Ye Qiu sat in the orchard carved out by the Little Wood Spirit, holding the Chaos Pearl in his hand. He studied it for half a day and still couldn’t figure out how Qingling had activated it in the past.
"Little Wood Spirit, co take a look." Ye Qiu carelessly tossed the Chaos Pearl to it. As long as the item wasn’t in Qingling’s hands, he was indifferent about it, and it was rely a bit regrettable that he couldn’t use it.
"Such a strange aura." The Little Wood Spirit held the white pearl, sniffing and touching it from left to right, but ultimately, it also couldn’t draw any conclusions.
Ye Qiu had no choice but to put away this heaven-defying object.
"Let’s go, Little Wood Spirit, I’ll take you to a good place." Ten years had passed, and that kid from dicine Valley had been persistently writing to him every year. It was ti to pay him a visit.
Ye Qiu stepped onto his flying sword. Ten years had turned him into a tall, young man with a high nose bridge and sharp eyes and brows. As a Thunder Spirit Root Sword Cultivator, his entire bearing was astonishing.
"Senior Brother, you’re here." Ever since receiving Ye Qiu’s letter, Chen Qingchi had been waiting at the monastery’s gate every day. Despite not having seen each other for ten years, he recognized the tall young man in white at first glance.
Ye Qiu sized up the young man before him. His lips were rosy, his features handso and robust, and his entire presence radiated a mild warmth, like a spring breeze or babbling brook. The dimples by his mouth were like snowflakes that moistened the heart.
One couldn’t help but feel a sense of affinity upon seeing him!
Ye Qiu smiled gently, lting the frostiness from his face: "Qingchi, long ti no see!"
"Senior Brother, I can now concoct Fourth-rank Spirit Pills." The young man eagerly showed Ye Qiu his own abilities as he brought him to his small courtyard, where shelves in the Alchemy Room were filled with a variety of small bottles.
Ye Qiu unscrewed a bottle cap and found it was top-grade spiritual dicine, lavishing praise on the young man without holding back: "Mhm, very good, it looks like you haven’t been slacking off."
The young man’s eyes sparkled: "Then, Senior Brother, can you take out for a training excursion?"
Ye Qiu patted his head, whispering, "As long as your grandfather agrees."
"My grandpa has already agreed!" The young man excitedly said, "Senior Brother, let’s pack up and go!"
The dicine Sect’s Great Elder, knowing that it was Ye Qiu who would be taking his grandson out for training, felt very assured. He still rembered that sword from ten years ago, and the fierceness in the young man today left no one capable of hindering his growth.
However, mindful of his grandson’s naive nature, he still stuffed him with plenty of self-defense items. As long as a Mahayana Realm cultivator did not make a move, his safety should pose no problem.
"Senior Brother, which direction are we heading?" Chen Qingchi, already at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, was venturing out from dicine Valley for the first ti and was curious about everything.
"Although your talent for alchemy is strong, your combat skills are still too poor, so we’re heading to Daqing Mountain."
Ye Qiu originally ca from Little Qing Mountain, which although only a single word different from Daqing Mountain, is worlds apart. Little Qing Mountain lay at the junction between the Cultivation World and the Mortal World, where the spiritual energy is thin, whereas Daqing Mountain hugged the boundary of Little Qing Mountain but was located within the Cultivation World itself, stretching over hundreds of thousands of kiloters, filled with both opportunities and dangers.
"Alright, I’ll listen to Senior Brother." Chen Qingchi had no objections. As long as he could leave ho and be with Senior Brother, he had no requests.
"By the way, this is the Little Wood Spirit, get to know each other." In the wilderness by a small stream, Ye Qiu was grilling fish and finally rembered the small charm hanging from his sleeve.
The Little Wood Spirit was on the verge of feeling aggrieved; Ye Qiu had taken so long to rember him.
Chen Qingchi looked at the palm-sized green little person, stunned, and stamred, "Wood... Wood Spirit? The legendary Five Elents Origin?"
"One of them." Ye Qiu added nonchalantly.
"Senior brother, why are you telling this? Aren’t you afraid?" Chen Qingchi had a complex expression. Although they had known each other since childhood and corresponded for many years, they had only t for the second ti. Could sothing like a wood spirit be shared so casually? Does senior brother trust him that much?
Ye Qiu was puzzled: "Afraid of what? Are you going to harm ?"
"No." Chen Qingchi shook his head sincerely.
"There you go." Ye Qiu chuckled.
He understood Chen Qingchi completely – a naive and simple lad. Be good to him, and he’d treat you even better. Besides, the Sword Pavilion and dicine Pavilion had always maintained a friendly and cooperative relationship. Even if the wood spirit was incredible, the two sects would not fall out over it. Moreover, the Little Wood Spirit wasn’t fully grown yet. Apart from sensing spirit plants, it didn’t have much use.
To put it bluntly, even if this naive lad Chen Qingchi had any ill intentions, could he possibly defeat him?
Reliance on external items is illusory; true strength lies within oneself.
"It’s ready, want so?" Ye Qiu offered the roasted silver fish to Chen Qingchi, then noticed the young man had completely forgotten about the wood spirit, seduced by the aroma.
"Senior brother, you’re really amazing, with high cultivation and even able to roast such delicious fish. Whoever marries you would be so lucky." The young man chewed on the food and mumbled.
"Shut your mouth. Haven’t I told you? Focus on cultivation at your young age, don’t keep thinking about won." Ye Qiu teased with a smile.
"Senior brother, I listen to you," the young man bead, without any cares.
With Little Wood Spirit joining them, their efficiency in searching for Spiritual dicine increased sharply. Ye Qiu didn’t practice alchemy; apart from planting so with Little Wood Spirit, the rest went into Chen Qingchi’s little treasury.
The rest of the ti, the two of them kept training their swordplay and spells by challenging spiritual beasts, and Chen Qingchi had progressed from a complete novice to being able to confront a spiritual beast of his own level alone.
"Senior brother, there seem to be more and more cultivators around Daqing Mountain recently." Chen Qingchi and Ye Qiu were hiding in a cave, and several human cultivators passed by quickly outside.
Daqing Mountain was vast and sparsely populated; it was usually hard to encounter cultivators, but the ones that just passed were already the third group they had encountered in five days.
"Let’s follow and take a look."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Chen Qingchi said excitedly, "Maybe an Immortal Mansion has erged! It would be great if we could find an Immortal Elixir."
Ye Qiu flicked his forehead, unable to resist the jibe: "Stop dreaming, how could there be no signs if an Immortal Mansion has erged?"
Following those people for several days, they had already entered the territory of Nascent Soul Stage demon beasts, and it seed like they had no intention of stopping.
Although Ye Qiu could already battle Nascent Soul Early Stage demon beasts alone, since he was accompanied by Chen Qingchi, he dared not act recklessly and had to conceal their presence even more carefully.
The further they went, the more human cultivators they encountered, and Little Wood Spirit beca increasingly excited.
"Such a nice sll!" Little Wood Spirit said, intoxicated.
Ye Qiu knew that these human cultivators were probably after so rare type of Spiritual dicine.
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