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  Mo Qingchen's face sank, she was unhappy that someone had sent a transmission talisman in front of her for no reason, other book friends looked on normally.

  It's just that now is different from the past. She is no longer a small, helpless outer sect disciple, but a disciple of a True Immortal who has formed an elixir. Her expression returned to calmness.

  "Miss Mo, don't misunderstand, it's just that someone has owed you something for a long time and hasn't had the chance to give it to you yet." Mr. Wu hurriedly explained.

  Before long, someone lifted their foot and came in, it was that doll-faced Wang Shixiong.

  Mo Qingchen was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Wu Xing with her eyes, how could she not remember that Wang Shixiong owed her something.

  Wang Shixiong with a doll-like face scowled and didn't utter a word when he saw Mo Qingchen.

  "Wu surname repair scholar smiled and said: 'Wang Shidi, you have been waiting for Mo Shimei for several years, how come when the person arrived, you don't speak, could it be that you want to renege on your debt?'"

  Wang's face turned even darker, gritting his teeth as he said, "Who owes money? Bookworms still like to read! Here, little girl, this is for you!" As he spoke, he tossed a spirit beast pouch at Mo Qingchen.

  Mo Qing dust subconsciously reached out to take it, and his divine sense swept across, only to find that there were several bees inside. However, these bees were not of ordinary color, their entire body was a transparent jade-like color, only the veins on their wings were deep red like blood. He couldn't help but look at Wang Xing in confusion.

  Then, a man with the surname Wang, who was a Buddhist monk, made a painful expression and said: "This is the Green Blooded Spirit Bee. The quality of its honey is exceptionally good. I hope you will treat it well!"

  A face that says she doesn't know her stuff.

  Mo Qingchen was no longer the same person who only knew how to cultivate and had little knowledge. Gu Li deliberately tempered her during that period, and she didn't neglect to read those miscellaneous jade books. As soon as Wang mentioned it, she remembered the information about the Bi Xue Ling Feng.

  The Azure Blood Bee is the rarest and most precious of all bee-type spirit beasts, with no attack power to speak of. What's peculiar about it is the spirit honey it brews. The flavor is absolutely superb, and it also has beauty-enhancing effects, greatly benefiting the bodies of cultivators who consume it. It is an excellent warming supplement.

  The Bi Xue Ling Feng's favorite is a kind of strange tree called Luo Fan Mu Mian, which blooms with flowers. The Ling Mi brewed from the Luo Fan Mu Mian flower can increase cultivation when eaten. It won't cause instability in the foundation like frequent consumption of Dan medicine, it's a spiritual medicine that cultivators yearn for. Unfortunately, the Luo Fan Mu Mian tree is extremely rare and only blooms once every hundred years, making the Luo Fan Mu Mian flower honey something that can be encountered but not sought after.

  No matter what, this Azure Blood Spirit Bee is indeed a good thing. However, Mo Qingchen isn't a greedy person. Seeing that Wang surname cultivator's unwilling expression, he tossed the spirit beast bag back and said: "Wang Shixiong, a gentleman doesn't take away something someone loves. This Azure Blood Spirit Bee is so precious, you should keep it for yourself."

  Who would have thought that Wang, the cultivator, looked even more displeased after hearing this. He took a few steps forward and forcibly stuffed the spirit beast bag into Mo Qingchen's hands, saying viciously: "You're really nagging, just take it!"

  He finished speaking and turned around to leave.

  Mo Qingchen silently gazed at the Wu surname cultivator, thinking to himself that this person must be crazy, for no reason giving him a spiritual bee and then acting as if he had robbed him.

  Huh, isn't that person fond of self-abuse?

  It was Wu who spoke up and dispelled her doubts: "Mo Shimei, don't be surprised. It's because of a bet I made with Wang Shidi back then. If he lost, he would give you a few of these Bi Xue Ling bees to raise as pets. Although the Bi Xue Ling bee is rare, without the Luofan Muxiang flower, it can't be considered precious. The spiritual honey it produces just tastes a bit better, so just take it and put your mind at ease."

