From any point of view, Zuo Mo isn't a slow-witted person, of course, perhaps Pu Yao has reservations about this.

  A series of changes in the door allowed Zuo Mo to catch a whiff of an unusual scent. His master's face was stern as he told him to work hard and not be lazy, saying that the jade slips in the door, including those from Xuan Fang Institute, could all be read without needing to spend any contribution points.

  The benefits he had been dreaming of were right in front of him, but he wasn't happy at all.

  As soon as the sect leader returned, he announced these measures, something must have happened or is about to happen. The deepest feeling in his two years of experience was that the key to success lies in the crystal stone! No matter which sect or group, the key will not be passed down for free. In the past, our sect's key required a contribution point, this is normal, and the contribution point is actually the crystal stone. Now the sect leader suddenly says that the key does not require a contribution point, it's quite puzzling.

  Something's gone wrong!

  Zuo Mo immediately asked if he should still go to Xin Yan Shibo's place to cultivate his body. The master's answer once again confirmed his speculation, no need to go, Xin Yan Shibo was going to close the door and cultivate equipment. Then the master told him that she would be closing the door to cultivate dan, had no time to teach him, and asked him to study hard on his own.

  The master's conversation with him this time lasted for two hours, including how to study on his own, and it seemed that he wanted to make everything clear.

  The uneasy feeling in Zuo Mo's heart grew heavier.

  Finally, the master hesitated for a moment and instructed him to spend more time practicing his sword skills, even if it meant slowing down his alchemy practice. If at this point, Zuo Mo still didn't realize there was a problem, then he truly was an idiot. The master waved his hand for him to leave, and as he stepped out of the dan room, Zuo Mo clearly heard the master's faint sigh.

  Luo Mo returned to the West Wind Courtyard with a bad mood, as if something was stuck in his heart.

  That day, he didn't cultivate.

  At night, lying on the rooftop, propping himself up with his arm, he stared at the stars in the sky, lost in thought. The radio beside him was playing various news programs weakly.

  "What's wrong?" The potted demon had somehow managed to squeeze out.

  "I feel like something is going to happen." Zuo Mo said as he gazed at the stars.

  "Anything happen?"

  "Hmm. Two years ago, I opened my eyes and thought about surviving in the door. At that time, there were no thoughts or ideas about what would happen later. I got used to staying here, got used to this mountain. Later, Master treated me well too, although she had a bad temper. And Wei Sheng Shixiong, Lao Heitou, Li Yingfeng Shijie, Xiao Guo..."

  "Even if something happens, you can't do anything about it." The Pú Yāo said nonchalantly.

  "I know." Zuo Mo's eyes dimmed slightly: "My strength is so weak, if something really happens, I won't be of any help either."

  "Isn't that just it?" asked Pu Ye strangely.

  "But I don't want to..." Zuo Mo murmured softly, gazing up at the distant and profound starry sky.

  Pu You fell silent, as if he had thought of something.

  The next morning, Zuo Mo rushed to the rented spiritual garden and tidied up. Just as he was about to leave, someone came looking for him.

  "Could you be Mr. Ling Zuo, the husband of Madam Fu?" The newcomer asked politely, with a sharp expression.

  Zuo Mo was somewhat surprised: "It's me."

  "I've long heard of your great reputation." The visitor's face showed a few shades of joy, but still maintained a strong restraint: "I am He Gong, running a small shop. I heard that Mr. Zuo has planted many red flowers and I came to ask if you would be willing to sell them."

  Zuo Mo nodded: "I've planted quite a few Red Flame Flowers, but they still have some time before they mature."

  He Rong smiled and said: "I was thinking of making a reservation first."

  "Oh. How do I reserve it?" Zuo Mo hadn't expected that the current market would be so hot, and his own Red Flame Flower hadn't even matured yet, but someone had already come to him to make a reservation. However, he had planted this batch of Red Flame Flowers specifically for sale, so having someone come to him was naturally better.

  "He doesn't know how many Mr. Zuo planted," asked He Rong.

  "Eighty mu."

  He Rong thought for a moment before saying: "Currently, the market price of one product of Red Flower is about two to three pieces of Crystal Stone. Mr. Zuo, how much do you think we can harvest?"

  "About twenty kilograms." Mo gave a conservative number.

  "It's indeed worthy of being a spiritual plant, the yield is truly astonishing." He Yong praised and continued: "I'm willing to pay sixty Three-Product Crystal Stones as a deposit first. If the market price afterwards is lower than two Three-Product Crystal Stones per liang, I'll purchase it at this price and make up for the remaining payment. If it's higher than this price, then we'll go by the market price. What does Mr. Zuo think?"

  The price was already quite good, Luo Mo hesitated for a moment before nodding: "Okay."

  He suddenly asked: "What is the price of second-grade red flowers?" In his spiritual field, some second-grade red flowers would be produced, but not too many.

  "Fifty Three-Product Crystal Stones, one or two." He Rong was slightly surprised, but thinking that the other party was a Ling Plant Husband, he immediately added: "If there are Second-Rank Crimson Red Flowers, no matter how many, I am willing to collect them all."

  "Uh-huh."

  Zuo Mo immediately inquired about the market prices of various medicinal materials, and Hei Yun was clearly experienced, able to recite almost all the prices without hesitation. Afterwards, the two parties drafted an agreement and exchanged tokens. These tokens were essentially a record of their spiritual imprints left on a blank jade slip. With this, it became much more convenient for the two to get in touch with each other. Having these tokens, Zuo Mo could easily find Hei Yun, and they could communicate with ease.

