Chapter 117: Harvest After the Calamity

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  Xiao Ba clung tightly to the vines, as if grasping a lifeline, panting with his tongue out, looking utterly disheveled. This battle was the most arduous one since its birth.

  Mu Lingwei's wrist shook slightly as she put away the Wanling Whip.

  As the physical body of Chi Yan Wang was reduced to ashes, the storage ring on his finger could not withstand the impact and suddenly burst open, dropping some elixirs and a manual of skills.

  "Three Yang Blazing Fist?"

  Chen Mo was excited and shouted, it's really true that great difficulties will not kill you, there must be good fortune afterwards. The storage ring exploded, of course, it's heart-wrenching. But this Xuan Yuan Gong Fa is actually a high-level spiritual skill!

  In that Yu Liang Pavilion, there were treasures worth tens of millions of gold coins.

  It's all worth it for this one book of mysteries.

  After picking up the Gong Fa, he directly put it in his arms, and the scattered Dan medicine was eaten by Xiao Ba with relish. After all, this glutton, this time also quite hard. Generously gave it to him, provoking Xiao Ba to be overjoyed, rolling around on the ground.

  Chen Mo turned back with a joyful smile, only to see that the radiant angel behind him had transformed into a void and disappeared in an instant.

  "Ah?" Chen Mo silently cried out in his heart, and with a sudden blackout, he fainted and fell to the ground.

  "Silent, silent?"

  The wooden Ling Wei, who had just relaxed, suddenly lost her composure and hurriedly helped Chen Mo up, her beautiful face full of worry.

  Muling Wei immediately sat down, busily urging the movement of the Xuanqi inside her body. The most effective healing effect of the wood-type Xuanqi, emitting a dense green glow, flowed through her slender fingers like a warm spring rain, nourishing Chen Mo's injured bones and meridians.

  With worry and anxiety, the spiritual energy of Wanling Xuan poured into Chen Mo's body in waves.

  In the blink of an eye, after Mu Lingwei's emergency treatment, Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes. In his dazed and confused state, Mu Lingwei seemed like a holy angel, pure and untainted by worldly desires.

  "Master."

  Chen Mo opened his pale mouth and weakly shouted.

  When Chen Mo woke up, he felt that his consciousness was a mess, unclear and confused, and the special divine sense ability was gone.

  Chen Mo's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his eyes closed, as he carefully sensed the tender shoots in his mind. The sweat on his forehead was like a broken string of pearls, dripping onto the gravel and shattering into dust.

  In the sea of consciousness, chaos reigns supreme.

  Anxious as if on fire.

  "Chen Mo, what's wrong?" Chen Mo had already regained consciousness, but looked more anxious than ever. Mulan's beautiful eyes were filled with concern and worry was written all over her face.

  Can't feel the existence of small tender branches in the sea of consciousness. Chen Mo quickly urged the great bright mysterious energy to nourish the chaotic sea of consciousness.

  He sat cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, and as he exhaled smoothly, Chen Mo's soul once again slipped out of its shell and immersed itself in the sea of consciousness.

  It's as if it were pitch black, and you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hand.

  Chen Mo bent down. Upon closer inspection, the tender shoots that had previously emitted a faint green glow were now withered and on the verge of death.

  "Ah~"

  A stifled cry escaped. Chen Mo was startled, breaking out in a cold sweat as if he had just crawled out of the river, heavily gasping for a mouthful of cool air, and making every effort to remain calm.

  If Xiaonan dies, then the consequences...

  Chen Mo didn't dare imagine it, after all, it was his own **.

  He didn't have time to think much and swallowed all the elixirs that had burst out of Chi Yan Wang's fingers and scattered on the ground in one breath.

  Xiao Ba stared blankly at his master, the dan medicine still in his mouth not yet swallowed, and his eyes blinked repeatedly as he glared at his own master. Weren't they supposed to be rewarded?

  What does the terrified Chen Mo care about these? After swallowing them like a date, he hurriedly closed his eyes and sat down, relying on the power of the medicine and the Great Bright Primordial Qi to treat the critically endangered little tender branch.

