Linggu, for a very long time, has been used to improve one's physique and accelerate cultivation as an auxiliary object. Apart from this, only cultivators who go to the Doutu Heavenly Blood Realm to hunt demons will use it.

  As a result, Linggu's price has been stable in the long term at a not-so-high price. Otherwise, Zuo Mo would have become rich early on.

  Nowadays, the spiritual energy density of Xiaoyao has become thin, and the importance of Linggu has suddenly emerged. The things that can provide spiritual energy are only crystal stones, spiritual food, and spiritual elixirs. Although the crystal stone contains rich spiritual power, due to its impurities, it needs to be secreted away and cannot be used for a long time. Spiritual elixirs are refined from various spiritual herbs and materials, which is expensive.

  The spiritual energy in Ling Food is not only easily absorbed, but also harmless to the human body. Long-term consumption can even slowly improve one's physique. Ling Gu is the most basic and widely used material among all Ling Foods, and even ordinary cultivators who don't know how to refine food can easily consume it.

  Many thoughts flashed through Zuo Mo's mind in an instant.

  The thinning of the spiritual energy in Xiaoyue Boundary was formed after the arrival of the demon army, and it is undoubtedly the work of the demon army. However, even if he knew it was the work of the demon army, Zuo Mo couldn't help but admire the power of the demon. Although Xiaoyue Boundary is a small boundary, being able to change the spiritual energy of an entire boundary is enough to make him look up in admiration.

  After his admiration and wonder, he began to ponder the chain reaction that this matter would cause.

  Long before he planted the Linggu Valley, due to his frequent listening to the sound of the jade, he gradually learned how to extract useful information from complex and complicated information. He deeply knew that he was a small person, in this chaotic world, wanting to survive, must learn to avoid harm.

  If the situation worsens, Xiaoyao Boundary will become a place like Youdu Blood Boundary. A place without spiritual energy is an evil land for cultivators. Xiaoyao Boundary will soon degenerate into a paradise for demons and monsters.

  Zuo Mo didn't know what methods the demon was using, nor did he know if the change in spiritual energy was reversible. If this transformation was reversible, it would be fine, but if it wasn't, then the cultivator's situation would be dire! In an environment without spiritual energy, the cultivator's combat strength would greatly diminish, while the demon would thrive like a fish in water. As one side weakened and the other strengthened, the cultivator's disadvantage would only continue to grow. The demon just needed to nibble away at the boundaries, realm by realm, and the cultivators would be forced to retreat without end.

  Damn it!

  Zuo Mo felt his heartbeat quicken slightly.

  Alright, I was worrying for nothing. Those major sects will not just sit and wait to die. A thousand years ago, cultivators were able to defeat the demons, this time they definitely can too!

  It's just self-consolation.

  His mind turned to himself, this great matter of the world, what does it have to do with him, and it's better to spend more thought on his own life.

  Ling Zhi's husband's worth is going up, at least he won't have to worry about starving... this thought flashed by.

  The order of the small mountain border has completely collapsed, and we must leave here as soon as possible.

  He deeply felt that on the front line of war, an individual's power was negligible. It could not decide the outcome of the battle, nor even one's own life.

  In chaotic times, human life is as cheap as a dog's.

  Ma Fan's heart was racing, the zombie senior fell silent, never speaking a word. He felt that the air in front of him seemed to be solidifying, and the invisible pressure made him tremble with fear. He could clearly hear his own increasingly rapid heartbeat, and he felt a bit parched.

  "Why don't you leave Koshien?" The zombie senior suddenly spoke up.

  Zuo Mo finally spoke up, and Ma Fan felt like he was suffocating, but suddenly took in a breath of air.

  "I report to you, senior, it's not that we don't want to leave Xiaoshan Realm. It's just that the boundary river leading to Tian Shui Realm is firmly controlled by someone. If we want to pass through, we must pay enough crystal stones and spiritual valley."

  Zuo Mo suddenly realized that these people were much more ruthless than himself. The Small Mountain Realm only had two border rivers, one leading to the Tian Yue Realm and the other to the Tian Shui Realm.

  The boundary river leading to Tian Shui Realm was blocked, and Xiao Shan Realm instantly became a dead end, with no one daring to head towards Tian Yue Realm.

  "Didn't anyone die in the past?"

  Ma Fan's bitter smile: "The ones who control the Tian Shui border river are all the most powerful sects in this realm, the Ming Xiao Sect."

  Zuo Mo didn't say a word, but shook his head. Business wasn't done this way.

  Doing business, you come and go, each taking what they need, earning crystal stones. But the Mingxia Sect wants lives. The collapse of Xiaoshan's order is half the responsibility of the Mingxia Sect secretly manipulating behind the scenes. Cultivators who cannot escape Xiaoshan can only constantly fight fiercely, snatching crystal stones and Linggu from others. Everyone thinks that as long as they snatch enough, they can leave this ghostly place.

  As for those who remain, there is only one outcome.

  He didn't feel anything about the war treasure, but the way Mingxia's faction did things still made him quite cold.

  This kind of behavior that pushes people to the brink is playing with fire, and if they are not careful, it's very likely that they will also get themselves burned. However, this can also be seen as a manifestation of their absolute confidence.

  Of course, Zuo Mo hadn't become so idle as to care about other people's business. It was just that the Bright Sky Sect had taken over the Tian Shui River and blocked their path out of Xiao Shan Realm.

  Ming Xiao sect would let him off? Impossible. Ming Xiao sect and he had no relation, why would they let go of such a good opportunity to make money?

