Chapter 410

This time it finally succeeded. However, He Lingchuan came and brought him more variables.

Two days later.

In this season on the Gale Tundra, the riverside was also full of flowers. Fluffy horsetail grass and dandelions, as well as blooming alpine rhododendrons, mountain plums, and irises, could dazzle all the way to the horizon.

A small camp was set up by the river, with several people burning firewood and supporting pots, looking out at Mount Fengmo Rock from time to time.

The peak of this magnificent snow mountain was hidden in the zenith, surrounded by flowing clouds and mist, very spectacular.

These people were all Fu Shanyue's subordinates.

The sky was getting dark, and Fujiu was still restless. For such an important operation, the Young Master insisted on going alone, and everyone was worried about his safety.

Could he succeed this time? Several subordinates had asked him several times.

Just then, someone threw down a branch and shouted: "The Young Master is back!"

Fujiu turned his head in shock to look, and sure enough, he saw a rider galloping from afar.

The tundra was flat, and the view was excellent. The rider also saw them, and the chestnut horse arrived in the blink of an eye, rearing up when it stopped, splashing out a few clods of flower mud.

"You worried us to death!" Fujiu went up to pull the horse with a face full of smiles. "Young Master, how did it go?"

Fu Shanyue produced a wooden bottle and shook it twice at the crowd: "Got it!"

The subordinates were overjoyed and said one after another: "Young Master is capable, taking things from a bag in the middle of ten thousand troops!"

Someone hurriedly scooped a cup of hot water and handed it over.

Fu Shanyue took it, gulped it down, and then exhaled: "Refreshing!"

Someone laughed: "This bottle holding the treasure doesn't look like much."

"Yeah, the Shanyu Kingdom monarch is too stingy; at least a gold cup or jade bottle would be worthy of the heavenly treasures inside!"

Fujiu said unhappily: "Are the vision and taste of the Shanyu Kingdom monarch the same as you scum?"

He asked Fu Shanyue: "Young Master, how do you plan to use it?"

Fu Shanyue pulled out the bottle stopper and handed it to him: "You take a sniff."

Fujiu didn't know his intention and hesitated as he leaned in to sniff: "So fragrant."

"Let the others take a sniff too."

Several subordinates showed intoxicated expressions: "It's actually so fragrant and sweet, like honey."

"It wouldn't just be honey, would it?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Would the Shanyu Kingdom monarch secretly steal a bottle of honey to give to the Chiyan Kingdom?" Fujiu worried, "Young Master, is there a problem?"

"It was hard to come by, but a test still needs to be done." Fu Shanyue instructed two subordinates to capture living creatures.

A quarter-hour later, the two caught a white-spotted deer, two field mice, and a wild rabbit.

Fu Shanyue ordered people to hold the two mice and the rabbit, and he personally dripped a drop of the liquid from the wooden bottle into their mouths: "Alright, keep them under guard to observe the effect."

This was using mice and rabbits for testing. Fujiu watched, thinking that the Young Master was indeed still like this, rough on the outside but fine on the inside. Those who really thought he was reckless had long since had their ashes scattered.

Another person pointed to the sturdy white-spotted deer and asked: "What about this deer?"

The deer was too big and inconvenient to carry.

Fu Shanyue glanced at it: "Roast it and eat it."

That night, the group camped by the river as usual.

The next morning, Fu Shanyue paced to the cage to take a look and found that the mice and rabbits were still alive and well, their spirits were good, and they were even gnawing on dew-covered alfalfa grass through the cage.

The liquid in the bottle seemed non-toxic, but he remembered the expression of the kid riding the goat, which was as if he were saying, why don't you try drinking a mouthful? Was he deliberately bluffing him? Fu Shanyue fell into contemplation.

Behind him came Fujiu's footsteps: "Young Master?"

"Break camp, prepare to hit the road."

"Where are we going?"

"Remember someone in Fufeng City tipped off the government, causing us to be surrounded and suppressed?" Fu Shanyue said coldly, "It's time to settle the account!"

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For the next two days, the Shi Gate caravan traveled with the escort team, providing the other party with quite a few conveniences.

The caravans behind also caught up, and seeing the Shi Gate caravan and the escort team getting along like honey and oil, they couldn't help but stomp their feet and sigh that they were a step late and hadn't established a relationship.

The escort team had treated the injuries that needed treating and rested the spirits that needed resting, and even the horses had been replenished at the market, so they still looked down on these caravans.

When in trouble, you don't reach out; when safe, you ask who you are.

But the Shi Gate caravan was different, and even He Lingchuan and the Grand Tutor's mansion had a relationship. As long as Xiang Yunhuan's position wasn't completely stripped when he returned, this favor still had to be repaid.

Of course, he had no idea that He Lingchuan had also made a huge contribution to the Mount Fengmo being able to break free from the root cage and escape successfully.

Therefore, the movement between the two sides became even closer.

Being able to connect with more powerful figures and martial generals of the Treasure Tree Kingdom, the second master Shi couldn't close his mouth from laughing, deeply feeling that the move of his brothers to hang onto He Lingchuan was far-sighted. In so many previous business trips, he had never seen himself get to know so many figures and get involved in so many favors.

The Mount Fengmo attack caused more than a dozen caravans to be wiped out, snatched by it to do high-altitude throwing. However, because the Shi Gate caravan was far away and had the Wind Lion suppressing the field, they only lost a dozen carriages and goods, suffering only slight damage, but they gained the friendship of the Treasure Tree Kingdom.

This business was well done.

He Lingchuan hadn't touched his pillow for the past few days, spending all his time regulating his breathing and practicing martial arts.

