Slender and delicate white jade-like hands gently pinched a pink paper note.

  "Haha, so you're finally getting a taste of your own medicine. No wonder you're so flustered. Others were just trying to scare you, but you had to go and act smart, didn't you?"

  Her face was smooth as cream, with sapphire-like eyes that sparkled with mischief. Her high nose bridge and cherry-red lips made her look adorable. The silver moon-colored velvet-made top and shorts made her look fluffy and cute. Her bold exposed belly and jade-like legs were full of youthful vitality. Like a masterpiece crafted by the great ivory master, her bare feet had no flaws, tied with thin bright red straps, adding to her charm. On her wrists, she wore sky-blue cuffs with many small bells that would leave a series of clear and pleasant ringing sounds as she moved.

  "But what an interesting person."

  "Even you would find it interesting, that's how interesting it is." A voice with a hint of respect came from behind.

  A golden-faced, sandalwood-crowned ascetic, who appeared to be around forty years old, was so respectful to a little girl that anyone who saw him would be astonished. The renowned Akano no Mahito was actually showing such deference to a young child.

  She had long known that someone was coming from behind, and she wasn't surprised. She chuckled and said, "Yes, he's a very interesting person. Not exceeding the middle stage of foundation building, he can withstand two-tenths of the Heart Demon Curse, which is quite impressive."

  "Oh." Akano Makoto's expression changed: "Indeed, he is a promising talent." He immediately fell into thought: "It would be better to take him in as a disciple..."

  Xian'er turned her face towards the window, her eyes deep and distant. She said lightly: "The path of cultivation is not just about innate talent, but also about opportunities. Among the disciples of our sect, those with exceptional innate talents are countless, let alone achieving great accomplishments or even forming a golden elixir, how many can do so?"

  She suddenly stuck out her tongue and mischievously said: "Rather than that, it's better to leave it for Xian'er to amuse herself."

  Akano Makoto chuckled, with a hint of indulgence: "As you wish! Since you're so interested in him, why don't we stay here for a few more days?"

  Xian'er tilted her head, her blue eyes blinking rapidly as she thought for a moment before shaking her head: "We can't delay any further, we've already stayed here for too long. Hehe, Xian'er has left her mark on him, he won't be able to escape from the palm of my hand!"

  Akano Makoto couldn't help but burst out laughing at Xian'er's innocent and lovely appearance.

  Zuo Mo slowly came to, his entire body aching all over, and couldn't help but let out a groan.

  He thought about yesterday, it felt like a dream. But the wounds all over his body kept reminding him that the fierce and unusual battle was not a dream. He still couldn't believe how he defeated that cold aura. He knew he had been in a daze for some time, and it was during that time that he won.

  What exactly happened during that period of time?

  He knew nothing about it.

  He racked his brains for half a day, but still didn't have the slightest clue. He simply put this problem aside. As for the other party's revenge, Zuo Mo had completely lost interest in thinking about it.

  My brother is very busy!

  Counting on my fingers, I know how many things I need to do today. As for the rain in the medicine field, it's a must, and today I also have to give rain to a senior brother, which is a full 100 mu of spiritual land. The spiritual herbs in the medicine field won't care about his condition, good or bad, and giving rain to that 100 mu of spiritual land for my senior brother is an agreement made long ago, no excuses can be made.

  Gritting his teeth and getting up, he felt as if all the bones in his body might fall apart at any moment.

  He slowly made his way to the Cold Mist Valley, gazing out at the fields of herbs that filled the entire valley. In his heart, he cursed Hao Min and Luo Li, that pair of "adulterers", countless times.

  Curses come home to roost, and actions return to their origin.

  As usual, he made a small movement with his hands, [Small Cloud Rain Trick], and the next scene left Zuo Mo stunned like a wooden chicken.

  A mass of white mist wildly gathered in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a white cloud. Zuo Mo was still stunned and hadn't reacted yet when the cloud rapidly expanded, covering the entire mountain valley in a short time.

  Standing in the midst of a vast expanse of white clouds, Luomo stretched out his hand in a daze, and a thread of coolness slipped through his fingers, as if in a dream.

  He suddenly had an epiphany and woke up with a start, this was definitely not the third level of the "Small Cloud Rain Technique"!

  His expression turned solemn.

  What happened after all? He suddenly had a premonition, the cold air from yesterday seemed to have changed many things. Calming his mind, closing his eyes, he spread open his arms in the midst of the clouds.

  He soon noticed something was amiss. The clouds, formed by countless water vapors, were unusually lively, like a group of small creatures awakened.

  This time, the cloud cluster had an extra unique aura, like freshly sprouted green grass and sunlight. Lu Mo found it hard to describe in detail. He really liked this aura because it was very comfortable.

  He couldn't help but reveal his delight.

  He has been planting Linggu for two years. Although he doesn't know what this lively aura is, it must be very helpful for the growth of Linggu.

  He moved his mind, and the cloud cluster rose with a rustling sound, and the rain threads in the silver line were more intense than the water vapor in the cloud cluster.

  Perhaps it was an illusion, but he saw some spiritual herb seedlings unfolding their leaves, seemingly very joyful.

  Hallucination?

