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao being frightened, Su Yunfei laughed.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Zhou, let's not talk about this for now. It's been a long journey, and I think Fellow Daoist Zhou is exhausted both physically and mentally now."

"Fellow Daoist Zhou is resting here for a while now. After the family head and the ancestors have made a clear decision, Su will come to the door in person and tell Friend Daoist Zhou the result."

With that said, Su Yunfei retreated outside the small courtyard, bowed his hands to Zhou Yiqiao and said goodbye, then disappeared from sight without looking back.

Su Yunfei's back quickly disappeared, but Zhou Yiqiao stood there, lost in thought.

Although he was superficially interested in the inheritance of the Su family's ancestors just now, in his heart he was always thinking about learning more about the Su family's inside story.

"It's the Immortal Palace on the Sea, and it's the inheritance of the Pulse Seeker. Take any one of them, and it's not even a treasure that the average Yuanying family on the mainland can covet."

"Although Su Yunfei blames all this on his ancestors, all this is just to deceive the sea monks who lack common sense. It happened to be on me."

"If I can obtain one percent of the Su family's foundation, it will be enough for me to cultivate to the state of becoming a god..."

Zhou Yiqiao's dark pupils were slightly glowing, and boundless greed soon filled his brain.

But the light was fleeting after all, and reason finally suppressed greed, forcing him to shake his head slowly and suppress the desire in his heart.

The strength that the Su family has shown in front of him is not something that Zhou Yiqiao can fight alone.

"At the moment, I can only hope that the Su family's ghostly business rumors will muddy the waters and I can gain greater benefits from it..."

He murmured in his heart that most of his thoughts about cooperating with the Su family had dissipated at this moment.

At this moment, the immortality technique in the hands of Shang Yan was completely inferior to the temptation of Zhou Yiqiao, the huge treasure house of the Su family.

If possible, he would prefer that the transaction partner this time be the mysterious Shang Yan rather than the Su family.

"Hey, it's just a whim after all."

"Unless something major changes, I have no chance to take advantage of the huge Su family."

After shaking his head and throwing all the random thoughts out of his mind, Zhou Yiqiao walked towards the depths of the small courtyard.

The layout of the small courtyard was simple and elegant. After confirming that there were no monitoring restrictions in the small courtyard, he personally dismantled the defensive formation set up by the Su family and replaced it with his own sword, wind and thunder formation.

Now that he has had inappropriate thoughts, Zhou Yiqiao's trust in the Su family has naturally been blown away and gone.