The ancient race little boy pointed at Chu Feng, then pointed at the place where the cultivation resources were stored.
Immediately, the little boy walked straight toward that place and passed right through the wall.
"Follow me."
Upon seeing this, Chu Feng quickly called out to Xia Xingchen and Huahua, then descended through the air, arriving at the spot where the little boy had just passed through.
Looking at that wall, Chu Feng observed it carefully. He couldn't spot any opening whatsoever.
It was just a wall—impossibly solid, not something that seemed penetrable at all.
"Chu Feng, what's wrong?" Huahua asked curiously.
"I think you can go inside." As Chu Feng spoke, he walked straight in.
And that wall, which appeared to have nothing wrong with it, was truly like a barrier gate—it could be passed through directly.
Huahua and Xia Xingchen followed close behind and stepped through as well.
"Wow, you can actually get in here! How is that possible?" Huahua exclaimed in amazement.
But soon, Huahua and Xia Xingchen both froze. Following Chu Feng's gaze, they looked toward a figure not far ahead.
It was the ancient little boy.
"Who—who is he?"
"Why does it seem like he can see us?"
Xia Xingchen and Huahua hadn't noticed the ancient little boy before.
So for them, this was their first encounter with him.
"He was the one who led us here. That's how I knew this place could be entered," Chu Feng said.
"Huh? So he really can see us?" Huahua and Xia Xingchen were even more surprised.
After all, in their understanding, this ancient race wasn't powerful—let alone a child who looked like he hadn't even weaned yet.
"Speak. What do you want?" Chu Feng said directly.
He realized the little boy had done this on purpose—there was something he wanted to tell them.
"You came here for the cultivation resources inside, didn't you?" the ancient little boy spoke.
Despite his tall stature, his voice was unmistakably that of a little boy—milky and tender, sounding like he was no older than ten.
"Yes," Chu Feng said.
"The cultivation resources here were all taken by the Firmament Immortal Sect."
"But there are actually some remaining cultivation resources."
"They're nothing compared to what the Firmament Immortal Sect took, but they should still be useful to you."
As the ancient little boy spoke, he turned and walked deeper into the area.
The three of them followed.
Though the outside of this place was grand and imposing, the inside resembled an enormous warehouse.
It had once been filled with cultivation resources everywhere, but now only the traces of extraction remained.
After following the little boy for some distance, they arrived at an extremely spacious area.
This appeared to be where this place had once stored the most cultivation resources.
The little boy pointed at the wall here.
There were scorched marks on the wall—substance similar to soot was caked onto its surface.
Under the little boy's direction, all three of them scraped some off and examined it closely.
"Kid, are you trying to scam us?"
Huahua looked at the little boy suspiciously, her eyes filled with displeasure.
There were indeed quite a few cultivation resources remaining inside, and of decent quality at that—but they couldn't be cultivated from.
It was like a delicious steamed bun filled with sand throughout. Even if you sifted out all the sand, it would not only take an enormous amount of time, but the bun itself would inevitably be destroyed in the process.
The little boy walked up to Huahua and faced her hand.
And spat directly at it.
But with Huahua's cultivation level, she was quick and sharp—she dodged it with ease.