  Everything that happened yesterday was like a dream, and what's happening today is even more like a dream.

  Is this the fourth layer of the Xiaoyunyu Jue? He was uncertain. The jade slip he bought about the Xiaoyunyu Jue only went up to the third layer, and there were many places he hadn't thought of. He envied those disciples from the major sects a little - no matter what kind of technique, after reaching a certain level, they needed to gain enlightenment on their own, but if they had the insights of their predecessors as reference, it could greatly reduce the detours they took.

  He had no one to ask, let alone the sect leader and various masters, even if he wanted to seek guidance from his fellow inner door disciples, it wasn't an easy task. Moreover, he was very skeptical that any of his fellow inner door disciples would put their time and energy into the "Small Cloud Rain Technique", a low-grade technique with no combat power.

  Wu Kong Jian Men is a sword-cultivating sect, mainly cultivating swords. If it weren't for the need of Ling Valley, they probably wouldn't have recruited these outer disciples at all. Among all cultivators, sword cultivators are known for their attack power. They only cultivate sword techniques and emphasize one sword to break all laws.

  The five elements form a system, easy to learn but difficult to master, and most of the cultivators are loose cultivators. Therefore, among the loose cultivators, the number of Lingzhi husbands is the largest.

  After finishing the rain, he went to the master who had made an appointment with him early on to give more rain.

  After two consecutive losses, Zuo Mo looked like he was on the verge of collapse, frightening his senior brother who hastily told him to go back and rest.

  Today's task is complete, exhausted Zuo Mo returns to the small courtyard and still insists on meditation. Yesterday's encounter made him deeply understand a reality, in the eyes of those powerful cultivators, low-level cultivators are like weeds.

  I don't know if it's because my body urgently needs replenishment, but this time I fell asleep almost twice as fast as usual.

  His body was like a starving beast, desperately absorbing the spiritual energy from the surrounding air. The small spiritual vein under the futon played a crucial role at this moment, constantly providing spiritual energy. The spiritual energy absorbed by Zuo Mo did not, as usual, only store in his meridians but instead permeated into every part of his body.

  Can't help but say, Zuo Mo's innate talent is quite impressive. The [Ten Paragons Heart Method] isn't some high-level heart method, but he deeply grasps the four-character mantra "peaceful and upright", with a rather good cultivation effect.

  For six consecutive Sundays, Luo Mo set his current record for most turns in a single Sunday.

  When he came out of his meditation, he was astonished to find that all the injuries on his body had healed by about 70-80%.

  He checked his cultivation and found that it had increased, but not excessively so, still stable at the eighth layer of Qi Refining. For some reason, he didn't feel disappointed, instead, he let out a sigh of relief. When things go against the norm, it's ominous. These past two days have been too abnormal, severely testing his mental endurance.

  He thought of yesterday and his heart moved, so he casually pinched a "Geng Jin Jue".

  So he fainted.

  Geng Jin's aura swirled around his fingers, rapidly rotating like a whirlwind of golden sand, dazzling the eyes. The previously light golden aura had transformed into a pure and vibrant gold color, radiating the unique metallic luster of gold, with flashes of golden light that bewildered the eyes.

  Innumerable pieces of information flooded into his mind, things he had never thought of and had never come into contact with before. As the fingers moved through the golden light, they gradually took shape in his mind.

  Geng Metal Spell is indeed a combat spell.

  If previously Luo Mo was just guessing, then today he is absolutely certain.

  The characteristics of the Gengjin Jue were revealed in all their glory at the second level. Through the jade slip, he finally confirmed that he had actually broken through to the second level of the Gengjin Jue.

  In one night, the "Xiao Yunyu Jue" broke through to the fourth layer, and the "Geng Jin Jue" broke through to the second layer. This speed made even the bold him feel a little frightened, as if he felt that it had come too easily.

  The thrill of the power boost was somewhat illusory, but the pleasure it brought was real. However, he didn't want to experience it again, even though yesterday he had left those three words with a strong tone.

  Safety first!

  His body and mind recovered well, and his life quickly returned to normal. The extremely hateful pink little crane did not appear again, and Zuo Mo was very relieved.

  On the desktop were placed various odds and ends, a deep red iron ore, a bronze ingot, a pine wood rod about seven feet long...

  These were all the materials he had bought from Feynour to make the Thunder Spirit Hoe.

  Refining equipment is a compulsory course for every cultivator, almost everyone will learn it a little bit, and it is also the most popular course among outer door disciples. For outer door disciples, finding a stable job is very easy if one is good at refining equipment.

  However, for inner disciples, especially those of the Sword Cultivation Sect, only a handful are proficient in artifact refinement.

  Jianxiu is used to conquering the world with swords and getting what he wants and needs with swords.

  Like Benmen, only Xin Yan Shifu and his lineage are proficient in alchemy. Xu Yi Shixiong is the most favored disciple of Xin Yan Shifu. However, whether it's Xin Yan Shifu among the many Shifus or Xu Yi Shixiong among the second-generation disciples, neither of their statuses is considered high.

  These have nothing to do with Zuo Mo.

  He was somewhat excited at this moment, his first life forging equipment, about to begin.