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  The transmission symbol exploded in mid-air, Mo Qing dusted off his brow, bookworms also like to read:

  The talisman can't be sent out, which means Duan Qingge must be in a special place at this moment.

  "A special place must have a special affair, Qing Song Shi Jie, I hope you are safe." Mo Qingchen muttered to himself.

  Since they had agreed to meet but couldn't get in touch, and it was dark at the moment, Mo Qingchen simply stayed where he was.

  Since everyone has to stay in the valley for ten days anyway, there is still plenty of time. It's most unwise to act on a night full of crises everywhere.

  To take a step back, even if I didn't find the Double-Leafed Golden Orchid and other valuable spiritual herbs, I still have over a thousand years' worth of spiritual herbs in my hands. At that time, picking out one or two rare ones would be enough to make up for it.

  "Ah, so you were deceiving me!" Huo Wu Ya said, seeing Mo Qingchen sit down at the foot of a large tree with a thud, his face flushed with anger.

  Mo Qingchen raised an eyebrow: "Who deceived you? I'll leave as soon as it's dawn."

  Fortunately, this Fire Crow is communicating with me mentally, otherwise its commotion would have attracted the attention of both the demon beasts and the cultivators.

  People have just entered the valley and know that they haven't picked any precious spiritual medicine yet, and it's not time to kill people and rob treasures. If they encounter something, there won't be much trouble, but if they provoke some high-level demon beasts, they will be in big trouble.

  "Humans are indeed cunning!" The Fire Crow said, then jumped onto a branch and closed its eyes to rest.

  Mo Qingchen was in high spirits as he entered the valley, not feeling tired at all. Thinking that it wasn't safe to meditate here either, he decided to circle around the big tree and look for spiritual grasses and medicines instead.

  Worry-free Valley is indeed a secret realm, Mo Qingchen can sense the spiritual medicine after walking a few steps. Although it's not the right season, with gourds in hand, she doesn't care at all, from time to time picking a few plants and putting them into a jade box, waiting to be transplanted to the medicinal garden when she returns.

  It wasn't until the sky turned a pale white that Mo Qingchen leaned against the big tree, closed his eyes and rested for a short while. By then, it was already daylight.

  The transmission symbol still exploded in mid-air, thinking that since he came, he couldn't be stuck in one place forever. Mo Qingchen took the three-step-backward Fire Crow and left this place.

  The eyes are filled with green woods, wisteria entwined, fragrant grasses and wildflowers everywhere, with butterflies frolicking about, looking like a paradise on earth.

  Mo Qingchen didn't dare to be careless at all, and walked forward with utmost vigilance.

  The green grass is trampled on the ground, making a rustling sound. The startled butterflies flutter their wings and fly over.

  "Hmph, what's so great about it? My chosen home is still the best." The loud voice of Huo Wu Ya came again.

  Mo Qingchen's Sunspot jumped. He replied, "I've heard that the Fire Crow is a pack-dwelling demon beast, how come there's only you?"

  "Hey!" This word seemed to have stepped on the Fire Crow's tail, and it actually jumped up from Mo Qingchen's shoulder. Its wings spread out and its waist was raised as if it was about to scold again.

  But then two small green lights came, and with a sudden jump to the side, just as he was about to speak, Mo Qingchen said: "Hurry over and take a look below. Other book friends are watching normally!"

  The crow turned its head and saw a butterfly pinned to the ground by two small green needles. Its small body stiffened, and when it looked at Mo Qingchen again, its gaze was much more honest. It muttered: "The butterfly didn't provoke you."

  Mo Qingchen shot out several green needles at the butterflies flying towards him while saying, "Don't you know these butterflies are poisonous? Not only did you not warn me, but you also made a sarcastic comment!"

  It's a bit scary to think about it now, if I hadn't been extra careful and noticed that the butterfly flying towards me had bright red mouthparts, I would have suddenly remembered that this kind of butterfly is poisonous, and if I had been stung, my whole body would have gone numb, and these few butterflies would have been enough to put me in danger.

  The black crow said with a hint of grievance: "I've lived here for so long, how come I don't think they're poisonous?"

  Mo Qingchen was dealing with the fluttering butterflies while secretly thinking, could it be that humans and demonic beasts are different, certain things that are toxic to humans have no effect on demonic beasts?

  "There, there, another one has come." The raven cried out in a disturbing manner.

  "Shut up!" Mo Qingchen popped out a green needle and pinned the butterfly to the ground.

  Luckily I didn't buy a suitable attacking magic wand, so I turned my attention to the commonly used ivy.

  In the portable medicine garden, there is a thousand-year-old dark green creeper with thorns that are as powerful as flying needle-type magic tools after a thousand years.

  Mo Qingchen had busily collected a lot and put them in his storage bag for future use, and now they were indeed very useful.

  But gradually, Mo Qingchen felt that something was wrong. The butterflies were getting more and more numerous, and the number of green needles she could emit at one time had already reached its limit, yet there were still many butterflies flying towards her.

  Cold sweat seeped from her forehead, and although Mo Qingchen's movements with the flying needle became more skilled as time passed, when she saw the dense butterflies covering the sky in front of her and rushing towards her together, Mo Qingchen still couldn't resist. The bowl-like artifact in her hand suddenly expanded to the size of a huge bell, enveloping her and the Fire Crow inside,

  The bowl-shaped magic utensil's defensive power was indeed not bad, those butterflies crashed into it head-on, stirring up a burst of spiritual light, and many were dazed and fell straight down.

