What does my ancestor's pregnancy have to do with me, a mere servant?

Lin Yuan didn't look at it for long.

He straightened his clothes, got up and walked out of the stone chamber, heading towards the side of the cave along the passageway.

After passing through a winding rock passage, the view suddenly opened up before us.

A gentle breeze carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees wafted towards me.

This is a spiritual field he cultivated outside his cave dwelling.

It was about an acre in size, and its surroundings were densely covered with concealment formations and spirit-gathering formations.

The ceiling looks like a rock dome, but in reality, the array secretly draws in sunlight and rain from the outside world.

The soil is dark brown, so rich in spiritual energy that you can almost see a faint sheen floating on the surface.

He has been carefully tending to this field all this time, and now it is finally paying off.

Lin Yuan walked along the ridges of the field, his gaze sweeping over each row.

The outermost edge is a large patch of Qi-gathering grass.

The once green leaves have turned dark blue, and there is a visible shimmering light flowing through the veins.

This thing itself isn't worth much, but it's used in huge quantities.

Alchemy, array formation, and daily cultivation all require energy.

If you can produce and sell your own products, the savings will be pure profit.

Walk a few rows further in.

The few purple-leaf orchid seedlings that were picked from the Crimson Forbidden Land have grown up, with three thick purple leaves unfurling and a strong medicinal fragrance emanating from their roots.

In about ten days, we'll be able to harvest the first crop.

In the core area of ​​the spirit field, there are several truly valuable plants.

A blood jade ginseng has most of its roots protruding from the soil, its skin crystal clear and displaying a beautiful blood red color.

Next to it, a seven-star crabapple tree stood tall and straight, with seven flower buds the size of a fingernail on its branches.

They are all growing very well.

Under his meticulous cultivation using the techniques of a spiritual plant master, the growth cycle was compressed significantly.

Some of them have already borne fruit.

It won't be long before it's fully mature.

When that time comes, we can start refining elixirs and achieve self-sufficiency in spiritual materials.

From planting spiritual materials to cultivating spiritual herbs, to refining pills, and then to converting the pills into cash or using them personally—the entire industrial chain is closed.

Lin Yuan squatted down, pinched a small amount of spiritual soil, and rubbed it between his fingertips to check the moisture and density of the spiritual energy in the soil.

Not bad, the spirit gathering array is operating stably.

“Gagaga—”

A hoarse, piercing bird call came from above.

Lin Yuan looked up.

Black Crow Mountain is a remote and impoverished place, covered with withered trees.

What we have no shortage of are these black, plump crows.

They roam the hilltops in groups all day long, their calls sounding like scraping the bottom of a pot with a piece of iron.

Lin Yuan was already used to it.

But today his hands stopped.

My gaze was fixed on the air above.

Three or four adult black crows were frantically swooping down in the air.

With its wings spread wide, the bird took turns attacking with its beak and sharp claws, displaying a fierce and aggressive demeanor.

The target being besieged is very small.

A small, palm-sized gray-feathered bird.

Compared to the black crow, it looked like a toy, and appeared incredibly fragile when surrounded by several large birds.

But this little thing's movements are very strange.

It almost never flaps its wings and flies in a straight line.

Each time the black crow swooped down, it would glide away in a very slight zigzag motion.

The movements were swift and decisive, as if they knew in advance which direction the other party would come from.

The crow's claws and beak missed every time.

Two of the black crows swooped down so hard that they collided solidly in mid-air, scattering black feathers all over the ground.

Under normal circumstances, birds in nature will run away if they can't win a fight; it's their instinct.

With such a vast expanse of sky above Black Crow Mountain, and with this gray sparrow's agility, if it really wanted to run, these clumsy black crows wouldn't even be able to catch up with its tail feathers.

But it just wouldn't run away.

It lingers in the area directly above the Lin Yuan Cave.

When pushed to the limit, they would fall several dozen feet down.

Once the Black Ravens dispersed, they rose again and flew back.

Even if a few feathers are bitten off, it stubbornly refuses to leave this airspace.

Lin Yuan stood by the edge of the field and watched for a long time.

His eyes slowly narrowed.

He released his divine sense and swept it over the gray-feathered bird.

There was no demonic aura.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Based on the results of the divine sense probe, it was just an ordinary bird.

No bird could move like that.

Ordinary birds would not stubbornly cling to a specific area and refuse to leave when surrounded and attacked by a group of natural enemies.

Something's fishy.