  It turned out to be the case, so Mo Qingchen didn't pretend, and calmly put away the Ling Beast bag. Only then did he mention that he was going to leave the mountain to travel.

  After leaving the Execution Hall, Mo Qingchen thought for a moment and sent out several transmission talismans.

  It's uncertain how many years it'll take before I return, so I must bid farewell to a few close friends.

  Thinking of those people, Mo Qingchen smiled slightly and pursed his lips.

  The effect of Du Qing's pure yin body gradually emerged, and she successfully advanced two years ago, just in time to become a foundation-building cultivator at the age of thirty. It is said that during these two years, she solidified her realm on one hand and began to delve into medical studies on the other, intending to take the path of medical cultivation. As a result, the two only used message talismans to communicate over the past two years, and they had no opportunity to meet each other amidst their busy schedules.

  Mo Yu had been cultivating for more than eight years since he was 29 years old, and his cultivation had already reached the peak of the early stage of foundation building. He only needed some opportunities to break through.

  As for Xiao Xia Ge and Chen Jiao Xiang, they are now one at the 11th layer of Qi Refining and the other at the 12th layer.

  Xiao Xiaoge was doing well, and in his occasional exchanges with Mo Qingchen, there was no impatience in his words. Every time, he would talk about some interesting things that happened around him and the gossip he had heard, so that although Mo Qingchen rarely left the side peak, he still heard a lot of news.

  Chen Jiaoxian doesn't know why she had to rush to the 12th floor, but ended up failing. Now she's in seclusion, focusing on reaching the Great Circle of Refining Qi as soon as possible.

  Apart from these four people, there's no need to inform anyone else. Mo Qingchen thought as he walked outwards. The Thick Virtue Peak had a road that led directly to the Gate of the Sect. According to the rules, this section of the road was not allowed for flying with magical instruments.

  "Eldest Sister Mo!" Suddenly heard an excited voice.

  Mo Qingchen raised his head and subconsciously furrowed his brow.

  The monk who greeted them was Zhao Mingfeng, the disciple of Jin Feng Peak. For seven years, she had been practicing with her master and rarely interacted with the outside world. Yet, every month, she would receive a transmission talisman from this very same Zhao brother.

  There's nothing much in the transmission either, it's either asking her how she's been lately or inviting her to do a task together.

  Mo Qingchu politely replied a few times at first, but later she simply pretended not to see it, and the transmission talisman still didn't stop.

  "Mo Shimei, you've finally ended your closed-door training. Where are you headed?" Zhao Mingfeng asked with a pleased expression.

  Mo Qingchen furrowed her brow. She wasn't a naive little girl who didn't understand the ways of the world. She had grasped Zhao Shixiong's intention, which was simply to pursue her.

  As for the reason, Mo Qingchen secretly sneered in his heart, thinking that it was probably because he had seen her true appearance on the day she successfully built the foundation at Jinjin Peak.

  "Brother Zhao, I have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave first." Mo Qingchen didn't want to get entangled with this person any further, and said indifferently as he turned to leave.

  She knows what she likes and admires Xiao Ai, it's just human nature, she won't be disgusted with people because of this, of course, as long as it doesn't interfere with her.

  But Zhao didn't seem to take the hint, and as Mo Qingchen walked away, he quickly blocked his path, almost causing Mo Qingchen to bump into him.

  "Zhao Shixiong, what are you doing?" Mo Qingchen's face turned cold.

  Zhao Mingfeng saw the beauty get angry, and his words were unusually awkward: "Mo Shimei, you... don't go, we haven't seen each other for many years, and Shixiong has always had something to say to you in person..."

  Mo Qingchen coldly shouted to stop him: "Zhao Shixiong, little sister really has an urgent matter, please let me pass. Besides, there's nothing for us to talk about."

