Ball Ball Cultivation

The little monkeys bouncing around on the ground—oh, that's a gibbon. The little girl with the big red flower on her head—if I'm not mistaken, it's a Piranha plant. The tall, moving purple bamboo, from which the shadow of a two-year-old child in a purple bellyband occasionally appears—must be the Purple Sound Thunder Bamboo, a rare treasure for surviving thunder tribulations. And those grasses and ginseng, all hiding in the soil, are so adorable.

Hongyu led the two tiger cubs to the center of the clearing and asked the long-armed ape to come over and fight them. The tiger cubs roared twice, and the ape roared twice, engaging in a friendly exchange in animal language. Then the two tiger cubs lunged at the ape, who, unfazed, easily knocked one down with a single palm strike. The tiger cubs rose again and lunged again, each grabbing a leg, only to be kicked away by the ape. Then, the ape started scratching and biting them, leaving a trail of fur all over the ground. Finally, all three lay on the ground, glaring fiercely at each other.

Hongyu walked over, reached out and picked up the two little ones, felt them up and down, frowned, and said to the long-armed ape: "Dabai, you will be responsible for taking care of these two from now on. When you go to the Beast Tribe's old lecture, you can take them to listen in. The actual combat will still be here."

He took another look at the two tigers lying on the ground: "Do you want to live with Dabai or your elders?" The two guys looked at Qiuqiu and said in unison: "Live with Dabai!" This showed that they were inspired by the defeat just now.

Bai Er added: "After defeating Dabai, live with the elders." This is the little tigress who still cannot leave her mother's arms.

Qiuqiu was still hesitating about the decision, and Mo Yan asked, "If we live with Dabai, how often can we see each other?" This was probably asked on behalf of Qiuqiu. The tiger cub had already restrained his bloodline, and it would be difficult to check unless he was a close relative or a powerful person, so he was relieved.

"Every day, as long as I finish my homework and can get up on my own, I can go back to see you."

"Then live with Dabai and study hard."

After making the decision, Qiuqiu and the others were led back to where they had been staying. They were told to do as they pleased, and then he went back to teaching the kids! That speed was truly worthy of the Fire Thunderbird, which was famous for its speed.

Qiuqiu simply found a large tree, chose a gentle branch, and built a small tree house about three meters square. He spread out the blanket and was about to go to sleep when he remembered Mo Yan and asked, "Do you want me to take out another tree house?"

Mo Yan was speechless after seeing this series of actions. Seeing Qiuqiu kindly asking him, he quickly put aside his arrogance, nodded quickly, and pointed to the bamboo forest in the distance: "Put it in the open space in the bamboo forest for me. It needs to be bigger. Is there one made of bamboo? That would be better."

Qiuqiu wanted to curse. She was just being polite. She hadn't slept well these days and wanted to have a good rest. Why was it so difficult!

Qiuqiu said expressionlessly, "We don't have bamboo ones. We have a slightly bigger one. Do you want one?"

Mo Yan could also feel Qiuqiu's emotions, and quickly nodded and agreed: "Yes!"

Qiuqiu placed the wooden house for Mo Yan, returned to his own tree house, climbed a vine ladder more than five meters high, came to the tree house, activated the formation plate, and fell asleep.

Three days of practice, comprehension, rest and sleep had passed. Qiuqiu's practice had improved a bit, and he was almost able to reach the ninth level of Qi training. However, after completing several big circles, he still could not break through that barrier.

Qiuqiu suppressed his impatience and wandered through the woods beneath the trees. Unconsciously, he wandered into the bamboo forest and saw Mo Yan, seated on a thick, bent bamboo, lost in thought. A gentle breeze blew around, and the leaves swayed, a truly beautiful sight. Noticing Qiuqiu's arrival, Mo Yan glanced at him and said, "Go meet the clan leader later and see if you can achieve your goal."

When Qiuqiu heard this, his eyes lit up: "Okay."

Qiuqiu and his friends were led to a dense tree by a red, yellow, and blue bird that was the size of a palm and could speak human language. The tree had branches growing all around it, forming a forest. The tree was a fire-attributed banyan tree that had already developed intelligence, which was very conducive to the reproduction of the fire thunderbirds. The fire thunderbirds' excrement and the overflowing spiritual energy from their practice were even more beneficial to the growth of the fire banyan trees. It was truly a mutually beneficial symbiosis and a win-win situation for both parties.

On a flat branch where the branches parted from the water, sat a young woman with fiery red hair, and behind her sat a handsome middle-aged man with dark red hair. Seeing Mo Yan and Qiuqiu coming up together, he stood up to greet them: "Welcome to the distinguished guests from the Heavenly Demon Forest. We apologize for not coming in person. Please take a seat."

