181 Cannot Say (1/2)

”Me?”

Pointing at his nose, Mo Wen looked around.

”Exactly. You,” The middle-aged man said.

”What business do you have with me?”

Mo Wen's mouth opened wide. He stared at the middle-aged man with a dumbfounded look.

”Why do you keep babbling so much? Quickly, come over,” The middle-aged man said impatiently.

Upon hearing his words, Mo Wen timidly moved closer towards the group of people. He wore a cautious and scared expression.

”Search him.”

The middle-aged man waved his hand while ordering a few subordinates around him.

After receiving the order, the few young disciples behind the man came forth and seized Mo Wen. Then, they started searching through his bamboo basket.

Mo Wen did not bring along his backpack, even stealing a set of old clothes from a nearby village and dressing up as a farmer.

The bamboo basket on his back was laden with medicinal herbs. From his appearance, he looked no different from the medicinal herb farmers that lived all year long in the Changbai Mountain Range.

The reason why he had disguised himself was to avoid the people from the Changtian Sect from suspecting him.

As he watched the two youths ruffling through his bamboo basket, Mo Wen had a glint in his eyes, but it disappeared as soon as it appeared, unnoticed by everyone.

In his bamboo basket, there was nothing else but medicinal herbs. As for the spiritual medicines like the Flame Flower and Blood Mushroom, he wouldn't simply carry them on his person. Otherwise, once the people from the Changtian Sect saw the Flame Flower, they would certainly suspect him.

Hence, he did not stop the two of them from their inspection, letting them search as they wanted.

”Sect younger uncle, there is nothing suspicious, but...:”

After searching for a bit, one of the youths walked up beside the middle-aged man and said.

”But what? Speak up,” The middle-aged man frowned and asked.

”But his bamboo basket has many precious herbal medicines. Their value is quite high.”

That youth walked to the middle-aged man's side, whispering softly in his ear saying.

The Changtian Sect would frequently send its disciples down the mountain to gather herbs. Every time it reached the season to gather herbs, many disciples would descend from the mountains to sweep search the Changbai Mountains.

So the disciples of the Changtian Sect were very familiar with all types of herbal medicines.

The medicinal herbs in Mo Wen's bamboo basket were of high value. Many of them were precious medicinal herbs. They were hard to find even if you spent a long time searching. For the youth to have a bamboo basket that was full of these medicinal herbs was staggering.

”Who asked you to care about what medicinal herbs he gathered? I asked you if there was anything suspicious. If there isn't, then let's go,” The middle-aged man coldly snorted.

He did not have time to care about such things now. A day had passed and the demoness was still yet to be found. The sect had decreed a death order; if they couldn't find her, no one would have good days.

Also, that demoness posed far too great a threat to the Changtian Sect. If they did not seize the opportunity to eliminate the demoness now, it would certainly be a dangerous time bomb for the Changtian Sect, causing uneasiness.

At this time, why would he have the mood to care what few good medicinal herbs did a herb gathering youth gather.

”Sect younger uncle…”

The disciple wanted to say that the value of the medicinal herbs in the youth's bamboo basket was enough to make even him react. If they took away all the medicinal herbs that were collected, they would certainly receive a sizable reward when they returned to the sect.

But the middle-aged man just waved his hand, interrupting the youth as he tried to speak and turned to lead the rest in a search in the other direction.

Seeing this, the youth could only swallow what he wanted to say and follow behind the middle-aged man depressingly. Before he left, he didn't forget to glare at Mo Wen. This brat was a simpleton, but his luck was not bad. To be able to find so many precious medicinal herbs, he truly had a fool's luck. Such a pity…

Mo Wen watched as the group of people from the Changtian Sect departed, and with his mouth curling, he picked up his bamboo basket and continued on his way.

He went around the mountain peak once. After making sure that no one was following him, only then did he return to the small hidden valley.

Back in the stone room, Mo Wen began to prepare the medicinal herbs. As for the demoness, she just sat straight in a corner, silently invigorating her Qi to treat her injuries.

However, her terrifying injuries were not something that could be cured in a day and night by invigorating her Qi on her own.

The higher the cultivation, the harder it was to get hurt. But once they did get hurt, then healing their injuries would be harder than before.

Especially the demoness after receiving such severe injuries, just relying on her own slow invigorating of her Qi to heal herself, she could not even fully recover if she did it for three to four years.

”Don't bother invigorating your Qi to heal yourself. Later, I'll cook up a bowl of medicinal soup for you to drink. I guarantee it will be more effective than you invigorating Qi to heal yourself by tenfold or hundredfold.”

While he arranged the medicinal herbs, Mo Wen's idle mouth started engaging the ice cold demoness in conversation.

Preparing medicinal soup was a complicated affair that required a lot of time.

Of course, compared to concocting healing pills, it was much easier.

With the current conditions, there was no way to concoct any effective healing pills. Some normal healing pills were not effective on the demoness' injuries. So, it was better to boil some medicinal soup.

With his medical expertise, the effects of the medicinal soup would not lose to that of the pills. It was also easier for her body to absorb and could sustain its effect for a longer period of time.

”Truth be told, you are quite young. You haven't even reached your thirties? Your cultivation is not bad; how did you practice it? So talented. Although you are still not as good as I am, you are still a rarity.”