  There were also some who refused to give up, stretching out their tentacles and flying around, but after a while they too dispersed.

  Mo Qing dust settled, took out a spiritual recovery pill and swallowed it in one gulp. After waiting for the spiritual energy inside his body to recover somewhat, he then put away the magical artifact.

  "Let's go." Mo Qing glanced at Huo Wu Ya indifferently, the battle just now was surprisingly uneventful, but he had an air of watching a show, which was really infuriating.

  It suddenly occurred to him that it wasn't a willing contract, and if he died, it would regain its freedom, so he let go. Anyway, he didn't really want a crow as his spiritual beast, so he'd just bear with it for two days and then dissolve the contract, and they'd go their separate ways, having nothing to do with each other.

  "Look what you're doing, I didn't ask you to protect me. Besides, I'm not afraid of that butterfly's poison." Fire Crow muttered.

  Jian Mo Qing didn't respond and walked straight forward, but instead followed her, landing on her shoulder.

  One person and one crow walked silently for a while, Mo Qingchen occasionally bent down to pick some spiritual herbs, but the Fire Crow couldn't hold back: "I'm asking you, what's the point of picking these? They can't be eaten or drunk. These have only grown for a year, they don't even have any fragrance!"

  Mo Qingchen put away the spiritual medicine he had picked and ignored it, continuing on his way forward.

  The fire crow muttered to itself for half a day and finally got annoyed: "Humans are so petty and hateful!"

  "Hate it or not, you're stuck with me anyway." Mo Qingchu said coolly.

  She suddenly realized that the crow's quarrel could actually ease her tension in this perilous and mysterious realm, especially when she was alone.

  "You bookworms also like to read:" The fiery crow's eyes rolled upwards and finally fell silent.

  At noon, Mo Qingchen chose a secluded place to stop and took out food from his storage bag to start eating.

  She didn't like to eat Bao Gu Dan, anyway the food she prepared all contained spiritual energy, eating it not only did no harm but also benefited her body, so she had always been eating normally, unless she was in a state of frenzied cultivation.

  "What are you eating?" Croak asked hastily, his small eyes shining with excitement as soon as he saw the food.

  Mo Qingchen threw over a dish of food and said, "You try it and you'll know."

  The fire crow swooped down and swallowed it in a wolfish manner, then chuckled and said: "Is there any more?"

  Mo Qingchen twitched the corner of his mouth. What kind of luck was this? The spiritual beast he had signed for the first time in his life not only talked incessantly, but also ate a lot.

  Hei Wu Ya swallowed a few more things and belched contentedly before Mo Qingchen stood up to continue on his journey.

  Walking further, they encountered another ten or so demonic beasts. Fortunately, they were all first-level demonic beasts. Mo Qingchen not only didn't get hurt but also gained a lot of experience in fighting against enemies and obtained materials from the demonic beasts' bodies. The Fire Crow that had seen Mo Qingchen cast his spells and fight had become much more obedient.

  During this time, she also met many cultivators. As Duan Qingge said, most of the cultivators who saw her wearing Yao Guang's uniform directly walked past her, and some friendly ones even nodded to her.

  But Mo Qingchen knew that this was only the second day, and after the fifth day, these cultivators who still had a smile on their faces might kill themselves in the next moment.

  Is there a softer persimmon than this lonely, female monk with low cultivation?

  After going through numerous battles with demonic beasts, Mo Qingchen was no longer afraid of those who were also in the Refining Qi stage, and she even had confidence to take on anyone below the Foundation Establishment stage.

  But a good man can't stand against many people. Alone, he is destined to make his own decisions and have more conflicts. Book fans also like to see:

  What's even more anxious is that I still haven't contacted Duan Qingge, and I don't know how she's doing.

  Three days passed again, and Mo Qingchen won dozens of times in his encounters with the first-level demon beasts without any danger. He could occasionally see cultivators starting to clash, and he began to restrain his own aura and stopped searching for spiritual herbs, taking a secluded path instead.

  "You humans are so foolish, every ten years you rush in and stir up trouble, yet you don't even bother to search for the spiritual medicine properly, and instead fight with your own kind." The Fire Crow sneered.

  Mo Qingchen didn't respond, instead asking: "Do you know where I can find a Double-leafed Golden Orchid?"

  "What is Double-leafed Orchid?" asked Hu Wu Ya.

  Mo Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and he himself had forgotten that the Double-leafed Golden Orchid was just a name given by humans to those spiritual medicines. How would Huo Wu Ya know?

  Just then, Huo Wu Ya half-opened his white eyes and said, "I don't know."

  A simple and straightforward command from Mo Qingchen almost choked her, she thought that if she couldn't find it, she would casually hand over a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine in exchange for the foundation-building pill, but that way, she could only get one, whereas finding the double-leafed golden orchid herself and transplanting it to the medicine garden would allow her to obtain a large quantity of foundation-building pills.

  At this moment, a talisman suddenly broke through the air and came over. Mo Qingchen stretched out his hand to receive it, and his face lit up with joy: "Sister Qingge, so you were there."

  He hastily sent a message symbol to tell Duan Qingge his current location, and the two agreed to rush to the nearest place from each other.

  "Big brother, I've run out of Rejuvenation Pills. Would you be willing to spare some for me?" a soft and sweet female voice called out.

  Mo Qingchen hastily retracted his aura and looked in the direction of the sound. However, he suddenly stopped, this woman... she was familiar!