Spicy Palace at noon.
It was still very lively.
Countless fox cultivators at the Void Refining stage dined in the Spicy Palace.
Even the Nascent Soul stage cultivators were orderly picking up and delivering food.
The giant fox head of the Celestial Fox Ancestor was stuck in the food bowl and eating heartily.
Besides the boxed lunches, the Celestial Fox Ancestor also got to eat sixth-tier spirit beast meat today.
After all, the Celestial Fox Ancestor had given Song Chen several sixth- or seventh-tier spirit beasts yesterday.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi stayed on the third floor, eating roasted meat made by a sixth-order demon beast while watching the Star Pivot Mirror.
At this moment, the main character being played in the Star Pivot Mirror is still Li Wantian.
They had left the bamboo forest and arrived at an ancient temple.
Time in the secret realm is different from that in the True Treasure Continent.
Mu Feng and his group were currently in the darkness of night.
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The temple, with its green tiles and blue bricks, covered in moss, appears eerie and sinister in the dead of night.
The right side of the temple, weathered by time, has become ruins.
The collapsed walls crushed the pottery jars, and the tattered straw cushions were blown into the corners by the wind.
More than a dozen large Buddha statues were removed, leaving only a few dozen black holes inside the temple.
Despite its dilapidated state, the temple was unusually brightly lit.
White lanterns hung high above the eaves.
The ten directions are not here.
Li Wantian was helping the weak Mu Feng sit down.
I sat on the futon I brought with me.
Li Wantian felt a little scared and didn't dare to look at Mu Feng. He asked stiffly:
"Feng'er, are you feeling better?"
Mu Feng's trembling hands, pale lips and face, and constant shaking were the aftereffects of excessive blood loss.
Even if his spiritual energy recovers to its peak, he will still be very weak.
"My spiritual energy is a little better, but I'm still very cold and trembling uncontrollably."
Li Wantian tilted his head and glanced at Mu Feng.
His dark eye sockets were sunken, and his snow-white face was devoid of any color.
The exposed skin looked like a blank sheet of paper.
Li Wantian trembled with fright and stammered as he tried to comfort him:
"No, don't be afraid, Shifang will be back soon. He's going hunting, so you can eat some meat to replenish your energy and you'll feel better."
Mu Feng's hand trembled as he reached out to Li Wantian:
Are you afraid of me? Why did you tremble just now? Why won't you look at me?
A cold hand reached towards his face. Li Wantian froze, forcing a smile as he said:
"How could that be? I wasn't shaking."
"Then look at me!" Mu Feng insisted, his hands trembling, as he tried to straighten Li Wantian's head.
The next moment, Mu Feng fell into a warm embrace.
Li Wantian pulled Mu Feng into his arms and pressed his head against his shoulder.
"You see, I'm not afraid at all!"
In the pitch-black night, a chilling wind blew through the ancient temple. The most terrifying thing was Mu Feng, whose face was as white as paper, still in his arms.
Li Wantian now misses Shi Fang, who left.
"My brother will be back soon, and then there will be something to eat."
Mu Feng lowered his eyes and felt the warmth in Li Wantian's arms. He began to make his own plans.
He looked at Li Wantian, and said coquettishly:
"Wan Tian, we've supported each other all the way for a long time now."
Although we've had misunderstandings and arguments, we have a pact that we may never be able to leave each other for the rest of our lives.
Do you still have feelings for me?
Hearing this, Li Wantian was deeply moved once again. He hugged Mu Feng tightly and choked out:
"I can tolerate the existence of Shi Fang, what more do you want from me?"
Do you know how long it took me to accept myself like this?
I know you look down on me; I'm useless and lack ability right now, but please don't doubt my feelings for you.
Every word Li Wantian spoke reflected his true thoughts.
After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
He felt so wronged being by Mu Feng's side!
We have no rare and precious materials, and we've spent all our money.
He'd never even touched the spirit stone.
There were no pills, talismans, or spiritual plants.
Despite being constantly drained of nutrients by Mu Feng, his cultivation hasn't made much progress.
They lived a life of poverty, as if they were fleeing a disaster.
They were also bullied by Mu Feng and humiliated by the Nascent Soul cultivator Shi Fang.
How did he endure such a life?
The more Li Wantian thought about it, the more heartbroken he became, and he cried louder and louder.
Upon seeing this, Mu Feng's pale face broke into a satisfied smile.
