This spiritual elixir was named "Great Strength Pill" by Zuo Mo. It sounded like a typical Jiang Hu name, but he didn't care about it at all.

  He had originally planned to refine a few more and give them to Yan Leishi to sell crystal stones, but soon he had to put this matter aside. In the spiritual field, a batch of spiritual grasses and medicines could be harvested. He carefully cultivated every day, like "Xiao Yunyu Jue", "Di Qi Jue" and "Chi Yan Jue", which were performed several times a day. And those like "Cao Mu Jue" and "Geng Jin Jue" would come once in three or five days.

  Before this, Zuo Mo had never planted like this. Due to his meticulous care, the plants in Xifu Valley all grew extremely well, and some of the short-cycle spiritual plants were already ready for harvest.

  For the introverted Zuo Mo, this was a timely rain. Being cautious, he even asked his master for leave.

  In the Western Wind Valley, a skull-like figure is bent over in the spiritual field, sweating profusely.

  "Finally finished." Zuo Mo sat on the ground panting, looking at the small pile of mature spiritual herbs in front of him, his heart full of a sense of accomplishment. He glanced sideways and saw that the third-grade Fire Dragon Grass in the corner was almost ripe, its red color deepening, looking very promising.

  Divide the spiritual grass and medicine into different categories, separate them according to their quality, then carefully package them. Mo Ye drove a gray goose chariot, heading straight for Yan Le Shi Shu's residence.

  Yan Le saw Zuo Mo, especially when he saw the large package on Zuo Mo's back, his eyes lit up: "Could it be that my disciple has produced something good?"

  He put down the large package and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This is a batch of spiritual medicine that has just been planted, Master Yan can help me sell it." Although consignment sales require paying 20% to the sect, Zuo Mo still decided to consign it to the sect. In addition to Master Yan being more familiar with market conditions, the sect's contribution points were also very practical. And the more contributions made to the sect, the higher one's status within the sect would undoubtedly be.

  Although Pú Yāo is in his mind, this moody and perverted demon is absolutely unreliable. Pú Yāo is a thorough danger and terror element, can't provoke him, try to provoke him as little as possible.

  In comparison, Zuo Mo was more willing to rely on the power of the sect. At least these few seniors seemed normal. However, this made improving his position in the sect extremely important.

  Cultivation, the higher the level, the more resources are needed. Relying solely on one's own power is far from realistic, it's better to borrow the power of a sect. Even for individual cultivators, they actually have their own circles, and truly solitary individual cultivators are extremely rare.

  Yan Le squatted down and examined the spiritual grass brought by Zuo Mo, a look of joy gradually deepening on his face.

  "Wow, so many good things! Hmm, three pieces of southern ginseng, three pieces of seven-leaf chrysanthemum... and what's this? Celestial grass, also three pieces! This can be sold for a pretty penny..." Yan Le was like a connoisseur, recognizing all these rare herbs and medicines.

  Zuo Mo was impressed and quickly flattered: "Master, you're really amazing, you actually know them all." Among the few people, Shi Feng Rong was the smallest, and Zuo Mo's address to Yan Le changed from "Shi Shu" (master uncle) to "Shi Bo" (master aunt).

  "Haha, doing business without knowing how to do it?" Zuo Mo's flattery made Yan Le very pleased. His originally small eyes narrowed into a small slit as he chuckled and said: "Indeed worthy of being Ling Plant Husband! Not only does he plant things faster than others, but also better than others. Shifu has also put in effort, planting all the easy-to-sell items with good prices."

  Nor did he know if it was because of his guilty conscience, but Zuo Mo felt that Yan Le Shibo's gaze seemed to hold a deeper meaning. Could it be that Shibo also knew about Wei Nan's affairs?

  He forced himself to calm down: "Master Shibo also knows that his disciple is very poor. If he doesn't produce something to sell, it's estimated that he won't even have the crystal stone needed for alchemy."

  He is now grateful for this zombie face of his, it's simply the best disguise.

  Yan Le nodded: "Haha. Without a crystal, you can't learn anything. Now that you're a Spirit Plant Husband, don't worry about the crystal, just focus on cultivating well and we elders won't treat you unfairly."

  "That's it." Zuo Mo accompanied his words with a smile, but his expressionless face made people feel a sense of eeriness.

  Yan Le casually pulled out two plants: "Qīnánzi, and this golden-patterned red palmate maple, don't sell it, you keep it. In the future, you might need it for alchemy, I remember your master had me help her collect it before. These two are easy to part with, but hard to buy."

  Zuo Mo hastily picked up the two stalks of spiritual medicine.

  "Others, I'll help you sell. If the school needs them, I'll also give you a market price." After finishing speaking, he took out a crystal stone and handed it to Zuo Mo: "This is a third-grade crystal stone, consider it an advance payment, keep it well. The rest will be sent to you by Li Ying Feng shijie in a few days."

  Zuo Mo stared blankly at the three-piece crystal stone in Yan Le's hand.

  Three-piece crystal stone! This is the first three-piece crystal stone he has ever seen!

  Seeing Zuo Mo's dull gaze, Yan Le couldn't help but burst out laughing and tossed the crystal to Zuo Mo: "Alright, don't embarrass me like this outside."

  Zuo Mo's brain hadn't fully reacted yet, he had thought that this batch of goods would be worth some crystal stones, but he never expected that just the advance payment alone would be a third-grade crystal stone! The sudden windfall from the heavens stunned Zuo Mo, and his whole body felt somewhat dizzy.

