Braised Dragon with Soy Sauce

Mo Yuming carefully sorted out the items he had obtained.

He first discarded the damaged items, and then discarded some larger items that were not very useful, most of which were weapons.

Although they are all good items, they seem extremely cumbersome and useless in this canyon.

Mo Yuming selected only two daggers, a sword, and a knife from them.

Of the two daggers, one was the dark, unremarkable one, which was the first weapon he acquired.

Although he didn't particularly like it, its peculiar appearance—neither metal nor wood—intrigued Mo Yuming, so he decided to stay.

The other dagger, on the contrary, gleamed with a cold light, was extremely sharp, and came with an extremely luxurious scabbard. Both the scabbard and the handle were inlaid with extremely precious seven-colored gemstones, making it the most eye-catching among the many weapons.

As for leaving behind a sword and a knife, it was purely for future use in cultivating profound martial arts.

Mo Yuming did not carefully select the items; he simply kept the ones that he felt were more suitable.

Other weapons, though of excellent quality, were practically useless to those trapped in the canyon; they could only be kept as decorations.

Therefore, Mo Yuming piled them all under that black stone tablet.

Mo Yuming kept all three pieces of protective soft armor.

The reason is quite simple: these three soft armors are finely crafted and of excellent quality, making them far superior to the coarse cloth and animal hides of today when used as clothing.

Mo Yuming also left behind all the gold, silver, and metal ores.

This was not because Mo Yuming was greedy, but because these gold and silver treasures could be melted down and used to make many exquisite tableware.

Bowls and chopsticks made of gold and silver are much more exquisite and practical than wooden basins and bowls.

Moreover, these gold and silver jewels are made of high-quality materials, making them much easier to forge than ore, which saves the old man Iron Bridge a lot of trouble.

Mo Yuming packed all the selected items into a large storage bag, which was nearly ten feet in diameter. Among the five storage bags, it had the largest storage space.

In comparison, Mo Yuming's own storage bag, which was only two feet in size, seemed much inferior.

The storage bags were truly a valuable item. Mo Yuming collected all five storage bags, intending to distribute them to others after they left.

After all, most of those old men didn't have storage bags.

After the sweep was over, Mo Yuming did not want to linger there any longer.

Although the environment here is beautiful and the spiritual energy is much stronger than in the canyon, it is not a place to stay for long.

Mo Yuming felt uneasy if he stayed any longer.

He hurriedly bowed to the stone tablet again, then ran off in the direction he had come from.

Judging by the time, it has been at least three or four hours since we arrived at this underground palace.

Perhaps Xinlan and the others are already anxiously waiting outside.

Mo Yuming navigated quickly through the flowers and plants, relying on his memory.

However, as he walked, he felt something was wrong.

He noticed that some of the surrounding flowers and plants were different from when he arrived, and there were several varieties that he seemed to have never seen before.

Had they gotten lost? Mo Yuming felt a growing anxiety and regretted his lack of foresight in not setting up road signs, which had led to this serious mistake.

But it's too late to regret it now; all I can do is move forward based on my gut feeling.

"Rustle and rustle"...

Just as Mo Yuming was feeling irritable, he suddenly heard a sound coming from not far away.

In this desolate space, Mo Yuming had not heard any other sounds for a long time after entering. Although the sound that suddenly came out was extremely faint, it was very clear.

Mo Yuming immediately calmed down and carefully confirmed that the sound was indeed coming from the bushes not far away.

He was thrilled and immediately walked towards the direction from which the sound came.

"Screw rustle..."

The sound grew louder and louder, and Mo Yuming could sense that he was now very close to that place.

Out of fear of the unknown, Mo Yuming slowed his pace, carefully parted the branches and leaves blocking his way, and peered forward.

"We have a new person here. If you don't mind, come over and chat."

Once you're here, you won't be leaving so soon; you can live a little longer.

Just as Mo Yuming was about to take a few more steps forward, an old voice came from the flower bushes opposite.

The voice wasn't loud, but it sounded very loud in this environment.

Is there someone in front?

Mo Yuming was greatly confused. Wasn't this a tomb for the dead?

Why are there still living people here? Why didn't we encounter any when we first came in? Could they be ghosts?

Mo Yuming suddenly tensed up and was at a loss for what to do.

Mo Yuming swallowed hard, trying to calm his thoughts.

Since we're already here, we might as well make the best of it. At this point, being afraid won't do any good.

Judging from the other party's tone, they didn't seem to have any malicious intent.

So, he mustered his courage, pushed aside the leaves blocking his way, and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

In front of us was a large patch of white-leaved green fruit.

These white-leafed jade fruits are also different from those in the outside world. They are huge, reaching two or three feet in height, and their white leaves are as big as two palms. They are many times larger than the ones planted by Old Man Mo Wen.