Everyone knew that the month after the Imperial Flowing Nectar erupted was a great time for practicing martial arts.

He didn't use the Hundred Goodness Pill, but he felt the speed of his internal breath circulation accelerate; the time to complete a major cycle was reduced by another quarter compared to before.

He also tried to compress his spiritual power to make more space for his dantian.

He succeeded on the first try, although it was only an inconspicuous little drop.

This was an incredible improvement.

And these past few days, he didn't just have feelings when practicing at the Zi-Wu hour; even when walking and eating daily, he felt the air was moist and fresh. As long as he took a few deep breaths, his heart and lungs felt refreshed, his mind felt clear, and his whole body felt like it had endless strength.

As for the benefits to cultivation, there was no need to say more.

You have to know that this was a plateau, the air was relatively thin, and the human body didn't feel so comfortable.

He had asked many people, and everyone had the same feeling, indicating that this was a universal grace from heaven and earth, not something he enjoyed alone. Even the grass and flowers in the suburbs were growing more luxuriantly than in previous years.

The purple alfalfa that could only stick to the soles of the feet could now grow to waist height; even the most common cabbage butterflies had individuals the size of half a palm.

Changes always start from the most inconspicuous corners.

In other words, the spiritual energy had indeed become rich, and it was moistening things silently.

He Lingchuan had heard of this situation when listening to public lectures at the Asking Immortal Hall in Panlong City. After the Imperial Flowing Nectar erupted, it would lead to an increase in the concentration of spiritual energy in heaven and earth; after all, the spiritual rain from the sky descended to the human world, and the living beings on the ground couldn't catch much no matter how hard they tried. Most of the Imperial Flowing Nectar still sank into the surface, merging with the mountains and rivers.

Then, for a considerably long time in the future, it would slowly benefit all living things.

Don't forget, the Imperial Flowing Nectar had erupted twice in just one year.

The first time was at the end of last year; although the amount was small, it was better than nothing.

You have to know that the last time it visited the human world was decades ago.

After a few months, it came again, and this time the scale was huge.

In ancient times, all things grew in rich spiritual energy, and powerful demons and immortals could stand out.

Then the question arose: why did the concentration of spiritual energy decrease again later? Some people believed that the damage caused by the natural disaster three thousand years ago had not yet dissipated, causing the spiritual energy of this realm to dissipate.

Others believed that although the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was slowly recovering, it wasn't rising as fast as it was being used, so it dried up. As for how it was used up, it was unknown.

The world was so big, and the forms of spiritual energy existing in the world were diverse, and the reasons for consuming spiritual energy were also strange; which one could be considered the main cause?

No one could explain it clearly, because no one could prove it.

Anyway, He Lingchuan only needed to grasp this feast of spiritual energy at the moment.

Following the trend and acting according to the situation was more important than one's own efforts.

After leaving the Gale Tundra, the escort team's journey was smooth sailing, and they didn't encounter any more accidents.

The escort team still had to continue north, while the Shi Gate caravan had to stop to unload and order goods, so the two sides parted ways in Tongcheng.

Tongcheng was named after its product, producing high-quality tung oil. This item was used for wood maintenance, and brushing it on the surface of wood had a very good anti-corrosion and anti-erosion effect, with very wide uses. Houses were all built of wood, so tung oil was naturally a hard currency purchased by major caravans all year round.

Local artisans also made various carved toys and lacquerware.

Besides this, the mountain forests near Tongcheng also produced various medicinal materials. Deer antler and ginseng were common, and in this season, many wild mushrooms would grow; after being dried, they had a unique flavor, and who wouldn't bring a share when they left? Not to mention that there were precious maca here. The Shi Gate caravan had reliable sellers with long-term cooperation in Tongcheng; now they placed orders and would pick up the goods on the return trip, which could be sold for three times the price back in Fu Kingdom.

He Lingchuan had eaten mushroom soup for several days, adding a bit of local quail or ham, and had to admit that it was truly thick and delicious; different mushrooms and different soup bases had completely different flavors.

The second master Shi was relatively unlucky; eating with He Lingchuan, he was fine, but he was slightly poisoned, his head spinning and seeing little people running all over the ground.

Fortunately, the local doctor had experience, prescribed medicine to detoxify, and he was fine.

This day happened to be the first day of the lunar month, the moon was hidden and the wind was high; if you went out of the courtyard without a lamp, you couldn't see beyond a zhang, and you could only hear the cricket chorus in the brick cracks.

A gust of wind blew, and the big tree next to the inn swayed.

Just when the sound was loudest, a black shadow suddenly flipped down from the roof and scraped open the wooden window of He Lingchuan's guest room!

This was just like the wind pushing open the wooden window, and ordinary guests would go over to close it.

But there was no one in the room, letting the wooden window creak at will.

The black shadow waited for a few breaths and jumped into the room from the window, his movements quite agile.

However, this man in black walked around the room, especially swaying in front of the bed, before confirming that there was no one in the room, only that the bedding on the bed was arranged in a shape that looked like someone sleeping in the dim light.

Seeing this, he knew it was bad and rushed toward the windowsill in one stride, intending to go out the way he came.

Who knew he suddenly couldn't move.

A talisman had been set up on this piece of ground in front of the bed—the 'Sinking Earth' technique. Anyone walking over carelessly would be fine for the first two steps, but the last two steps would sink into the mud, unable to lift their feet.

It just so happened that He Lingchuan only lived in a large room, and this person was far from the bed and the table, unable to reach them even with a weapon.

He had just wanted to throw a grappling hook to the beam when there was a sudden short scream.

(End of chapter)