Mo Qingchen had his reasons for suppressing his cultivation at the ninth layer of Qi Refining.

  Since Yang's family said that the foundation-building monks are rarely seen here, let alone looking so young and being a girl, even if it was an ordinary-looking male monk who came to this place as a stranger, he would be noticed by countless people, but the refining period is not surprising.

  But her cultivation is too low, she looks like a 17 or 18 year old little girl, alone and newly arrived, if her cultivation is low, that's an invitation for trouble.

  The nine layers of refining Qi are just right, and it's exactly the appearance of having just stepped into the late stage of refining Qi.

  After refining the air in the later period, there is a big difference from the initial and middle periods of refining the air. In addition to spells, you can also use magical instruments. This way, if there are troubles in the future, she doesn't have to be too timid or hesitant. Moreover, cultivators who travel outside during the refining air period will not offend cultivators in the later period of refining the air unless it is related to their interests, which reduces a lot of trouble.

  Yang's family also had a straightforward person, who only stared blankly for a moment before saying: "Miss is really killing the young lady." He had already seamlessly replaced "senior" with "miss".

  "Yang Dajie, my surname is Mo. Although my cultivation is slightly higher, there's no need to be so polite. You can just call me Mo Mei Zi. These past few days, I'm afraid I'll still have to trouble you and your husband." Mo Qingchen smiled warmly and elegantly.

  Yang's family nodded wisely: "So the young lady is too proud. Mo sister, the place where I and my husband live is called Wen Zhu Island, which is one of the larger islands except for Sheng Xin Island. The nearby area produces a large quantity and high quality of Anshen purple pearl, so many people make a living by pearl diving..."

  Mo Qingchen listened with a smile as Yang Dasao told the situation on Wen Zhu Island, while skillfully rowing the small boat to speed away.

  The small boat's speed was naturally inferior to the flying artifact, and after a whole day of sailing, all that could be seen was still a vast expanse of water. However, Mo Qingchen had already been able to sense the location of the town with his divine sense.

  Yang Da Ge finally woke up and saw a strange girl on his boat, whose cultivation was at the 9th level of Qi Refining. He couldn't help but be shocked and became vigilant.

  Yang's wife saw this and scolded: "Wu Ge, what are you doing? Hurry up and thank her. Luckily Mo Jia's daughter saved you, otherwise we would have been separated by life and death..."

  At this point, he couldn't go on speaking, thinking that the life of a pearl diver was often a matter of life and death, all for the sake of occasionally being able to buy some spiritual medicine to use, and his voice became choked with emotion.

  Seeing his wife in tears, Yang Da Ge was flustered and hastily said: "Lan Mei don't cry, it's all my fault..."

  Mo Qingchen, who was standing beside them, felt a little embarrassed seeing the deep affection between the couple, and he seemed to be shining brightly standing there.

  Yang's wife was a clever person, and when her husband's initial excitement had calmed down, she gave the man a signal with her eyes.

  Yang Dage is not a fool either, and immediately saluted Mo Qingchen with great courtesy: "Although it's said that great kindness doesn't need to be thanked, I, Yang Biwu, still want to say thank you to Miss Mo. The favor of saving my life will certainly be remembered in my heart."

  Mo Qingchen dodged and said: "Yang brother is being polite, little sister just happened to be there. These few days will probably still cause trouble for you."

  Seeing Mr. Jun's slightly puzzled gaze, Yang Dasao looked at Mo Qingchen and saw that Mo Qingchen did not object, so he told Yang Biwu the whole story, of course, hiding Mo Qingchen's true cultivation without mentioning it.

  Yang Biwu hesitated for a moment before saying: "If Miss Mo doesn't mind, why don't we just tell outsiders that she's a distant cousin from the inner family, who came out to gain experience from another island?"

  Mo Qingchen smiled and said, "But I'll follow Big Brother Yang's arrangement."

  In his heart, he secretly thought that this couple didn't seem like ordinary pearl divers. After some thought, regardless of their cultivation level, these two were indeed people with spiritual roots. If placed among ordinary people, they would be one in ten thousand, and he felt that he had been overthinking things.

  After another two days of sailing, Mo Qingchen finally saw the shadow of land.

  Only a few fishing boats were seen on the shore, solitary and similar in shape to the small boat of Yang's couple.

  Looking further in, it was a piece of house after another, but the houses were different from what Mo Qingchen had seen before. They were all built with colorful stones and looked very beautiful.

  "Yang brothers, you two are back! How was it? A good harvest, I suppose?" someone on a small boat shouted.

  That man looked over forty years old, with a cultivation base of four layers of Qi Refining. Although his tone was enthusiastic when asking questions, Mo Qingchen felt that there was some sarcasm in his words for no reason.

  Then he heard that man exclaim: "Oh, who is this girl?" As he spoke, a pair of eyes rolled around and glanced at Mo Qingchen.

  Mo Qing's gaze swept past him coldly, the aura of a late-stage cultivator causing that person's face to change color and his shoulders to shrink involuntarily.

  "Wang Dage was just joking, what gain is there? It's just my wife's cousin's sister coming out to practice and happened to arrive near Wenzhen Island. My wife and I went to pick her up." Yang Biwu said calmly, then took Mo Qingchen and the two of them walked over.

  "From afar, a voice laced with skepticism came through: 'Cousin? How come I didn't know his wife had a cousin like that?'"

