The kitten jumped onto the wall and found that the courtyard in front was shrouded in a barrier.
The house in the middle of the courtyard was filled with resentment, which was trapped back by the barrier and then absorbed into the house.
On the contrary, the entire courtyard was full of vitality and spiritual energy, and did not seem like a dangerous place.
"I want to go in and take a look. Third Brother, wait for me here." Ruoruo can ignore the barrier and enter and exit at will, but Mo Jinyan cannot.
But this courtyard looked eerie no matter how you looked at it, so how could Mo Jinyan let Ruoruo go in alone? He said, "Just put me in your mouth and take me in."
Mo Jinyan made a difficult decision.
The kitten's eyes lit up instantly, and it subconsciously licked its lips: "Can I really bite it?"
Third Brother doesn't usually like her biting him, does he?
Mo Jinyan slapped Ruoruo's face with the tip of his wing: "Of course you can't bite! You can only hold it in your mouth!"
The kitten let out a slightly disappointed "oh".
Mo Jinyan wrapped himself in a towel, and Ruoruo opened her mouth and put Mo Jinyan's whole body into her mouth.
Her mouth was bulging, and she had to avoid biting Mo Jinyan with her teeth.
Mo Jinyan said in a panic, "You, you jump over quickly and let me out."
Despite the numerous external risks, Ruoruo stopped teasing him and quickly crossed the barrier.
Upon entering the barrier, the overwhelming resentment made Ruoruo tremble uncontrollably. She had to apply layer upon layer of protective talismans before she could catch her breath.
She spat out Mo Jinyan's name: "Third Brother, the resentment in here is so strong."
The vitality and spiritual energy that filled the entire courtyard could not suppress the resentment.
"Let's go in and take a look." Mo Jinyan put away the towel and jumped onto Ruoruo's back.
A cat and a bird nimbly hopped onto the roof, lifted a tile, and carefully observed the activity inside.
There were two alchemy furnaces in the room, both running simultaneously to refine pills. The two people guarding the furnaces knew each other.
"What are those two doing here, Elder Ruoruo and that old woman?" Ruoruo transmitted her voice to Mo Jinyan.
The old woman she was referring to was the woman in blue who had caused her trouble at the alchemy hall the day before and questioned her identity.
Didn't that old woman in blue leave in anger? Ruoruo looked down with a face full of doubt, and since they said they were practicing forbidden techniques, she didn't see anyone else.
The next moment, the woman in blue took out a withered and scarred Ganoderma lucidum from a jade box on the side. The Ganoderma lucidum then transformed into a middle-aged man with a withered body.
The Grand Elder skillfully extracted the man's soul and immortal root, then used the middle-aged man's immortal essence to ignite a spiritual fire for alchemy.
The middle-aged man's face was contorted, his body convulsed, and he opened his mouth, letting out a desperate scream.
What terrified Ruoruo was that she could sense the middle-aged man's despair, fear, and pain, but she only heard a hollow, guttural sound of him breathing.
The man's mouth was full of blood, and there was no trace of his tongue.
Just as Ruoruo was so frightened that her whole body stiffened, the man was completely drained, leaving only a skin. He collapsed weakly on the ground and turned into a dry, crumbly lingzhi skin.
Even so, the man did not die; instead, he convulsed in pain and despair.
The woman in blue slapped the Ganoderma lucidum skin into powder and poured it into the alchemy furnace.
Even after the pill was refined, Ruoruo could still see the man's consciousness locked inside, constantly being burned by her immortal spiritual fire, unable to live or die.
Compared to the forbidden art of killing people to refine elixirs, their methods were far more bloody and cruel.
"Third Brother... what is this?" Ruoruo's voice trembled slightly as she transmitted her message. "Wasn't that Ganoderma lucidum a spiritual medicine?"
Mo Jinyan's face was serious, and Dou Dou's eyes were filled with coldness: "Those are members of the Longevity Clan."
The Longevity Clan lives in the Longevity Realm, and most of them are cultivated from various plant spirits. Many spiritual herbs will automatically go to the Longevity Realm if they can awaken their intelligence.
They are vibrant with life, possess abundant spiritual energy, and have a lifespan longer than those of people in the other five realms. Furthermore, they do not experience heavenly tribulations during their advancement in strength.
However, they are not good at fighting, but are better at farming and raising livestock.
It has always been very stable and peaceful.
Most of the immortals will probably never leave the Immortal Realm in their entire lives.
“The Longevity Clan is no longer an ordinary spiritual medicine. They have intelligence and thought, and are an independent race, no different from the rest of our races. They cannot be used to refine pills,” Mo Jinyan said.
But the two of them had just witnessed the immortal being brutally murdered... well, not brutally murdered, because he was still not completely dead.
"Recently, His Highness has been requesting more and more divine medicines, but the cultivation levels of the immortal clan members you've sent are getting lower and lower, their spiritual energy is insufficient, and their quality is poor, completely failing to meet their needs." The First Elder's words carried a hint of complaint.
The woman in blue snorted coldly: "My father's situation in the clan hasn't been very good lately. He's already done his best to bring the clansmen out steadily. All you know is to force us to send more people over. Can't you find a way to produce more pills yourself?"
I saw that young girl a few days ago; she kept saying she could produce thirteen pills in one batch. If you could even produce two, you wouldn't be so strapped for cash.
"This medicine requires the purest soul; one soul can only produce one pill!" The Grand Elder angrily flung his sleeves. "You're not the one refining this pill, so of course you can make it sound so easy."
The two argued for a few moments, but since they couldn't reach a conclusion, they had no choice but to shut their mouths in frustration. The woman in blue then tossed out another spiritual herb: "This is the best one in this batch."
The human form that this spiritual herb transformed into was only the appearance of an eight or nine-year-old child.
The little girl looked at them with fear in her eyes and tears in them. When she looked up, she accidentally met Ruoruo's eyes.
Ruoruo's heart skipped a beat, but the little girl opened her mouth and silently cried out, "Run!"
The kitten's eyes instantly reddened: "Third Brother, I want to save her."
"This matter still needs further planning. Don't act impulsively. Let's go back first." Mo Jinyan was afraid that his little girl would cause trouble for him.
“But if we leave today, she will surely die.” Ruoruo looked at the dozen or so boxes piled up beside her, which contained many spiritual herbs. These were not ordinary spiritual herbs, but rather those of the Longevity Clan.
If she leaves tonight, it will add a dozen more innocent lives to the list.
“Ever since I made a pact with Kunlun, I have had a natural affinity for these spiritual herbs. I can sense all their emotions, and I can’t bear to watch them die.” Ruoruo made up her mind.
She immediately pulled out all her lightning-type talismans: "Anyway, they won't know it was me. Let's leave after we save them, okay?"
Mo Jinyan knew that his little girl had made up her mind, so he stopped trying to persuade her. He sighed and decided to stick with her until the very end: "Let's finish this quickly."
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