Chapter 77
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The unbridled and flamboyant laughter woke up the sleeping forest with a start. Countless poisonous insects and wild beasts poked their heads out of their warm nests and were shocked to see the silhouette of the Eight-Eyed Spider running wildly through the forest.
The most absurd thing was not the resurrection of the king, but the fact that there were two human figures sitting on its back!
The woman was graceful and beautiful, while the man was tall and straight.
"The world has changed!" An old fox sighed.
The poisonous toad and the earth beast, who had been beaten by Dumbo, hugged each other and trembled. The crocodile demon, still unwilling to go far, lay outside the Seven Leaves Valley's Mountain Lock Formation, deep in thought.
When the Eight-eyed Spider returned with the two of them on its back, Little Congee was already carrying a big bamboo basket on her back. The basket was filled with freshly picked herbs of various ages. There were even a few herbs that were over a hundred years old.
Because of the wild breeding of poisonous beasts, he hadn't been able to enter the garden for many years. If anyone saw what Zhen Xiaoxiao had harvested, not just the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion, but even Huang Yao Lao himself would be so jealous that his chest would burst.
He had become the master of the Black Forest in one fell swoop. With the entire medicine garden and a giant spider as a mount, Zhen Xiaoxiao felt a deep sense of pride.
She picked up a fifty-year-old ginseng from the bamboo basket, wiped the mud on her skirt, and nibbled on it like a carrot.
"At least I don't have to eat Fasting Pills anymore. Those things are so hard to swallow."
As soon as the ginseng entered his throat, Zhen Xiaoxiao let out a cry of satisfaction.
Grand Elder Yuanfeng's pills were good, but they tasted bad and were few in quantity. If he couldn't find fresh food soon, he would become a shriveled corpse.
Now that the ginseng juice had entered his stomach, Zhen Xiaoxiao even felt a comfortable warmth slowly rise in his stomach.
"I heard from Senior Brother Xiang Qian that … the main ingredient of the Qi Concentration Pill for Qi Condensation disciples is ginseng. However, the ginseng in all the pills that the Medicine Pavilion disciples receive every month is probably less than what I just ate. If I don't digest all the medicinal effects, it would be a waste."
Rolling off the ground, Zhen Xiaoxiao returned to the flat ground in front of the grass hut and sat down. He took out the Qi Condensation Incantation and placed it on his lap.
"Small Gruel, come, let's train together!" Zhen Xiaoxiao opened the book and invited him sincerely.
"Trash, don't want to learn."
Dumbo glanced at the broken book with disgust, burped, and staggered back to the house. Compared with cultivation, he missed the thirty-year-old snake stew with ganoderma more.
Zhen Xiaoxiao shook his head helplessly. His gaze returned to the Qi Condensation Mantra.
If one wanted to trample the heavens, one had to ascend to the clouds. The easiest way to do so was to cultivate to become an immortal.
Days passed, and the torrential rain washed away the traces of the alchemy battle in front of the medicine pavilion. Most of the cultivators in Seven Leaves Valley had already forgotten about the two alchemy apprentices who had been punished in the black forest. However, no one knew that the Black Forest had undergone earth-shattering changes in the past few days.
Every day, Dumbo was surrounded by the delicious spirit medicine stew. Dumbo had been raised by Zhen Xiaoxiao until he was fair and plump. There were no longer any traces of lightning on his flawless skin. His facial features were flabbergasted and he looked like he was about to burst.
At first, the Eight-Eyed Spider was extremely angry at being controlled by a mere mortal's demonic magic. Whenever it had the chance, it would rush out of the beast spirit stone to beat up its underlings in the forest. However, as time passed, its proud and unyielding king's heart had long since been bribed by the broken pills that were delivered to it on time. It had completely become a loyal lackey under Zhen Xiaoxiao's skirt.
Every day, apart from doing its best to dig for medicine and hunt for meat for its owner, the Eight-Eyed Spider's favorite pastime was to hold the broken pills in its mouth and show off its strength to the crocodiles in front of the Lock Mountain Array.
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