Standing directly in front of the delicate female Cultivator, Mo Wenyue, was a Crimson Robed Youth with sharp, chiseled features and a handsome, upright posture.
This youth was none other than the Early Stage Nascent Soul cultivator who called himself Young Lord, the very person Yang Che had gone through immense trouble to finally shake off.
Yang Che’s heart tightened, and a faint cold sweat instantly seeped into his palms.
Fortunately, with the Divine Concealment Art, his cultivation and aura were now at the peak Foundation Establishment Late Stage Realm.
As long as he was careful, this person would absolutely not be able to recognize him.
Yang Che quickly calmed down and pretended to slowly stroll around the Yuan Fang City.
However, the sudden appearance of a Nascent Soul cultivator in this ‘Yuan Fang City’ made almost everyone here tremble with awe and respect in their eyes.
Yang Che also took this opportunity to put on a very ‘reverent’ appearance, ‘carefully’ selecting items at a stall, while simultaneously listening intently.
“Little sister, be obedient and come back with big brother.”
Even though the Crimson Robed Youth, Mo Shaotian, was a Nascent Soul cultivator, he seemed somewhat helpless looking at his youngest biological sister.
The petite and exquisite Mo Wenyue had a blush on her face, mixed with a hint of sorrow.
She looked at her elder brother, who had doted on her the most since childhood, her nostrils flaring slightly, suddenly feeling a pang of bitterness, and a wave of grievance she couldn’t control surged into her heart.
She and Su Liang, who was beside her, were deeply in love and wished to become Dao Companions.
However, the Su and Mo Families had long-standing animosity due to the position of City Lord.
Especially in recent months, the tension had escalated to the point of being on the verge of war.
Everyone in the Family strongly opposed her becoming a Dao Companion with Su Liang, and even her elder brother in front of her had not said a single word in her defense.
She couldn’t understand why the Family members who had once made her feel so warm had suddenly seemed to change completely, no longer showing her any kindness.
While the Su and Mo Families indeed had their disputes, she and Su Liang had never inquired about or interfered with any Family matters.
“Big brother, did the Family send you to find me?”
Mo Wenyue’s eyes were slightly red, and her voice was a little low.
“Regardless of whether the Family sent me, you must come back with me this time.”
Mo Shaotian’s expression was serious, and after speaking, he glared fiercely at Su Liang, who was beside him.
Although Su Liang’s legs seemed to tremble under the immense pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator, his face still showed stubbornness.
Mo Wenyue flashed in front of Su Liang, blocking him, and softly said, “Big brother, don’t make things difficult for him. I’ll go back with you.”
Mo Shaotian was startled, then suddenly sighed, reached out and stroked his little sister’s head, said nothing more, and turned to leave.
Mo Wenyue gently patted Su Liang’s hand, smiled at him, and then followed behind Mo Shaotian, walking out of the Yuan Fang City.
“Wenyue, don’t worry, I will definitely reach Core Formation as soon as possible.”
Su Liang watched Mo Wenyue’s disappearing back, clenching his fists tightly, almost shouting.
It was only after the Nascent Soul cultivator, Mo Shaotian, had been gone for a long time that Yuan Fang City slowly returned to its usual atmosphere.
“Hey, Fellow Daoist, are you going to buy or not?”
The stall owner at Yang Che’s stall suddenly called out impatiently and unhappily to Yang Che.
Yang Che didn’t speak, but merely looked up indifferently, giving the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage stall owner a cold glance.
Immediately, the stall owner felt an incredibly cold, dark sensation instantly engulf him, making him almost unable to resist spitting out a mouthful of stale blood.
After Yang Che had walked far away, the stall owner was still filled with lingering fear, and the look of terror on his face did not dissipate for a long time.
…
Yang Che returned to the north of the city.
In a certain courtyard in the Loose Cultivator gathering place.
As soon as he walked into the stone building, lying on the bed, the desire to drink alcohol wildly suddenly intensified greatly.
It was as if a strange force deep in his mind controlled his ‘spirit’.
Yang Che had wanted to find a way to clear the ‘side effects’ of the Old Man’s alcohol, but unfortunately, he found nothing in the Yuan Fang City.
