Chapter 67

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Recently, due to abundant resources, Chen Mo's cultivation had advanced rapidly.

However, the consumption was also significant.

Chen Mo looked at the last third-grade spirit pill, feeling a deep sense of emotion.

"This is the last one; don't let me down again."

Advancing from a third-grade Spirit Master to a fourth-grade Spirit Master was already a difficult barrier, transitioning from a low-rank to a mid-rank Spirit Master. However, Chen Mo could not afford to stop. The life-and-death battle with Qu Muqing was like a constant warning bell, reminding him at all times.

After swallowing the pill, as the medicinal properties spread, they permeated his limbs and meridians. It felt like a wave of heat, and the green robe he wore was drenched in sweat, clinging to his body, his muscles bulging. Each advancement meant a transformation, like a python shedding its skin. Though it brought new strength, the process was unbearable for ordinary people.

After two to three hours, Chen Mo suddenly raised his arms, and a burst of energy erupted from his body, forming streams of air. The air currents scattered rocks and pebbles.

He suddenly opened his eyes, stepped on a rock, and leaped over ten zhang. His fist struck with immense force, and with a loud "boom," the base of a stalactite exploded.

The stalactite fell with a heavy thud, stirring up layers of gray dust. Standing steadily, Chen Mo's presence was magnificent.

"Fourth-grade peak Spirit Master, indeed much stronger."

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Almost simultaneously.

In a nearby canyon.

A black shadow landed, lightly stepping on the rocky cliff. Her toes touched a thousand-year-old locust tree for a brief pause, then she leaped again, like a falling black cloud, gracefully landing at the bottom of the cliff. Her toes touched the ground, and she staggered slightly, barely maintaining her balance.

Poison Guanyin Ming Youlian, dressed in a dark green silk dress, with a sash around her waist, her figure was particularly graceful. Her nearly black dark green hair fluttered in the wind.

Her eyes were cold, but her willow-leaf eyebrows could not hide her beauty. If not for the chilling aura that made people wary, she would have been a stunning and alluring woman.

Her face was veiled in black, adding a mysterious air. The title "Poison Guanyin" marked her as ruthless, making people feel a cold and intimidating presence even before approaching her, like the black evil aura of a soul collector from hell.

A gust of wind lifted the black veil, revealing a pale and beautiful face, evoking a sense of pity. Her thin lips trembled, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, indicating that her injuries from the battle with Chiyen Wang had worsened.

Struck by Chiyen Wang's powerful punch, the fire poison lingering in her body was boiling, burning her flesh and meridians, difficult to expel. Her eyebrows furrowed, and sweat dampened her veil, showing her unbearable pain.

However, she was incredibly resilient and did not even whimper.

Sitting cross-legged beside a rock, her icy eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembled. Under the attack of the fire poison, her flawless forehead was furrowed, and she relied on the remaining dark energy to resist the invasion of the fire poison.

Suddenly, a faint warm current flowed from her slender fingers, touching the smooth and translucent rock.

"Thousand-year spirit marrow." Even with Ming Youlian's composure, she could not help but exclaim, a hint of joy crossing her face. Her palm swept over the rock, and the withered leaves disappeared. Her previously cold and haggard face forgot the pain. Her delicate fingers caressed the round rock, like soothing a baby to sleep. Though her face was veiled, one could imagine the subtle change in her cold and beautiful expression.

If not for her exceptional ability to identify natural treasures, she would have missed this treasure.

"Thousand-year spirit marrow."

As the name suggests, it is the essence of heaven and earth formed naturally over a thousand years, growing within rocks and seeping out through stalactites, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth and the breath of all living things.

Finding one in a million was already a miracle, and it took several years or even decades to seep out a drop of white liquid. In this case, there were enough for two cups within the rock, which could not have been achieved without a thousand years.

Ming Youlian raised her jade-like hand, ready to split the rock and extract the marrow, but her hand paused in the air.

Thousand-year spirit marrow is an extremely rare natural treasure, equivalent to a fifth-grade spirit medicine. Although it can be consumed directly, it is far more effective when used to refine pills.

If part of the thousand-year spirit marrow is added to the pill-making process, it can significantly enhance cultivation and might even play a crucial role in advancing to the Heavenly Rank in the future.

If consumed entirely, it would be a waste of a natural treasure.

However, thousand-year spirit marrow requires a container made from a thousand-year-old wood core, as ordinary containers cannot prevent the loss of its essence.

Ming Youlian's eyes showed thoughtfulness, and her lips curved slightly. When she fell, she remembered a thousand-year-old locust tree on the mountain waist, which would be perfect.

