A daily divination, from family tortoise shells to immortal clans.

The next morning.

After sending the two children back to Tai Xuan Mountain, Chen Qingmo embarked on his journey to Zi Wu Mountain.

Ziwu Mountain is located on a branch of the Yuanhai Mountain Range, about 100 miles away from Taixuan Mountain.

Decades ago, this place was entirely occupied by monsters, and small beast tides would occasionally raid the town.

The three Foundation Establishment cultivators in Linyuan County had a relatively harmonious relationship at the time, so they joined forces to kill most of the evil demonic beasts.

The Beast King of the Mountain was furious to see his people killed, but he was no match for the three great cultivators. Instead, he was severely injured and forced to retreat into the deep mountains, where he has not emerged for a long time.

After that, the outer area of ​​Purple Crow Mountain became a training ground for disciples of various families, while also preventing the beast tide from appearing again.

Chen Qingmo's original intention in coming here was to accept a mission from his clan to find the Purple Crow Crystal.

Secondly, it was for training purposes. He hadn't fought for a long time since his breakthrough in cultivation, and he wasn't very skilled at controlling his own power.

Using the map provided by the clan, it took Chen Qingmo two hours just to get to the foot of Ziwu Mountain.

There was no time limit for this task, so he didn't use the Wind Control Talisman to speed up; he simply relied on the maximum speed his physical body could achieve.

When Chen Qingmo first arrived here, his first thought was to compare Ziwu Mountain with Taixuan Mountain.

The two are almost the same height, but Tai Xuan Mountain is a first-grade high-quality spiritual vein, with a higher concentration of spiritual energy than Zi Wu Mountain.

Purple Crow Mountain is rich in minerals and spiritual plants, and its Purple Crow Crystal is an excellent material for refining high-grade magical artifacts.

Chen Qingmo rested at the foot of the mountain for a while, and entered the mountain after he recovered his strength.

"No wonder the major families at the Qi Refining stage train here. We encountered many demonic beasts less than a mile into the mountains, far exceeding those in Shijue Forest."

Chen Qingmo thought to himself.

There are quite a few monsters in Shijue Forest, but those of intermediate first rank and above are much rarer than those in Ziwu Mountain.

The Qi Refining families dared not come here to hunt on a large scale. If they were to alert a large number of first-tier high-level demonic beasts in the inner area, or even the second-tier beast king, everyone would be wiped out. After all, they were not the three Foundation Establishment cultivators.

To avoid wasting spiritual energy, Chen Qingmo avoided some low-level demonic beasts and carefully ventured deeper into the area.

"Thump! Thump!"

Chen Qingmo suddenly heard the sound of something hitting the ground, and it wasn't far away.

Following the direction of the sound, he jumped up a tree and saw two demonic beasts facing off.

A large, crimson python was coiled near a small pool. Its body was as thick as a water bucket and about three zhang (approximately 10 meters) long.

"Red Scale Python!"

Chen Qingmo had seen this kind of monster in the book; once it matured, it was at the intermediate level of the first tier.

Seeing the red-scaled python protecting the small pool, he looked towards the center of the pool.

In the center of the pool is a large green islet, and a small tree grows there, bearing an apricot fruit.

Chen Qingmo examined it closely. The fruit was about two inches in size, and the three holes under its translucent skin seemed to pulsate as if they were breathing.

"Could this be the Three-Aperture Spirit Apricot? How wondrous!"

After observing the center of the pool, Chen Qingmo looked at another demonic beast.

The stone ape is 15 feet tall, with muscles like rocks all over its body, covered with bluish-gray fur, and its arms hanging down to the ground. Its fists can break rocks.

The auras of these two demonic beasts were no weaker than Chen Qingmo's.

The crimson python stared coldly at the stone ape with its vertical pupils, its dark red tongue flickering as if searching for the perfect opportunity to strike.

The stone ape slammed its fists into the ground with a deafening roar, causing rocks to fall from the surrounding mountains. Its violent nature made it unwilling to continue the stalemate, and it launched the first attack.

It casually snapped off a tree, swung it like a stick, and smashed it hard against the red-scaled python.

"Boom!"

A loud bang echoed through the valley, and the stone ape crashed down, sending dust and debris flying everywhere.

The red-scaled python was no longer in its original spot; its seemingly clumsy body was actually exceptionally agile.

Before the dust had settled, the Crimson Scale Python launched a counterattack while the Stone Ape was momentarily stunned.