  Another elderly man chuckled and said: "Brother Wang, you're going too far. Yang Du Shi wasn't even a local to begin with, some of her relatives we don't know what kind of weirdness they have."

  "Don't take it to heart, Mo Mei. That person relies on being a distant relative of the Wang family and has a very cheap mouth. Just stay far away from him in the future." Yang Du said quietly.

  Mo Qingchen furrowed his brow. Although it's said that a strong dragon doesn't oppress the local snake, he himself was far superior to that person in terms of cultivation, so why wasn't he showing any fear at all?

  At the moment, she felt that this strange place was even stranger, and it always made her feel a little uneasy, but she couldn't say what was wrong, so she asked casually: "I heard from my sister that most people here make a living by pearl diving, how come there are only a few fishing boats on the shore?"

  Yang Du said, "Sister, you've come at the wrong time. This month is the coldest period for us here, and there's ice floating on the sea. Not many people can withstand it. In a few days, the number of boats on this shore will be so numerous that we'll have nowhere to set foot."

  "What about you then?" Mo Qingchen asked curiously.

  Yang Du's lips were bitten, and she sighed softly: "It's not that he wants to make some more spirit stones to buy a few elixirs, thinking of impacting the fifth layer of refining air. Don't be fooled, sister, if our cultivators reach the fifth layer of refining air, their lives will be much better than they are now."

  "Huh?" Mo Qingchen opened his eyes.

  Yang Du glanced at Yang Biwu lightly and said in a low voice, "Once you reach the fifth layer of refining energy, you'll be qualified to go to the Wang family as a housekeeper. That way, every month there will be spiritual stone salaries, and life will be much better than ours... Unfortunately, this time not only did we gain nothing, but almost lost our lives..."

  The hardships of a loose cultivator are beyond the dust. When I was in Tianyao City, I also had experience with it, and in such a place where one family dominates, the difficulties of a loose cultivator will be even more difficult.

  After listening to Yang Du's words, Mo Qingchen further understood the situation of the Wang family.

  Apart from the Yuanyang people and a few scattered cultivators, almost all of them rely on the Wang family for survival.

  Cultivators in the Refining Qi stage do not have the ability to cross the sea, so they cannot take out the products of the Interheart Sea and exchange them for spirit stones.

  Due to geographical constraints, some essential cultivation resources for monks are not available in the temple and need to be purchased from outside.

  These things naturally fell under the control of the Wang family, and those scattered cultivators had to engage in various jobs to earn spirit stones in exchange for the necessary training.

  The Wang family set another rule, and the loose cultivators who had cultivated to the fifth layer of Qi Refining would have the qualifications to become a member of the Wang family's household staff. By the time they reached the ninth layer, they could become a general of the house. This gave those loose cultivators hope again, so they wouldn't be driven to desperation and rebel in anger.

  Of course, this is not Yang Du's original words, but Mo Qingchen inferred from what she said.

  Mo Qingchen slowly looked around and found that the island was very large. If one didn't know, walking on it would be no different from walking on the Tianyuan Continent.

  There were many cultivators coming and going, most of whom were in the early or middle stages of Qi Refining. Those in the later stages weren't uncommon either. However, it seemed that women were scarce, which was why Mo Qingchen still attracted quite a few admiring glances.

  After walking for a while, they turned into a narrower road. When they met people again, many of them greeted loudly. The Yang couple introduced Mo Qingchen in the same way as agreed upon.

  The three finally stopped in front of a somewhat dilapidated house, Yang Dushi took out the key to open the courtyard door and said to Mo Qingchen: "Sister, please come in quickly, it's a bit simple at home, don't mind."

  Mo Qingchen smiled and walked in, finding that although the inside was old and worn out, it was clean and tidy. Especially in the small courtyard, a plum tree was still planted, bringing a faint fragrance in the cold winter.

  "Dad, Mom, you're back!" A seven or eight-year-old boy pushed open the door and ran out, with a face full of joy. Seeing Mo Qingchen by her side, he suddenly froze and shrank behind Yang Dushi.

  Yang Du pulled out a boy and said: "Little Hai, call Auntie."

  The boy's face was delicate, with a pair of big and bright eyes looking at Mo Qingchen and softly calling out "Auntie" in a tender and childish tone.

  Mo Qing dust warmly greeted the young boy, wanting to give a small gift as a meeting gift, but found that what he currently had was not something that could be taken out, and couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed. Suddenly thinking of the newly obtained water-avoiding pearl, he took one out and handed it over, saying: "Little Hai, you take this to play with."

  Looking at the pale blue and white water-ripple bead in Mo Qingchen's hand, Yang Biwu's face changed, and he hastily said: "Miss Mo, you mustn't, this is too valuable."

  Mo Qingchen's cultivation was far higher than that of the couple, so he could naturally see from subtle signs that they were not pretending. He smiled and said: "It's just a toy for the child, don't decline it. If you feel uneasy, let me taste your sister's craftsmanship and experience the local specialty."

  Jian Mo Qingchen didn't see anything out of place, and Yang Biwu let out a sigh of relief, instructing Yang Du to go cook.

  Mo Qingchen naturally didn't want to talk much with a man she barely knew, so she teased Xiao Hai and used her peripheral vision to see Yang Biwu sneaking into the kitchen.

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