After the mind-reading cripple junior sister, the entire sect rose to prominence.

Chapter 315 Counterattack
Moreover, Mo Jiuwei already has a pile of spiritual herbs; she might even get two or four more piles!
It had only eaten a dozen or so plants, and it already felt its spiritual energy saturating. If it could eat a few more piles, its cultivation level would definitely increase dramatically!
Not only cultivators covet strength, but so do demonic beasts.

Snowhorn Flying Steed has been stuck in the third tier for years. Several times it felt like it could break through, but it seemed to be restricted by something and could never go any further.

Perhaps these medicinal herbs will be its turning point!

Under such temptation, it would do anything except kill, let alone form a pact.

After subduing it, Mo Jiuwei was finally able to communicate with it without any obstacles.

Although it still cannot speak, the communication between master and servant is more like a telepathic connection, where the other's thoughts can be transmitted accurately, which is more useful than language.

Like now, Mo Jiuwei reached out her hand, and the Snow Horned Steed lowered its head, letting her stroke it.

The tiny hands on its head looked incredibly small, but the Snowhorn Flying Steed's posture was very respectful.

Mo Jiuwei had long been interested in its little horns, and now that she knew she wouldn't be attacked, she boldly reached out and stroked them.

Snowhorn Flying Steed's ears twitched, somewhat unaccustomed to it, but it still managed to maintain the position without trying to dodge.

"Sweetie, do you have a name? What should I call you from now on?"

Even though she didn't need to speak, Mo Jiuwei still touched her while asking with a smile.

The Snowhorn Steed has no name, because monsters don't use names to address each other; it is simply itself.

Mo Jiuwei's gaze fell on the Snowhorn Flying Steed's body, which was warm, pale yellow, and looked very soft and comfortable.

"The duck-green water ripples in the breeze, the pale yellow leaves sway gently in the sunlight. From now on, your name will be Niao Niao, okay?" Mo Jiuwei asked it. [Note]

Snowhorn Flying Steed didn't understand the meaning of these words, but it naturally listened to its master's words, so it nodded.

However, its gaze soon couldn't help but fall on one spot—

On that pile of spirit herbs.

Mo Jiuwei chuckled and patted its forehead. "I'll feed you, but you've eaten enough today. I'll feed you more slowly in the future."

The spiritual herbs that Niao Niao ate today have not been completely refined by it, so it is not advisable to eat them now.

Furthermore, Mo Jiuwei felt that it would be better to eat the same things after leaving the secret realm, since there were no cultivation restrictions on the mainland, and perhaps Niao Niao could use the medicinal power of these spiritual herbs to break through to the next level.

The higher its cultivation level, the stronger its healing ability and the greater its strength.

Mo Jiuwei didn't want her mount to remain at the third tier forever.

Snowhorn Steed trusts its master unconditionally; this is the effect of the contract, and it has no complaints.

"I'll put these jewels in my house for you. I'll move them out when you have a new place to live."

After informing her, Mo Jiuwei took away all of Niao Niao's "property," leaving the once magnificent courtyard completely empty.

Niao Niao moved her hooves a little uncomfortably.

"Alright, now come with me!"

At Mo Jiuwei's call, Niao Niao immediately crawled up in front of her, making it easy for her to climb up.

Then, Niao Niao spread her wings and rose lightly into the air, while the cocoon slowly shrank and disappeared from sight.

"No, no, fold your wings, or someone will see you."

Mo Jiuwei first gave the Snowhorn Flying Steed a small taste of its flight mode, and it was incredibly stable. Moreover, surrounded by its large wings, her small body didn't feel shaky at all while lying on its back—a feeling that those flying magical artifacts simply couldn't match.

However, Mo Jiuwei didn't dare to get too absorbed in it and quickly got Niao Niao into a running state.

It was at this moment that Mo Jiuwei sent a telepathic message to Chen Lan.

Chen Lan was resting with her disciples at this time.

The disciples were somewhat puzzled—

We didn't travel much today. Although we fought several groups of monsters along the way, everyone was in good condition and didn't feel tired.

Why are you resting already?
You know, they all felt extremely tired before, but Chief Chen still insisted that they continue on their way without giving an inch. He was incredibly strict.

Some observant disciples noticed that Peak Master Chen was distracted.

"What's going on? Ever since we left the tower and started traveling, Peak Master Chen has been so restless and keeps looking back."

"I noticed it too. What happened?"

"Could it be that the peak master is unhappy because we failed to break through the formation inside the tower?"

"Well, we did our best, but the formation was too advanced. I really couldn't pass it."

"I wonder when that tower will last appear, and whether we'll have another chance to go in."

"What are you thinking? That tower is no ordinary tower; it can hide! Even if it does appear, you don't have any treasures to make it show itself."

"Exactly, we really struck gold this time. Do you want a next time?"

Chen Lan noticed that some disciples were paying attention to her. In order not to make everyone feel uneasy, she tried her best to relax her brows and put on a calm and natural appearance.

But in reality, she was extremely anxious, constantly worried about Mo Jiuwei's safety, fearing that something might happen to her in this secret realm.

She now regrets it. She shouldn't have led the team herself. She should have let the disciples go first and then stayed behind to guard the place, while she stayed near the tower with Jiuwei.

But it was too late to regret it now; she didn't know where Jiuwei was and had nowhere to look for her.

All she could do was try to delay the procession and slow down the group's pace, making it easier for Jiuwei to catch up.

Suddenly, Chen Lan was overjoyed and immediately took out the talisman.

Knowing that communication would be difficult in the secret realm and that ordinary communication stones would be useless, Mo Jiuwei had Hu Jiu and several talisman masters from his peak temporarily make a batch of talismans for temporary communication before entering the secret realm.

These talismans are slightly more expensive to make, and unlike sound transmission stones, they cannot be reused; they become ineffective after one use.

Fortunately, it is not picky about the location, and the effect is better, the sound travels longer and faster.

This amount of money is just a drop in the bucket for the Immortal Sect. They produced a batch without regard to cost for the convenience of the secret realm, showing their considerable wealth.

With these talismans, communication between the various teams of the Immortal Sect became timely, easy, and effortless.

Unlike the Wuya Sect, they entered the secret realm very suddenly and had no way to prepare in advance. So once they entered the secret realm, they could only rely on their disciples to run around to deliver daily messages.

They naturally possessed similar talismans, but they were reluctant to use them unless it was a critical moment when something major happened, because each talisman used meant one less available.

"Senior sister, I just tamed a Tier 3 Snowhorn Flying Steed as my mount, so I guess I have someone to protect me now. I'm off to counterattack the Black Cliff Sect, wait for my good news!"