She circulated her dark energy, suppressing her injuries and the fire poison. Her feet felt like they were stepping on clouds, and a black shadow flew off the ground, stirring up withered leaves. In an instant, she reached a cliff, and with another leap, she broke through the colorful mist, heading towards the thousand-year-old locust tree. The withered leaves fell, landing on the rock containing the spirit marrow, making it hard for ordinary people to notice.

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At the same time, Chen Mo and Xiao Ba were exploring this area, trying to find a suitable exit.

The cliff bottom was deep and boundless, with stalactites hanging from the caves, which were strangely shaped. Without the colorful aura, the caves would have been lifeless.

Xiao Ba, who had been moving slowly like an old man, suddenly became excited, running ahead, stretching his head, and crawling on the ground, sniffing around like a dog. Beside a pile of withered branches and leaves, Xiao Ba was digging with his front paws.

"Could this glutton have found something good?" Chen Mo was surprised and delighted. Although Xiao Ba was a glutton and a lazybones, he often discovered good things in the wild due to his keen sense of smell.

Seeing Xiao Ba digging at a rock, Chen Mo created a wind with his palm, and with a "whoosh," the branches and leaves flew away, revealing the rock.

It was just a broken rock, and Chen Mo couldn't see anything special. He was speechless, thinking that even gluttons like Xiao Ba could make mistakes.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ba rolled his eyes at him, his head pointing at the rock, as if saying, "You ignorant one, the good stuff is under the rock."

Chen Mo understood and raised his palm like a sharp blade, and with a gust of wind, he struck the rock.

"Crack," the rock split, and the cracks spread. "Snap," it broke into four pieces.

Instantly, a fresh and fragrant aroma filled the air. The rock, though split, still retained a disc-shaped green stone, and the milky white spirit marrow now looked like a cup of sweet dew, waiting to be enjoyed. The rock split, and a bright light emitted, like a fleeting mist.

"Thousand-year spirit marrow." Chen Mo was surprised. He had only seen it described in the clan's library, and it was a fifth-grade spirit medicine, known for its rarity and value. He couldn't help but lick his dry lips, thinking that obtaining this fifth-grade spirit medicine would greatly advance his cultivation.

"Xiao Ba, not bad, looks like I didn't raise you for nothing." Chen Mo was truly amazed. Although Xiao Ba often found good things, he had never discovered such a rare and valuable fifth-grade spirit medicine, and in such a large quantity.

Unfortunately, it was a pity.

If there were a thousand-year-old wood core container, the thousand-year spirit marrow could be collected, increasing its value by more than double.

But now that the rock was split, the spirit marrow was exposed. Finding a thousand-year-old wood core in time was impossible.

The only option was to eat it before the medicinal properties dissipated.

As for Xiao Ba, he didn't hesitate, extending his head to lick the spirit marrow.

"Slow down," Chen Mo grabbed him and hurriedly took a deep breath, swallowing more than half of the spirit marrow. A cool sensation passed through his throat, reaching his limbs, meridians, and dantian. The fragrant aroma lingered in his mouth, and a cool sensation spread throughout his body. Even the young sprout of the Light God Tree in his consciousness sea seemed to be nourished, its branches moving and raising its head. The dark energy in his dantian swelled like a fully inflated balloon.

Chen Mo deeply felt the effects of the thousand-year spirit marrow, like tasting divine wine, feeling light and comfortable, with a sense of well-being. This was just the surface effect. If the medicinal properties were refined, it could strengthen his meridians and enhance his cultivation.

He savored the taste, never having eaten such a fine spirit medicine. Looking at the stone disc, the spirit marrow was gone, and Xiao Ba was still licking the remnants.

"Xiao Ba, can you be any more disgusting?" Chen Mo envied his shamelessness, but he couldn't do the same with such a precious fifth-grade spirit medicine.

Xiao Ba didn't care, glancing at Chen Mo indifferently. Wasting such a precious natural treasure was more disgusting. "Who made you poor? You can't even feed your dominant pet properly. I sucked in more than you just now."

Chen Mo couldn't hold back. With no one around except his shameless pet, he decided to act quickly before the remnants were gone. He grabbed a piece of the broken rock, which still had plenty of thousand-year spirit marrow.

Poor children grow up fast. This was the first time Chen Mo had encountered such a rare natural treasure. At first, he felt embarrassed, but after a few moments, the taste of the spirit marrow made him enjoy it, competing with Xiao Ba for the remnants.

Just as they were enjoying themselves, Chen Mo suddenly felt a chilling presence. He looked up and froze, as if struck by lightning. A few zhang away, a slender woman, exuding a cold and eerie aura, was staring at him and Xiao Ba with a fierce and terrifying gaze.

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