However, he encountered Shang Yanting, who knew puppetry. Plus, there was Wan Zhi, who would blurt out anything.
Shang Yanting already knew where this group of people came from and whether they had a map, so he just randomly chose a direction to leave.
Did they see Shang Yanting and Jia Xitong on the hillside? No, they were puppets deliberately placed by Shang Yanting.
Moldo and the seven dwarfs hadn't followed at all; they'd clearly lost them. By the time they realized it, they were already going in opposite directions, a vast distance apart.
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Shang Yanting carried Jia Xitong, who didn't want to walk and had deliberately turned into a raccoon, while also leading Wan Zhi, who was wrapped in cloth, as he trudged forward alone.
Wanzhi looked up at the raccoon.
Although he claimed to be omniscient, he was not. He had rarely witnessed humans transforming into magical beasts or magical beasts transforming into living people.
In his vast knowledge, only dragons could do such a thing. "Brave young martial arts cultivator, your companion is neither human nor magical beast, which seems quite magical."
There are some things you don't need to know.
Shang Yanting warned him, "Shut up when you should."
Wan Zhi suddenly fell silent.
On the other side
The little raccoon nestled in Shang Yanting's arms, her eyes wide as she stared at the person inside the celadon jar. She had long been curious about this magical artifact that resembled a human, but had never had a chance to examine it.
Noticing that Jia Xitong was watching him, Wan Zhi looked up at her and gave her a slightly fawning smile.
Compared to the aloof, cold, and extremely guarded Shang Yanting, a girl who looks cute, adorable, and innocent... Little Raccoon is naturally easier to talk to.
"Hello."
Wanji took the initiative to greet him.
However, he is not good-looking.
It's even less attractive when you smile.
The pampered raccoon princess instantly lost her desire to study him and shifted her gaze elsewhere.
The attempt to flatter failed.
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Before, two people traveled together; now, one person travels alone.
When Shang Yanting was traveling alone with his family, he actually walked a little faster than Jia Xitong.
We've arrived at our destination, Zhaoyao Mountain!
The hillsides are covered with osmanthus blossoms, their pale yellow hues creating a scene of idyllic beauty. A breeze carries their fragrance from afar, a scent that is truly invigorating.
"Wow!"
Jia Xitong looked up in that direction.
This is probably the place with the most beautiful flower fields.
In the mountains and forests, besides these osmanthus flowers, there also grows a wild grass with extremely long leaves.
"Wow, chives are growing everywhere here."
As a barbecue enthusiast, Jia Xitong immediately recognized this kidney-tonifying product.
"This is Zhuyu, a kind of grass that only grows on Zhaoyao Mountain."
Wan Zhi corrected her, saying, "This thing just looks like chives and can bloom with green flowers."
It has the effect of filling the stomach when eaten.
However, both of them were at the Martial Grandmaster level or above, and had long since passed the stage where they needed food to sustain their lives.
This herb is practically useless.
I also know of other treasures on this mountain, can I tell you...?!
The thrifty and hardworking raccoon princess only heard what was in front of her.
I wish Yucao,
Special products of Zhaoyao Mountain.
Eating just a little bit won't make you feel hungry.
"Shang Yanting, hurry up and pack it!"
Jia Xitong mobilized Shang Yanting to take action. The Heavenly Rank magic weapon was in the hands of the Martial Emperor, and the leeks were swept away in one fell swoop.
The raccoon was carrying a large sack, too big for one bear to fit inside.
Shang Yanting still had to pack the rest in. He looked more like a hardworking, honest, handsome farmer than a highly skilled cultivator.
Ah, this...
It's just some wild herbs, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?
Wan Zhi had just thought that these two were highly skilled and had an extraordinary demeanor, and that they must have a high status among martial arts practitioners.
But now, their behavior is very unbecoming.
Is it possible that rare and precious treasures have become so scarce among martial arts practitioners? Or are they so poor that they can't even afford to eat outside?
Having been away from martial arts circles for so long, Wan Zhi was somewhat unsure of what to do.
Even so, he still tried his best to persuade them, saying, "Mount Zhaoyao has many treasures. I can take you two there to search for them."
Why should you care about such useless things? Taking them back will only waste your space and energy.
Princess Raccoon took out a special talisman for storing local specialties and stuck it on the talisman.
A whole bag is gone.
One more post.
Two large bags are gone.
Watching her effortlessly stuff several sacks into that small talisman, as if the space inside were boundless and enough for them to squander at will.
"So you are two cultivators who possess the Sumeru Talisman."
Wan Zhi immediately recognized what Jia Xitong was holding, and then shook his head, "This talisman has a space of only about 30 dou, so it's not easy to fit all these real treasures in it."
"There are more treasures?"
Jia Xitong instantly felt that even though they had traveled for so long, it was still the right decision to come.
"I still have some talismans, I don't know if I can fit them all in."
How many are left?
Has the art of talismanic magic developed so rapidly in martial arts circles now? Wan Zhi, who had previously criticized the two for being short-sighted, fell silent.
He even wanted to reassess the strength of these people.
There are several talismans; you can arrange them however you like.
Jia Xitong carried a sack and cut his way through the land.
Zhu Yu was harvested almost as much as a leek.
They headed towards the center of the mountain.
However, once they reached Zhaoyao Mountain, the map in Shang Yanting's hands became essentially useless. Its markers only extended up to Zhaoyao Mountain; as for its exact location, only a few large characters were left on the map—
Waiting patiently for the right person.
"Do you know where to go next?" Shang Yanting didn't want to be a lucky person; he only wanted to take a shortcut.
"If you have a map but don't know where to go, how am I supposed to know?"
Wan Zhi shook his head, "But there is a tree on Zhaoyao Mountain called Migu. It is shaped like a hook tree, but it has black veins and only shines brightly during the day."
It is a tree symbolizing good fortune; wearing its branches will allow you to find your way and avoid getting lost.
However, it shines during the day.
This place is so vast.
It will likely take them quite a bit of effort to find the Lost Valley Tree.
Thinking about this, Wan Zhi might realize by then that Moldo had already figured out it was a diversionary tactic, and that even the other demonic cultivators sent by Mudo might have arrived.
He knew that all these years, he had only enjoyed watching cultivators fight each other.
"Shang Yanting, look, isn't there a tree over there that's glowing?"
The raccoon suddenly said.
Looking in the direction her claws were pointing, a dark tree trunk could be vaguely seen among the layers of osmanthus trees.
When Wanzhi saw the black tree trunk, he suppressed the shock on his face.
It was just a small section of the tree trunk, not even as big as a palm, peeking out from a large cluster of osmanthus branches.
If this could be a Misty Valley Tree, that would be incredibly strange.
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