Chapter 183 The Magical Mountain and Sea Realm: This mountain hates red...
The red-colored animals on this mountain look exactly like cows on Earth, and their bright green color is like that of jade carvings.
Moreover, it is only the size of a sheep and does not look fierce or domineering like cows on Earth. Instead, it is cute and adorable.
The green animals are hidden deep in the verdant mountains, and you can hardly see them unless you get close.
“She’s kind of cute.” Sang Zhitao stood on a slightly higher branch, gazing into the distance, and asked Qingyan curiously.
With a flick of his sleeve, Qingyan snatched a "cow" from under the tree and brought it in front of them.
Even after suddenly being suspended in mid-air from its previous location, the animal remained in a daze, showing none of the ferocity Qingyan had described.
Qingyan saw Sang Zhitao look at herself and then at the spirit beast, raise her eyebrows, and take out a bright red handkerchief from her bosom.
Before the spirit beast could react, she threw the handkerchief away.
The red handkerchief floated down like a flower into the herd of beasts below.
The black pupils of those spirit beasts, who had been calmly licking themselves, sleeping soundly, or playing around, suddenly turned red.
Then, one by one, the soft, fluffy fur on their bodies turned into sharp quills like those of a hedgehog.
Then their hooves developed claws like those of felines, and their horns grew larger, their tips gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
The closer the spirit beast is to the red scarf, the faster it changes and the more ferocious it becomes.
Then, as if someone had whistled, the group of spirit beasts rushed straight towards the cloth, and then they squeezed together, forming a small mountain.
After a long time, the outermost spirit beasts returned to their original forms, and then layer by layer of spirit beasts returned to their original forms and left the place, going about their own business.
After everything calmed down, Sang Zhitao peeked out and found that only shades of green remained on the ground; not a single speck of red could be seen.
"Is it torn to pieces?" Sang Zhitao looked at Qingyan in surprise.
Qingyan shook her head, took a fruit from the food box, and handed it to Sang Zhitao: "It's been eaten."
"You ate it?" Sang Zhitao looked at Qingyan in surprise.
"Yes, this kind of beast hates red the most. If it sees red, it will swallow it whole and not be satisfied until it can no longer see it."
Qingyan picked up a fruit and swallowed it in one bite. Then, he touched his stomach and thought for a moment before taking out a wine flask from his waist and taking a big gulp.
She had just finished drinking when she looked at Sang Zhitao and pulled out a gold brick from her sleeve: "Here, this is to bribe you. Don't tell them I drank."
Sang Zhitao struggled to hold the gold bricks weighing over twenty pounds, looking at Qingyan in disbelief: "Gold...gold? Isn't it said that cultivators don't care about these material possessions?"
Qingyan raised an eyebrow and waved her hand dismissively: "Who said gold is important!"
Sang Zhitao looked down at the gold brick, then at Qingyan: "Please give me your guidance."
Qingyan took a few sips of wine before saying, "Gold is very suitable for preserving qi, and it contains a special substance that can help us cultivate."
“Like a spirit stone?!” Sang Zhitao blurted out.
Qingyan frowned, looking at her with amusement: "Where did you get this from? From mortals' storybooks?"
"Ah... so there are no spirit stones either?" Sang Zhitao smiled awkwardly.
Qingyan shook his head helplessly, a hint of interest on his face: "So, according to you, spirit stones are things that can help cultivators cultivate?"
After a moment's thought, Sang Zhitao recounted the descriptions of spirit stones from the cultivation novels she had read in her previous life.
"Hahahaha." Qingyan couldn't help but burst into laughter a few times before saying, "If there really were something that could help people cultivate, who would use it as money?"
She patted Sang Zhitao's head with a sigh: "The ideas of the demon world are different, so I won't let you believe them. And those mortals' stories are even more full of nonsense, so you can't believe them either."
Sang Zhitao didn't explain that this knowledge came from Earth, but just touched her nose and smiled, saying, "I understand."
Looking at the gold in her arms, Sang Zhitao suddenly thought of something: "If gold is so important, then isn't it the gold of the mortal world...?"
"The mortal realm is the foundation of the three realms. Neither the Cloud Sea Realm nor the Demon Realm can lay a hand on mortals."
