Chen Mo was instantly speechless. What kind of look was that? It was making his eyes sting.
"Master, give me a little more!" Lan Caijie hugged the jars and bottles containing Yin Soul Beads and Yin Soul Water to her chest, then looked at Chen Mo with blazing eyes.
Chen Mo could only explain helplessly, "What I gave you is enough for you to cultivate with for quite a while. Tell me when you finish using it, and I'll give you more. These things dissipate easily, so it's better to give you more after they're gone."
Yin Soul Water and Yin Soul Beads were easily affected by the Power of Heaven and Earth, dispersing into the surrounding environment and thus forming places where yin souls gathered.
Therefore, Chen Mo would eventually pour the Yin Soul Water he had collected in the large wine jar back into the Yellow Springs Shore Flower. As for the flower's wounds, he would find a way to repair them. After all, the flower could prevent Yin Soul Water from dissipating and continuously produce Yin Soul Water and Yin Soul Beads.
After hearing Chen Mo's explanation, Lan Caijie could only nod and stop asking for more.
After chatting for a while longer, Lan Caijie finally vanished and returned to Zhou Zixing's side.
Chen Mo strolled back to the place where he had been standing guard, sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and cultivated. Of course, while cultivating, he still kept part of his attention outside to monitor the surrounding environment.
In the distance, the two old men also noticed Chen Mo's return. Seeing him sit back down in his original spot, they each closed their eyes again and seized the time to recover their strength.
The next day, before the sky had fully brightened, Ouyang