  Mo Qingchen finished speaking and quickly walked away, Zhao Mingfeng hastily followed him, closely pursuing and saying: "Sister Mo, Sister Mo, give me a moment, just listen to me say a few words."

  The disciples coming and going saw a male cultivator of the foundation stage entwined with a female cultivator of the foundation stage, all secretly laughing to themselves, their eyes constantly sizing up the two.

  Mo Qingchen was extremely embarrassed, she had been in the Yao Guang Sect since her arrival and had never encountered such a thing, nor had she ever thought that a dignified foundation-building cultivator could make such a move in public.

  This was beyond Mo Qingchen's expectations. The cultivation world had always had more male cultivators than female ones, and the higher the level, the more so it was. As a result, many male cultivators who saw suitable female cultivators were much more open in their pursuit than she had imagined.

  Moreover, cultivators do not follow worldly etiquette and do not consider this a shameful thing. Also, due to the benefits of dual cultivation, as long as it is not forced, even elders have an attitude of delighting in their success.

  Among these non-spectating disciples, some have already started cheering and urging them on.

  Dealing with this kind of thing, Duan Qingge has much more experience than Mo Qingchen, simply because she has encountered too many pursuers and has long understood the principle of using four ounces to move a thousand pounds.

  Mo Qingchen's flustered and embarrassed appearance fell into Zhao Mingfeng's eyes, but in his heart, he was delighted, as women like this were often easier to handle.

  He thought of that fleeting glance years ago, and he couldn't help but be shocked by her heavenly beauty. Thinking that his junior sister was dressed like this without drawing attention from others, he saw a great opportunity and became even more spirited.

  Ye Tianyuan had been cultivating quietly for several years and had successfully entered the later stage of foundation building. After stabilizing his realm for a period, he thought it was time to go out and travel. He came to the Thick Virtue Peak's Council Hall to report, but who would have thought that as he jumped down from the flying vehicle, not one of his disciples could be seen? When he looked again, those people were all standing by the side of the road, making a ruckus, while in the middle of the road, a female foundation-building cultivator was being pestered by a male cultivator of the same level.

  He was used to this kind of thing and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes falling on something, his face slightly cold.

  Seeing the crowd of onlookers growing larger, this inexplicable Zhao Shixiong seemed determined to pursue the matter relentlessly. Mo Qingchen's face turned black with anger: "Zhao Shixiong, are you going to let go or not?"

  "Miss Mo, just give me some time and that's all I need. We're both cultivators of the same rank, and it's inevitable that we'll have a chance to spar in the future. Why must you reject me so thoroughly?" Zhao Mingfeng said with a shameless expression.

  When he heard the two words "sparring", Mo Qingdun felt a chill for no reason, and his heart cursed twice. Who would spar with you?

  Mo Qingchen dodged him again, her face already covered with a cold frost. Zhao Mingfeng, however, did not know his limits and approached her once more, even extending his hand to grab her clothes.

  Mo Qingchen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and no longer cared that they were on the Yangguan Avenue leading to the mountain gate of Houdede Peak. She flipped her hand and drew out the brick-shaped artifact she had obtained in her early years, fiercely striking Zhao Mingfeng's face with it.

  There is a man pursuing, even if the woman is unwilling, she can't help but feel flattered in her heart. Even if she rejects him, she will do so with gentle courtesy, leaving the man still thinking of her.

  Zhao Mingfeng thought that Mo Qingchen was inexperienced and didn't know how to refuse, so he became even bolder. He never expected her to actually dare to make a move under the watchful eyes of everyone at Houdede Peak.

  One was ruthless in his actions, although he was still in the early stages of building his foundation, he tempered himself every day in the icy waterfall, and his slender body actually contained astonishing power.

  Another was completely unguarded, and although he was in the middle of building his foundation, his skills were only average.

  Mo Qing dust suddenly slapped the brick on Zhao Shixiong's face, and under the influence of Yu Li, he flew backwards, with the enlarged brick slapping him to the ground!

  Suddenly, all around became silent.