Spirit Cat Picks Up Treasure

"Disciple Wang Muyun thanks Martial Uncle Mu for coming to my rescue!"

Wang Muyun said joyfully, bowing to the figure in the night sky.

"Mm, Little Muyun, you did well. I'll go slay this demon first..."

A flash of light streaked across the night sky. It was a jade-crowned Daoist priest, radiating an impressive aura. He glanced at Wang Muyun from afar before giving chase.

Demonic beasts like the Nightmare Deer Demon were valuable. Killing one would surely yield rewards, especially the demon crystal marrow from its forehead, which could be used to forge rare illusion-type magical artifacts!

As soon as the expert appeared, those who had narrowly escaped death in the dilapidated temple breathed a collective sigh of relief. They wept with joy, celebrating their survival.

The feeling of being dominated by fear from the Nightmare Deer Demon had been unbearable!

"Everyone, please tend to the injured. Steward Qian, bring out some of our detoxifying paste. Even if it was just a graze from the demon vines, we mustn't be careless!"

"Also, Old Zhong, Old Lin, and the esteemed members of the Cai family, please lead the collection of the unburnt vines from the ground. We will distribute them later based on each party's contribution. Madam Cai and everyone else, do you have any objections?"

Wang Muyun suppressed her fatigue and the weakness from her depleted Mana, but her gaze remained sharp. She stood on the ravaged battlefield, surveying everyone and issuing instructions.

"We have no objections!"

"We will follow Daoist Wang's arrangements..."

The recent battle had been incredibly perilous. If not for Wang Muyun and Li Qingyun, who had broken through mid-fight, many more would have died. How could everyone dare to disobey her arrangements now?

The Nightmare Deer Demon was a formidable foe, comparable to a Dao Foundation cultivator. The demon vines it shed also held some value. With them scattered everywhere, collecting them could at least partially compensate for their losses.

"The Cai family also has no objections!"

The Cai Family of Luoshui clearly deferred to their elegant young madam. Still shaken, her face pale, she managed a weak smile, maintaining the Cai Family's composure.

Seeing Li Qingyun in his Lingbao Temple robes, so handsome and graceful, and witnessing his divine might as he loosed arrows of thunder and rain earlier, the young madam couldn't help but steal a few more glances.

Supported by two pretty maids, she gracefully approached Li Qingyun and Zhao Yifan. She bowed elegantly, her voice softening slightly:

"I am Chu Hongyu. On behalf of the Cai family, I thank you, young hero! We were returning from a pilgrimage at Lingbao Temple when we encountered this demon. The Cai family was in grave danger earlier, and we relied on the young hero's Thunder Bow to rescue us..."

Li Qingyun smiled humbly and replied politely, "It is the duty of us cultivators to slay demons, subdue ghosts, and bring peace to the people. Young Madam, there is no need for such formality!"

It was a standard, heroic response from a young cultivator of Yuzhen's caliber.

He sensed that the young madam's gaze held a hint of admiration, especially since she had come to express her gratitude, yet her eyes kept lingering on him.

She had completely overlooked Senior Brother Zhao beside him.

Zhao Yifan also noticed this. Already quite disheveled, he chuckled and went to collect the demon vine fragments.

As the senior brother, his performance had been far outshone by his junior brother, leaving Zhao Yifan feeling somewhat awkward.

However, he couldn't help but feel smug: See, my judgment was right! I knew Qingyun junior brother was no ordinary person!

During the fierce battle, Li Qingyun's mid-fight breakthrough had turned the tide. His Thunder Seal had transformed the bow, and his lightning arrows had rained down, his performance second only to Wang Muyun!

"I must find a way to bring Qingyun into our Scripture Recitation sect! Also, this trip down the mountain was a huge loss. Nearly half of the low-level talismans and pills I prepared were used up. I'll have to argue my case later and get Wang Muyun to give us a larger share of the demon vines..."

Zhao Yifan collected the demon vines from the ground, occasionally glancing at Li Qingyun and the young madam who were conversing. A strange smile flickered across his face.

Junior brother, junior brother, you don't realize that being handsome and capable brings more trouble. You must guard your Dao heart!

"Young Hero Li, if you ever travel to Luoshui in the future, please visit the Cai manor. Hongyu will host you well!"

"Mm, Young Madam is too kind. My Mana is severely depleted, so I must meditate to recover..."

After a brief chat, Li Qingyun politely saw her off.

Sitting cross-legged, he squinted at the young madam as she reluctantly departed.

Earlier, he had noticed a familiar jade pendant on her waist.

If he wasn't mistaken, it belonged to that scoundrel He Xiao.

Chu Hongyu had visited Lingbao Temple for blessings, but on her way down the mountain, she now had a jade pendant from He Xiao!

With the young madam's fondness for handsome men, I wonder what her husband thinks.

"I hope that scoundrel He Xiao hasn't done anything irreversible. Otherwise, if this causes trouble in the future, it will be a blow to Lingbao Temple's reputation!"

In the darkness, Li Qingyun meditated, observing the mysterious Daoist effigy in his mind.

The shimmering Dao pattern representing the [Thunder Seal] spell seemed clearer now, indicating his progress in the Lightning Method.

"Real combat, whether in life or death, is indeed one of the fastest ways to increase one's cultivation!"

He took two Minor Grass Pills and, under the boost of his meditation buff, began to rapidly recover his depleted Mana.

"Meow!"

The large black cat suddenly leaped out from the side, a glowing green orb in its mouth.

It trotted to Li Qingyun's feet, dropped the orb, and then sat down proudly, looking askance at its "servant" with an expression that clearly awaited praise.

"Such potent demonic energy!"

Li Qingyun looked at the emerald green orb.

It was about the size of a fist, radiating a dense demonic aura. Its surface was a deep, translucent green, like a mirror. Upon closer inspection, it appeared profound and hazy, not only unclear but also causing one's mind to suddenly falter, as if being forcibly pulled into an illusion.

His heart leaped with joy. He immediately flicked his sleeve, gently covering the object and secretly masking its strong demonic energy with his Mana. Then, he put it away.

"If I'm not mistaken, this must be one of the Nightmare Deer Demon's three eyes! I was wondering where Yuanbao ran off to; I thought the scoundrel had abandoned its master to save itself!"

"This eyeball was likely severed by that expert from Biyou Palace just now. The expert was in a hurry to pursue the demon, but Yuanbao managed to steal it..."

Truly worthy of being the bestowed 'Fortune Cat'!

This deer demon eyeball is definitely the biggest haul right now!

"Perhaps I can use it to refine an Illusion Pearl. The Nightmare Deer Demon's greatest ability isn't those demon vines, but its sorcery that can easily trap people in nightmares!"

Li Qingyun was overjoyed to have acquired the treasure, unable to resist reaching out to stroke the cat's head as a reward.

He inwardly mused that following Senior Brother Zhao down the mountain this time, even if he gained nothing else in Yinshan Town, this single deer demon eyeball would be more than enough!

Materials for refining illusion-type magical artifacts were extremely rare. If he didn't have to sell it, he could still earn a considerable sum of spirit stones.

He secretly grasped the Nightmare Eye Orb, his consciousness entering the mysterious Daoist effigy space in his mind.

He wanted to test if he could get a 'Illusion Dharma Seal' for free by relying on this eyeball, which possessed illusionary power.

If it worked, then in the future, the ways he could obtain magical techniques wouldn't be limited to Daoist scriptures and texts.

After silently chanting and visualizing for a long time, the dark wall behind the mysterious Daoist effigy remained silent, and no miracle occurred.

He sighed with regret, feeling a slight sense of frustration.