Qingyan paused for a moment: "Moreover, how much gold does the mortal realm have? You should know that our Cloud Sea Realm alone has no less than a hundred gold mountains."
"Wow! Does that mean we can just dig up gold and cultivate anywhere?!" Sang Zhitao's eyes lit up when she heard about so much gold.
Qingyan quickly covered her mouth, looked around carefully, and warned, "Don't let your senior sister Qinglan know what you're thinking, or she'll definitely scold you to death."
"I just reprimanded you a few days ago, telling you not to pursue material things too much. What we in the Cloud Sea Realm value is our state of mind."
Sang Zhitao nodded hurriedly, and after carefully prying Qingyan's hand off with both hands, she said, "I understand. Can you take me to see Jinshan?"
Qingyan stroked his chin: "It's not impossible, there just happens to be one that's not too far from us."
She glanced down at the beast below and a wicked smile crept across her lips.
Before Sang Zhitao could react, she pulled out the red dress she was wearing from her sleeve and threw it into the air.
With a flick of his finger, he cast a spell, and the red robe shattered into dozens of pieces, which flew and fell to various places.
Then she grabbed Sang Zhitao and flew away.
Sang Zhitao turned around curiously and saw that the green mountain was in chaos, with countless Mu beasts turning into frenzied forms and rushing towards the red tattered cloths.
"Are you alright?!" Sang Zhitao whispered in Qingyan's ear.
Qingyan's fair ears twitched, and her amused words drifted to his ears on the breeze: "It's alright, I used to do this all the time!"
Sang Zhitao's lips twitched involuntarily, but she didn't say anything more.
The two passed through a mountain made entirely of jade, on which lived a flock of colorful birds that looked like parrots.
These birds have human feet and beautiful faces, but their eyes are not in the place of human eyes, but in the place of eyebrows, so from a distance they look like they have two pairs of eyes.
We passed another red mountain, which seemed to be a volcano with white liquid constantly flowing out.
On the mountain lives a group of transparent humanoid spirit beasts. They have human form but no facial features or hair. They love to sit among the rocks and gaze into the distance, sometimes for a whole day. At night, they gather together and glow.
The third mountain was covered with yellow trees. There were no spirit beasts on the mountain, only a cultivator who greeted them from afar.
The fourth mountain is black, and at first glance it looks like a flat silhouette.
There were countless white eyes on the mountain, but unfortunately, they passed by in a hurry and did not see the owner of those eyes.
The fifth mountain is pure white, and the plants and animals on it are all white, as if it were sculpted from snow.
The animals on this mountain are very large, so large that there are only four or five of them on the entire mountain. Each of them has a white body and purple eyes.
Upon seeing Sang Zhitao and her companion approaching from afar, they all stood up and shouted at them.
"Wow! That's fierce!" Sang Zhitao covered her ears, which were sore from the shock, and couldn't help but complain.
Qingyan's soft laughter traveled from her trembling chest to Sang Zhitao's ears: "They're yelling at me."
Sang Zhitao asked curiously, "Why?"
Qingyan turned around and suddenly pulled something out of his sleeve and threw it onto the mountain.
Then came a loud "BOOM!"
Sang Zhitao stared wide-eyed as countless white rocks rolled down the white mountain like an avalanche.
The enormous animals were also shaken so badly that they rolled around in a heap.
"That's why!! Hahahaha!" Qingyan's triumphant laughter echoed around.
"It's not right to bully them like this..." Sang Zhitao looked at the group of spirit beasts that had been rolling over for a long time without being able to turn over, and thought of the Mu beasts that Qingyan had teased, and felt a little reluctant.
Qingyan paused for a moment, then patted her head and explained with a smile, "The Mu beasts feed on colors but don't eat their own green bodies. Although red is the color they hate the most, it is the food they can't resist. That's why they pretend to hate it but insist on eating it."
"It seems that some humans, despite hating their superiors and their work, have no choice but to accept the salary given by their superiors for survival?" Sang Zhitao pondered the words before speaking them aloud.
Qingyan nodded and continued to explain, "That was Xue Ling just now. Xue Ling is huge and loves to stay on this Snow Stone Mountain, but Snow Stone Mountain has always been small and cannot accommodate Xue Ling and her family."
"But the Snow Spirits are lazy and love to eat snow stones. If you don't pay attention, they can eat up an entire mountain in just a few years."
