In just a few short days, Qin Mu had experienced falling into a mysterious space, then conversing with a mysterious shadowy figure, and finally an incredibly powerful old granny coming to take his life. Who exactly did I, Qin Mu, provoke or offend!?
I’m tired. Let everything be destroyed. Hurry it up.
While Qin Mu was having his emo moment, his nose suddenly twitched. Hmm? What’s that smell? So fragrant!
Just as he was about to turn his head to look, a roasted mushroom appeared before his eyes.
“Mmph… Here. Want some?”
Lu Shuang’er held a roasted mushroom in one hand, handing it to Qin Mu while chewing and speaking.
After the Liu Popo incident, Chu Jiujiu and Lu Qian planned to make a trip to Ghost Elephant Mountain for some friendly physical exchange.
That left only Qin Mu and the elder sisters. Since they couldn’t go out for the time being, Qin Mu suggested checking out the Sacred Mountain. To be safe, he specifically mentioned it to Miss Mengyu, and so Miss Mengyu and Miss Ruoshuang both came along.
Right now, Miss Mengyu was studying the Body-Tempering Milk off to the side. Since Lu Shuang’er and Qin Mu had low cultivation levels, they naturally grew hungry. As a local here, Lu Shuang’er said that collecting food would be her job!
Then she brought back a huge pile of mushrooms in all sorts of colors—simply a rainbow of hues. Qin Mu seriously doubted whether, after eating these things, he would end up seeing little people.
Qin Mu smelled the fragrance of the food, his throat bobbing.
“Let me have a taste.”
He took the roasted mushroom. Seasonings were sprinkled on top, and it smelled incredibly tempting.
The moment Qin Mu took a bite—
“Mmph!”
If this were a food anime, this would be the moment his clothes burst off.
Lu Shuang’er swallowed the food in her mouth. Watching Qin Mu eating with such relish, she said with a grin:
“See? Didn’t I tell you? These mushrooms are really fragrant!”
“Mhm mhm mhm!”
Qin Mu was too busy eating to speak, so he could only nod in agreement.
Before long, a whole skewer of roasted mushrooms was finished.
Honestly, these tasted even better than meat!
After eating his fill, Qin Mu contentedly patted his belly and let out a burp.
“Phew—that’s satisfying. I never expected the mushrooms here to be this delicious!”
“It might be because of the Body-Tempering Milk.”
Lu Shuang’er pointed at the ground.
“The Sacred Mountain has a somewhat special situation. These mushrooms spend a long time underground, absorbing the Earth Essence, and when they finally break through the soil, they’re not only delicious but also beneficial to cultivation!”
“Souka!”
Qin Mu nodded. To put it plainly, they were packed full of absorbed essence.
Across from Qin Mu, Miss Ruoshuang, who usually wasn’t very interested in food, was also taking small bites of the roasted mushroom. It seemed she approved of it quite a bit.
After finishing, Qin Ruoshuang took out a handkerchief and elegantly wiped her lips.
“Mu’er!”
It was Miss Mengyu!
“Oh oh, coming!”
Qin Mu patted his butt, stood up, and walked over to Miss Mengyu’s side.
Qin Mengyu had never seen this Body-Tempering Milk before either. She figured it must be unique to the Wildlands.
She put a little into a jade bottle and first took a sniff.
Mm. It had no strange odor. On the contrary, it carried a fresh and clean scent.
After completing her analysis and confirming there was no danger, Qin Mengyu drank a tiny bit herself. Nothing went wrong.
Qin Mu walked over to Miss Mengyu.
That was when he remembered—Divine Dragon Senior had given him a Dan Prescription.
“Mu’er?”
Qin Mengyu watched as Mu’er, who was walking over, suddenly stopped and started searching for something.
“Oh! Found it, found it!”
Qin Mu excitedly took out the Dan Prescription:
“Miss Mengyu, Miss Mengyu, take a look at this Dan Prescription. What do you think?”
‘This time, Divine Dragon Senior shouldn’t be planning to screw me over again, right?’
***
Ghost Elephant Mountain.