  As the medicinal power dispersed throughout his body, Chen Mo hastily urged the circulation of the Great Brightness Xuan Qi, transferring all the medicinal power to the Sea of Consciousness.

  The small tender branch was almost withered, and under the nourishment of medicine, the drooping leaves did not have a single reaction.

  Chen Mo clenched his steel teeth tightly, the muscles on his face twitching, and under the sudden attack of rage, his body seemed to be burning with a fierce flame, scorching hot beyond compare.

  The radiant angel who just emerged from that golden light, is it Xiao Nianzhi's final contribution?

  If so, using a small tender branch as a sacrifice, this price seems too high.

  Seeing Chen Mo so anxious, Mù Líng Wēi Lián paced back and forth, her lovely face filled with worry and unease.

  As the master, he was filled with curiosity towards this disciple. Just now, the angelic illusion that suddenly appeared on his body had a function that was too powerful, not only could it heal wounds in time, but also entangle with the Great Demon King.

  This apprentice has too many secrets, and since entering the valley, he has brought himself too many surprises and miracles.

  Although we haven't spent much time together, it feels like we're close relatives. When I see him anxious, I naturally feel anxious for him too.

  "Green leaves, green leaves." Seeing the withered small tender branches already wilted, among which a green leaf had also dried up, Chen Mo began to bitterly plead in his heart: "You absolutely cannot come to any harm!"

  Thanks to Xiao Nianzhi's powerful treatment, Chen Mo was able to survive until now and has been growing stronger. If Xiao Nianzhi were to wither away now, the road ahead would be destined to be even more bumpy.

  "Chen Mo, is something troubling you?" Seeing Chen Mo's tightly closed eyes and the pain etched on his face, Muling Wei's eyebrows furrowed in concern as she asked gently, "You can tell me, Master might be able to help."

  Chen Mo squeezed all the Great Brightness Xuan Qi and medicinal power in his body into the Sea of Consciousness, and the withered small tender branch swayed weakly.

  Under Chen Mo's persistent efforts, the withered and weak little branch finally had a slight change, beginning to absorb the threads of ability gathered in the sea of consciousness...

  Feeling the tender shoots begin to "eat", Chen Mo's tense and anxious heart finally relaxed slightly, slowly releasing the Xuan Qi and medicinal power into a gentle stream that continuously merged into the Sea of Consciousness.

  Feeling the strong medicinal power and abundant spiritual energy 'nourishing' it, the tender shoots began to grow greedily, opening its mouth wide like a lion, and absorbing all the medicinal power and spiritual energy in one go.

  "Ah?" Chen Mo's sorrow turned to shock, and in an instant, the Xuan Qi and medicinal power in his body were exhausted. However, the small delicate branch still hung its head, weak and feeble.

  Chen Mo couldn't help but take a cold breath, which reminded him of those three years. The seed in his sea of consciousness had been constantly devouring every thread of his cultivated Xuan Qi, but at that time its appetite was far from being so huge. Now, the great bright Xuan Qi of the fifth rank of Ling Shi, was instantly absorbed by it, and those few third and fourth grade Ling Dan, were all swallowed up after which he was still on the verge of death.

  This appetite is too big, isn't it?

  Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes, looked at Mu Lingwei, and said with a hint of embarrassment:

  "Master, I've been poisoned by a very potent and sinister toxin, so...". Chen Mo's voice trailed off as he looked down in embarrassment: "I need Master to help me input the Xuan Qi."

  Lying isn't Chen Mo's strong suit, but for Xiao Nianzhi, he'll put on a bold face.

  Chen Mo glanced at Xiao Ba's stupid expression and then smiled awkwardly at Mu Lingwei.

  Muling Wei saw Chen Mo's embarrassed appearance and smiled with her lips. Her delicate face was like a flower, and in the twinkling of an eye, she gestured for Chen Mo to sit down.