The white-leaved berry plant has a unique shape, with stems growing upwards from the center of the leaves, one layer of leaves at a time, as if they were strung together with bamboo skewers.

The white leaves are densely stacked upwards, and each plant of the White Leaf Green Fruit has only one branch, without any side branches.

At the very top of the stem is a bright green berry, which remains green even when ripe.

The most unique thing about the white-leaved green fruit is that it bears fruit before its leaves grow.

The medicinal value of the white-leaved green fruit lies in its fruit; however, this fruit grows extremely slowly, and even after a hundred years, it does not change much.

It is said that the fruit only has medicinal value after it has at least five leaves, and the more leaves it has, the stronger its medicinal effect.

It is said that this fruit takes a hundred years to grow a new leaf, so a white-leafed Biling fruit with medicinal value is at least five hundred years old.

It's easy to imagine how precious the White Leaf Green Fruit is.

The white-leafed jade fruit here has at least dozens of leaves, and the fruit is as big as an egg, many times larger than the thumb-sized fruit in Mowen's herb garden.

However, Mo Yuming was not interested in these white-leafed green fruits.

He knows nothing about this, and has no idea what medicinal value the White Leaf Jade Spirit Fruit has, let alone how effective it is.

He was concerned with what he saw in front of him.

Three zhang ahead of him, there was a dwarf less than three chi tall, holding a large gourd to collect dewdrops from the leaves.

The man, dressed in gray with long white hair cascading down his back, was facing away from him, using the spout of a gourd to continuously nudge the tips of leaves, causing the dewdrops hanging on the tips to drip into the gourd.

The rustling sound was the sound of him touching the leaves as he moved among the white leaves and green fruits.

Mo Yuming stood there, neither answering the villain's words nor taking any further steps.

He cautiously observed the dwarf.

The little man was about the same height as a three-year-old child, and a head shorter than Xinlan.

However, his physique, build, and movements were clearly different from those of a three-year-old child, especially the voice he spoke just now, which was no different from that of a centenarian.

And that waist-length white hair adds to the strangeness.

"Aren't you surprised that there are so many precious herbs in this secret realm, growing so well and being so old?"

Do you regret not discovering this place sooner? Are you even tempted to give it a try now?

The dwarf didn't turn around to look at Mo Yuming, but continued to use the gourd in his hand to catch the dewdrops on the leaves, as if talking to himself.

"Two thousand years ago, there was a resentful fellow who came here and ate more than a dozen longevity-enhancing medicinal herbs that were thousands of years old."

To everyone's surprise, he died the next day. The elixir was not absorbed at all; instead, its terrifying power caused his body to burst.

He could have lived another ten days or so carefree, but instead, he died a painful death due to the backlash from the elixir.

"Wanting to live forever is understandable, but fate is beyond our control. At this point, no matter how unwilling we are, we have to accept our fate!"

……

And those who use their last few days to inscribe techniques for posterity, in my opinion, are also wasting their efforts.

In reality, he hadn't let go of things, hadn't come to terms with them, and never understood until his death.

What's the use of clinging to unresolved desires? Tens of thousands of years have passed, and who has achieved their wish? It's all the same... ah! ..."

"Boom!"

The little dwarf was a chatterbox, talking on and on to himself for a long time before finally turning around to look at Mo Yuming.

But when he saw Mo Yuming, he suddenly jumped up as if he had been electrocuted.

His eyes widened as if he had seen something unbelievable. He was so frightened that he didn't know what to do and even dropped the gourd in his hand, which rolled far away.

Mo Yuming was so startled by the strange little dwarf in front of him that he unconsciously took a step back.

Although this person has a human body, their face is completely different from that of a human.

It has a cleft lip, a dog's nose, cat's eyes, a baby face, and long, white whiskers as long as its hair growing on its chin and both sides of its ears.

Its ears also differ from human ears, being pointed at the top and rounded at the bottom, mostly covered by long hair, with only two small ear tips peeking out from between the hair and beard.

Above his eyes, his eyebrows were thick and long, and there was a thin slit in the middle of his forehead, resembling a tightly closed vertical eye.

Their hands are also different from human hands, especially their middle and index fingers, which are exceptionally long, almost half the length of the other three fingers. Their nails are thick, long, and sharp like tiger claws.

The strangest thing is its pupils, which are square and have two colors, one red and one blue.

The blue is like a deep starry sky, and the red is like gushing lava, making people afraid to look directly at it.

"You, you are a human... a child..."

"You, are you a demon... or a monster...?"

They spoke almost simultaneously, then fell silent at the same time, eyeing each other warily.

But the next moment, the little man suddenly flashed and appeared in front of Mo Yuming like a ghost. He looked at Mo Yuming from all angles, as if he were admiring a rare treasure, and circled around him again and again.

