Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 324 Animal Husbandry

Song Kezi was really looking forward to this exchange between the two groups. He had started packing his luggage early on. Although he wasn't very skilled, he had collected quite a few trinkets over the years.

"Hehe, bring this along too. It can send a chill down people's spines and make them think that something terrible is about to happen."

"Should we bring this shovel? It doesn't seem very useful... but it's really convenient for digging..."

"Yes, yes, yes, we have to bring this. It can make someone's hair stand on end and pretend to be extremely angry!"

……

Song Kezi wasn't the only one with inside information.

Xu San'er was studying the map.

“In this remote and impoverished place, spiritual herbs and minerals should be extremely scarce, but unfortunately… the business has been taken over by others, huh? Such a large area of ​​land is actually used entirely for planting Hemp.”

"This thing is mostly used for destructive objects such as fireballs and lightning balls, so... it's used to trade for high-grade resources?"

"Hey! The thing their Xiaotian Sect lacks most is actually Bigu Pills!"

"This sect is interesting. The price of Bigu Pills is high, and the basic material structure is about to collapse, but it still tries to curry favor with outsiders and maintain the dignity of a 'powerful sect' and wants to emulate the Star-Picking Tower."

"Unstable foundation, yet taking big steps!"

As the saying goes, every profession has its own way of doing things.

After pondering for a long time, Xu San'er realized that this sect was deeply entrenched in problems and would easily collapse if the "external aid" stopped.

It's all show and no substance!

These deeply entrenched sects may have already recognized their problems, but if they stop, they will only collapse even faster.

It wasn't just external factors; their disciples had an extremely strong sense of honor and believed themselves to be incredibly powerful, on par with the four major sects.

If we stop now, the internal structure will fall apart first.

Something is wrong!

Xu San'er suddenly felt a chill run through his body. How should Xiaotian Sect resolve its own crisis?

That must be achieved by relying on the top-tier military force they have cultivated to plunder resources from the outside and then use them to nourish themselves!

This is a place of trouble... This is simply a place of trouble!

"No, I need to calm down!"

At this time, Zhaixinglou sent out four of its personal disciples. Although it seemed like lambs to the slaughter, Zhaixinglou could surely see the problem if they could see it themselves.

So... we have to risk everything and pull off a big heist!

Doing a big business that will leave no descendants?

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Zhu Wuyao was in Gu Yiguan's courtyard, using his personal connections to look at the list of disciples for this exchange.

Without even knowing the structure of the Xiaotian Sect, she frowned deeply, her expression shifting dramatically, and asked:

"Is this an adventure led by the next generation of the Star-Picking Tower's core members?"

If something unexpected happens in the middle—for example, if the Juque Sect abandons the Xiaotian Sect as a thorn in their side and also wants to bury the next generation of cultivators who can uphold the reputation of the Zhaixing Tower—then wouldn't that wipe them all out!

"Don't worry, Sect Leader Fang and the elders in the Hall of Offerings will live for a long time. Even if something happens to us, we can quickly raise the next generation and won't shake the foundation of the Star-Picking Tower."

?

Hearing this, Zhu Wuyao was filled with questions before she finally understood Senior Sister Gu's logic—

"Since they cannot shake the foundation of the Star-Picking Tower, and would instead face strong retaliation, wouldn't the enemy choose this option given the imbalance between risk and reward?"

Gu Yiguan nodded slightly and said:

"Some things may seem risky, but in fact they are foolproof."

Zhu Wuyao then realized that he was using the mindset of his previous life to consider matters of the cultivation world.

In the past life, people's lifespan had a limit. When the successor was killed, there might not be enough time to raise a new generation, which would cause many families to decline and fall apart.

The cultivation world is different.

Therefore, the considerations for weighing many things are completely different, and past concepts cannot be directly applied.

"What is the ultimate goal this time?"

Gu Yiguan put away the list and replied:

"Junior Sister He Yiqi risked her life and her whereabouts are currently unknown. She has probably fallen into the hands of the Xiaotian Sect."

"Can't we just cast a divination?"

"This is precisely the consideration after casting the divination."

Zhu Wuyao nodded.

It seems that this time, they need to negotiate with the Xiaotian Sect to rescue Senior Sister He Yiqi.

No wonder he brought so many people.

The Xiaotian Sect dared not touch this team, so if their secrets were discovered, they would have to hand them over.

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"Old Zhou, which of those golden pheasants has the best medicinal effect?"

"Is it possible?" asked Manager Li of Mohen Bookstore.

Zhou Fa flipped through the notebook and said:

"The Three-Heart Grass used to make Qi Condensation Pills!"

"Alright, add some more essential seasoning... and you're all done!"

Li Fuwei is mixing bird feed.

The same book can be viewed differently by ordinary people and by cultivators.

After seeing this, an ordinary person would want to get a pet.

However, after reading "The True and False Heiress," the two retired staff members of Mohen Bookstore wanted to contribute their remaining energy to improve the way of beast taming in the cultivation world.

As for why—I'm just idling around anyway!

Retirees should just farm a little land and raise some livestock!

The reason why the cultivation world today does not invest much energy and resources in the art of beast taming is that the input and the return are not proportional.

However, Li Fuwei and Zhou Fa not only had savings, but were also old, and their progress in their spiritual realm seemed to be a long way off.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! What did you put in this feed? Something seems off about this golden pheasant."

Li Fuwei rushed over, but before he could get a good look, the golden pheasant pecked through the wooden cage, its eyes flashing with a fierce red light.

"wrong!"

This golden pheasant is shedding its feathers!

No sooner had he finished speaking than the ferocious golden pheasant flapped its wings and charged toward Li Fuwei.

"Armor descends to quell the calamity!"

Zhou Fa let out a soft shout and immediately raised the protective shield to block the attack of the Phoenix-tailed Golden Pheasant!

He looked at the frenzied bird, which seemed to be going mad and was shedding its feathers wildly, with a look of astonishment on his face, and said:

"It went bald, but it also became stronger!"

And he's gone crazy!

"Hey! No, it's gone! It's gone! And it's getting faster! Quick, catch up!"

The two had been studying spirit beasts for some time.

Ideally, it should be spiritual, enlightened, able to form a comradeship with its owner, and able to be controlled, commanded, and assist in combat. Most importantly, the resources invested should be cost-effective!

But it seems that one cannot have both the ability to command and the unique spirituality!

They cannot even possess both combat prowess and mental sanity.

It can be either crazy and powerful, capable of forcibly controlling it to fight; or free and intelligent, meant to be a companion.

Indeed, there is no such thing as having it all in this world...

After a brief period of chaos, the Ink Trace Bookstore quickly returned to calm. After all, with two cultivators present, the pheasant wouldn't have caused any trouble if it hadn't been for the unexpected appearance of the golden pheasant.

Li Fuwei sighed softly, his face filled with worry:

"It still doesn't seem to be working."