Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 142 Seven-Leaf Yanghuang
Lingyuan Marsh, Yanran Mountain Range.

In the southern valleys.

The stream murmurs, its echo reverberating through the empty valley. This place is rarely visited, and at this moment, it is deserted.

It was springtime, and a few bees were flitting about in the valley.

This bee was only the size of a thumb and was pale blue all over.

Several small bees flew among the flowers in the valley, like fleeting clouds.

One of the bees climbed to the center of the flower, folded its wings, and slowly began to collect nectar.

A moment later, having absorbed enough nectar, a small clump of pollen was also collected on its hind legs.

It's time to go back to the nest.

The little bee began to flap its wings, trembling, just about to fly off the flower.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

A palm descended from the sky, and the little bee scurried up, only to be abruptly halted by the spiritual energy flowing from the palm.

But then they saw another hand below, holding up a ball of spiritual energy, which merged with the hand above.

Two wisps of spiritual energy circulated around the little bee, gradually forming a spherical, transparent aura that imprisoned the little bee within.

The sudden change terrified the little bee. It struggled and flew amidst the rich spiritual energy, but could not break through.

The young cultivator revealed no aura whatsoever; if one were to scan him with ordinary divine sense, he would appear no different from an ordinary person.

"Cloudwing bees, hmm... they're valuable."

Song Yan muttered to himself.

A first-tier low-level monster, known for its speed.

He slowly lifted the small ball of spiritual energy and carefully examined the spirit bee.

Its wings are as thin as cicada wings, and its tail needle is long, thin, and transparent.

If this little insect were to fight a cultivator to the death, even a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator would be seriously injured by a single needle.

Moreover, this little bee flaps its wings at an extremely high frequency, and when it flies, it is like a blue stream of light, making it difficult for ordinary late-stage Qi Refining cultivators to catch it with their bare hands.

However, these cloud-winged bees usually live in groups of dozens, inhabiting cliffs where spiritual flowers flourish, and feeding on nectar.

If a lone insect in a bee colony is attacked...

Song Yan raised his eyes slightly and saw that the few small bees that were originally visible had now gathered into more than a dozen in the air.

At this moment, they are slowly gathering.

It seemed that at any moment, they would launch a collective attack on him.

"Don't panic, little insect." Song Yan put the little insect in his hand into a special spirit insect bag: "I know a good place where there are endless spirit flowers and precious honey."

After saying that, he blinked slightly.

Golden eyes appeared instantly, with a golden lotus-shaped pattern suspended within them.

Above the valley, wisps of pale blue spiritual energy were gathering towards the swarm of bees.

At a certain moment, you will reach the peak.

Song Yan's gaze was fixed on the swarm of bees, his entire body surging with sword energy.

hum-

In the blink of an eye, the swarm of bees attacked.

But strangely, Song Yan was no longer in the same place.

Only a wisp of sword energy remained, which instead caused the swarm of bees to sway slightly and disperse in all directions.

At the edge of the bee colony, a small insect was swept too far away.

Just as it was about to struggle to flap its wings again, it saw a pair of huge hands that blotted out the sun.

The spiritual energy suddenly condensed and flowed, and yet another poor little bee was kidnapped by him.

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy surrounding him propelled him about three zhang (approximately 10 meters) towards the edge of the valley.

This is the basic movement technique practiced by disciples of the Sword Sect, as recorded in the sword art.

"Ling Yunyi".

hum-

From within the swarm, another small wasp fluttered its wings and shot towards his face.

The needle pointed straight ahead, determined to perish together with Song Yan.

In fact, he could have used the Cloud Sword to kill all the little bees one by one.

But that would be too wasteful of spirit stones, and...

Using these guys to practice the movement techniques I've just mastered is a good option.

Song Yan remained motionless. In the blink of an eye, a streak of blue light flashed, and he moved a foot to the left front like a ghost.

He turned around and clasped his hands together.

Let's catch another bug.

Then, the buzzing of the bees and the clear, resonant sound of sword energy echoed throughout the valley. However, the sound of the bees grew fainter and fainter.

After a while.

The last little bee swayed in the air. Song Yan raised his eyes slightly and saw that the spiritual energy in the air was slowly gathering.

But it wasn't coming towards me.

He raised an eyebrow: "Trying to escape?"

Summoning his spiritual power, Song Yan leaped into the air before the spiritual energy in the air could even gather.

Sword energy surged, and in an instant, they had already leaped into the air.

Hands clasped together.

He easily imprisoned the little bee in his palm.

It fell rapidly.

Song Yan sat cross-legged in the middle of the valley, patting the Qiankun bag in his hand that was specially used to store spirit insects.

A very fruitful harvest.

"Hmm... there's no need to find someone to auction it off; just sell it directly to the sect."

"This insect bag must be the lowest grade; the little bees won't last long."

Song Yan himself had forgotten where he had obtained the spirit insect pouch.

"If I suffocate in there, I'll lose a lot of spirit stones."

What kind of industries does a large sect like Dongyuan Sect not have?
Spirit rice, spirit grains, spirit flowers, and spirit plants.

Where there are sacred flowers, there is naturally nectar. Without these little bees, how would it function?

These things are all part of the tasks that the sect needs year-round.

There's no worry about finding a way out.

but……

He didn't come to Yanran Mountain this time for these cloud-winged bees.

This swarm of bees was just a pleasant surprise.

Song Yan slowly stood up and walked out of the valley.

In the past six months, apart from cultivating his spiritual power and tempering his divine sense, Song Yan has devoted almost all his spare time to cultivating his movement techniques and pupil techniques.

He has made some progress in his movement techniques, and his pupil techniques are also gradually improving.

Lately, I've been experiencing dryness in my eyes, and sometimes they feel painful and itchy.

Perhaps he overdid it and needs to slow down.

According to the sword techniques, when first cultivating the Vision-Observing Sword Eye, one can supplement it with some medicine to calm the mind and improve eyesight.

It can relieve a significant portion of the uncomfortable symptoms.

After studying it for a while, Song Yan took a liking to a kind of spiritual herb called Seven-Leaf Yanghuang.

No medicine needs to be prepared; simply use spiritual power to condense the medicinal leaves into a liquid, remove impurities, and it can be used directly as medicine for the eyes.

It's a bit rough, but it's natural.

Moreover, I feel more at ease doing it myself.

After all, it's your own eyes, so it's better to be careful.

However, even among the spiritual herbs used to cultivate pupil techniques, Seven-Leaf Yanghuang is not a widely circulated herb on the market.

Prices are high, but profits are too low.

Song Yan visited several pharmacies in Lingyuanze, but none of them had the product in stock.

In such urgent situations, it's rare to encounter such a situation at a barter fair.

However, the owner of a pharmacy he inquired with said that his young apprentice had accidentally picked a few plants of Gynostemma pentaphyllum in the southern part of the Yanran Mountains.

So he asked the young apprentice to point out the general location, and then informed the shopkeeper to let him know when the goods were in stock.

I went to the Taiping Peak Mission Hall, accepted a few missions, and came to the mountains to try my luck.

If we can gather some, we can save some spirit stones.

Unfortunately, the tasks were almost all completed.

To everyone's surprise, they caught a bunch of cloud-winged bees, but still didn't see a single seven-leaved yellow roe beetle.

However, he was not discouraged. If all else failed, he could postpone the training of his pupil technique.

"Huh? Where is this?"

Song Yan raised her head slightly, and there was a rather towering mountain peak in front of her.

Amidst the clouds and mist, a Taoist temple can be faintly seen.

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