A rainbow halo enveloped the surroundings.

The only downside is that it's too obvious and easily noticed by others, failing to achieve the desired element of surprise.

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Qin Sang trained the fat silkworm, commanding it to manipulate the size and shape of the seven-colored halo. The fat silkworm tried countless times, using all its might, and finally managed to shrink the seven-colored halo by a circle, making it appear slightly more solid.

"That's good, practice more, and maybe you'll be able to forge a poison-proof armor someday."

Qin Sang nodded in satisfaction.

The fat silkworm was tossed around for ages, nearly exhausted. It lay limp in Qin Sang's palm, gasping for breath and daring not complain, doing whatever it was told.

After all, the Nine Nether Demon Fire was floating above its head.

"Go back to rest, don't waste time, check your results next time."

Qin Sang warned the fat silkworm and bestowed upon it a sliver of crimson fire gold.

The fat silkworm, originally full of resentment, forgot all its hardships the moment it saw the Crimson Fire Gold. It licked the Crimson Fire Gold with gusto and then looked at Qin Sang with a fawning expression, as if swearing to do a good job.

Compared to the fat silkworm, the Tianmu butterfly is simply beautiful. Just looking at it makes you feel happy.

With the nourishing of essence blood and various spiritual fruits Qin Sang generously provided, Tianmu Butterfly's cultivation level soared. In just a few years, it would be able to begin its second metamorphosis.

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After teasing Tianm Die for a while, Qin Sang checked the restrictions on Ya Gu as usual.

The mute woman lay like Sleeping Beauty, her expression serene and tranquil.

Looking at Ya Gu's state, Qin Sang let out a soft sigh. He naturally hadn't forgotten about the matter of breaking the curse. During his time in Pingbo Port, he had also been trying to learn about the secret arts of the Canglang Sea Corpse Ghost Dao and had gathered some information, but they were all mediocre. The true teachings of those large sects were impossible to obtain so easily.

I don't know when I can find a way to wake up Aunt Dumb.

"Huh?"

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Qin Sang stared at the mute woman, letting out a soft exclamation.

He found that the mute woman was a little different from before, but he couldn't tell where the difference came from. Her appearance remained unchanged; under the nourishment of the San Guang Jade Liquid, her skin was rosy and healthy, showing no sign of decay.

"Could it be...?"

Qin Sang's heart moved, and she took out the fat silkworm. Sure enough, she found something unusual.

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The fat silkworm sensed its master's presence. Originally listless and drooping, it suddenly perked up, jumping onto the mute woman's palm and snuggling against her fingertip like a kitten, chirping softly. It was very affectionate and intimate with the mute woman.

The intimacy towards the mute woman came from Fei Chan's heart, without a single impure thought.

The Heavenly Eye Butterflies forcibly subdued by Qin Sang are clearly different from the others.

Qin Sang noticed that after the fat silkworm metamorphosed, there was a strange connection between Dumb Gu's Yuanshen and the fat silkworm. Perhaps it existed before, but it was too small for Qin Sang to notice.

It was this connection that breathed a sliver of life into Yugu's spirit, making the fat silkworm seem like an anchor for her in the real world. It gave her a glimmer of hope amidst endless darkness.

Although this vitality is insignificant, it stands out so clearly in the midst of deathly silence, making it invaluable.

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Upon discovering this, Qin was instantly filled with surprise.

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There is Three Radiance Jade Liquid here, so there is no need to worry about the mute maiden's physical body being damaged. Qin Sang has always been worried that if he cannot wake the mute maiden in time, her consciousness will sink completely.

Now with a fat silkworm as an anchor and the warm jade supporting her, Ya Gu can persevere for a longer time. One can imagine that the higher the cultivation of the fat silkworm, the clearer this connection becomes, and the longer Ya Gu can endure.

It seems that, in order to wake up the mute woman, we also need to help the fat silkworm transform as soon as possible. We must be prepared on both fronts.

Qin Sang looked at the fat silkworm and the mute woman, whispering to herself.

