Pei Yu Ran looked at Zuo Mo who was staring blankly below and a hint of a smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.

  "However, as an inner disciple, you must find a master to apprentice under. Since you've obtained the Spring Bud Jade Token, why not apprentice under your Fourth Master Aunt? Your Fourth Master Aunt is well-versed in alchemy and has unparalleled skills in spiritual medicine within our sect. Even in East Float, her reputation is renowned. What do you think?"

  Zuo Mo suddenly came to his senses and immediately reacted, turning around to bow to Shi Feng Rong: "Disciple greets Master!" Bowing under the Fourth Sister's lineage was the best outcome for him. He himself excelled at planting, which was very beneficial for refining dan. Refining dan required a large amount of spiritual medicine.

  "Get up." Shi Fengrong said calmly, her voice as cold and indifferent as ever.

  Zuo Mo hurriedly got up.

  "Sister, from now on, he's in your care." Pei Yuanran said solemnly.

  "Master, rest assured, I will not hide anything from you. But if he cannot bear the hardship himself, Master, don't blame me."

  Shi Feng Rong's icy words were like a basin of ice water that suddenly splashed onto the wildly excited Zuo Mo, making him feel a sense of unease. The meaning behind his master's words made him feel somewhat apprehensive.

  Pei Yuanyan nodded: "That's very good." Then he turned his face and asked Zuo Mo: "Do you have any other questions?"

  Zuo Mo shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he had no questions. Originally, he still wanted to ask if there were any problems with the refining equipment, whether he could go ask Second Master.

  He suddenly thought that the snow-white sword intent that had tormented him countless times, making him want to live and die, wasn't it exactly Xin Yan's? The words that were about to come out of his mouth immediately retreated back in, he felt like he was going crazy, how could he have such a stupid idea?

  Isn't that jumping into the net by oneself?

  Pú yāo kě hái zài zì jǐ de shí hǎi lǐ.

  English Translation:

  The Pú Yāo is still in its own ocean of consciousness.

  Startled by this, his mind immediately cleared up. He felt that he must be more careful in the future, and even though he was now an inner disciple, if he were to expose the Pú Yāo, he dared to confirm that Xīn Yán Shī Shū's first reaction would definitely be to slash both him and the Pú Yāo with one sword!

  Vanquish demons and evil spirits!

  Too scary!

  Although he was no longer as fearful and trembling in the face of that sword intent, it was only a recognition of the sea. In reality, Xin Yan Shifu's one sword could directly turn him into countless minced meat. Don't look at Pu being so arrogant in front of himself, but I estimate that when facing Xin Yan Shifu, he would also be a mess.

  At first, Xin Yan's uncle's sword broke through the Black Sea scene, and he still remembered it vividly.

  Zuo Mo's tension was noticed by Wei Yuan, but he didn't think much of it. Which of the disciples below hadn't seen them and wasn't trembling with fear? The sect leader and the master uncles were all very busy, although Zuo Mo becoming a ling plant husband had surprised them for a moment, they wouldn't spend too much time on this matter.

  The master advised him a few words and then left with several other uncles.

  Shi Fengrong also moved her jade-like steps lightly, and Zuo Mo hurriedly followed up.

  Shi Feng didn't even turn her head, and continued on her way, saying: "I've advised you, but the path is ultimately yours to choose. Since you're now my disciple, I naturally have my own expectations. Your personal matters are none of my concern, but what I instruct you to do, you must do well."

  "Yes!"

  "You go ahead and attend to your business, I'll send someone to look for you again in a few days," said Shi Fengrong.

  Zuo Mo carefully sent his master off, but in his heart he felt depressed. It seemed that this master of his was not easy to get along with!

  Returning to the small courtyard, he suddenly found that the gate was already crowded with people, almost all of the outer door disciples were waiting for him.

  "Oh no, Shixiong is back!"

  "I've said it before, with Master's talent, capturing an inner disciple is as easy as reaching out and grabbing them."

  "Senior brother, this is a small token of my sincerity, I hope you won't despise it..."

  ……

  Zuo Mo's head suddenly got bigger. Originally, he was prepared to decline politely, but noticing the worried eyes of these people, he still accepted it. As expected, seeing him accept the gift, all these outer sect disciples revealed joyful expressions. Knowing they might disturb Zuo Mo, these people didn't linger for long, congratulated him for a while and then all left.

  The small courtyard returned to its usual quiet. Letting out a sigh of relief, Zuomo carried a large pile of miscellaneous gifts into the small courtyard and put them down.

  Today was such a surreal day.

  He took out the Spring Bud Jade Pendant and gently stroked it, feeling the smooth and slippery texture of the jade.

  His body was extremely tired, but his spirit was still very excited. The sect leader specially divided a valley for himself, although there was the factor of spiritual plants inside, this treatment was still very generous. Apart from Wei Sheng Shixiong, probably only his treatment was the most generous.

  He suddenly remembered the jade box he had buried in the quiet room of Lingmai, and his spirit was lifted again.

  He hastily ran to the quiet room, carefully dug up the jade box, opened it and took a look. The red gold stone inside had indeed disappeared, and the black gold insect had also undergone a significant change. On its pure black shell, there was an additional pattern similar to a golden money spot, which was very eye-catching.

  Zuo Mo rushed into the sea of knowledge, Pu Yao sat on a tombstone, listening to the sound of the jade pendant, without even lifting an eyebrow. Amidst the swirling black clouds, a red rhombus-shaped gemstone gleamed with a luscious sheen.

  Since last time, Pu Yao has been in this attitude, and it's like he changed into a different person.

