Seeing that Murong Zhen hadn't been able to explain himself after a long pause, Rong Zi pressed further, "What is it?"
It's clear that Murong Zhen really likes this dried meat.
Murong Zhen clapped his hands and replied, "It's simply a miracle cure!"
He's lived for over a thousand years, but this is the first time he's ever tasted such wondrous food.
What kind of meat is it that contains spiritual energy?
And the spiritual energy is so pure and concentrated?
Rong Zi smiled as she listened to Murong Zhen's words, and asked, "Could this large bag of elixirs and medicines be used to offset your spirit pool?"
This is far more precious than any magic pill.
Cultivation is much more difficult for demonic beasts than for humans.
Those who can cultivate to the eighth level are undoubtedly among the best in the world of demonic beasts, and their spiritual power is naturally pure and abundant.
Moreover, after her special treatment, the nine-tailed blood scorpion's entire life's cultivation was sealed inside its flesh.
It goes without saying.
Just how precious must a single bite of its meat be?
Murong Zhen hesitated, thinking of his spirit pool, which had been blown to pieces. "Well..."
"If you can't, then give it back to me." Rong Zi said, reaching out to take the bag of dried meat back.
Upon seeing this, Murong Zhen quickly grabbed the jerky, saying, "Who said it's not allowed? I didn't say it's not allowed."
Rong Zi raised an eyebrow. "So that means you can?"
Murong Zhen: "It's barely passable."
He had a premonition.
If he says no, he probably won't even get this bag of jerky in the end.
Rong Zi: "Since you've already accepted my dried meat, then let's call it even for the Spirit Pool?"
Murong Zhen carefully put away the dried meat and reluctantly agreed.
...
There are only a few days left until the sect competition.
As the leader of the Immortal Alliance, Murong Zhen was obliged to attend such an important occasion.
This year's sect competition was hosted by the Yaohuo Sect.
The location is on the Lianhuan Peak near the Yaohuo Sect.
Upon learning that Rongling Sect had also registered for the competition, Murong Zhen and Rong Zi and their disciples set off for Lianhuan Peak.
He made quite a grand appearance on this trip.
It was the flying boat we were riding in.
Rong Zi was very interested in Murong Zhen's flying boat, looking at it here and touching it there, and then said to Gu Xiaochui, "This flying boat is really nice to ride in, let's make one for ourselves sometime."
Gu Xiaochui listened and nodded very seriously.
"I'll take a look at it later and draw up a blueprint first."
Rong Zi suggested, "It would be best to build it into a warship, one that can both defend and attack the enemy."
Qi Yufei listened to their conversation and stepped forward to chime in.
"Why go through all this trouble? Why don't we just buy one? It's not like we're short of spirit stones."
Rong Zi and Gu Xiaochui glanced at him.
That domineering CEO tone...
...
It must be said that the speed of the flying boat is much faster than flying on a sword.
The journey by sword would have taken several days, but they arrived in just two days by flying boat.
The day after tomorrow is the official start of the sect competition.
Murong Zhen's identity was special, so he only placed Rong Zi and the others at the foot of Lianhuan Peak.
The sect competition has always been a major event in the cultivation world.
When Rong Zi and his group arrived, the foot of Lianhuan Peak was already packed with people.
There are disciples of sects and scions of aristocratic families, as well as independent cultivators.
Moreover, because the grand competition attracts cultivators from all sides and the scene is very lively, many people will take this opportunity to sell some pills, spiritual plants, or talismans and spiritual artifacts.
At this time, the foot of the Lianhuanfeng Mountain had become a large trading market.
They set up stalls and hawked their wares.
Strolling around and having fun.
The scene looked incredibly lively.
This was Rong Zi's first time in such a place. She was strolling around with her disciples when she suddenly heard someone calling her from the crowd.
"Miss Rong!"
Rong Zi looked in the direction of the sound.
Zhu Haohao was standing alone in the crowd, waving wildly at her.
Seeing this, Rong Zi also waved to him.
Zhu Haohao ran over quickly and said, "Long time no see, Miss Rong."
Rong Zi raised an eyebrow. "It really has been a long time."
In Zhu Haohao's eyes, they probably hadn't seen each other for only a few months.
But for Rong Zi, more than six years have already passed.
She glanced behind Zhu Haohao and asked, "Where are your senior sisters? Why aren't they with you?"
Zhu Haohao is the beloved junior brother of the Shuiyuan Sect.
Wherever you go, you'll find protectors of the grass.
It's rare that his master and senior sisters would let him run away alone.
"They're all with Master. I was bored, so I came out for a walk by myself."
Seeing that Rong Zi looked healthy, Zhu Haohao hesitated for a moment, then apologized and explained to her.
"I'm so sorry, Miss Rong. Before you came out of the Soul Cave, I originally intended to wait for you there, but later..."
It's all his master's fault for insisting on taking him back to the sect.
Now he doesn't know how to face Miss Rong.
Back when they were in the Soul Cave, the reason he and his senior sister were able to get out safely was all thanks to Miss Rong.
Especially the ghost-repelling talismans that Miss Rong gave me when we parted ways.
If it weren't for Miss Rong, who knows what would have happened to him and his senior sister in the end.
However, despite the great help Miss Rong had given him and his senior sister, when they finally emerged from the Soul Cave, they learned that Miss Rong had not yet come out, and they didn't even wait for her.
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