"Have you seen enough?"

Mo Yuming could no longer tolerate such a shameless and offensive act, and angrily shouted:

"It's enough!"

If I weren't so weak, I would have crushed this little monster long ago.

"The voices of human children are quite pleasant, much better than the voices of those who are dying. They also look more pleasing to the eye!"

Her hair was surprisingly black, and her skin was smooth and supple!

The little man completely ignored Mo Yuming's anger and muttered to himself with great interest.

Mo Yuming was so angry at this monster that he felt like his lungs were about to explode. This feeling of being ignored was extremely uncomfortable. He glared at the dwarf angrily, but couldn't say a word.

"Hey, human child, how did you get in here? Do you know where you are?"

The little dwarf finally stopped, looked at Mo Yuming, and said with a puzzled expression.

"I want you to take care of it!"

Mo Yuming snorted and turned to leave.

“You look so full of life, showing no signs of dying. Why are you so determined to die? Come here…”

"You're the one who's begging to die! Your whole family is begging to die!..."

Mo Yuming was so angry that she almost went mad. Like a shrew in a fit of temper, she turned around and cursed angrily at the dwarf.

"Impossible, why can't I feel any death energy on myself?"

"You can really see the aura of death? Are you sure you're not mistaken? How could that be? I haven't sensed any death at all!"

The dwarf didn't seem to understand Mo Yuming's words. He actually believed them and looked down at himself repeatedly, even turning his head to try to check behind him.

He seemed to believe Mo Yuming's words without a doubt.

Mo Yuming was dumbfounded. Was this guy out of his mind? Didn't he know I was insulting him?

"Hey, don't go! Tell me who your family is. Is there anyone else here besides us?"

Seeing that Mo Yuming stopped talking and turned to leave, the dwarf immediately chased after him, pestering him with questions.

Mo Yuming was utterly helpless and just wanted to get rid of this guy as soon as possible; if this continued, he was afraid he would really go crazy. So he quickly ran forward.

"Don't run away! Where do you think you're going? I'll show you the way. I know this place very well, and you won't find anyone else here!"

The little man clung to Mo Yuming like a leech, bouncing back and forth and talking to him incessantly. Even when Mo Yuming ignored him, he didn't get angry at all.

"Stop running! This secret realm is vast; you can't see it all in one day. There will be plenty of time later, and you can explore it however you like!"

Seeing that Mo Yuming was still running forward persistently, the dwarf tried to persuade him.

"Get away from me, are you annoying me? There's nothing to see here, I don't want to see anything, and I'll never come back again! I don't want to see you again either!"

Mo Yuming finally snapped, shouting at the persistent guy without thinking.

"Never coming back? You want to leave? Don't you know this place is a one-way street?"

The little dwarf rushed in front of Mo Yuming and said.

"That's none of your business. If I can get in, I can get out!"

Mo Yuming didn't believe it. He had tried it when he first came in, and the light circle was traversable. As long as he found the light circle, he could get out.

"You came in through that teleportation array, right? That teleportation array can indeed teleport in both directions, but it can only be activated for 15 minutes each time before it closes."

Unless someone from the outside enters again, the people inside will not be able to find the exit.

Moreover, the location of each teleportation is not fixed; the next exit may appear in an unknown place.

The dwarf spoke with absolute certainty, and judging from his expression, he did not appear to be lying at all.

"Is what you said true? You're not lying?"

Mo Yuming's heart sank, and he began to believe the dwarf's words.

"If you don't believe me, I can go with you to see!"

How did you know where I was teleported from?

Mo Yuming was quite certain that there were no suspicious creatures around the entrance at the time.

"There's nothing here that I don't know. I knew it the moment you walked in."

The little man said proudly. After speaking, he pointed Mo Yuming forward.

Sure enough, led by the dwarf, they arrived at the place where Mo Yuming had just been teleported to in less than a quarter of an hour.

The marks from his accidental fall on the ground were still clearly visible, but the halo behind him had disappeared.

"How could this be! Is there no other exit from this underground palace?"

Mo Yuming was truly panicked now.

"This is a secret realm space created by the master. It is an independent small world that does not exist in the outside world. Apart from that teleportation array, there is no other entrance or exit."

The little man said earnestly.

"A secret realm crafted by your master? This..."

Mo Yuming's thoughts were in disarray. Such a vast space, with sky and earth, and countless medicinal herbs growing there.

If it were a natural cave sealed off by an array, he could accept it somewhat, since this secret realm was indeed accessed through an external cave.

But if you said that the device was made by one person and had nothing to do with the outside world, he wouldn't have believed it even if you beat him to death.

Such a large space, at least a hundred miles in circumference, how could one person possibly have created it!