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

"What advice do you have for me, Fellow Daoist Li?" Duanmu Jingyi asked calmly.

The wind fox raised an eyebrow and twitched its nose. "Fellow Daoist Duanmu, I'd like to speak with this disciple alone. You don't mind, do you?"

After saying that, he pointed at Song Chuan, who was sandwiched in the crowd, and everyone immediately turned to look at him.

Song Chuan gave an awkward yet composed smile as he looked at Duanmu Jingyi.

Duanmu Jingyi glanced at Song Chuan and said coldly:

"The alliance of the mountains still stands. No matter what he did inside, now that he's out, we can't pursue the matter. If Fellow Daoist Li just wants to talk to him about something, I don't mind."

But if someone tries to bully the weak or do anything detrimental to them, I will not stand idly by. We in Vine Flower Valley do not wish to be your enemies; we have always been on friendly terms. You should understand that.”

"Hehe! Fellow Daoist Duanmu, you're exaggerating. I just wanted to ask this junior about some private matters. What could I possibly do to him in front of so many people?" Feng Li waved her hand and said.

"Song Chuan, go and talk to this Senior Li. Don't worry, the Wind Fox Clan has no enmity with us. I'll wait for you to return here."

Song Chuan bowed and silently walked up to Feng Li.

"Come with me, no need to be nervous." Feng Li stretched out her long eyebrows, grabbed Song Chuan, and the two disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Could it be because of that little raccoon dog?

Duanmu Jingyi thought to himself, "Song Chuan is doing things for me and Ku Zhuo, and he still has time to cause trouble for me? If you really catch that little wind fox and he finds out, it will be a bit embarrassing for me."

"Why did that third-tier demonic beast take Song Chuan away?"

"Could it be that Little Wind Fox was captured by Song Chuan?"

"How could that be! I've seen the little wind fox before. Our team was even thinking of trying to catch it, but we only caught a whiff of its scent and then it vanished."

"Why couldn't it be Song Chuan who saved the little fox?"

"Want some peaches? That thing is at the peak of the late stage of the first tier. Song Chuan is only at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Does he need to save him?"

The cultivators of Vine Flower Valley began to whisper among themselves.

Only Chi Ying Shu knew what was going on, and her face showed no change in expression. She thought for a moment, then walked straight towards Duanmu Jingyi.

When Duanmu Jingyi saw the woman approaching, a smile appeared on his face. He gently raised his hand, and a soundproof barrier appeared between the two of them.

Chi Ying Shu said something to her, and Duanmu Jingyi nodded slightly, her smile growing wider.

……

At Giant Tree Mountain, Song Chuan returned to this place, followed by the third-tier old Wind Fox.

"Senior, this is the patch of wind-swaying grass. I told it not to wander off."

"Got it, I can smell it. Damn it, this time we'll catch it and make sure it never wanders off again!"

Old Fengli swayed and returned to Song Chuan's side, carrying something in his hand.

It was Little Wind Fox, held by the back of its neck, its long eyebrows fluttering wildly, baring its teeth and brandishing its claws.

It would occasionally glance at Song Chuan and make "hee hee!" sounds.

"Hehe!" Song Chuan looked at it, utterly speechless.

It turned out that the old wind fox had smelled the scent of the little wind fox on Song Chuan. It was one thing for others who had come into contact with the little wind fox, but the scent of the little wind fox on Song Chuan was extremely strong, obviously because they had spent a lot of time together.

Old Wind Fox initially misunderstood Song Chuan, thinking that Song Chuan had captured Little Wind Fox. However, after Song Chuan explained, the demon hoped that Song Chuan would bring him over, also to see if what Song Chuan said was true.

Song Chuan felt a little uneasy. Had the little wind fox run away again? He hadn't expected it to be so well-behaved this time.

The old wind fox stretched out an eyebrow, wrapped it around the little wind fox, and placed it on its shoulder.

He looked at Song Chuan and said, "Song Chuan, right? I just saw that it showed signs of being affected by supernatural powers, but it was neutralized. You must have been the one who neutralized it."

"It was a petrification ability, but I happened to have a way to counter it, so I dealt with it easily. It's nothing to brag about," Song Chuan said.

"You're not bad, kid. Vine Flower Valley is nice, and not all humans are so hateful. Here, take this as a token of my gratitude." The old fox flipped his wrist and pulled out a strange magical artifact from who-knows-where.

It is shaped like a shuttle, with a faint blue light appearing and disappearing on it.

"The Azure Mist Shuttle is a top-tier flying magic artifact, usable up to the Foundation Establishment stage. However, with your Qi Refining level only at eight, you should prevent this item from being discovered by your human Foundation Establishment cultivators for now, hehe!"

Song Chuan's face lit up with joy. He tried to hold it in, but no matter what he did, he couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from turning up.

He declined, saying, "Senior is too kind. I only did it unintentionally. I can't accept this." But his eyes were fixed on the Azure Shuttle, never leaving it.

Old Fengli glanced at him, a smile playing on his lips, and tossed it to him:

"It's just a magical artifact. Giving you something better would be detrimental to you!"

Also, although I've met Duanmu Jingyi a few times, I don't know what kind of person she is.

If she asks about it later, give her this third-tier spiritual plant as a token of my gratitude to Vine Flower Valley.

After saying that, Old Fengli took out another wooden box, opened it, and showed it to Song Chuan.

Song Chuan didn't recognize the spiritual plants inside, but even the worst third-tier spiritual plants would certainly be quite valuable.

"this……"

Song Chuan was surprised that the old fox was so thoughtful, thanking him and also including Teng Hua Valley in the thank you list.

Then there will be far less gossip in the sect about me rescuing the Wind Fox Beast!

"Take it. This place isn't far from your camp. I'll clear a gap in the fog so you can go straight out. I won't escort you back."

Song Chuan accepted the wooden box, bowed to the old fox, and solemnly said, "Thank you, senior."

Old Fengli waved his hand, and Song Chuan turned and left.

Using his lightness technique along the way, he felt completely refreshed, both physically and mentally. Whether others could judge the wonders of Kongsang or not, he himself had truly reaped great rewards!

I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to see the Wind Fox clan again in this lifetime. Thinking of how cute that little Wind Fox was, I feel a little regretful.

He shook his head, hummed a little tune, and emerged from the thick fog.

Upon arriving at the Vine Flower Valley encampment, everyone saw him return, but the third-tier Wind Fox was nowhere to be seen, and their expressions varied.

"Alright, everyone, get on the ship!" Deacon Wang glanced at Song Chuan and waved his hand.

The group then boarded the treasure ship, where Duanmu Jingyi was clearly already waiting.

The treasure ship flashed with light and disappeared into the sky.

Song Chuan glanced back at the Kongsang Mountains, shrouded in thick fog, making them indistinct. But he knew that every day, countless battles for survival were taking place here, no different from those fought by humans.

I wonder what lies beyond those sixty mountains.

Amidst the turmoil in his heart, he saw Deacon Wang suddenly walking towards him, and Song Chuan quickly composed himself, saying, "Greetings, Deacon Wang."

Deacon Wang smiled and looked him over a few times before saying, "Elder Duanmu orders you to come over."

Song Chuan had thought that Duanmu Jingyi would only summon him upon returning to the sect, but he hadn't expected it to be so soon. He followed Steward Wang to a cabin, and Steward Wang turned and left.

Song Chuan took a breath and stood outside the door, saying, "Junior Song Chuan greets Elder Duanmu."

"Come in!" a deep, magnetic voice rang out.