Mo Chen pondered for a moment. The person trailing far behind him was plainly coveting the strange fish he carried.
They dared to act so boldly probably because they believed the spirit beast beneath him, whose cultivation far surpassed his own, was very likely to kill its master.
By the cultivation world's common understanding, a spirit beast could indeed turn on its bonded cultivator once its cultivation exceeded theirs by a full major realm.
But that would only happen when the cultivator's Dharma Power was depleted and their True Essence was extremely weak.
Otherwise, a single thought from the cultivator could send their bonded spirit beast into convulsions, subjecting it to soul-refining torment worse than death.
Yet Mo Chen dared not gamble on whether Feiyi would kill him if he continued relying on it in battle and exhausted his Dharma Power.
The best course was therefore to shake them off.
"Looks like I'll need to gather materials to strengthen the spirit beast's Master-Bonding Mark on this trip, besides getting Mind-Dazing Incense and Spirit-Erasing Sand."
Planning his next steps, Mo Chen poured Dharma Power into the Windlike Token and urged it to greater speed.
The Windlike Token immediately soared a thousand feet into the sky and headed toward another valley.
After noon, Mo Chen put away the Windlike Token and landed on a lush green lawn, looking toward the valley nearby.
According to the Travel Map, this was the valley where Mind-Dazing Incense and Spirit-Sealing Herb grew, and where Spirit-Erasing Sand could also be mined.
Mo Chen crossed a low hill and saw a stone stele standing at the foot of the mountain.
The stele was about twice a person's height and a foot thick. Mottled moss covered it, lending it a desolate air.
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