Lin Yuan's mind raced.

Who would send an informant who looks like an ordinary bird to keep an eye on this remote place, Black Crow Mountain?

Who are they watching?

Wen Yuci just arrived yesterday.

Today, there's a bird that just won't leave my head.

The timing is right.

There are very few people in the Xuan Yin Sect who can make Wen Yuci so wary that she dares not openly refuse them.

Shen Guiyan?

Lin Yuan remained expressionless.

But in my mind, I had already raised the level of seriousness of this matter to the highest level.

Regardless of whose bird it is, we have to get it down first.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

An obscure spell was cast directly into the main array eye deep within the earth beneath their feet.

The Six Yin Soul-Locking Array.

"boom--"

A very low, muffled sound came from underground.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of thick black fog surged up from the ground around Black Crow Mountain.

The fog tumbled and rolled upwards at an astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye, it coalesced into a huge hemispherical fog cover above the cave.

When this formation is activated at full power, it can trap even a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

A scout bird is no problem at all.

The three or four unlucky black crows had barely touched the edge of the black mist when, before they could even utter a cry, their bodies stiffened instantly, and they plummeted straight down into the withered forest below the mountain like kites with broken strings.

Grey-feathered birds react extremely quickly.

It sensed a deadly danger.

No longer maintaining its previous leisurely evasive posture, it suddenly flapped its wings, and its entire body transformed into a gray streak of light, soaring straight into the sky.

They wanted to escape before the formation completely closed.

high speed.

It was so fast that it almost turned into a gray line.

but--

Useless.

The black mist completely closed over its head.

The bird crashed headfirst into the wall of black mist.

Gray ripples spread across the surface of the air wall, and a huge recoil force bounced it back.

It steadied itself in mid-air and began to dart left and right like a madman.

I tried five or six different directions, but each time I was blocked by the air wall.

It can't fly out.

Lin Yuan leaped into the air, transforming into a black shadow that soared ten feet into the sky.

The right hand extends out, fingers spread wide.

The bird tried to dart through the air.

Lin Yuan flipped his wrist, his immense divine sense locking onto the location, and with the explosive power of a sixth-level Body Tempering cultivator, he grabbed it.

Bring your five fingers together.

It landed steadily.

He looked down at his palm.

Once caught, the grey-feathered bird stopped struggling.

It doesn't flap, it doesn't peck, it doesn't chirp.

It was so quiet, unlike a bird that had just been desperately trying to escape.

Lin Yuan examined it carefully.

When scanning the bird from a distance with divine sense, there was indeed no spiritual energy fluctuation on its body; it looked no different from a wild bird.

But now, holding it in my hand and examining it up close—

Beneath the feathers, there was an extremely subtle spiritual aura.

Not to be released proactively, not to leak even a fraction of it.

Unless you look very closely, you won't notice it at all.

Those two small, jet-black eyes were darting around, sparkling with intelligence—far more clever than those of ordinary birds.

This is by no means an ordinary thing.

Someone is watching him.

Most likely, they came for Wen Yuci.

Lin Yuan did not crush it.

If we really kill it, and if the other party has some kind of soul connection or blood pact with this bird, the moment it's broken on one side, the other side will immediately know something's wrong.

Stirring up the enemy is the stupidest choice.

He used his divine sense to carefully search the bird's entire body.

It has been confirmed that there are no tracking restrictions.

Lin Yuan was relieved.

Lin Yuan clutched the bird and turned to walk into the cave.

After passing through several side paths, we arrived at the end of a dimly lit passageway.

Push open a heavy stone door.

This stone chamber was a special room for spirit beasts that he set aside when he first opened up his cave.

The four stone walls are covered with array patterns to reinforce and isolate the aura.

In the center of the room stood a large black stone platform.

On the stone platform was a translucent glass vessel.

Inside the container, a pile of pitch-black insect eggs lay quietly.

Soul-devouring demonic insect.

These are the items I took from Chu Tianhan's storage bag after I killed him in the Blood Forbidden Land.

This thing is a formidable weapon. If you really train it, it will be a devastating weapon against cultivators of the same level.

It's a pity that these insect eggs have been left here for so long, and there hasn't been a single sign of them hatching.

Lin Yuan walked to the stone platform and took out a spirit beast cage from his storage bag.

He threw the quiet, gray-feathered bird he was holding directly in.

"Click".

The bird landed at the bottom of the cage, curled up into a gray ball of feathers, and remained silent.