During this time, Rong Jiaojiao even went to the tiger's den and picked a few medicinal herbs. However, seeing that the tiger was pitiful, she gave it a few spirit beast pills to comfort it.
This made Zi Ling jealous, and she even wanted to go and fight the tiger, but Rong Jiaojiao stopped her.
On the third day, Rong Jiaojiao was cultivating on the mountaintop when she sensed the return of the small secret realm, and she immediately opened her eyes.
The emerald green beads floated in front of Rong Jiaojiao, but unlike the previous times, they did not enter Rong Jiaojiao's sea of consciousness as soon as they returned.
Confused, Rong Jiaojiao reached out her hand, wanting the little secret realm to fall into her grasp.
But then the little secret realm suddenly spat out a spirit stone, and then things got out of control. Soon, Rong Jiaojiao was buried under a mountain of spirit stones.
Qing Xuanzi and Zi Ling were both dumbfounded. Qing Xuanzi looked closely and found that there were actually two mid-grade spirit stones among the pile.
This means that this spirit stone vein is either a small vein that is about to be upgraded to a medium-grade vein, or a medium-grade vein that is about to degenerate into a small vein.
However, in the current world of cultivation, such mineral veins can no longer be described as merely rare.
Rong Jiaojiao immediately shouted, "Stop!"
The little secret realm indeed stopped. Rong Jiaojiao reached out and held the little secret realm in her hand, asking it, "Have you developed a spirit?"
The little secret realm shook, giving Rong Jiaojiao a vague response, seemingly indicating that it was 'almost there'.
"This is actually a spirit stone vein?"
Qing Xuanzi had used his divine sense to explore the area below, but for some reason he couldn't determine whether it was a mineral vein or a spiritual vein. He never expected it to be such a high-quality mineral vein.
Rong Jiaojiao looked at the little secret realm with eager eyes. The little secret realm seemed embarrassed and searched for a moment before flying into her sea of consciousness.
Rong Jiaojiao peered into the secret realm and saw a mountain of spirit stones piled up next to the small black tree.
Rong Jiaojiao roughly guessed that it must be at least over a hundred million, including a few mid-grade spirit stones. At that moment, Rong Jiaojiao felt like she had become a rich woman, with more spirit stones than she could ever spend.
Rong Jiaojiao waved her hand and gave a pile of things to her master, saying, "Master, these are for you. Please take them to help Xiao Jin advance."
Speaking of which, it's really difficult for Xiao Jin to advance. He's been following Qing Xuanzi for so long, and he's only now breaking through to the mid-stage of the third rank.
Moreover, it has consumed a lot of spirit stones, and after more than a month, it still hasn't broken through.
Rong Jiaojiao originally wanted to let it enter the small secret realm to break through, hoping it could stimulate its bloodline power, but the small secret realm rejected it. No matter how she tried to take it in, she couldn't, so she had to give up.
Seeing her smug look, Qing Xuanzi asked, "Did you get a lot of spirit stones?"
Rong Jiaojiao was so happy that her eyebrows almost flew off, and she said with a beaming smile, "Master, we will definitely never be short of spirit stones from now on."
Although she didn't say the number, he could guess from Rong Jiaojiao's expression that the number was definitely not small.
Without any hesitation, he waved his hand and put half of the spirit stones into his Qiankun Bracelet and the other half into his spirit beast bag for Xiao Jin to absorb.
Seeing its master happy, Zi Ling was also happy and jumped around on the ground.
When the two tigers sensed the spiritual energy and ran up to look, they saw Qing Xuanzi collecting spirit stones and immediately wilted.
Qing Xuanzi asked Rong Jiaojiao, "Aren't you going to upgrade your treasure weapon yet?"
Rong Jiaojiao shook her head: "No, they must have been so focused on mining spirit stones that they didn't have time to absorb spiritual energy to level up."
Qing Xuanzi chuckled upon hearing this: "Your treasure is quite picky, only picking the best ones."