He curled his bloodless, bluish-purple lips into a smile and said:
"Since you truly love me, let's make another vow. You are not allowed to tell anyone what happens next."
Li Wantian wiped away his tears:
"What's so difficult about that? I agree!"
Sensing the oath, Mu Feng grabbed Li Wantian's hand and entered the Peach Blossom Paradise.
In this secluded paradise, birds sing and flowers bloom, and the air is refreshingly clean.
Under a hazy, white sky.
There is a small hill covered with green grass.
On the hillside, there is a fence, and inside the fence is a wooden house.
Green grass spread from the hillside to their feet.
Beneath their feet lay a vast plain.
The grass was lush and green, and the entire secret realm was verdant.
A clear lake and spring were to their right.
Within the secret realm, the spiritual energy is abundant, more than three times richer than that of the True Treasure Continent.
It is twice as high as the Buddhist secret realm where they are located.
Li Wantian stared wide-eyed at Mu Feng in disbelief:
Where is this?
Mu Feng gave a weak smile, his face still deathly pale.
"This is my little secret place that I've had since birth, and only I can enter it."
Now that I know how you feel, I don't want to hide it from you anymore. I want you to know my biggest secret.
Upon hearing this, Li Wantian couldn't help but widen his eyes:
"Then what is the use of this secret realm?"
Mu Feng extended his hand and introduced:
"This lake is a spiritual spring, the source of all spiritual energy in the Peach Blossom Spring Secret Realm. The spring water is rich in spiritual energy, ten times that of the True Treasure Continent."
Inside that wooden hut were a weapon-refining furnace, an alchemy furnace, a talisman-making brush, and other miscellaneous items.
Beside the spiritual spring, I cultivated a piece of land and planted some spiritual plants in it.
But I didn't know how to plant, and I couldn't get the hang of it. In the end, all the spiritual plants died, and that field was abandoned.
Mu Feng is a sword cultivator, but he has never been able to condense a sword heart. The reason is that he has been in the Peach Blossom Spring Secret Realm, trying to refine pills, plant crops, and forge weapons.
Later, Mu Feng simply couldn't understand it.
He simply captured some cultivators, enslaved them, and stuffed them into the Peach Blossom Spring Secret Realm.
However, his cultivation level was not high, and the cultivators he captured were also incompetent and useless.
It serves no purpose other than wasting the spiritual energy in the Peach Blossom Paradise.
Normally, Mu Feng would put the treasure-hunting Purple Gold Rat into the secret realm.
Because of the Peach Blossom Paradise, the Purple-Gold Rat became completely devoted to Mu Feng.
Moreover, after being cleansed by the spiritual spring, the Purple-Gold Rat's treasure-hunting ability was greatly enhanced.
Mu Feng smiled and looked at Li Wantian, saying:
"I found a lot of good treasures in the market before."
I've used everything that's useful for sword cultivators myself.
But some were left behind, which I kept in the cabin.
As a weapon refiner, you can go and browse around to see if there's anything you can use.
You can also come to Peach Blossom Paradise for weapon crafting in the future.
The Peach Blossom Spring, a secret realm brimming with spiritual energy, doubles the success rate of crafting any treasure, and even allows the crafted treasure to advance to a higher level!
Li Wantian was completely stunned when he heard this.
This idyllic paradise has been with Mu Feng for over twenty years.
He couldn't help but frown and ask:
"With such a treasure, how come your cultivation level is so low?"
"With such spiritual fields and springs, you don't know how to use them?"
Upon hearing this question, Mu Feng couldn't help but clench his fists.
He wanted to roar.
He has already tried his best!
In order to develop the Peach Blossom Paradise, he had to capture people everywhere.
If he couldn't catch anyone, he would sleep with them and then take the opportunity to initiate a slave contract.
To this end, he devoured the cultivation of countless cultivators.
In order to be able to accompany high-level cultivators, he also stripped himself of a bunch of attractive qualities and character traits.
He sacrificed so much for the Peach Blossom Paradise.
Seeing Mu Feng's gritted teeth, Li Wantian pursed his lips.
Li Wantian began to reflect on whether he had spoken too harshly just now.
He explained:
"I'm not questioning you, I just want to say that if you buy a few books..."
For example, beginner's guides to weapon crafting, planting, and alchemy.
With just a little training and the Peach Blossom Spring secret realm around, you too can make a fortune.
Mu Feng was stunned when he heard this.
"I... I don't have time to study! I... I have to accompany..."
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