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"Really? Let us see the map first!" The several loose cultivators were clearly more interested in the map than in the gossip, speaking to Nan Jianjun.
Nan Jianjun smiled and handed them the map. He wasn't worried about them going back on their word; among these loose cultivators, the strongest was only at the initial stage of Enlightenment. In this martial world, youth did not equate to being easily manipulated.
After confirming the map, the loose cultivators exchanged glances and shared everything they knew with Nan Jianjun. After pondering for a moment, he asked them, "What is the name of the Seventh Young Master?"
"Hey! You don't know this? I think you should get out more often! That Seventh Young Master is none other than Ling Mo Xie, who was recently brought back by the Ling family amidst much commotion!" one of the loose cultivators said casually.
Nan Jianjun's brow furrowed. "What did you say? Ling Mo Xie!"
"Yeah! Ling Mo Xie, what's wrong?" The cultivator looked at Nan Jianjun in confusion, wondering why he reacted so strongly. Did this kid actually know Ling Mo Xie? Although Ling Mo Xie was rumored to be useless, he was still the Seventh Young Master of the Ling family—not just anyone could know him!
"It's nothing, nothing at all!" Nan Jianjun said distractedly, shoving the map into their hands. "Here! Your map! No need to pay; just go!" With that, he walked toward his small bamboo house.
The loose cultivators exchanged glances. They had heard that this kid was a genius and didn't want to provoke Nan Jianjun's bad mood, so they took the map and left while chatting and laughing.
Nan Jianjun approached his mother, hesitating as he said, "Mother, I want to go see Ling Mo Xie! I heard he was punished to go to Chengqi Valley; that's a dangerous place!"
At that moment, if it were an ordinary mother, she would absolutely not agree to her son going out on an adventure. However, Mu Qiuniang smiled gently, stroking Nan Jianjun's face as she said, "My child! Since you want to go, then go! He is considered a benefactor of our family! I'll stay at home with Xiaobai; there's nothing to worry about! Just be careful!"
"Mother!" Nan Jianjun grasped Mu Qiuniang's hand, his eyes filled with hesitation. He truly felt uneasy about leaving his mother alone at home. But aside from the fact that Ling Mo Xie was a benefactor of their family, he also wanted to seek out the medicine that could alleviate his mother's pain.
No one knows a child better than their mother. Mu Qiuniang smiled and said, "Go ahead! When has our Jun'er ever been so hesitant? You don't seem like a man!"
"But, Mother, you're alone at home, and I'm worried!" Nan Jianjun said anxiously, feeling extremely hesitant and hating his indecisiveness.
"Who says I'm alone? There's still Xiao Bai here," Mu Qiuniang replied with a warm smile, pointing to the small white creature lying at her feet.
Upon hearing its name, Xiao Bai raised its head and let out two loud howls. The sound was nothing like a dog's bark; it was even more imposing than a tiger's roar!
"Alright! Then I'm leaving! If anything happens, just tell Xiao Bai!" Nan Jianjun gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind. He picked up his sword and left. Behind him, the rustling of the bamboo forest sounded like his mother gently bidding him farewell. He turned back to look; in front of the bamboo house, his mother was still smiling warmly at him as he walked further away, while Xiao Bai curled up obediently at her feet, which made his steps more resolute.
Meanwhile, inside Chengqi Valley, Ling Mo Xie walked in a certain direction for quite some time. It was all trees—trees everywhere—not a single bird chirped or insect buzzed. This strange situation led him to believe that there must be a powerful spirit beast nearby based on his extensive reading of novels in his past life.
Thus, he cautiously walked for a long time, but damn it, not even a single strand of beast fur was in sight!
Just as Ling Mo Xie relaxed and sat down to rest at the roots of an old tree, a strong gust of wind suddenly came from the side! The wind was swift and sharp, startling Ling Mo Xie and causing his heart to race. In a panic, he threw a Fireball toward the direction from which the wind came.
"Boom!" The Fireball struck the ground, creating a deep black pit. Only then did Ling Mo Xie take a serious look at whatever had ambushed him.
The creature had a long snout resembling that of a dog, ears like those of a pig, wings like those of a bat on its back but with feathers under its ribs. It had a snake-like tail and crawled on the ground with fish fin-like appendages used as legs.
Ling Mo Xie stared at this monster in shock. Goodness! Is this a spirit beast? Or a demon beast? It looked too ugly and bizarre!
The creature did not stop; it let out a sharp shriek and opened its mouth to spit out a translucent Flying Needle that seemed almost invisible, launching it toward Ling Mo Xie! The Flying Needles flew toward him densely packed with cold air, leaving Ling Mo Xie nowhere to hide!
In a moment of desperation, Ling Mo Xie thought that since the Flying Needles were imbued with cold air, they must be water-type. He had no defensive skills—only an attack skill called Fireball—so he could only give it a try!
Swish, swish, swish! Every half second, a fireball flew towards the direction of the Flying Needle! Before long, the fireballs formed a dense mass, almost becoming a wall of fire! However, Ling Mo Xie was only at level seventeen, and his spiritual power was limited. He could only create a simplified version of a fire wall in front of him to shield his body.
A white mist rose as the mass of Flying Needles was evaporated! The fireballs were extinguished one by one under that extremely low temperature. The area of the Flying Needles was much larger than his fire wall, and some of the Flying Needles passed by Ling Mo Xie and struck the trunk of a large tree behind him.
Ling Mo Xie glanced over and saw that a tree trunk thick enough for a person to embrace had been completely frozen just because five or six Flying Needles had pierced it. A layer of transparent ice crystals formed on the rough bark, and even the leaves that had been swaying in the breeze quickly turned yellow. Eventually, a layer of transparent ice covered them, reflecting colorful light under the sunlight, beautiful yet achieved at the cost of a tree's life that had grown for who knows how long!
Seeing the power of the Flying Needles, Ling Mo Xie let out a sigh of relief. Although this monster's appearance was ugly, it was undoubtedly a second-level spirit beast or demon beast! That was equivalent to the Enlightenment stage, while he was only at the initial stage of Enlightenment!
Chengqi Valley was fraught with danger. Although Ling Siwen said they had sent someone to protect him, Ling Mo Xie did not want to entrust his life to others! He needed to resolve this quickly to avoid attracting other spirit beasts! Ling Mo Xie quickly assessed the situation in his mind and made a decision.
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