The demonic moth flew away, but it did not leave for good. After flying two hundred miles, it concealed itself in a vast mountain range. The demonic mist contracted and fell silent.
After locking onto it with his divine sense, Qin Fengming's face revealed a look of sudden understanding.
Although he could no longer sense the demonic moth's presence, he discovered a strange flickering fluorescence amid the land of towering peaks.
"According to the records, Evil Bat Moths like to feed on a spiritual herb called Purple Star Grass. Judging from that area of purple fluorescence, there should be a large patch of Purple Star Grass there. Fellow Daoist Guan must have noticed that strange place as well. Out of curiosity, he wanted to investigate it, and ended up provoking those Evil Bat Moths."
Without Qin Fengming needing to say anything, Xu Qinglin and Fefeng Immortal Fairy had already reached the same conclusion.
"Although Purple Star Grass has not grown for very long—only a few hundred years—it is indeed beneficial to some spirit insects. Fellow Daoist Qin, do you intend to obtain that Purple Star Grass?"
Seeing the expression on Qin Fengming's face, Fefeng Immortal Fairy smiled faintly and asked this.
"Although those demonic moths withdrew, they were not truly gravely wounded. If they fought us to the death, it would not be easy for us to kill them. This Qin would not dare trouble the two of you by having you take any more risks. Please wait here for a moment while this Qin goes over alone to take a look."
Neither Xu Qinglin nor Fefeng Immortal Fairy had any spirit insects on them, something Qin Fengming could be certain of.
As for whether his Silver Sheath Worms were interested in Purple Star Grass, he had never fed them