The Profound Water Snake had a massive body and was hissing while flicking its tongue, standing guard outside the treasure vault like a deity at the gate.

It didn’t leave, as the space inside the vault was not as spacious as outside, making it difficult for it to maneuver. It sensed that Ji Xi’Er’s aura was still there, so it wasn’t going berserk.

"Since it is willing to guard, let it guard."

Chen Mo sat cross-legged on the spot, beginning to restore his True Qi. After a fierce battle, his True Qi was almost depleted. If he were to confront the Profound Water Snake now, he wouldn’t be a match for it.

Jiang Ruoqing stayed by his side, guarding Chen Mo to prevent any unexpected incidents from happening.

In the treasure vault, there was no daylight, only the Luminous Pearl emitted a faint glow.

It was unknown how much time had passed.

Ji Xi’Er got up. She had been silence-pointed, and looking at Zhengtian Mountain’s corpse on the ground, she knew her last sliver of hope had also been shattered.

Unable to help it, she began to cry again. Her eyes were already red from crying, slightly swollen.

Her figure was graceful, the curves of her slender body undulated exquisitely, and her chest was extraordinarily broad. Due to some earlier events, her clothes were a bit disheveled, looking as if a beauty just out of the bath was immediately abused after getting dressed.

If others saw this scene, they would undoubtedly feel sympathy and even indignation on her behalf.

But Wu Xin’Er, upon seeing this scene, only felt it was her own just desserts.

The Poison King dared not look over this way or approach, fearing he would offend Chen Mo and the others and bring disaster upon himself, so he wandered around the left side of the treasure vault.

In this wander, the Poison King was once again amazed by how abundant the treasures of the Nan Zhou Treasure were.

There were five or six Celestial Tier treasures alone.

As for Earth Tier treasures, there were likely dozens of them.

Also, the Earth Tier cultivation method martial arts, all were unique copies exclusive to Nan Zhou and never circulated outside.

Profound Tier treasures, cultivation techniques, and martial arts were piled up together generously as if not caring about them.

There weren’t any Yellow Tier items, as if despising the Yellow Tier’s low rank, inclusion would only lower the overall prestige.

The more he saw, the more tempted the Poison King became. He wanted to sneak a few Celestial Tier cultivation method martial arts to hide while Chen Mo and the others were not paying attention. But just as he reached out, Jiang Ruoqing’s voice came from that direction: "Husband, are you done?"

As Chen Mo’s voice echoed, the Poison King quickly withdrew his hand and then appeared in Chen Mo’s sight, respectfully addressing, "Prince Zhen Nan."

"How is it? Do you like it?" All of the little moves the Poison King made in the treasure vault were within Chen Mo’s perception. Although he was restoring his True Qi, he was well aware of the external situation, and having cultivated the Heart Method, Harmonize with the Light and Dust, he had reached the Unity of Heaven and Man mental realm.

"Ah..." The Poison King exclaimed, then hastily said, "No... I don’t like it. Everything here belongs to you, Prince Zhen Nan. How would I dare have any presumptuous thoughts?"

"Is that so?" Chen Mo stood up and walked over. The Poison King was sweating profusely, his legs trembling, thinking to himself whether the incident of him stealing a supreme treasure earlier was discovered by Prince Zhen Nan.

He was just about to confess when he saw Chen Mo pat his shoulder and say, "Do you want to work for me?"

"Ah... ah... I do." The Poison King was a bit dazed, not knowing what Chen Mo meant by this. But given the situation, how could he dare say he didn’t dare?

"As long as you serve me, you can freely browse the cultivation method martial arts within." Chen Mo initially intended to let the Poison King go, but now he changed his mind. This guy is a talent; the anesthetic he concocted even required him to hold his breath to resist. If he could be utilized, he would certainly be a great asset in the future.

Besides, he knew too much. Although only Chen Mo and Ji Xi’Er knew about the top-grade magical artifact, he hadn’t even told those around him. Seeing the real form of the top-grade magical artifact, if he guessed anything, it would be troublesome. Keeping him close would make him easier to control.

Seeing Chen Mo was serious, the Poison King hesitated.

He neither yearned for power nor prestige. He already had strength and reputation, a status in the Jianghu, and no lack of beautiful women. He had always been free-spirited. Moreover, if he served Chen Mo, it meant becoming a lackey for the Imperial Court, being despised by the martial arts community.

Seeing the Poison King’s hesitation, Chen Mo lightly patted his shoulder again, smiled, and said, "If you don’t want to, forget it. I don’t wish to force anyone. You can leave."

The Poison King’s face changed. The giant serpent was right at the treasure vault’s entrance; telling him to leave now was as good as a death sentence.

Being a smart man, the Poison King understood Chen Mo’s intention and immediately declared his stance: "If Prince Zhen Nan doesn’t mind, I am willing to serve."

"No need to force yourself. I am most reluctant to coerce others." Chen Mo said.

"No coercion, no coercion." The Poison King managed to squeeze out a few smiles, appearing genuinely sincere.

"That’s good, welcome aboard."

After speaking, Chen Mo let the Poison King freely browse, then his gaze swept over the few wooden boxes that had fallen on the ground.

"Foundation Establishment Pill..." Chen Mo drew one of the wooden boxes into his hand, slowly opening it. His eyes revealed traces of anticipation. To meet the true form of the Foundation Establishment Pill, capable of significantly boosting a martial artist’s strength, allowing a First Grade Martial Artist to complete the Foundation Establishment, was indeed enticing for Chen Mo.

Old He and Jiang Ruoqing also gathered around, who wouldn’t be curious about such a legendary thing?

This Foundation Establishment Pill was the size of a longan, entirely brown. Even after hundreds of years, opening the wooden box released a faint medicinal fragrance, soothing to the mind and soul.

"Is this the Foundation Establishment Pill?" Old He’s eyes gleamed with fervor.

A miraculous treasure capable of propelling a First Grade Martial Artist further; even if it only increased the chance and wasn’t a guaranteed success, it would still entice First Grade Martial Artists worldwide.

Unless one was an exceptionally gifted genius, striving to reach Foundation Establishment with the Canglan Continent’s barren resources was exceptionally difficult.

The three deceased from Zhengtian Mountain had been First Grade Martial Artists for over a hundred years, yet they hadn’t crossed that threshold, and now, trying to rely on the Foundation Establishment Pill, ended up decapitated, a sobering lesson.

"Old He, you’ve helped me so much; this Foundation Establishment Pill is yours." Chen Mo handed the wooden box containing the Foundation Establishment Pill to Old He.

Old He was startled, not daring to accept it.

This Foundation Establishment Pill was not a blessing he could enjoy.

To be honest, there was hesitation on one hand.

On the other hand, he was an old man, already lacking the drive of youth. Reaching Foundation Establishment would require him to be led to the other side.

Moreover, even if he consumed the Foundation Establishment Pill, he didn’t think he could achieve Foundation Establishment Realm, avoiding unnecessary waste.

Seeing that Old He didn’t want it, Chen Mo didn’t insist further. He was, after all, merely being courteous; reaching Foundation Establishment Realm was a trivial matter for him.

"Then Old He, feel free to browse. If you like anything, just take it." Chen Mo magnanimously said, but he kept that top-grade magical artifact in his hand, clearly indicating an exception for that item.