Other than relying on mental suppression, there seemed to be no other way.
Yang Che quickly set up a mind-sensing Formation in the room, then entered the Void Illusion Magic Stone Space.
If a Cultivator forcibly broke into this room, the Formation would be triggered, and he would sense it immediately, thus leaving the Void Illusion Magic Stone Space at once.
Inside the Magic Stone Space.
The original vast expanse of crimson blood color had now faded considerably.
In its place, more and more green appeared.
The Spiritual Qi within this space was also becoming increasingly rich and abundant day by day.
And all these changes were due to three precious items.
A small Spiritual Vein of about thirty li, taken from the Red Ripple Lake Secret Realm of the Qing Jian Sect.
And a Medium Grade Spiritual Spring.
As well as the most important Spirit Eye Tree.
Looking at the increasingly large Tongyou Medicine Garden, Yang Che had a sudden idea: he planned to build a true, vast medicine garden with a complete range of Spirit Medicine within the semi-circular small mountain range formed by the small Spiritual Vein.
In this way, the Tongyou Medicine Garden would expand to over a hundred mu, a scale that would not lose to the Spirit Medicine garden of Wulong Valley back then.
Thinking of this, Yang Che prepared to have Ancient Blood Corpse Mie transport some relatively fertile soil from a distance, and at the same time, deep dig the original soil of this area once.
However, looking from afar, he couldn’t help but smile in surprise.
At the foot of a mountain that had already turned green, Xiao Gu, the ancient flying boat’s artifact spirit, was sitting on Mie’s shoulder, waving her chubby little fists, directing Mie to help her search for something.
Without guessing, Yang Che knew that Xiao Gu was looking for something to eat again.
Because Xiao Gu was truly too gluttonous, several months ago, Yang Che had to explicitly order that all Spirit Medicine and Spirit Fruits in the Tongyou Medicine Garden could no longer be harvested; they had to wait at least another year and a half.
Otherwise, given Xiao Gu’s ‘appetite,’ his Tongyou Medicine Garden would probably be completely eaten by her sooner or later.
Ancient Blood Corpse Mie quickly received his master’s command, and with Xiao Gu still sitting on his shoulder, he immediately strode quickly towards Yang Che.
Mie quickly understood his master’s intention and began to transport soil.
Xiao Gu, meanwhile, circled Yang Che with great interest.
Her large, rolling eyes curiously watched as Yang Che scattered the large quantity of Spiritual Plant Seeds he had bought from the Yuan Fang City these past few days onto the new soil, one by one.
Then, he watered them with the water from the Spiritual Spring.
After several hours of such work, the scale of the Tongyou Medicine Garden expanded again, totaling several tens of mu.
Among them, the Profound Rank Spiritual Soil was still a square of one zhang by one zhang.
Planted on it were the Spirit Medicine for refining the ancient Protect Yuan Pill, which were now almost mature.
There was also the ‘Immortal Plant’ nine-leaf dark yang fruit, and the most important Spirit Eye Tree.
However, the Spirit Eye Tree’s growth had now become extremely slow, and its considerably large roots had long since grown beyond the Profound Rank Spiritual Soil, directly piercing into the ground.
The Yellow Grade Spirit Earth, on the other hand, was more than two mu.
On it were planted some Spirit Medicine and Spiritual Plants for which Yang Che had already mastered the Pill Formula.
The excellent medicine fields, ten mu, had the potential to transform into Yellow Grade Spirit Earth.
The ordinary new medicine fields, over forty mu.
It was believed that under the influence of the Spirit Eye Tree, Spiritual Vein, and Spiritual Spring water, they also had the potential to transform into Yellow Grade Spirit Earth, but the time required might be longer.
After setting up a Formation that could automatically water with Spiritual Spring water again, Yang Che flew to the small mountain range formed by the Spiritual Vein, saw that the Winged Fire Dragonfly had entered the evolution stage again, and only then did he feel relieved, walking into one of the stone chambers to begin Cultivating in meditation.
After more than a month of this, Yang Che finally received a sound transmission from Shi Yizhu, the shopkeeper of Xiaoyao Pavilion.