  As for forcing one's way in? That is even more impossible.

  Don't look at Gong Sun's casual command of the Golden Armor Guard to capture more than a dozen cultivators so easily, but the power in the hands of a major sect like Ming Xiao is not something that just a few people can contend with.

  Pay crystal?

  Zuo Mo didn't have any crystal stones, but he thought that in other people's eyes, he was definitely a fat sheep. If it were him, seeing such a fat sheep, there was no reason not to suck it dry, why would they be satisfied with just crystal stones?

  The plan was quickly vetoed by Zuo Mo.

  So, there's only one way left, to kill their way out! To want to kill their way out, relying on just the three of them on the boat is not enough. So, they need to expand their strength in hand, just bringing along a force that the other side can't ignore. The Ming Xiao Sect will definitely not engage in a battle of mutual destruction with them, it's simple, Zuo Mo and his group have nothing to lose, but the Ming Xiao Sect still has crystal stones to collect.

  Ma Fan never thought that in just a few words, Zuo Mo's mind would flash with so many thoughts.

  Zuo Mo asked for more specific information about the Tian Shui River, and indeed, the Tian Shui River was managed by the Ming Xiang Sect as tightly as a fortress, also extinguishing his last thread of luck. Originally he had thought that maybe he could pilot the jujube boat to pass through from under the riverbed.

  Zuo Mo was about to ask Gong Sun's opinion, but when he saw the fervor and excitement in Gong Sun's eyes, he already knew the answer.

  This extreme warmonger!

  He muttered to himself for a moment before finding Pu Yao: "Is there any way to make them listen?"

  Pú yāo's blood pupils flashed with a fierce light as he chuckled and said: "Many. The most commonly used by you cultivators is the seal."

  "What's forbidden?" Zuo Mo asked with some curiosity.

  "This is nothing strange." Pu Yao said with a face of "you're overreacting": "This method is used the most on slaves, but some strict sects will also use it on their disciples to prevent them from rebelling."

  "How terrifying!" Zuo Mo shuddered. He couldn't imagine that after joining a sect, he would have to be implanted with seals in his body.

  "How about you?"

  "I want."

  Zuo Mo hesitated for a moment, but still decided to do it. It was either you die or I live, there was nothing more to say, first cross the boundary river and then talk about it later. The seal was inhumane, but at present, it was the most effective way, there wasn't much time to waste on him.

  Zuo Mo didn't want to wait until the demon army arrived again before he left the Small Mountain Realm.

  Pu Yao was unusually decisive this time and taught Zuo Mo several forbidden techniques.

  Prohibition is not that easy, especially for Zuo Mo who only has one level of Cong Ridge. He spent a lot of effort and barely managed to learn it. Fortunately, his spiritual awareness surpassed others, otherwise, prohibition would not be something he could play with at this stage.

  Poor Ma Fan became the first test subject.

  Just as Zuo Mo was painstakingly casting a seal on the unconscious cultivator, the Plover Demon in the sea of consciousness revealed an amused expression.

  "You're looking forward to it too, aren't you!" He supported his chin, his eerie blood pupils as deep as the sea of blood, and said softly in front of the tombstone: "How pragmatic! It's really making me appreciate more and more! He is destined not to follow your path... You self-destructive fool!"

  The tombstone is quiet and still.

  The last layer of prohibition was laid down, and Zuo Mo was exhausted like a dog. The prohibitions he had laid down were all in the Congealing Period, a total of sixteen people.

  "Everything else is up to you." After finishing speaking, Zuo Mo immediately took out a crystal stone and entered meditation, his divine sense and spiritual power completely exhausted.

  "No problem!" Gong Sun Chi raised his handsome and delicate face, revealing a smile, with excited light flashing in his eyes.

  On the side, Ma Fan only felt a chill run from the coccyx along the spine all the way up.

  Heavenly Moon Boundary, Araki Reef.

  "Miss, the 13th Legion under Yan Yue has arrived at the border river leading to Mingtao. The 6th Legion under Jin Baozhen has also arrived at the border river leading to Jiasan, and neither team found any suspicious targets on the way." The middle-aged man reported respectfully.

  "They're quite quick with their actions." Mu Xi said calmly: "The net has been cast, all that's left is to slowly investigate. Be careful."

  "Yes!" The middle-aged man responded sternly, he hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Miss, we have discovered traces of demonic activity."

  "Magic?" The color of Yan Feng's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

  Mu Xi's gaze condensed slightly, and she raised her head to ask: "Have you figured out who it is?"

  "The only ones who can pass through the Blood Boundary Rift are those who rule over the following demons." Yan Feng's expression of surprise had yet to fade: "Which Moon Demon King is it? What did he come here for? Could his goal be the same as ours?"

  "Why can't it be?" Mu Xi glanced at Yan Feng: "You've left out one possibility, such as a True Devil Overlord who has sealed their own power."

  The middle-aged man's face changed color.

  "Find out immediately." Mu Xi said resolutely: "Even if he is the true Demon Lord, there's no need to worry. It's best to have contact with him, maybe he can help us a lot."

  "Yes." The middle-aged man took orders.

  Still seeing the worried look on his subordinates' faces, Muxi smiled and said: "There's no need to worry too much. Whether it's the Moon Demon School or the True Devil Overlord, they only have one common enemy with us."

  Mu Xi's face can only be considered delicate, but this smile seems to have a different kind of power, making people's minds involuntarily calm down.

  "The young lady is right," said the middle-aged man with a smile.