As they were talking, the fluctuations of intense fighting came from afar.
The two white tigers, who had been looking dejected, suddenly stood up and stared warily in the direction of the fight.
"What's going on?" Rong Jiaojiao immediately became alert, and Zi Ling jumped onto Rong Jiaojiao's shoulder.
Rong Jiaojiao scanned the area with her divine sense and saw several people chasing each other as they approached.
Upon closer inspection, hey, Mo Bai and Mo Zhizhou were being chased, and judging from the attire of the pursuers, they should be from the Blood Fiend Sect, right?
Isn't it said that once the main soul of a demon falls into slumber, both demonic spirits and evil cultivators will go into silence?
What's going on here?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but saving lives was the priority. He said, "Master, that is the young master of the Mo family, the other seal holder I told you about."
Qing Xuanzi said, "We must not be rash. The opponent has two Celestial Masters and five Earth Masters. We are no match for them."
He looked at Zi Ling: "Zi Ling, are you able to carry so many people?"
Zi Ling nodded: "It's possible, but at full strength, it can only last for two hours at most. If the opponent has a flying sword, the distance won't be too far, and then there will probably be a fierce battle."
"There's no other way; we can only delay as long as possible."
They cannot allow the Nine Dragon Seal to fall into the hands of the Blood Fiend Sect.
He then said to Rong Jiaojiao, "Jiaojiao, these two tigers are probably going to be implicated because of us. Let's take them in and talk about other things later."
The two tigers were now filled with regret. Why had they run up there in the first place?
If they were still at the bottom of the cliff, they could hide now and be safe, but that's definitely not an option now. If these two humans escape, those who are chasing them will not let them go.
On the contrary, if they follow these two humans, they might have a glimmer of hope.
So when Rong Jiaojiao looked over, they did not resist and let her put them into the spirit beast bag.
Zi Ling spread her wings and flew into the sky to wait, while Rong Jiaojiao and Qing Xuanzi prepared to take Mo Bai and Mo Zhizhou away.
Mo Zhizhou and Mo Bai had run out of spiritual power. A group of people chased after them like monkeys, and their shrill laughter rang out from time to time, which made Rong Jiaojiao furious. She gripped the Lingyuan Sword tightly in her hand, and the blade trembled slightly.
"Master, I'm going to save them!" she whispered, her voice filled with anxiety.
Qing Xuanzi pressed down on her shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Don't be impulsive, proceed according to plan."
Just as the Blood Fiend Sect cultivators were about to attack the two again, Qing Xuanzi suddenly made his move.
With a flick of his sleeve, several streaks of azure light shot out like snakes, precisely wrapping around the waists of Mo Bai and Mo Zhizhou, and abruptly pulling them towards him.
"Who goes there?!" the leading Blood Fiend Sect Celestial Master cultivator shouted sharply, his eyes filled with vigilance.
Rong Jiaojiao was already prepared. The moment Mo Bai and the other person were pulled over, she grabbed their arms and said, "Let's go!"
Zi Ling swooped down from the sky, her wingspan reaching a full three zhang (approximately 10 meters). Rong Jiaojiao, carrying Mo Bai and the other two, leaped forward and landed steadily on Zi Ling's back. Qing Xuanzi followed closely behind, a beam of azure light forcing back the pursuing Blood Fiend Sect cultivators.
"Trying to run?" Another Celestial Master realm cultivator from the Blood Fiend Sect sneered, summoning a blood-red flying sword. "Chase after them!"
Zi Ling let out a long howl, her wings flashing with lightning, and instantly transformed into a purple streak of light that shot towards the sky.
Behind them, three sword lights pursued relentlessly.
Rong Jiaojiao said angrily, "How do they have so many flying swords?"
They don't even have many Xuanqing Sect members, so why do these scoundrels have so many?
At this moment, Rong Jiaojiao was truly jealous.
"Thank you both for saving me," Mo Bai said weakly, his face pale.
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