The python's tail created a whistling sound, lashing the stone ape's waist and abdomen like a steel whip.

"Bang!"

Caught off guard, the stone ape was sent flying with a heavy blow, leaving a white mark on its bluish-gray fur that caused it a dull ache.

The crimson python's tail trembled slightly, and the stone ape's hard body generated a counterforce.

The stone ape roared, truly enraged.

It pounced forward and grabbed directly at the body of the red-scaled python.

But the red-scaled python wouldn't give it a chance. It stopped trying to fight back and instead slithered quickly across the ground.

The stone ape grew increasingly frenzied, pounding its fists wildly, causing a crack to appear in the ground.

The red-scaled python toyed with the stone ape, occasionally lashing it with its tail.

After half an hour, the stone ape became exhausted, its strength seemingly depleted.

Seizing the opportunity, the red-scaled python coiled its body around the stone ape's waist with lightning speed.

A terrifying constricting force erupted, and the stone ape's body emitted a series of creaking sounds.

Its eyes bulged out, and it let out mournful howls, but the ferocity within it was also aroused.

The stone ape transformed its fist into a palm and began tearing at the body of the crimson-scaled python.

Instantly, large patches of crimson snake scales were torn off, exposing the flesh and blood of the Red-Scaled Python.

Seizing the opportunity, the stone ape, disregarding its own pain, fiercely struck the red-scaled python with its hammer.

The crimson-scaled python was in pain, and its body relaxed for a moment. It was then grabbed by the stone ape and slammed back and forth on the ground like a whip.

A moment later, the stone ape coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, the red-scaled python slipping from its grasp.

Its internal organs had already been crushed by the constricting force of the red-scaled python; it had just unleashed its last remaining strength.

The red-scaled python was on the verge of death, its scales shattered and its flesh mangled.

Although it had been thrown around for a long time, the python was still alive, its body curled up.

After glancing at the lifeless stone ape, the Crimson Scale Python surveyed its surroundings once more.

Chen Qingmo remained crouched on the tree without making any movement. Seeing that one of the two demonic beasts was dead and the other was injured, he originally intended to wait until the Crimson Scale Python returned to its cave before secretly taking the Three Aperture Spirit Apricot.

Unexpectedly, instead of tending to its wounds, the red-scaled python began to survey its surroundings.

Both sides were on the same level, and he had nothing to conceal his presence.

Without the stone ape in front, the red-scaled python indeed spotted him and attacked.

First-tier demonic beasts have not developed intelligence; they will treat any aura that is not their own as an enemy.

The demonic beasts guarding the elixir were especially determined to kill their enemies, even at the cost of their lives.

Left with no other choice, Chen Qingmo drew his Silver Edge Sword to fight. The Crimson Scale Python was severely injured and was killed by his sword in just a few rounds.

Both demonic beasts were dead. Following the principle of not wasting anything, Chen Qingmo took the valuable materials from their bodies and put them into his storage bag.

As for the beast meat, the two demonic beasts were enormous, and his storage bag, which he hadn't changed yet, couldn't hold it all.

He looked around to make sure there were no other monsters, then lightly leaped down and landed in front of the apricot tree in the center of the pool.

This apricot looks quite magical from afar, and when you get closer, it emits a faint fruity fragrance that makes people want to swallow it directly.

Suppressing his longing, Chen Qingmo carefully picked the Three-Aperture Spirit Apricot and placed it in the jade box he carried with him.

Looking at the small tree in front of him, Chen Qingmo felt a slight stirring in his heart.

After a long while, he shook his head to himself.

"The wonders of nature are all unique. I don't know if this apricot tree can survive in other places, so it's best not to disturb it."

Chen Qingmo was just thinking that if a portion of the apricot tree's roots could be transplanted and consumed after it grew and bore fruit, wouldn't the clan have many more late-stage Qi Refining cultivators?

However, he did not understand the principles of spiritual herbs and plants, so even if he wanted to, he would not act rashly.

Chen Qingmo put away the jade box and noticed a cave-like place next to the small pool, which he assumed was the dwelling of the Crimson Scale Python.

He went in and carefully checked, and finding nothing amiss, he decided to leave and continue his search for the Purple Crow Crystal.

"Kid, I thought you were familiar with the Three Aperture Spirit Apricot, but it seems you were just lucky."

He hadn't taken more than a few steps when a faint laugh came from behind him.