Starting as a spiritual plant master, may I eventually become the master of all lands.

At the foot of a towering mountain, a man and a woman walked towards it.

This mountain was the first peak Song Chuan passed when he entered the Kongsang Mountains, known as Giant Tree Mountain.

Looking at the mountain again, he felt as if he had been transported to another world.

Although only a month has passed, so much has happened in this month, and I have seen so many people and things.

If a Qi Refining cultivator participates in the Kongsang Adventure and survives, even without any tangible gains, it will greatly enhance their mental state and experience!

Such a bizarre and fantastical place is something that ordinary Qi Refining cultivators would never come into contact with in their entire lives. Even if they accidentally stumbled upon it, they would not be able to stay here for a full month.

Moreover, this is the first time in over a hundred years, and both its scale and duration far exceed those of previous excursions to Kongsang.

The secret realms that some Qi Refining cultivators from the Qi Kingdom have entered are far inferior to the wonders of Kongsang.

"Fellow Daoist Song, we're about to leave. Where should we put the Wind Fox Beast?" Chi Ying Shu asked curiously when she saw that Song Chuan hadn't released the Wind Fox Beast yet.

"Look ahead," Song Chuan pointed.

There stood a tall spiritual plant, its leaves like palm-leaf fans.

"Huh? Wind-Shaking Grass? I want this." Red Poppy said excitedly upon seeing it.

"This isn't anything rare," Song Chuan shook his head.

"You've seen a lot here, haven't you? They sell it outside too, but it's in high demand. Our two countries have a neighboring country, the Kingdom of Jing, which is almost a barren wasteland. Wind-blown grass sells for a fortune there!"

"Has the Kingdom of Jing become a barren land?" Song Chuan asked in confusion. His silk net contained a type of cold mud, a specialty of the Kingdom of Jing.

Although this country is not as good as Qi, it should still have some resources.

"It's almost been ruined, but it's none of your business. I'll go pick a couple; Nüba loves the Wind-Shaking Grass."

Having said that, Chi Ying Shu took light steps and came to the Wind-Swaying Grass, the bells on her ankles ringing incessantly.

The strange moths and blue-tongued lizards had long since disappeared. The wind-swaying grass emitted gentle breezes, blowing against the woman's hair and dress. She closed her eyes and turned around, seemingly finding the place very comfortable.

Song Chuan walked over, patted the spirit beast pouch, and the Wind Fox jumped out.

"Hee!" It perched on Song Chuan's shoulder, its two long eyebrows swaying slightly like ribbons, drooping all the way to Song Chuan's feet.

Glancing at him, Song Chuan gestured towards the swaying grass with his lip:

"Just hide down there and don't run around. Once we're all gone, someone will come looking for you."

He didn't know how much the beast could understand, but he guessed it should be able to roughly grasp his meaning.

Sure enough, the wind fox's eyes darted around, and with a flick of its legs, it vanished. Looking again, it was already lying in a secluded spot under the swaying grass, watching Song Chuan.

"This wind-based divine power is amazing!" Song Chuan gave it a thumbs up.

"laugh!"

After picking the Wind-Shaking Grass, Chi Ying Shu waved to Feng Li and walked out side by side with Song Chuan.

Ahead was a thick fog, which could make people lose their sense of direction.

Song Chuan's heart stirred. If this woman could still appear with him after they left, it meant that she must have planted some kind of mark on him.

He walked into the thick fog with Chi Ying Shu without making a sound. When they emerged from the fog, he turned his head and found that the woman was still by his side!

Damn it!

"What's wrong?" Chi Ying Shu asked, puzzled, as he stared at her.

"That dense fog just now had the power to cause people to lose their way, Fellow Daoist Chi, were you aware of that?"

"Oh? That might be true for you humans, but I don't think so!"

Chi Ying Shu blinked, a hint of speculation on her face.

Song Chuan's face darkened, and he turned and walked out.

"Keep the demon's breath, I won't let anyone else have it," Chi Ying Shu thought to herself with a slight upturn of her lips.

The huge space where they had gathered was now filled with a number of people scattered around.

Some elders from small and medium-sized sects and families are still craning their necks to look into the mountains.

After the rogue cultivators emerged, they vanished without a trace.

The cultivators from Teng Hua Valley were all around Duanmu Jingyi and the two deacons, numbering about fifty or sixty in total.

Song Chuan and Chi Ying Shu also came over. When the crowd saw the two, some pointed and whispered, some ignored them, and others looked at Chi Ying Shu with great confusion.

Previously, when they gathered in the sect's main hall, it was difficult to distinguish one of the two hundred people. Now, many people suddenly realized that no one had ever seen this Red Poppy before, and they wondered where this stunningly beautiful female cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining had come from in the sect.

Duanmu Jingyi glanced at Song Chuan and Chi Ying Shu, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes, followed by a strange look, but she quickly returned to normal.

When Deacon Wang and Sun Da saw Song Chuan, their expressions differed.

"Junior Brother Song, you're out." A pretty female cultivator stepped forward and smiled at Song Chuan.

"Senior Sister Qiu, I didn't expect you to be here so early." Song Chuan said in surprise.

"I arrived half an hour earlier than you. Regarding the Jiazi Chan matter, thank you very much, Junior Brother. Not only did most of us disciples of Teng Hua Valley avoid this calamity, but we also gained a lot. I have already reported this matter to Elder Duanmu, and I believe Junior Brother will definitely receive a reward," Qiu Yingsi said.

"Oh? I just happened to run into Senior Sister Qiu and that's how I told her about this. I didn't know there was a reward for this kind of thing, hehe." Song Chuan was overjoyed.

"There were two thousand people in this Kongsang adventure, and hundreds of cultivators probably died at the hands of Jiazi Chan. This is no ordinary achievement for you," Qiu Yingsi sighed.

"I wonder how many more people the sect can send out," Song Chuan said softly, looking at the thick fog to the east.

"I hope all my junior brothers and sisters can come out." Qiu Yingsi's tone was somewhat low.

The two fell silent for a moment. Chi Ying Shu stood beside Song Chuan, her beautiful eyes blinking slightly, lost in thought.

An hour later, the fog on the outskirts of the Kongsang Mountains suddenly began to churn, a sign that the adventure in Kongsang was over.

Aside from a few cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining who can break through this dense fog, ordinary Qi Refining cultivators probably won't be able to get out.

Meanwhile, on the Vine Flower Valley side, there were about a hundred disciples standing there, with about ninety of them not coming out.

Looking at other sects, the Four Pillars Sect only has more than thirty people, but a large number of its spots have been traded to outsiders. Only they themselves know how many disciples they have sent out and how many have died inside.

The Changshao School and Xuanhu Hall each had around 70 or 80 people, while the Beast Taming Sect and Guohai Tower each had around 50 or 60 people.

In comparison, the Vine Flower Valley is actually the sect with the most survivors from this adventure in Kongsang!

The elders from different factions had different expressions, but they were all greatly surprised by the Valley of Vine Flowers, and some even seemed quite annoyed.

Duanmu Jingyi smiled slightly, a floral ornament blooming on his forehead: "Returning to the clan!"

She tossed her hand, and the Flower Leaf Treasure Ship appeared. The cultivators of Vine Flower Valley were preparing to board the ship when they heard a voice say, "Wait!"

It was clearly being addressed to the Vine Flower Valley. Immediately afterward, a white shadow flashed, and the third-tier demon beast, only half a person's height with unusually long eyebrows, stood beside the treasure ship.

The Qi Refining cultivators were all on high alert, looking terrified. Duanmu Jingyi looked at the demon, his brows furrowing slightly.