Chapter 3: Cultivation in the Valley
After Mo Xin settled down with Yin Jiao, everything in Xiaoshan Valley returned to normal, as quiet as ever, as if nothing had happened.
Yin Jiao returned to his old nest, Xiaohu Lake, with a low mood and continued to cultivate, or rather, continue diving.
If it weren't for fear of upsetting its master, Silver Horn really wanted to let out a loud shout or two, to vent the frustration in its heart.
But now it can only honestly return to its own old nest and dive, who let itself be someone's magical pet.
If you don't behave yourself, you might even lose your position as a demon's familiar.
Silver corner has some sadness and depression at the same time, but also retains some expectations.
The master in front of me is so young and yet so formidable, following him might not be a bad deal, who knows, my beast life might take a drastic turn.
There's a strong master covering himself, it's also a good thing, maybe he can follow the master to see the world outside the mountain range, instead of hiding in this small pond, Yin Jiao yearned for his future life.
Anything is possible.
Affected by Yin Jiao's idea, Mo Xin was speechless, and he had taken in a top-quality ninth-level magic beast.
Mo Xin shook his head, cutting off Yin Jue's thoughts. He was too lazy to listen to its strange ideas, and let it think whatever it wanted. Anyway, Mo Xin wouldn't be leaving the Dali Mountains for a short while. His goal this time in seclusion was to form a Golden Elixir.
Jīn Dān is very important, Mò Xīn needs a quiet and safe environment, he doesn't want any trouble, otherwise it will be a big hassle.
Caution is necessary.
Now that there is a place and no one to disturb him, it's time to start preparing for cultivation, Mo Xin thought.
Mo Xin set up several warning arrays and some maze arrays around the mountain valley using magic crystal stones, then built a few simple houses with wood by the small lake. His requirements for the house were not high, as long as it could block the wind and rain.
Anyway, he doesn't care much about these things.
From then on, Mo Xin began his own secluded and ascetic life.
This life is very regular, every day practicing Qi, refining Dan, making medicine, studying the magic of this world, alchemy and magic arrays.
Either sneak out of the valley to take a look around, or go deep into the mountains to see those sacred magic beasts, and then pick up some medicinal materials on the way back. After a period of time, Mo Xin became very familiar with the Dali Mountains, just like his own home. He basically knew the territory of all high-level magic beasts and their approximate strength.
The Dali Mountains are rarely visited by people, and many medicinal herbs have grown in abundance. If one is lucky, they may come across some relatively precious medicinal herbs, which can guarantee that Mo Xin's alchemy and gold-making experiments will not be interrupted.
If the magic core is insufficient, Mo Xin will also unknowingly and quietly leave the mountain valley to find a more secluded place, kill some magical beasts, and bring back the magic core along with the corpse.
Of course, Mo Xin generally doesn't choose sacred-level demons, and the number of demons he kills each time isn't very large either.
Mo Xin's estimate was correct, there were fourteen saint-level magical beasts in the Dali Mountain Range, and their strength was really not ordinary.
These fourteen sacred-level demon beasts, some of them had red eyes, top-grade demon cores and various top-grade alchemy materials. It would be a good choice to take them in as subordinates or bring them back to Mo Jia and the others as bodyguards. However, Mo Xin was relatively restrained and didn't make a move.
The water in this world will never be too shallow, otherwise the sacred magic beasts in the Dali Mountain Range would have brought down the Dragon Empire with the magic beasts below, and the Dragon Empire would not have been passed down for tens of thousands of years.
As for how much power the Divine Dragon Empire had secretly accumulated, Mo Xin was a little curious.
If there's an opportunity, these sacred magical beasts won't be easily let go by Mo Xin.
Waiting in the Dali Mountain Range, the high-level demon beast Mo Xin had eaten quite a bit of barbecue. His spatial bag had many seasonings inside, and even after roasting for decades, the demon beast meat didn't have any problems.
No choice, he's a person who dislikes trouble, so he bought dozens of kilograms of seasonings at once, which can guarantee that he won't need to buy them again for a long time.
Barbecuing is also a good way to practice fire magic control.
If there's an opportunity, it can be sold as a secret recipe.
Mo Xin's past life achievements in array techniques were not weak. Now, in this world, he encountered a brand new array technique system that piqued his interest.
In the past, it was difficult for him to find time and space to focus on his studies at home in Tokyo, but now that he has the conditions, Muxin spent a lot of time and energy on it.
Often have new ideas, go to the valley to try, after a long time, the magic arrays and formations in the valley are a big pile, even Silverhorn and small monsters have to walk carefully, otherwise they will accidentally fall into the formation, by the time Mo Xin leads them out, they are already covered in scars.
Mo Xin refined the elixir and alchemy pills, while Yin Jiao and Xiao Guai also benefited greatly. A large amount of elixirs and pills were shared between the two, although initially they were forced to be his test subjects, suffering a lot in the process. However, the benefits they gained were substantial.
In the end, it was just that Yin Jiao, who feared death, was very proactive every time, with a mentality of rushing to the execution ground, eating Mo Xin's refined dan medicine and medicinal elixirs.
According to Yinjiao's thinking, it's better to face the music and take the medicine, even if the process is painful, because the reward after taking the medicine is great.
Can't escape, might as well enjoy it then, Yin Jiao thought helplessly.
After becoming Mo Xin's demonic pet, Yin Jiao's strength grew extremely fast, which made Yin Jiao very happy and no longer cared about being Mo Xin's demonic pet, even starting to feel proud and honored in a subtle way.
The strong are revered; in this world, humans and magical beasts alike place the most importance on actual strength.
The strength increase of a 9th-level demon beast is usually very slow, after all, the 9th level strength is already quite strong, and the starting point is too high, so progress is naturally very slow.
Like Silverhorn, a 9th-level demonic beast, there is no special opportunity to advance to a holy beast, and it may be stuck at level 9 forever.
Although the lifespan of a 9th-level demon beast is much longer than that of humans, as long as it cannot advance to a holy beast, it will eventually die. However, once it advances to a holy beast, its lifespan will increase greatly, allowing it to continue striving for an even higher realm.
No one, nor any advanced magical creature with human-like intelligence, wants to live for several hundred years more.
To live, it's worth giving up a little bit of unimportant dignity.
As long as one is alive, there is still hope for a better future; once dead, everything is over, and what dignity is left?
Now Mo Xin has given Yin Jiao this hope, so Yin Jiao will follow him with a determined heart.
Anyway, Yin Jiao has tasted the sweetness and of course also eaten a lot of bitterness, but a little bitterness can be completely ignored in front of the sweetness.
As for the Devouring Demon Mouse, it's a different story every day. The monster's body was strengthened by Mo Xin's potion to the point where it could rival ordinary soldiers' weapons directly. Its claws and teeth were even sharper than regular weapons.
It's entirely possible to imagine what kind of realm Xiao Guai's abilities could reach in the future, perhaps becoming a divine weapon that can destroy anything, a true monster.
