"Who the hell stole my Spiritual Medicine!"

「At the Medicinal Field.」

Farmer's Three Punches looked at the messy Medicinal Field, his fists clenched in anger as he cursed.

"Doesn't anyone have any sense of public morality? You even steal crops in a game?"

"Life Players rely on these things to earn Contribution Points, and you still come here to steal Spiritual Medicine?"

"Is your family so poor? Lacked calcium as a child and love when you grew up?"

"Nothing better to do than to steal from us Life Players, huh? I dare you to let me find out who did this—I'll break your legs!"

Watching Farmer's Three Punches curse by the Medicinal Field, many players sighed inwardly.

Life had become increasingly hard for Life Players.

Just planting some Spiritual Medicine and it gets stolen—how were they supposed to keep going?

In such a good game, why do something so despicable as pilfering?

Looking at the devastated Medicinal Field, many Life Players were furious.

They had invested in this field too, and the Spiritual Medicine had been thriving under the nourishment of the Nine Immortals Spirit Disc.

Today, they had planned to sell them to players who pursued the path of Alchemy.

But what happened?

In the blink of an eye, the Spiritual Medicine was snatched away.

Even the Medicinal Field had been trampled.

Even Farmer's Three Punches, who usually had a good temper, was cursing vehemently.

It showed just how detestable the thief of the Spiritual Medicine was.

Now, the Profound Yellow Sect strictly prohibited outsiders, so it must have been players who did this.

Players had even started stealing crops now.

Truly despicable!

「Inside the Demon Beast Forest.」

Dung Beetle and the Ao Xiang Squad gathered, with various fine-looking Spiritual Medicines laid out at their feet.

Sadly, they didn't know how to handle them properly, breaking the stems and leaves of the Spiritual Medicines.

But for them, having these Spiritual Medicines was already quite an achievement.

This was their first step towards exchanging them for a Storage Ring.

Currently, aside from those won in lotteries, Storage Rings owned by players were made by the Great Inventor.

But the Storage Rings made by the Great Inventor were too expensive.

And their spaces were too small.

As for the Storage Ring with the largest space, that undoubtedly belonged to the one Junlin had, given by Non-player Characters.

Dung Beetle and his team were enticed by this Non-player Character-given Storage Ring.

Therefore, they entertained the idea of trading for it.

"Boss, can the Spiritual Medicine we've grown ourselves be traded for a Storage Ring?" One Blade 999 asked.

"Of course it can. Look at these Spiritual Medicines; they look so good. Unless the Non-player Character is a fool, they'll definitely trade!"

Dung Beetle smiled confidently.

He then led the Ao Xiang Squad, stealthily heading toward Kuhai Town.

There were more Non-player Characters around that area; even if they encountered a few solitary ones, it wouldn't be a loss.

「A hundred miles outside Kuhai Town.」

Several Cultivators dressed in white robes, with the emblem of a cyan sword surrounded by mist embroidered on their chests, each holding a similar long sword, were zealously slaying Demonic Beasts.

"Senior Brother Li, we've killed so many Qi Cultivation Realm Demonic Beasts this time; we'll definitely be praised when we return."

"For us new disciples, managing to kill so many Qi Cultivation Realm Demonic Beasts is truly remarkable."

"HAHAHAHA, following Senior Brother Li on this training excursion was indeed the best choice."

"There are also some Spiritual Medicines around here, remember to collect them all!"

They were all disciples of the White Cloud Cyan Sword Sect, not very famous in the Northern Wilderness, but the Sect had quite a few disciples at the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Naturally, people like them were the most common in the Northern Wilderness.

Not highly talented but unwilling to give up just yet.

With the path of cultivation right before their eyes, they naturally chose to join a Sect, hoping to secure a future.

Although the White Cloud Cyan Sword Sect was weak, it had many disciples, including several with other exceptional talents.

For example, this Li Mo was very adept in commerce.

A lot of the Sect's Spiritual Stone resources were earned by him leading others.

In the small Sects around the Demon Beast Forest, Li Mo had a bit of a reputation.

Of course, he was nowhere near as famous as Liu Ruyan from the Celestial Splendor Sect.

After all, the Celestial Splendor Sect was one of the great powers among the Northern Wilderness's Sects.

The strongest in small Sects were around the Foundation Establishment Realm.

But within the Celestial Splendor Sect?

There were Golden Core disciples!

There was simply no comparison.

"Senior Brother Li, someone's coming!"

Suddenly, a junior disciple turned his head and spoke, and the others also became vigilant.

Li Mo gripped his long sword and stepped forward to stand in front of the many disciples.

Seeing this, the weaker disciples felt grateful.

The bushes shook.

In this dangerous Demon Beast Forest, it was undoubtedly a major alert.

No one knew what Demonic Beast would emerge from the bushes in the next breath.

But under their watchful eyes, the bushes rustled for a moment and then stopped, soon revealing a sleazy-looking man stepping out.

Behind him, there were four others with malicious grins on their faces.

