In the tranquil valley, vegetation flourished, lush and verdant as far as the eye could see, with every kind of unknown wildflower blooming in dazzling profusion. Mountain sparrows flitted joyfully among the plants, and the fresh air seeped into his lungs. Yue Qianchou, who had suddenly appeared in the valley, was initially alarmed, but gradually relaxed. He stared around him in astonishment. So this is the Immortal Realm? It doesn't seem much different from the mortal world! But after taking only a few steps, he felt the difference. The spiritual energy contained in the air here was clearly far denser than in the mortal world. Yue Qianchou frowned as he stared at a large tree on the valley slope. There was a bird's nest up there. He looked around, then flashed over to the tree. Lowering his head to peer inside, he immediately startled a chorus of chirping. Seven or eight nestlings, their eyes not yet open and their feathers not yet fully grown, stretched their beaks wide and screeched hungrily. Apparently taking Yue Qianchou for their mother returning from foraging, the corners of his mouth twitched. He reached in and pushed the chicks aside, revealing a small silver ball lying beneath them. "That damned Old Demon! I told him to toss it somewhere with beautiful mountains and clear waters, not into a bird's nest!" Yue Qianchou muttered for a while. Pinching the little silver ball, he was about to leave when he suddenly paused. On second thought, hiding it in a bird's nest was rather covert, so he tossed it back in, completely forgetting how he had just cursed the Crocodile Immortal Lord. What he did not know was that the Crocodile Immortal Lord had indeed done as he said and thrown the silver ball into a place with
Scum of the Cultivation World
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