Chaos Spirit Field

A thousand meters above the sky, aboard a flying boat sat four middle-aged individuals: three men and one woman. If Zhao Shanhe had seen them, he would have recognized one of them as Tan Tai Mieming, the leader of the Qingniu Sect. The other three were his equals, their identities readily apparent. They were Hei Long, the leader of the Black Water Sect; Bai Jian, the leader of the Sky Sword Sect; and Gao Hong, the leader of the Lihuo Sect. No wonder the Lihuo Sect's disciples looked so flamboyant; their leader was a woman. Speaking of which, all four leaders were narcissistic.

Heilong couldn't help but tease Zhao Shanhe when he heard his words, "Old Yin, your grandson-in-law is quite arrogant. Isn't it a bit too much to call him a young man? He really deserves a beating. Is he really capable? Don't let him fail at the critical moment and capsize in the ditch. Then your precious granddaughter will be left a widow at such a young age. How pitiful! How about this, my grandson, Hei Jin Gang, is a handsome man. You might consider him as your grandson-in-law."

Most people wouldn't dare to call the leader of the Qingniu Sect by the nickname Lao Yin. Only the leader of the Black Water Sect, relying on his own high level of cultivation, dared to call the leader of the Qingniu Sect by that name.

Tan Tai Mieming responded expressionlessly, "Don't worry, Brother Hei. My grandson-in-law is very fierce. If he kills the wrong person, please don't feel bad, Brother Hei."

Black Dragon replied domineeringly, "Your skills are inferior to others, so you deserve to die. I heard that your grandson-in-law has a close relationship with the Third Miss of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and seems to be her nephew. If anything happens to him, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to him."

"Brother Hei, don't worry about this. Zhao Shanhe is a smart brat and won't die so easily." Tan Tai Mieming answered confidently.

"That's true. That kid is indeed cunning. When he used the monster-luring grass to cause chaos in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain, he took the opportunity to sneak into the Pixiang's lair and cleaned it out. My grandson and his men rushed over, but they didn't even find a single monster hair. The Pixiang cave was cleaned out really well. What did your grandson-in-law do before?" The Black Dragon complained indignantly.

"Zhao Shanhe was originally in charge of cleaning the animal sheds at the Spirit Beast Pavilion. I guess he developed the habit then. After this is over, I'll have a good talk with him. I hope he can leave a piece of animal hair for your grandson next time."

Tan Tai Mieming's teasing displeased Black Dragon. He snorted coldly and said, "He's just a person with five elements spiritual roots. Only you regard him as a treasure. My grandson is a hundred times stronger than him."

"Brother Hei, after this matter is settled, how about finding a chance to let your grandson Black King Kong compete with Zhao Shanhe? Let's make a small bet, how about a flying sword of treasure-level?" Tan Tai Mieming raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looking at Hei Long with a smile.

"Old Yin, everyone knows you're calculating. Who would be stupid enough to bet with you?" Black Dragon said unhappily, but then changed the subject, "By the way, does your nephew-in-law actually know how to cultivate spiritual herbs?"

"Brother Hei, regarding this matter, I have personally gone to check out the place he mentioned. It should be the backup plan left by Yang Dingtian, the former rebel of the Demon Sect. Unfortunately, the formation has been destroyed. It may not be easy to imitate it again. It is fortunate that Zhao Shanhe happened to encounter it, otherwise there would be a lot of suffering." Tan Tai Mieming sighed.

"Old Yin, spiritual herbs grow in clusters. If you still have some, give me two. I'll pay a high price."

"Brother Hei, if we were truly related, I would have given you two plants. There really aren't any left. When Zhao Shanhe returned home to visit his family, he did manage to get quite a few spiritual herbs. I believed his lies and thought he'd used them all up. Later, I learned he still had nine plants hidden on him. It really scared me!"

Black Dragon said with a playful smile: "Nine spiritual herbs! That's enough to destroy the entire Qingniu Sect. Who would believe that a young man in the Qi Refining Stage could deceive you, Old Yin?"

Tan Tai Mieming said bitterly, "Even tigers nap sometimes. Zhao Shanhe used the raw stone shell to seal the aura of the spiritual nourishing grass. If I had known earlier, I would have let him take the spiritual nourishing grass to Wan Yao Mountain. I should have searched his storage bag thoroughly and not let him waste these precious spiritual nourishing herbs in vain!"

"Old Yin, Zhao Shanhe was able to deceive you. He is indeed extraordinary. Nine spiritual herbs can destroy the market in Wan Yao Mountain."

"Actually, there weren't that many. When Zhao Shanhe went to Myriad Monsters Mountain, he only had three on him. When I heard about it, I rushed to find him and found the only two left in his storage bag. He had already given the other six to my grandson, and they kept it a secret. If they had told me, none of them would have been wasted! It's such a waste!"

Gao Hong, the head of the Lihuo Sect, couldn't stand it any longer. This wasn't a complaint, it was clearly a naked show-off. She said, "Head of Tantai, I know you have a good grandson-in-law. Let's discuss how to deal with the invasion of the Wuxiang Sect of Xizhou."

Black Dragon said, "Master Gao, who can be more cunning than Master Tan Tai? Just follow his plan and you won't suffer any loss."

From this we can see that Heilong and Tantai Mieming have a good relationship. Only good friends can joke with each other so unscrupulously.

The four sect leaders on the flying boat waited for the show to begin. On the ground, numerous disciples from the immortal sects had already entered the Immortal Grass Secret Realm in an orderly manner. Only one thousand people could enter at a time, requiring a total of ten teleportations.

Zhao Shanhe was one of the first cultivators to enter. When he was getting ready to go, he received a message from Tan Tai Yulong saying that someone had tampered with his storage bag and put tracking powder in it.

In fact, even if Tan Tai Yulong didn't say it, Zhao Shanhe knew that the headmaster had already reminded him and assigned him a new task.

A flash of white light passed by, and Zhao Shanhe was teleported to the Secret Realm of Immortal Grass. He found that the fog in the Secret Realm of Immortal Grass was thicker than that in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain. This phenomenon should be caused by the extremely abundant spiritual energy and miasma blending together here.

Jade Grass, Nine-Herb, Moonflower… Zhao Shanhe enthusiastically collected various spiritual herbs, no single one escaping his keen gaze. A blinding crimson light shone brightly through the mist, like a beacon, guiding the way forward.

The spiritual herbs that could be grown in the Chaos Spiritual Field had to be living, whether mature or tender. As long as they emitted a red glow, they could be planted. Zhao Shanhe tried to pick only mature spiritual herbs, not disrupting the ecological balance, and he also took advantage of rare tender plants, not wanting to throw away something just because it was too young.