Mo Yan returned the gift, and Qiuqiu followed suit. "This is Qinglu Flower Tea, it can calm the restless fire spirit in your body. Please."

Mo Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip, praising: "Yes, my name is Mo Yan, lurking in the Mohuan Bamboo Forest of the Heavenly Demon Forest."

"Oh, Mo Wu is it?"

"My biological mother."

"It was fate. After I transformed, I traveled to the eastern part of the Heavenly Demon Forest and accidentally entered the Mohuan Bamboo Forest. I almost got lost, but your mother was the one who set me free. So many years have passed, and I didn't expect her son to have grown up so much. How are they doing now?"

"Searching for an opportunity to ascend, but never returned."

"Who are those two little tigers you brought?"

"A friend entrusted me with this, from the Tiger Tribe."

"The Tiger Tribe has its own complete and more suitable clan school. Is it because the tribe is now in chaos due to internal and external collusion?"

Mo Yan glanced at the young tribe leader, thinking, "You can still know so much in the deep forests of the volcano! No wonder they say the Feather Tribe is the best at gathering intelligence!" He couldn't resist. He added, "I hope the Fire Tribe leader keeps this secret. I know it's safe here, and our tribe has a long history, all descended from the bloodlines of ancient mythical beasts, so I came here specifically to learn."

The red-haired beauty felt comfortable with the subtle compliment and agreed readily.

He even said, "They are all descendants of ancient mythical beasts, but they were fooled by a few foxes. I really don't know what to say. They even entrusted their promising young people to their friends and scattered them. It seems that the situation is more serious than we know!"

Mo Yan was about to reveal more when the conversation suddenly fell silent. Qiuqiu was also confused. The general idea was that the tiger tribe had been tricked by the fox tribe, and now the situation was chaotic, with the tiger cubs having to flee and be dispersed.

After a moment of silence, Mo Yan could only speak up when no one answered. "Head of the Fire Clan, I wonder if I can trade you a fire-attributed spiritual plant of the fourth rank or higher. Either a seedling or a grown plant is fine."

The Fire Tribe leader nearly crushed the teacup in her hand when she heard the first half of the sentence. A fifth-grade Hokage tree had matured in the past few days, and she and her partner had been protecting it, which was why they hadn't immediately met with Mo Yan and his group. She relaxed when she heard the second half, as it seemed they weren't targeting the Hokage tree.

Seeing their expressions relax, Qiuqiu immediately pulled out a jade box. Inside was a living seedling from the cloud grass, grown in an interstellar petri dish. It was also a fifth-grade spiritual plant. The Fire Clan Leader took a look at it and was very satisfied. They were all fire-attributed monsters. Every time they leveled up, they had to endure the scorching heat. If they were not careful, their spiritual power would surge and the upgrade would fail. Because the bloodline of the divine beast Suzaku was becoming increasingly thin, some tribesmen could not withstand the burning and burned themselves to death during the upgrade.

This cloud and mist grass is a water-attributed spiritual plant. It grows wherever there's rich water aura and water. It naturally condenses a water mist field, making it incredibly concealed. If Mo Yan's true form weren't a master at creating illusions and ignoring them, no one would have found them. Once in the psychedelic realm, they automatically sense danger and flee or disappear. Before advancing, members of the tribe cultivate near the cloud and mist grass to calm their demonic energy, a crucial aid in their advancement.

The Fire Tribe leader readily accepted the offer. "I'm very satisfied with your offer. I can only give you a fifth-grade spirit plant, the Naruto Tree seed, and a fourth-grade fire-attribute spirit plant, the Flame Grass. It's not mature yet, but it's over three hundred years old. Is that okay?"

Qiuqiu couldn't hide his excitement on his face, it was finally going to be complete!

Mo Yan nodded: "Please trouble you, Fire Clan Leader."

After the handover, I said goodbye and returned to my tree house. Qiuqiu, feeling relieved, quickly activated the array plate and began to practice. After running a few large cycles, he successfully advanced to the ninth level of Qi training. He entered the space to wash away the impurities discharged by the next level.

Qiuqiu reflected quietly: The completion of the formation nearly became a demon within him. Fortunately, he discovered it in time. Otherwise, at best, his cultivation would have stagnated, or at worst, he would have been haunted by his demons and died. Everything he did was in accordance with his heart, never reckless, never greedy. He had been in this world for less than four years, diligently cultivating, improving daily, never slacking off. However, cultivation is about discarding the false and retaining the true. He had no idea what his true self was, but he remained steadfast on his path, diligently cultivating. After ascending to the immortal realm, he would bring his parents and family to the world of cultivation. This was his current goal. So, was my path the path of protection and strength? A variety of thoughts flooded his mind.

This time of meditation and reflection has greatly improved my state of mind, and I have also understood the traces of my own Tao, which has pointed out the direction for future practice.