The next day, Mo Juren left a letter and quietly departed from Divine Hand Valley. Fortunately, his original identity was extraordinary, and it was normal for him to be elusive, so it did not cause any ripples.
Along the way, Mo Juren would occasionally glance at the Refining Corpse Iron Slave beside him. This was Zhang Tie, the original owner's apprentice, whom he had secretly harmed and refined into his current state.
It must be said that as a person of the Jianghu, the original owner was accustomed to living on the edge and killing without compunction, so he truly could not be considered a good person.
However, secretly harming his own apprentice and then using his corpse for Refining Corpse was somewhat despicable. Later, when he tried to scheme against Han Li again and was counter-killed, it could be said that he got what he deserved.
“What, regretting it?” Yu Zitong noticed his reaction and suddenly spoke up, teasing him.
“It’s done, what is there to regret?” Mo Juren’s expression remained unchanged, but he thought to himself, the despicable one was the original owner, what does it have to do with me?
Additionally, the reason Zhang Tie was made into a Refining Corpse was also Yu Zitong’s suggestion; he provided the method. Otherwise, how could the original owner, a Mortal Martial Artist, understand such a bizarre evil art?
“That’s true, I know Mo Laodi’s Heart-Nature too well, how could he have a woman’s kindness?” Yu Zitong seemed to recall the past, his tone filled with emotion, then he continued,
“Besides, you are going to become an immortal cultivator in the future. To us, Mortals are merely ants, why bother caring?”
“Truly cold-blooded,” Mo Juren cursed inwardly, but he also had to admit that this was the reality of this world, cold and cruel. For immortal cultivators, the Dao of longevity was the pursuit; everything else was fleeting.
Of course, there were also those who valued romantic relationships, but they were merely a diversion; otherwise, it was destined to be impossible to go far.
“Where do you plan to search for Spirit Medicine?”
“I’m also troubled. Most of the familiar mountains have been searched, so the harvest will certainly not be great.” Hearing the other party proactively ask, Mo Juren secretly rejoiced, “I’ve been waiting for you,” he asked calmly,
“You were once an immortal cultivator, so you must know more than I do. Do you have any recommended places?”
“Haha, you’ve asked the right person. When it comes to ruthlessness, I, Yu, admit my inferiority, but when it comes to experience and knowledge, Mortals can never compare to us immortal cultivators.” Hearing the other party’s proactive question, Yu Zitong inexplicably felt a hint of pride, “You also have times when you need me.” He paused, then said,
“The Spirit Medicine deep within Caixia Mountain has almost been completely harvested. To gain more, we must go further. We can go straight north, about five hundred li away, there is a Biyu Mountain Range, where human traces are rare, and Spirit Medicine is relatively abundant…”
“Are there Yao Beasts?” Before the other party finished speaking, Mo Juren suddenly interrupted and asked.
“Yao Beasts?” Yu Zitong was momentarily stunned, somewhat confused as to why the other party would suddenly ask this. He then explained,
“Naturally, there are, otherwise, human traces wouldn’t be rare. However, in such a small place, resources are too scarce, so even if there are Yao Beasts, they are very likely to be Half-Yao, merely mixed with a trace of Yao Beast Bloodline, and not strong. Moreover, with Mo Laodi’s vigilance and methods, plus my assistance, there’s no need to worry.”
“That’s good, we’ll go to the Biyu Mountain Range.”
…
Jing Province is vast, far incomparable to Earth in his previous life.
A journey of five hundred li seemed far, but it did not leave the provincial border; it was still within Jing Province.
Like Caixia Mountain, the area where the Biyu Mountain Range is located also belongs to a remote area, with few people living nearby, mostly small towns.
Mo Juren and his group replenished enough food in the city at the foot of the mountain and did not linger, heading directly into the mountains…
Unlike Caixia Mountain, the Biyu Mountain Range is larger and more dangerous. Although mountain dwellers enter and exit, they only do so in the outer areas to collect herbs; no one dares to enter the depths.