"Therefore, every now and then, someone would come and use various methods to force them to move around, preferably by making them angry, so that they might not remember to eat for years when they are angry."
"Ah, this..." Sang Zhitao didn't know what to say for a moment, only that this reason was both reasonable and outrageous.
However, after hearing Qingyan's explanation, she felt relieved, at least no small animals had actually been harmed.
As they were talking, they arrived at Jinshan.
Sang Zhitao was still some distance from Jinshan, but she could still see the golden mountain at a glance.
"Wow..." Sang Zhitao's eyes widened, and she exclaimed in surprise.
"So much gold..." Sang Zhitao couldn't help but break free from Qingyan's embrace.
She flew straight towards the Golden Mountain and finally stood on a small platform about a foot square on the mountain.
“It really is gold…” Sang Zhitao hugged the gold mountain and couldn’t help but take a bite. A clear tooth mark appeared on a protruding corner of the gold mountain.
"You..." Qingyan raised her hand to stop her but failed, then covered her eyes, unable to bear looking at her. "Whatever..."
"How big is this mountain of gold?" Sang Zhitao looked up at the seemingly endless mountain of gold and excitedly looked at Qingyan.
Qingyan stroked his chin and thought for a moment: "I'm not sure, but it should be the largest gold mountain in the Cloud Sea Realm."
“Anyway, you don’t need gold for cultivation, so why don’t you…” Sang Zhitao lay on the mountain of gold, looking at Qingyan with longing eyes.
Qingyan shook his head repeatedly: "That won't do. Although everyone is unwilling to use external forces for cultivation, gold can still be used to refine weapons. How can we let you take the whole thing?"
"We can move the whole thing?!" Sang Zhitao wasn't disappointed as she had expected; instead, her eyes lit up with an alarming gleam.
Qingyan quickly retorted, "Impossible!"
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but pinch the gold mountain with her fingernails, though she didn't know how gold of this purity could become a gold mountain.
However, based on her experience working in a gold shop, Sang Zhitao was certain that the hardness of this gold mountain was definitely AU999.
Qingyan couldn't help but roll her eyes at her, tearing her off the mountain of gold: "Not even half of it!"
"One-third?" Sang Zhitao's eyes kept glancing at Jinshan.
Qingyan ignored her.
"A quarter?"
One-fifth?
"Even one-tenth is fine!"
Qingyan hugged her tightly and then pulled a jade hairpin from her hair.
With a flick of the finger, the jade hairpin transformed into a jade sword.
She gently waved her hand across the gold mountain, and a piece of gold about five meters long was sliced off from it.
Qingyan pointed at the gold, and the huge gold nugget slowly turned into a gold brick the size of a palm.
"Here, you can only take these." He said, stuffing the gold bricks into Sang Zhitao's arms.
Sang Zhitao weighed the gold brick in her arms; it was about the same weight as the one Qingyan had given her earlier.
A thought flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but ask, "The one you gave me earlier...?"
Qingyan nodded: "I cut that a thousand years ago. Given my status, I can have this much every thousand years. It's useless to me. You can keep it."
Sang Zhitao gasped, "Then wouldn't that mean I...?"
Qingyan thought for a moment and said, "As for you... let's listen to Elder Qing and the others' arrangements. I don't know what the current allocation rules are."
Sang Zhitao nodded repeatedly, not caring at all that she might receive a small share.
Qingyan looked at the gold brick in Sang Zhitao's arms, thought for a moment, and then touched her forehead with it.
In an instant, countless spells flashed through Sang Zhitao's mind, and then a glowing spell rushed into the depths of her mind; it was the spell for "Universe in the Sleeve".
Her body had already learned the incantation the moment she sensed it in her mind.
Looking at the gold brick in her arms, Sang Zhitao chanted an incantation and stuffed it into her sleeve.
He then tucked the gold brick into his sleeve.
She shook her sleeves but felt no weight at all, so she couldn't help but take the gold brick out again.
She took it out, put it back in, took it out again, and put it back in again, having a great time.
Seeing her like this, Qingyan's eyes flashed with doting: "Alright, put this gold brick in too, let's go back."
Sang Zhitao obediently agreed, put away the gold bricks, and then flew towards Qingliang Cave with Qingyan.
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