  When Mulan placed her slender jade hands on Chen Mo's bare chest, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart, and she blushed bright red, stealing a glance at Chen Mo, whose resolute face was closed-eyed, before secretly calming down.

  It's indeed worthy of being an innate 8th rank, the Xuan Qi is pure and majestic, Chen Mo felt that it was comparable to Mu Lingwei. It was like the difference between fireflies and a bright moon.

  Feeling the aura of a strong person, Chen Mo thought that he must become stronger, and only the strong can stand firm in this world.

  The abundant and vibrant primordial energy poured into the body, and the stagnant energy hastily converged into every strand of the omnipresent primordial energy, all squeezed into the sea of consciousness to be devoured by the tender shoots.

  Mulingwei furrowed her brow, a hint of puzzlement on her face, as she sensed the Wàn Líng Xuān Qì within Chen Mo's body, only to find that it was like a leaking balloon, never increasing in amount.

  She puckered up her small mouth and increased the output of the Grand Spirit Qi of the Wooden Spirit Weed.

  Xiao Ba watched the two of them tenderly treating each other's wounds, a man and a woman so intimate, holding back tears. The eldest really had good fortune, having just left behind a ghostly lotus, only to return with a goddess-like master.

  As the surging influx of Muling Wanling's Xuanqi, Chen Mo's consciousness sea had a small tender branch that gradually came in color, and the drooping small leaves also gradually became fresh green.

  After Mu Lingwei's last bit of spiritual energy was exhausted, her physical strength began to wane. Her delicate face was covered in sweat, and she let out a heavy sigh before leaning weakly against the nearby rock.

  "Master, are you alright?" Looking at Mulingwei's pale face, a wave of guilt surged up in Chen Mo's heart.

  Under Mu Lingwei's unrestrained Xuan Qi treatment, the small tender branch in Chen Mo's sea of consciousness finally gained vitality. However, one of the three leaves had already withered and died. No matter how much Xuan Qi was used to nourish it, this withering of life could not be reversed.

  The third leaf that was cultivated with great effort and care had withered away, Chen Mo was so sad he could hardly hold back his tears.

  Although it's a pity, having saved the small tender branch is also the greatest comfort. If the small tender branch withered and died, then there would truly be no cure.

  Looking back, Chen Mo still had a lingering fear in his heart. He didn't know why an illusory angel appeared or why the small Nen branch withered instantly. If these two things were connected, then he really wouldn't dare to use that angel again.

  "Ah, Chen Mo, I'm fine." Zhang Kai's pale red lips opened weakly as she spoke, knowing that Chen Mo had some earth-shattering secrets on him. She just pretended not to know.

  "Thank you, Master. I, Chen Mo, will never forget your kindness until the day I die."

  Although I don't know why Chen Mo said that, seeing the perseverance and loyalty on his face, he wiped the sweat from his brow and nodded in relief, weakly saying: "I am your master, everything is what should be done, seeing you're fine, your master can rest assured."

  "Ah, Master, this is a spiritual herb I picked up earlier. Would you take a look and see if it's usable?" Chen Mo took out the demonic flower.

  "Huh? This, this is the Blood Calamity Flower, at least a thousand years old, considered a sixth-grade spiritual medicine. It's too precious, Master can't have it." Mu Lingwei said weakly.

  "Master, all of your disciples' lives were saved by you. This small six-grade spiritual medicine is just a token of our filial piety to you."

  After hesitating for a while, Chen Mo kicked the drooling Xiaobao and handed it directly to Mulanwei.

  After a brief rest to catch their breath, the two of them walked out of the cave together, with Xiao Ba, who was as big as a house, following closely behind and carrying ninety-seven boys and girls on its back.

  Looking back at the underground city that was shocking and thrilling earlier, it's a mess, like a scene from hell. Now thinking about it, I still have some lingering fear. The catastrophe of the dead city is like a nightmare, going through many nightmares has also made me grow a lot.

  In the gradually disappearing figures of the two people, the demonic energy slowly dissipated, and the sky faintly revealed a light blue clarity. The Dead City, all the demonic energy, had completely disappeared.

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