“Hey, did you hear? Our Elder Ancestor recently came out of seclusion!”
“The Elder Ancestor came out of seclusion? Wasn’t our Elder Ancestor not in seclusion?”
“It’s not the Ghost Bone Grand Ancestor—it’s Liu Popo!”
“Hiss! Hasn’t she been sleeping all this time?”
“I heard the Elder Ancestor has already broken through to the Tribulation Stage!”
“What! That’s huge news! Our sect can finally stand head and shoulders above the rest!”
At the foot of the mountain, the gatekeeping disciples were chatting. Upon hearing that their Elder Ancestor had reached the Tribulation Stage through hard work and determination, they were thrilled! They themselves might be salted fish, but the Elder Ancestor wasn’t!
This was like being on the verge of graduating from university when the school suddenly got upgraded to a first-tier institution. A heaven-sent windfall had landed right on their heads.
Before they could even dream about the future, two beautiful women suddenly appeared before them.
“Halt! Who are you?!”
One disciple shouted.
A moment ago, none of them had even sensed their presence!
There was no need to guess—the two before them were definitely experts, at least at the Soul Formation Realm. They themselves only had Golden Core Realm cultivation.
“Ghost Elephant Mountain…”
Lu Qian looked up at the plaque above the gate and read it aloud.
“Since you know this is Ghost Elephant Mountain, let me offer you both a word of advice: it’s best not to have any funny ideas. Otherwise…”
Before the disciple could even finish his sentence, Lu Qian lightly raised her hand and shattered the plaque with a single palm strike.
!!! The disciples stared, dumbfounded. This was… someone coming to crash their sect!
With a whoosh, the gatekeeping disciples fled until not a trace of them remained.
‘Are you kidding? We only get that little bit of Ling Stones a month. Why would we risk our lives?!’
Now they just needed to quickly report to the elders—someone had come to crash the sect!
“Heh, they ran pretty fast.”
Lu Qian hadn’t chosen to strike ruthlessly. What she wanted was to let the people of Ghost Fragrant Mountain know: I, Lu Qian, am here to cause you trouble!
If this were the Eastern Region, the gatekeeping disciples absolutely wouldn’t have failed to recognize Lu Qian, because the sects in the Eastern Region all distributed avatars of her with a warning: if you see Lu Sect Leader, answer whatever she asks. Endure scolding without talking back; endure beatings without fighting back. At the very least, this way she wouldn’t beat their sect up too badly in the end.
“Lu Sect Leader, what are you…?”
Chu Jiujiu was a bit bewildered by the scene. When they came, hadn’t they said they were going to talk things over with the other party? Why did they start throwing hands right away?
“Heh heh. Only like this will they seriously listen to your conditions. If you talk to them gently, they’ll think you’re easy to bully. Only after you beat them into submission will they obediently listen to what you have to say.”
Lu Qian was speaking from experience—experience accumulated over centuries of going door to door to crash sect gates. In the entire Eastern Region, about seventy percent of the major sects had been personally visited and crashed by Lu Qian.
Her motto was: if you can throw hands, don’t run your mouth. This saved everyone a lot of time on pointless bickering.
After shattering the other party’s plaque with one hand, Lu Qian directly transformed her True Qi into a giant palm and smashed the mountain gate to pieces with a single strike.
Dong dong dong—
The bell rang out. Dozens of piercing sounds tore through the air as streaks of light shot straight toward the mountain gate.
“Here they come, here they come!”
Lu Qian was eager for action, her eyes gleaming with excitement. In the Eastern Region, she had to consider that the Seven Star Sect still needed to survive there in the future, so she had always held back, never using her full strength. Now that she had come to the Southern Region, where she knew no one and no one knew her, she didn’t have to worry about that problem.
“Let me see what kind of strength you all have!”
The moment the words left her mouth, Lu Qian’s figure instantly appeared in midair.
Just as the elders of Ghost Fragrant Mountain were about to reach the mountain gate, a palm the size of a mountain peak came swinging at them. Merely looking at the palm’s size left a palm-sized shadow of fear over their hearts—hearts that, despite being several hundred years old, were still young and tender.