Walking on the rugged mountain path, Mo Juren couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He remembered someone once saying that even a piece of toilet paper has its uses, and it was indeed true.
For example, Yu Zitong, at least without his guidance, it would not have been so smooth for him to enter the mountain alone. Moreover, the other party's spiritual sense is very keen, and some minor dangers can be detected in advance.
The Spirit Medicine deep in the mountain range was indeed abundant. In less than half a day, they had already harvested two Yellow Marrow Ganoderma, both around thirty years old, which were true treasure medicines.
The only regret was that the wild beasts encountered along the way were all ordinary, without any Yao Beast Bloodline. Just as Yu Zitong said, in such ordinary mountain ranges, due to the lack of Spiritual Veins, the Spiritual Qi is extremely thin, so the probability of Yao Beasts being born is pitifully small.
“Be careful!”
Suddenly, Yu Zitong’s voice sounded again, somewhat urgent.
Could it be? Mo Juren’s heart stirred, and he turned to look at the dense forest beside him.
What came into view was a giant python, as thick as a bowl and over two zhang long. Its body was entirely green, with dense, large scales overlapping, emitting a cold, green glow under the sunlight.
“This is not an ordinary tree python; it’s very likely a Half-Yao Beast mixed with the Bloodline of a Green-Scaled Python. Be careful.”
Yu Zitong’s warning was not an exaggeration. Although it was only a Half-Yao Beast, its strength was comparable to a human Martial Dao master. Even Mo Juren at his peak might not be its opponent.
Fortunately, there was the Refining Corpse. This was his strongest trump card at the moment: a body like steel, immense strength, and fearless in death. It was enough to deal with this Half-Yao Beast.
“Iron Slave, go!”
With a command, the Refining Corpse immediately reacted, without any fear, directly charging towards the giant python. In an instant, the two were already fighting.
The giant python, mixed with Yao Beast Bloodline, had fundamentally improved in quality, and its intelligence was naturally not comparable to ordinary wild beasts. The moment the Refining Corpse charged, it immediately sensed danger.
Therefore, it directly used its most powerful killing move: its body moved rapidly, and in a short while, it tightly coiled around the Refining Corpse’s body.
If it were an ordinary person, facing such a situation, they would probably be dead. Even an Innate Martial Artist would not survive; the immense coiling force of the giant python could instantly crush all the bones of its prey into fragments.
However, the Refining Corpse was different. His Physical Body was too powerful, like steel. Facing the squeeze, he was unharmed, and his iron hands, like Sharp Weapons, directly plunged into the giant python’s body. Immediately, green blood spurted out.
“Hiss, hiss…”
The giant python felt intense pain in its body, and the coiling force immediately loosened. At this moment, a hint of fear had already arisen in its heart, and it intended to temporarily retreat.
Unfortunately, without its master’s command, the Refining Corpse’s attack would not stop. Its hands tightly grasped the giant python’s vital point, suddenly lifted it, and slammed it fiercely onto the ground.
“Bang…”
After one strike, dust flew, and the snake let out another painful hiss. Before it could recover, its body was lifted once more, and the Refining Corpse’s attack came again. This time, it directly grabbed the giant python and rapidly swung it against the surrounding ground.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
Loud thuds continuously echoed, and pits were smashed into the surrounding ground. When the Refining Corpse stopped, the giant python was already limp and motionless, completely silent.
Mo Juren watched the entire process, marveling at the Iron Slave’s power while also gaining more reverence for the methods of immortal cultivators. Such transcendent power was truly desirable.
Standing up and stepping forward, Mo Juren suddenly crouched down, and one hand directly plunged into the giant python’s body. At the same time, the game interface also reacted,
“Detected usable material: Level 1 Yao Beast Green-Scaled Python Blood, Wood attribute. Do you wish to collect?”
“Collect.”
