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After being sent back to the nest, Chu Chen immediately fell into a deep slumber. His body began to rapidly absorb the energy of the Mist Repelling Pearl, which was as hot as the sun.
Ling Xuan glanced at the sleeping baby hawk in the nest and a deep gentleness appeared on her face.
A gust of wind blew past the top of the tomb, lifting up Ling Xuan's long hair. The pair of cold eyes on her perfect face looked into the distance.
"Even the Mist Repelling Pearl is useless. It seems that we can't continue investigating Black Mist Valley. I have to make a trip back to the Underworld Sect to look for clues. Master, no matter where you are, I will find you! "
"Little thing, after this farewell, it might be difficult for us to meet again in the future."
Ling Xuan turned back to look at the baby hawk and sighed softly. She had originally planned to sign a blood contract with the hawk when it grew a little older and take it as her battle pet. However, after the hawk had risked its life to save her, she had changed her mind.
An eagle was bound to have its own sky. Once it was restricted, its future achievements would be limited. It was better to let it grow up freely.
As for herself, she would have to go on her own.
Ling Xuan sighed and gently stroked the hawk's soft, jet-black feathers. Her figure floated down.
"Since you said that it would be difficult for us to meet again in the future, I must send you off."
On the path from the Biquan Immortal Mountain to Black Mist Valley, a figure was madly running along the road.
As soon as the hawk clone entered the nest, it gradually fell into a deep slumber. However, while its consciousness was hazy, Chu Chen still heard Ling Xuan's farewell.
Perhaps it was just as Ling Xuan had said, it would be difficult for them to meet again after this farewell. After all, the world was vast. How many people would never see each other again once they parted?
As soon as Chu Chen entered the region of the Dragon Burial Tomb, he saw a black-clothed girl walking quickly in the distance. Her features were cold, but there was a trace of melancholy in her eyes. She lowered her head in thought and didn't notice Chu Chen approaching her at all.
On the narrow path leading to the tomb, the two of them were about to collide when Ling Xuan suddenly realized that there was a young man in front of him. Moreover, this young man with delicate features was sizing him up.
Ling Xuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent. After she massacred the Underworld Sect, it could be said that she had viewed human lives as worthless since then. She had never been soft-hearted when killing people.
Protecting oneself was always the first principle. In this world, other than Master, other people's lives were not lives at all.
Ling Xuan, who was filled with killing intent, suddenly felt a surge of warmth from the bottom of his heart when his eyes met the calm young man's. What … what was going on?
Why did he feel a sense of familiarity towards this strange young man? He had already sworn that other than his master, the lives of others were not worth his life.
He was clearly an unfamiliar young man that he could easily kill, so why was his heart in such a mess?
In a trance, Ling Xuan brushed past Chu Chen on the path between the tombs.
"Young lady."
Chu Chen called out to Ling Xuan, who only wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. Ling Xuan originally wanted to ignore him, but he couldn't help but turn his head. With a cold expression, he said, "What's the matter?"
"It seems like the wind is picking up. I'm afraid there will be a storm soon. It's windy and raining heavily outside. Young lady, you're traveling alone. Take care."
Hearing Chu Chen's words, Ling Xuan's eyes reddened. This was clearly like a young eagle sending him off. How could this young man he met on the side of the road know how he felt?
"If young lady gets lost, you can return to this place at any time. I believe young lady has an old friend who has been waiting for you here to protect you."
Ling Xuan desperately held back the tears in his eyes and turned his head away, not daring to look at Chu Chen. "What a joke. Who do you think I, Ling Xuan, am? Do I need someone to protect me? I'm a demonic woman who kills people like scything flax. Young man … if it wasn't for the fact that I didn't want to kill anyone today, you would already be a corpse. If you see me next time, you'd better hide far away. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. "
After throwing down these words, Ling Xuan flew away without looking back. After a few leaps, he turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.
Chu Chen looked in the direction Ling Xuan disappeared in and felt a sense of loss. Would he ever see this eccentric demonic woman again? Perhaps he wasn't fated to see her in this life.
Chu Chen went to the eagle's nest to take a look. Xiao Ying's doppelganger was sleeping soundly with a spiritual herb in its mouth.
Chu Chen picked up the dark blue herb and examined it repeatedly. He discovered that it was a spiritual herb that he had never seen before, so he opened his spiritual perception to investigate.
He immediately felt a very pure lightning energy stirring restlessly in the spiritual herb, as if it would rush out at any time.
Chu Chen concluded that this spiritual herb had to be dealt with as soon as possible after digging it up, otherwise it would be destroyed.
"This … this is Thunder Grass!"
Although Chu Chen didn't know what Thunder Grass was, when he took it to the market and saw the greedy look in the old shopkeeper's eyes, he knew that it had to be something good.
"Little brother, where did you get this miraculous herb that no one else can get their hands on?"
The old shopkeeper clicked his tongue in wonder as he carefully examined the dark blue "Thunder Grass" with a face full of envy.
"I dug it up casually."
Although Chu Chen's answer was honest, the old shopkeeper didn't believe him at all. He rolled his eyes, thinking that if he could speak so casually at such a young age, he would be even more impressive when he grew up.
Chu Chen naturally couldn't be bothered to argue with him. "How many spirit stones is this Thunder Grass worth?"
"This …" The old shopkeeper put down the spirit mirror, an unfathomable expression on his face. "Thunder Grass can be said to be priceless, but it can also be said to be worthless."
"Old shopkeeper, why don't you tell me more?"
"The Thunder Grass contains a large amount of Sun Scorching Thunder. This Sun Scorching Thunder is the source of exorcism. For cultivators who have suffered from Qi Deviation, it is an absolute life-saving straw." The old shopkeeper suddenly changed the topic. "However, the Thunder Grass can only be stored for a short period of time, and it can't be refined into a pill. If a cultivator who has suffered from Qi Deviation doesn't sell it in a short period of time, it is just a piece of trash."
"Then what does the old shopkeeper suggest?"
"Don't think that I want to take the opportunity to lower the price. The Sun Scorching Thunder contained in this Thunder Grass is too strong. Cultivators at the Spirit Water Realm can't even bear it. Only cultivators at a higher realm who have suffered from Qi Deviation can use it." The old shopkeeper frowned. "How about I buy it for 50 spirit stones? I have to bear a great risk. If I can't sell it in ten days, it will be ruined in my hands."
"How can I ask the old shopkeeper to take out his own coffin to bear the risk? As usual, shopkeeper can sell it on consignment for me."
Chu Chen decided to put it on the sect's trading platform to try his luck because he wasn't afraid of ruining it. There were plenty of spirit herbs in Black Mist Valley. At worst, he could just pick them again.
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