Seeing that the fat silkworm was helpful to the mute woman, Qin Sang's attitude towards the fat silkworm improved considerably.

They talked all night.

The next morning, Qin Sang awoke from meditation. She lifted the curtains and looked out towards the southeast.

A fine rain was falling, and from afar one could already see the lone peak silhouetted against the curtain of rain. It stood under the sky, like a pillar supporting heaven and earth!

This is Wuzhen Mountain, standing tall among the mountains like a crane among chickens, with an air of being the only one. No wonder it was regarded as a sacred mountain by the Wu tribe.

Of all the mountains Qin Sang had ever seen, Mount Tianshan in Ziwu Palace was the highest and most magnificent.

And Wushan Mountain is in no way inferior to Tianshan, even surpassing it.

This is just a test.

The Tian Shan Mountains are shrouded in countless terrifying immortal prohibitions, giving off a sense of mystery and vicissitudes.

While the Mount Wuzhen could be revered as a sacred mountain by one tribe, it possesses various myths and legends. One legend claims that the mountain connects the ethereal Qingming realm with the underworld Jiuyou; it was said to have been where the Wu Shen (Witch God) resided, marking their manifestation place.

Qin Sang's gaze pierced through the rain curtain, gazing at the sky above Wushen Mountain.

The top of the Wu Shen Peak was shrouded in dark clouds, with thunder and lightning raging, silver snakes dancing. Powerful bolts of lightning flashed constantly, creating a terrifying scene of divine punishment.

This makes one involuntarily feel a sense of submission.

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However, it’s important to note that this celestial phenomenon wasn't caused by today's overcast and rainy weather.

Even though the sun blazed fiercely around them, dark clouds clung stubbornly to the peak of Wushen Mountain, lightning never ceasing its relentless flashes. It had been raging for how many years, no one could say.

It is said that in the earliest records of Mount Wushen, celestial phenomena existed, which were very magical.

“This Wushen Mountain is no ordinary place. There are many mysterious places in Canglang Sea that are not inferior to Ziwei Palace, such as Qisha Hall and Wushen Mountain. I wonder how many similar places there are…”

Qin Sang sighed deeply.

He had seen the traces of immortals in the Purple Micro Palace and did not feel much shock. Others were different. The human cultivators who came to Wushen Mountain for the first time had a hint of unconcealable fear in their eyes.

"Master Qingfeng is awake too? It's perfect, you can join us and head to Wushen Mountain first."

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Qin Sang was engrossed in his reading when he heard Ran Luo's transmission. He glanced sideways, and saw that Ran Luo and Ning Kun had arrived at some point, disembarking from the beast carriage and flying over to him.

"No more merchant caravans?"

The longer it takes, the greater the risk. Qin Sang couldn't wait to enter the Demon Sea sooner. Hearing this, he didn't hesitate at all. He immediately put away the formation arranged on the carriage and flew out.

“Everything at Wushen Mountain is normal, as I have just confirmed. Many fellow cultivators are getting restless and have decided to set off immediately. The caravan will send people with a convoy to travel slowly. This place is very close to Wushen Mountain, and no one dares to do anything wrong here.”

Ran Luo explained a few words, nodded at Qin Sang, and then continued to fly forward to arrange personnel.

Qin Sang looked around. The high-cultivators who were like dragons appearing and disappearing along the way, had all shown themselves at this time. They flew towards Wushen Mountain in groups of three or two. These people belonged to different forces, but without exception, they were very worried about the situation on the Wushen Continent, which is why they left Pingbo Port together.

Of these people, Qin Sang only knew Ning Kun and Hui Wen. After some thought, she slowed down her pace and waited with them for Ran Luo.

After a short while, Ran Luo caught up from behind, accompanied by a man and a woman. The man was a suave middle-aged gentleman, none other than Zou Lao, the chief manager of Qiong Yu Chamber of Commerce.

I didn't expect Lao Zou to be so young.

Qin Sang did not feel the pressure of the Yuan Ying ancestor from Zou Lao. This person should be a cultivator at the late stage of forming pills.

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