From Li Mo's experience, encountering such people was usually when the real danger began. Their smiles made it clear they had targeted him and his group. What could disciples of small Sects like ours possibly have? Isn't it just these Demonic Beast Corpses at our feet that we desperately slaughtered? The sudden visit of these people... they're almost certainly here to rob us of our hard-earned spoils!

"Everyone's here? Though there are quite a few of you, it shouldn't be a problem!"

Dung Beetle chuckled, then stared at Li Mo, who was at the front, and said, "Brother, don't be afraid, we mean no harm!"

"Who are you?"

Holding his long sword, Li Mo asked coldly, "I am Li Mo from the White Cloud Cyan Sword Sect. I hope you will show some respect."

"We are from the Profound Yellow Sect!"

Dung Beetle approached with a smile, looking around before pulling out several Spiritual Medicines from his robes.

The four members of Ao Xiang Squad also hurriedly took out their Spiritual Medicines.

The quality of these Spiritual Medicines was very good, each quite a rare item seldom seen outside.

Seeing them, Li Mo and his disciples couldn't help but draw in a breath of cold air.

"My god, can Ling You Grass really grow nine leaves? Didn't the Elder say this Spiritual Medicine could only grow up to seven leaves?"

"And look at the Celestial Fragrance Flower, a single plant with three blooms—how much could we earn by selling these?"

"It's a pity, though, that many of these Spiritual Medicines have been damaged; otherwise, the price could have been even higher."

"What's the deal with these people? Why are they pulling out so many rare Spiritual Medicines?"

Li Mo suppressed his eager gaze and asked thoughtfully, "What exactly are you proposing?"

"We just want to make friends with your White Cloud Cyan Sword Sect; there's no need to be so wary."

Dung Beetle laughed, looking at the Storage Rings in their hands. "These Spiritual Medicines were obtained at the risk of our lives. Brother, you seem to know your stuff. How about you take all of them?"

Everything? Take it all? Does he think I, Li Mo, am some kind of wealthy fool to be fleeced?

Li Mo was inwardly shocked, his expression turning unpleasant. These Spiritual Medicines would fetch a high price if sold openly, and many would scramble to buy them. But for our White Cloud Cyan Sword Sect... even if we sold the entire Sect, we likely couldn't afford all these!

"You must be joking, sir," Li Mo said, shaking his head. "These Spiritual Medicines are in great condition, truly among the finest. But considering our situation, we probably can't handle it. We don't need those Demonic Beast Corpses anymore; I hope you won't hinder us. Farewell!"

With these words, he turned and led his disciples away quickly.

Watching the potential customers leave, Dung Beetle stood there dumbfounded.

What's happening? We came to sell Spiritual Medicines, not to rob anyone!

"Boss, what do we do now?" One Blade 999 scratched his head.

It seemed they hadn't managed to sell anything.

"Keep looking! I refuse to believe no one will buy!"

Dung Beetle scowled. "Move forward. When you meet Non-player Characters, smile and be polite. It was definitely your rude attitude just now that scared those guys off."

Hearing this, the members of Ao Xiang Squad all looked dejected.

Could this really be our fault? Maybe we should plan our faces better during character creation next time?

「On the White Cloud Cyan Sword Sect's side.」

Li Mo led his disciples quickly away, fearing that Dung Beetle and his team might catch up.

"Senior Brother Li, are we just leaving like this? Those corpses were obtained with our lives!" a young disciple exclaimed, quite indignant.

Li Mo turned and said coldly, "What do you understand? I just saved your lives!"

The disciples were bewildered. Saved our lives?

"The most dangerous thing in the Demon Beast Forest isn't the Demonic Beasts, but other Cultivators," Li Mo explained gravely. "Why did those people brazenly present so many Spiritual Medicines and proclaim their wish to befriend us? We are merely Qi Cultivation Realm disciples; what could attract their attention? I believe they intended to murder us for our goods. The first person who spoke kept staring at our Storage Rings the whole time, probably hoping to trap us with those Spiritual Medicines! Such high-quality Spiritual Medicine—let alone us, even if our Sect Leader came, he couldn't afford it. Why would they approach us, mere Qi Cultivation Realm disciples? When you train outside in the future, be extra cautious. People can't always be judged by appearances. Remember not to be blinded by immediate benefits. No matter how valuable the treasures, you need to be alive to enjoy them!"

Upon hearing this, several junior disciples nodded in agreement. Senior Brother Li truly is experienced! If he hadn't forcibly led us away just now, we would have fallen into those people's trap. This Demon Beast Forest really is fraught with danger! It's such a pity about those Demonic Beast Corpses we killed; if we could have taken them back, they would have fetched a good number of Spiritual Stones. Oh well, so be it. We'll just consider this a lesson learned; we must be extremely cautious when we venture out to train in the future.

"Senior Brother, isn't that the Lin Family approaching?" a junior disciple asked, pointing at a group of people coming towards them.

Li Mo hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's go speak with them and perhaps forge a good relationship. The Lin Family's power is much greater than our own White Cloud Cyan Sword Sect."

Immediately, the group hurried forward to speak with the members of the Lin Family.

And those coming from the Lin Family were exactly Lin Chen and his team, who had encountered Junlin and his team yesterday.

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