  Suddenly remembering something, Zuo Mo stopped in his tracks and took out a "Power Pill" from his pocket: "Master Ancestor, how much do you think this spiritual pill is worth?"

  Yan Le took over the spiritual elixir, squinted her eyes and examined it for a moment: "Did you refine this? What's the use of this spiritual elixir?"

  Zuo Mo then repeated what his master had said once again.

  "Then I'll help you try to sell it. The new Ling Dan is being accepted slowly by everyone, and I also can't guarantee how much we can sell." Yan Le said after thinking for a moment.

  Zuo Mo was overwhelmed with gratitude, his pouch more full than it had ever been before. He completely forgot that he had originally wanted to make a profit from selling the Great Strength Pill. All the way back to the West Wind Yard, he was still in a daze.

  Staring at the three-piece crystal in front of him like a miser.

  The three-product crystal stone far exceeds the two-product crystal stone in color and integrity. It is a complete regular prism, crystal clear and transparent, without any impurities, just like transparent crystal. The spiritual power contained within is very strong!

  He gently stroked the crystal, a look of intoxication flowing from his eyes.

  Suddenly, his hand felt a stinging sensation, and the crystal on his hand suddenly lit up. Zuo Mo stood still, inexplicably staring at the glowing crystal. A strong sense of trepidation suddenly arose in his heart, as if something was about to burst forth.

  The brilliance of the crystal gradually faded away, and the throbbing sensation in Zuo Mo's mind grew stronger.

  What's going on?

  He was somewhat flustered.

  "Idiot, it's time for you to build your foundation!" Pu Yao suddenly appeared, sneering at Zuo Mo.

  "What's going on? Why are you suddenly talking about building a foundation?"

  Pu Yao shrugged: "With enough spiritual energy, naturally you'll build your foundation. You just received the stimulation of the spiritual energy inside the crystal stone, and the spiritual energy in your body... hmm, has awakened."

  "Woken up? What should I do?" Zuo Mo was at a loss.

  Damn it! He didn't expect to start building the foundation so soon, he wasn't even prepared at all, and he had no idea what to do next or what he should be doing. He always thought that building the foundation was still far away from him.

  That's right, I can go ask Master Shi Bo and them! Zuo Mo patted his forehead, then prepared to run towards Hei Lou.

  Under the shadow of the bangs, a crescent-shaped arc was quietly outlined like a knife edge.

  "Aren't you seeking power? I have a method for building foundations that's quite good, guaranteed to succeed and greatly increase your cultivation." The Pú Yāo's cool voice was thick with temptation.

  Left foot steps slow down.

  "What do you want?" Zuo Mo asked gritting his teeth.

  "Heh heh." Pu Yao pointed at the third-grade crystal stone on Zuo Mo's hand.

  This demon is indeed up to no good! It's actually after the three-piece crystal on me! Zuo Mo was furious, and hummed a sentence: "I'll ask Master..."

  "Hehe, foundation building is the first hurdle for cultivators. But many people don't know that it's also one of the most important hurdles. It will directly affect your future cultivation. Don't blame me for not warning you, using those foundation building pills won't do you any good!"

  The Pao demon said leisurely.

  The pounding in his chest grew stronger, and Luo Mo felt like his heart was about to jump out. Pu Yao's words by his ear seemed to have also become somewhat vague and unreal, ethereal and dreamy.

  "Heh heh, those masters of yours aren't someone I look down on, but they can't give you much power. Look at your master, he's not even a match for the person who changed his appearance. How about it, haven't I let you gain an advantage? The 'Fetal Breathing Technique' is quite useful, isn't it? As for sword intent... hmm, you've finally grasped the basics! I'm a man of my word."

  The Pao demon smiled lightly, extremely handsome.

  "For just one third-grade crystal, this is quite a bargain. Just one third-grade crystal, if you put in some effort, it's a profit in the making. The benefits you'll get will be boundless. Is there a better deal than this in this world?"

  The pounding in his heart grew stronger, everything in his field of vision seemed to be distorted, and he felt as if something was burning inside his body.

  Thirsty! He licked his lips and swallowed saliva.

  He had a premonition that going to find his master at this time would also be too late.

  "Take it!" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and forcefully threw the third-grade crystal at Pu Yao, wishing he could smash this demon to death.

  "Hehe, wise choice!" Pu Yao caught the crystal stone with ease and her thin lips opened slightly: "Take that Fire Dragon Grass to Cold Mist Valley."

  "Fire Dragon Grass!" Zuo Mo's eyes widened in shock, squeezing out these three words from between his teeth.

  This guy...

  Left Mo Lian's heart was already crying, this terrifying thing like Huo Long Cao can only be endured by a terrifying person like Shixiong. A person like me will only have one outcome, that is to collapse and die from spiritual energy exhaustion.

  Pú yāo's right eye narrowed into a crescent moon shape as he kindly reminded Zuǒ Mò, "Time is running out."

  The burning sensation inside is getting stronger and stronger, Mo wants to tear off all his clothes, his blood vessels are like red-hot iron pipes, he is extremely thirsty, extremely uncomfortable! Time is running out!

  He didn't bother with that much, he took out the Divine Movement Symbol, stuck it on his leg, and his whole body's spiritual energy circulated. Holding onto the Fire Dragon Grass, his entire person was like a red cloud, rolling towards Cold Mist Valley.

  He was shouting wildly in his heart

  Bastard! You damned monster!