Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

Then a smile appeared on He Ling's face. "How about this? If you all surrender now and give me a thousand spirit stones each, I won't pursue what happened just now. How about that?"

A look of contemplation appeared on the faces of the remaining five cultivators. Thousands of spirit stones were not a lot. If this could really resolve the grudge with the evil man holding the spiritual treasure, it would be a profitable deal.

A cultivator spoke up, "Fellow Daoist, how many spirit stones do you want?"

The smile on He Ling's face deepened, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Not good! Everyone, don't fall for her tricks. This woman has just activated her spiritual treasure twice. She must be running low on spiritual energy right now. She's stalling for time to recover her energy."

This sentence immediately awakened the other cultivators. Yes, if they possessed a spiritual treasure that was comparable to the magical instruments of a foundation-building cultivator, would they still waste time talking to others? A single fan would have already reduced you to ashes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the five people rushed towards He Ling, either offering talismans or spiritual weapons.

He Ling's face was still full of smiles. She looked with appreciation at the young monk who had spoken out to awaken the others.

"You are smart, but it's a pity that you are a little late."

After saying this, he waved the folding fan violently at everyone.

Everyone's pupils constricted, and they dared not rush towards He Ling anymore. They quickly dodged to the side. Everyone rolled on the ground and realized that nothing had happened in front of them.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, He Ling's second fan had already come down, and this time it was the real deal.

A gust of wind blew, and then the invisible wind sickle in the air cut through the protective spiritual shields of these people like cutting tofu.

After a while, only some broken limbs and flesh were left.

He Ling swung the fan three times in a row. Her originally rosy face had turned a little pale, and her body was shaking a little. The folding fan in her hand, without the support of spiritual power, shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a moment, it returned to the size of the palm of her hand and was held in He Ling's hand.

He reached out and stroked his forehead, "Qing'er, take me to a secluded place first."

Qing'er in the sleeve nodded, then jumped out of He Ling's sleeve. Her body grew bigger in the blink of an eye and turned into a giant snake more than ten meters long. The snake's tail stretched to He Ling's waist, and with a roll, it lifted He Ling into the air.

After spitting out the bright red tongue, Qing'er found a bush and placed He Ling among the bushes. Then she looked at He Ling with some worry.

As soon as He Ling sat down, he took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag, poured out two brown pills and swallowed them. Only then did He Ling feel better.

Seeing Qing'er's worried look, He Ling smiled and said, "Qing'er, don't worry, it's just the aftereffects of excessive spiritual energy consumption."

"However, I didn't expect that the spiritual power consumption of the spiritual treasure would be so terrifying." As she spoke, there was a hint of fear in her eyes. If the spiritual power was used up like this when fighting the enemy, I'm afraid...

Looking at the folding fan in her hand, she felt both love and hate for a moment.

This Swift Wind Scythe Fan is the most powerful item she got in Tianning Market. It is a spiritual weapon - a spiritual treasure - that can be compared with the magic weapon of the foundation-building cultivators!

He Ling has been doing business with no capital in these years, and she usually uses spiritual medicine to offset her daily expenses. Therefore, the spiritual stones she has accumulated have already made her richer than most foundation-building cultivators. This is why she was able to exchange this spiritual treasure from a small family that once produced a foundation-building cultivator but is now in decline.

However, there are generally no fights in Tianning Market, and He Ling did not dare to use this magical treasure in front of someone's door, so this was the first time He Ling used this magical treasure.

He Ling was satisfied with the power. Although those cultivators were just independent cultivators, they were all at the ninth level of Qi Refining. If they stood together, a single blow of a fan would be enough to defeat them.

It's just that this spiritual energy consumption...

"It seems that this spiritual treasure can only serve as a backup."

He Ling felt a little regretful, after all, it was quite refreshing to kill someone with one blow.

But the first thing to do now is to restore the spiritual power to its peak state.

Shaking off other thoughts from his mind, He Ling took out another medium-grade spirit stone, held it in his hand, and started meditating.

Another day and night passed like this before He Ling finally opened her eyes. During this time, Qing'er expanded her body a little more and directly wrapped He Ling under her body.

He Ling felt a warm feeling in her heart, but she didn't say anything. She gently patted Qing'er's body. The green snake understood and quickly shrank again. She glanced at He Ling and confirmed that she was fine before she got into He Ling's sleeve.

After walking out of the bushes and forward for a while, you will reach the previous battlefield.

The first thing I saw was that the soil had been scraped off in several places.

A trace of regret flashed through He Ling's mind. This spiritual treasure was indeed powerful, but the only drawback was that the storage bags of those cultivators were also destroyed. Otherwise, she would have a lot of spoils in her hands now.

However, this thought only flashed through He Ling's mind and she put it behind her. There is no perfect thing in the world. She knew this truth from the beginning.

After walking for a while, He Ling realized something. Although it was indeed very safe for her to walk, the number of spiritual herbs she had to collect was not a small number. Moreover, most of these spiritual herbs grew in some dangerous places and were far apart from each other. If she walked by herself, she might not be able to walk to all these places even in four months. Moreover, if she went too late, those spiritual herbs would probably have been picked up by other cultivators.

For a moment, He Ling was in a dilemma. If he wanted to be safe, he would have to collect spiritual herbs slower than others. If he wanted to collect spiritual herbs, he would not be able to hide himself quietly like before.