  Zuo Mo had no way of flying swords and transmitting books, he could only use paper cranes.

  In the past, except for that woman with the pink paper crane, Zuo Mo basically never used paper cranes. Paper cranes were something you had to spend money on, and in his situation at the time, he couldn't afford it.

  Sixty Three-Tiered Crystal Stones were no less than a small fortune for Zuo Mo.

  Or he should go buy a suit of spiritual armor himself. The spiritual armor on his body was still the second-rate spiritual armor given by Yan Leishi, and it was simply incompatible with the extremely precious third-rate magical artifacts like the Dripping Water Sword. But he just thought about it, sixty third-rate crystal stones would naturally be enough to buy a suit of third-rate spiritual armor. However, he could only buy those ordinary third-rate spiritual armors, and the extremely precious ones would not be limited to this amount.

  After some thought, he decided not to use these crystal stones for the time being. He still remembered that Pu Yao, a big consumer of crystal stones, was still inside his body.

  As expected, as soon as they returned to the Xifeng courtyard, Pei Zhuo appeared.

  "These crystals are mine. Speak up, what do you want to exchange?" The Pao demon's tone was extremely arrogant, but he also reminded Zuo Mo, "However, with this amount of crystals, you won't be able to exchange for anything good."

  "What can be exchanged?" Zuo Mo also wasn't stupid and asked a probing question.

  Although Pu Yao's IQ has decreased now, he has a bad record of strong buying and selling in the past.

  "Hmm, can't see through you, it seems you've learned your lesson." Pu Yao sized up Zuo Mo several times, then suddenly smiled slyly: "But this is also good, a fair deal. These sixty third-grade crystal stones are only enough for you to learn a small trick using spiritual awareness. How about it? Or you can pay in advance for part of it, learn a bit, then pay in advance again and learn some more."

  "It's better to pay once and for all." Zuo Mo knew the nature of Pu Yao very well. If they were to negotiate bit by bit, they would be waiting for him to raise his price. By then, being stuck in between would make them vomit blood.

  "Haha, whatever you want. How's that? This little trick, can you learn it?" The Pú Yāo sneered repeatedly, and its blood-red pupils seemed to see prey, making Zuǒ Mò feel a chill run down his spine.

  Zuo Mo gritted his teeth: "Learn!"

  He has been persisting in cultivating "Fetal Breath Cultivation", his spiritual awareness far surpasses that of ordinary people, but he never knew how to use it. Now the only purpose of his spiritual awareness is to explore the spiritual elixir when refining the elixir.

  "Haha!" Pu Yao laughed contentedly, a series of crystal stones colliding with each other, the sound making Zuo Mo's head ache unbearably.

  Sixty Three-Attribute Crystal Stones!

  "Here, take it." The Pú Yāo threw a light ball to Zuǒ Mò and dropped a sentence: "The goods have been paid for!" Then disappeared.

  Zuo Mo took over the light ball and as soon as it touched his hand, it transformed into countless characters floating in his mind.

  "Recognizing Fragrance", uses spiritual awareness, can remember any woman's characteristics, never forgetting. Moreover, as long as the other party is within 500 miles of oneself, one can determine their location and find them. Cultivated to a very deep level, even if the other party is thousands of miles away, one can still easily find them. Furthermore, this technique can also distinguish between good and bad spiritual roots on a woman's body. Finally, Zuo Mo saw an evaluation: This technique is worthy of being called a must-learn for every lustful cultivator who practices dual cultivation!

  So angry I want to vomit blood!

  "Bamboo demon! I'm going all out against you! Return my crystal..."

  A heart-wrenching howl echoed through the small courtyard in the west wind!

  In the sea of knowledge, Pu Yao sat on a tombstone, extremely pleased and sinisterly said: "Haha... Who still talks about formation techniques? Hmph, from now on, whoever discusses formation techniques with me, I'll discuss women with them! Wahahaha..."

  Pu Yao had been nursing a grudge against Zuo Mo's previous answer and this counterattack made him feel greatly relieved!

  For several days, Zuo Mo had yet to recover from this painful blow. Sixty-three crystal stones of the third grade, exchanged for such a useless spell, Zuo Mo was so angry he wished he could chop up Pu Yao and feed him to the dogs!

  The devastated Zuo Mo decided to use the Golden Crow Pill to make up for this loss.

  But sixty Three Product Crystals! That's three hundred Gold Wu Pills! Last time he refined several hundred Gold Wu Pills, he almost died from exhaustion.

  With unparalleled grief and motivation, Zuo Mo rushed straight to the Xuanfang Institute, planning to start frantically refining the Golden Crow Pill. However, soon after, he heard some unfortunate news. Xu Qing told him that several of the materials for the Buried Heaven Pill had been used up.

  He hastily ran to ask Li Yingfeng, and the news he got was even more shocking.

  One of the ingredients is actually out of stock in the market!

  According to Shījiě's speculation, someone must have maliciously bought up and hoarded the goods. This material is used in many kinds of spiritual pills, so having one's most important source of wealth cut off was like being hit with a sudden blow!

  His hatred for Pu Yao soared accordingly! Sixty three-product crystal stones, and he only bought this useless spell, especially when he was not wealthy at the time!

  What can be tolerated, what cannot be tolerated!

  Zuo Mo went to find Pu Yao with a murderous aura.