  "Boo, does this black and gold beetle have four treasures?" Zuo Mo tried his best to make his tone as gentle as possible.

  "Five pieces of second-grade crystal stones." The Pú Yāo stretched out a palm.

  As expected...

  How did this guy become more greedy than him? Zu Mo was baffled, all of his crystal stones almost fell into Pu Yao's pocket, and he didn't even realize what Pu Yao took the crystal stones for. Pu Yao was like a bottomless pit that swallowed crystal stones.

  It is said that demons can devour spirits, but for a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage, they are existences that are infinitely powerful and infinitely distant. What use this spirit devouring has, only ghosts know. Later on, he'll go check the classics in the sect, maybe he'll find some clues. After all, he is now an inner disciple, so the sect's classics are open to him.

  But for now, he had no choice but to accept it.

  "Alright." Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and decided to spend the money.

  As soon as he finished speaking, five crystal stones were missing from his waist bag. In this regard, the Pú Yāo was much better than before, and he never took more than he should.

  "Yes." Pu Yao spat out a single word.

  Zuo Mo was overjoyed in his heart. He remembered that Pu Yao had once said that the fourth-grade Black Gold Beetle could find spiritual veins.

  "How can it find its spiritual pulse?"

  "Fifty pieces of second-grade crystal stones!" The pao demon opened its mouth wide enough to swallow a lion without even lifting an eyebrow.

  Zuo Mo was suddenly stunned, and after a moment, he let out a mournful howl: "You're killing people!"

  This was absolutely premeditated. Zuo Mo only had fifty second-grade crystal stones left on him, and he didn't expect that as soon as Pu Yao opened his mouth, he would want all of his assets.

  Pu Yao completely ignored Zuo Mo's struggles: "One day passed, ten jingshi increased."

  Zuo Mo was about to spit blood, but Pu Yao was in a completely advantageous position, leaving him helpless. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Fine! Fifty it is!"

  Gurgling sounds of crystal clear water.

  The Pú Yāo is deliberate!

  Zuo Mo hated that his teeth itched, but there was nothing he could do. The enormous benefits were tempting him. If the Black Gold Serpent really could find spirit veins, for him, it would be no different from rolling in wealth. Finding a spirit vein would allow him to cultivate high-grade spirit fields. Adding on his skills as a spirit plant farmer, whatever he planted would definitely bring in profits.

  He is now an inner disciple. If he finds a new spiritual vein, except for handing over a portion to the sect, the vast majority will still fall into his own pocket.

  Jing Shi is a part of the strength, especially with Pu Yao, a greedy demon by his side!

  Pu Yao threw him a spell. The spell was very short, easy to learn, and he mastered it in a very short time. It was a spell that summoned spirit insects.

  Left is better than getting precious treasure.

  If there is a small segment of spiritual vein in one's own courtyard, it is possible that the entire Wukong Mountain has more spiritual veins. Every segment of spiritual vein is very valuable, no matter how small it is.

  Although the Western Wind Valley was allocated to itself, the spiritual fields, especially the high-grade spiritual fields, were very limited. Just the one place of Master's required a large amount of spiritual fields to support it. The price of high-grade materials was too expensive.

  He has now begun to try his hand at business, but although the treatment of Ling Zhi Fu is good, it is not as fast as other types of cultivators in terms of obtaining crystal stones.

  In the quiet room, that small section of spiritual vein has disappeared. Zuomo guessed it should be absorbed by the Black Gold Worm and disappeared. For so long, the spiritual vein had no effect. It must have been during his own Qi-refining period, when he was in a meditative state absorbing spiritual energy, but it was too little to affect the spiritual vein. The Black Gold Worm's promotion of its rank required too much spiritual energy, ultimately leading to the disappearance of the spiritual vein.

  However, this also made Zuo Mo's last regret disappear, and the most valuable thing in the entire courtyard was this small piece of spiritual vein.

  He decided to go take a look at West Wind Valley first.

  Xifeng Valley, located between three peaks, but because the three mountain peaks are not high, so the valley has plenty of sunshine, compared to the cool and humid Cold Mist Valley, it is warmer and more comfortable here.

  He held the copper plate given by Palm Gate and carefully avoided the restrictions along the way. The restrictions here were not as strict as those in Cold Mist Valley, but they were far beyond what a foundation-building cultivator could withstand, let alone Zuo Mo, who was only a small Qi-refining cultivator. However, his spiritual sense was much stronger than that of an average Qi-refining cultivator, and the pressure exerted by these restrictions on him was also much greater than on ordinary cultivators.

  Carefully making way through the forbidden area, it can be seen that this place is much more desolate than Cold Fog Valley.

  The terrain inside the valley is very flat, with only about 20 mu of spiritual fields. From the perspective of quality, it should be third-rate. Although the surrounding areas are overgrown with weeds, someone still comes to tidy up this 20 mu of spiritual field regularly, and its quality has not dropped.

  Although twenty mu of spiritual land is not a lot, these twenty mu of spiritual land will become his private property, and the entire West Wind Valley will be his private courtyard. Here, he can do whatever he wants as he pleases.

  This treatment is indeed very generous!

  Looking at the 20 acres of spiritual fields, the vast valley will belong to him, and a sense of satisfaction arises. The only regret is that there is no waterfall here, if there was a small waterfall, it would be perfect.

  He suddenly had an epiphany as he gazed around at the weeds and ancient trees.

  He took out the black gold insect from his bosom and pinched the magic formula. The black gold insect crawled on the ground, starting to move slowly.

  Since this place already belongs to us, it's only natural for us to explore it first!

  Caw caw caw!

  The west wind valley echoed with a strange laugh like a broken gong.