Taming Beasts and Cultivating Immortality from Two Realms

Chapter 28 Southern Wilderness Language

The best way to become fluent in a language is to communicate in it more often.

So Chen Beiwu didn't use his spiritual sense, but communicated in the Southern Wilderness language: "Are you okay?"

Mo Li stayed where he was, still not reacting.

"Could it be that the female cultivator had a trick up her sleeve, and the Southern Wilderness language in the jade slip is wrong?" Chen Beiwu frowned slightly.

Only then did Mo Li come back to his senses.

She took two steps back, glanced at the five red snakes lying dead on the ground, and bowed respectfully to Chen Beiwu: "Sir, were you the one who saved me just now?"

"Yeah." Chen Beiwu nodded and continued to test the Southern Wilderness language.

He cast his gaze towards Shi Zhongcao and asked, "Where are you from, and where is this place?"

Mo Li blinked his dark eyes, took light steps, and stood in front of the stone grass with a confused look on his face. "Sir, what are you talking about?"

Chen Beiwu changed to a more common question: "What's your name, and where is this place?"

"My name is Mo Li, and the people in the village call this place the Wilderness Mountain." She said truthfully.

"You are willing to sacrifice your life for this herb. It seems you know it?" Chen Beiwu said bluntly.

Mo Li's dark cheeks flushed with shame as she guessed, "This should be the Green Crystal Herb. It can be sold for a lot of silver at a pharmacy."

Chen Beiwu was a little surprised.

There are many different names for herbs, which is normal because they are called differently in different places.

But Stone Grass is at least a second-level spiritual medicine, and it is not a treasure that can be bought with just a few dollars.

"This thing is destined to be with me, but after all, you were the first to discover this herb." Chen Beiwu pondered.

Hearing this, Mo Li clenched his fists nervously.

Although she had never been to a town and didn't see much, she knew a little.

The village chief was a prominent figure in the surrounding area, with a wife and thirteen concubines serving him, and he could eat meat every meal. But even so, the village chief's most formal clothes were not as good-looking as the nobleman in front of him.

From this we can see that the other party is a big shot that even the village chief cannot afford to offend, and a noble person whose words can decide his life or death.

No matter what decision the other party made, even if it was to take away the Green Crystal Herb, she had to accept it obediently, otherwise the Five Red Snake would be her fate.

But if this happens, Dad will...

Thinking of this, Mo Li mustered up his courage and looked directly at Chen Beiwu: "Sir, you saved me, I will serve you as a servant to repay you, but this herb was discovered by me, can you please leave it to me?"

At this point, she closed her eyes and said weakly, "If it really doesn't work, I can give you my life back, but I'll have to wait a few days for it to be returned to you."

The other party saved her life, so logically she shouldn't care about a spiritual herb at all.

But Mo Li had no choice. The family had no money. If he couldn't raise enough money for the medical treatment, it would be difficult for his father to survive.

Rather than watching her father die, she would rather repay the other party's kindness with her own life.

Hearing this, Chen Beiwu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why would I want your life for no reason? Forget about repaying the favor. Without you, I wouldn't have discovered this magical herb."

Seeing Chen Beiwu's gentle attitude, Mo Li couldn't help but open his eyes wide: "So what do you mean?"

"Stretch out your hand."

As Chen Beiwu finished speaking, Mo Li obediently stretched out his dark and rough palm.

"Is this silver enough?" Chen Beiwu put down a silver ingot weighing about fifty taels.

"Enough, enough." Mo Li nodded repeatedly.

Such a large amount of silver is enough to buy five of her, not to mention the Green Crystal Herb. Seeing this, Chen Beiwu smiled without any disdain.

Mortals love gold and silver, while monks pursue spirit stones. The former pursue glory and wealth, while the latter pursue strength and longevity. There is no essential difference between the two, and they are both pursuing the desires in their hearts.

Crouching down, Chen Beiwu carefully dug out the grass from the stone and put it away. He then looked at Mo Li and said, "Where is your village? Take me there."

"Sir, please follow me." Mo Li hurried forward to lead the way, his movements efficient and decisive.

Chen Beiwu used his spiritual sense to search the surroundings as he moved forward while communicating with Mo Li, purely as a way to practice the Southern Wilderness language and understand the situation in this world.

Mo Li's village, called Shuanghe Village because it's close to two rivers, has over a hundred households. When villagers need supplies, they organize a group to travel to the nearest town, Shuishan, to trade.

As for the situation outside Shuishan Town, Mo Li knew nothing about it. She only knew that Shuishan Town belonged to Zeguo, and that Zeguo had an immortal master who could fly with a sword.

After all, he was still young at heart. Seeing Chen Beiwu's friendly attitude, Mo Li couldn't help but ask boldly: "Sir, are you a warrior, or the legendary immortal master?"

"It doesn't matter." Chen Beiwu said calmly.

Mo Li lowered his head, his tone becoming depressed, "Okay."

After crossing a hill and passing through a rugged path, two clear streams gradually came into Chen Beiwu's sight.

A mile away from the stream, there are hundreds of houses scattered around, with smoke rising from the roofs of every household.

"Sir, that's my home. Would you like to come over and sit for a while?" Mo Li boldly invited.

"Okay." Chen Beiwu nodded.

Under the curious gaze of the surrounding villagers, Mo Li took him all the way to a simple wooden house.

Before entering the house, Chen Beiwu "saw" through his spiritual sense a skinny man lying on a bed of hay, looking like he was dying.

"Dad, I'm back."

After shouting this, Mo Li bowed to Chen Beiwu and asked, "Sir, I want to buy some medicine. Can you help me?"

She still understands the principle of the fox borrowing the tiger's power to bully others.

If she wasn't accompanied by an adult, she wouldn't dare take fifty taels of silver to buy medicine, as it would easily lead to something bad happening.

"It's just a little typhoid fever. I can cure it." Chen Beiwu pushed open the wooden door.

"Ari, who is this?"

When the skinny man saw Chen Beiwu appear, a trace of fear appeared on his face.

"Dad, this man is a very good person. He saved me in the mountains." Mo Li reminded.

Hearing the beginning, the skinny man quickly forced a stiff smile.

nice guy?

Silly daughter, there are no good people in this world!
But this man was well-dressed and had fair skin. He looked like a rich young man from outside. Villagers like them couldn't afford to offend him.

But when he heard his daughter's next words, the skinny man's face immediately changed, and his eyes showed worry: "What, you went to the barren mountain again!"

"No, I was just picking up some firewood at the foot of the mountain." After lying, Mo Li looked at Chen Beiwu: "Sir, you just said that my father's illness can be cured. Is that true?"

Chen Beiwudao: "Of course, I never lie."

His only shortcoming is that he is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see the suffering in the world.

So the fact that he was willing to take the initiative to save Mo Li's father had nothing to do with the Stone Grass being worth six hundred spirit stones.

"Please save my father, sir. I am willing to do anything." Mo Li took out the silver with both hands and wanted to kneel on the ground to beg.

(End of this chapter)