Chapter 41 - The Vegetation Spirit (2/2)

Eh? Wait. She really doesn’t need it!

Damn!

The Vegetation Spirit seemed to have understood their conversation. It nervously began to wave its leaves around. “Ji ji ji…” It was so unwilling.

The corner of Lonemoon’s mouth twitched. “Forget it, I’m not a core cultivator anyway. It’s got its mind set on you. It wouldn’t work even if I wanted to take it in.”

“Oh…” Shen Ying still looked unbothered. “Let’s throw it away then.”

“Throw my ass!” Had he offered so much explanation in vain?

“What should we do then?” Frankly, she did not want the Vegetation Spirit hanging onto her leg anymore.

“Let’s bring it back with us before we decide!” Lonemoon turned to survey their surroundings. “It’s getting dark. I’m sure there are other valuable things in this mystic realm. Let’s head east to keep looking.”

Shen Ying kept quiet as Yi Qing immediately drew his spirit sword. Out of habit, he helped Shen Ying onto the sword and they both began to fly.

Lonemoon was just about to sword-ride when he felt a weight on his leg. Looking down, he saw something hanging onto his leg.

“Ji ji?” The radish appeared shocked. It turned to look at the two people in the air and turned back to look at the leg it was hanging on to. Realising that it was hanging onto the wrong person, it swept its leaves against Lonemoon’s leg and threw the dandelions toward the ground.

Pui!

Lonemoon stood there in shock. Was this radish looking down on him? He was sure it was!

Is it my fault that you got the wrong leg?

Stay here if you have the guts!

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With the Vegetation Spirit navigating the way, Lonemoon suddenly felt like a parvenu. He felt as if he was plucking all these top-grade spirit herbs from his backyard, and each of them was over ten thousand years old at that. He did not even have to lift a finger. The Vegetation Spirit only had to wave its leaves slightly and the spiritual herbs would fly straight into his bag.

Just thinking about the reaction that other group of three would have made him glad that he came on this trip. They spent over a month collecting spiritual herbs and only stopped when their storage bag was filled to the brim. Then, they headed toward the center of the mystic realm.

The three of them had flown for four to five days before they finally made it out of the dark forest. A huge wasteland lay in front of them. It was the direct opposite of the forest that they had just come out from; there were cliffs and strange rocks at every turn and there was not one bit of green.

Everything around them was quiet. They couldn’t even hear a bird.

“The Spirit Qi here seems a little strange.” Yi Qing frowned.

“What are you sensing?” Lonemoon also felt that this wasteland seemed different somehow. He was on his guard.

“I’m not sure yet.” Yi Qing shook his head. The Spirit Qi here was extremely dense—even denser than it was in the forest. Yi Qing simply couldn’t figure out why the Spirit Qi here felt abnormal. “There’s something hidden here. Be careful.”

Lonemoon nodded slightly, slowing down his sword.

They continued to sword-ride for a couple more hours. All around them, there was nothing but rocks. There didn’t seem to be anything unusual either.

“Don’t you guys feel a little…” Shen Ying suddenly broke the silence, “… hot?”