Chapter 142: Chapter 142: Reproduction Begins!

In the dead of night, Chen Mo didn’t show any signs of anger, disappointment, or even concern. Stepping onto his Flying Sword, he asked Song Yunxi a single question.

"Brother Song, I need a specific herb."

"What kind of herb?"

"Snake Orchid!"

"Snake Orchid?" Song Yunxi had never heard of it, but he made a mental note of the name. "I’ll keep an eye out for you."

"Please make it quick."

"Alright!"

About five minutes after the two men took Hong Yan away, Guan Ying arrived from the horizon, dressed in a long, pinkish-red gown. However, the moment she revealed herself, a figure flashed by, and a gleaming dagger was pressed against her throat.

"What are you doing!"

Before she could resist, Yan Ronglin channeled his Spiritual Qi into her body, temporarily sealing her movements. Then, in a fit of extreme violence, he tore off her clothes, scooped her up, and threw her onto the bed!

A look of sheer terror flashed in Guan Ying’s eyes, but it was too late. The moment she learned that Yan Ronglin had kidnapped Hong Yan to threaten Chen Mo into poisoning someone, she knew the situation had spiraled out of her control. That was why she had gone into hiding, desperate to prevent her own involvement from being discovered.

Guan Ying had never expected Yan Ronglin to be such an unruly brute. After failing twice, he had directly kidnapped someone Song Yunxi had brought from the Ancient Dust Marketplace! She didn’t even have to think hard to guess that those two men would definitely come knocking on his door for revenge. What she hadn’t anticipated, however, was that Song Yunxi would actually let the old man live! And now, to make matters worse...

"I lured him here for you! Why didn’t you strike?" Yan Ronglin’s withered body thrust against her.

Guan Ying couldn’t move at all and could only force out a response. "Are either of us a match for Song Yunxi?"

"Spirit Stones! I want my Spirit Stones! I’ve already lured him here for you. Whether you strike or not is your own business!"

"Spirit... Stones?" Guan Ying gritted her teeth, enduring his brutal collisions. At that moment, she realized that this seemingly hot-tempered, brainless old fool was not as simple as he appeared to be! His goal was very clear. It had never been to kill Chen Mo. He was doing this entirely for those five Low Grade Spirit Stones! That was precisely why, after failing twice, he had resorted to such underhanded and unruly methods.

Yan Ronglin knew very well that if Chen Mo refused to come the first two times, he wouldn’t come the third or fourth time either, no matter how he invited him! Since he figured Song Yunxi wouldn’t kill him, he decided to employ this extremely dangerous scheme. The only thing he hadn’t accounted for was that they actually valued that whore so much, going so far as to sever his left hand without a second thought!

"L-let... let me go. I’ll give you the Spirit... Stones." Guan Ying knew that given his ruthlessness, if she didn’t pay up now, she could forget about returning to the Jinling Marketplace in one piece. To think that a mere Spirit Fisherman had actually outsmarted her!

Yan Ronglin stopped. It seemed that fleeting pleasure wasn’t what he truly cared about, considering he was actually able to halt at a time like this!

Hong Yan felt a burst of warmth in her mouth, which then slid down her throat and into her stomach. Gradually, she opened her eyes, only to be greeted by the sight of a gigantic chicken head looming over her. The shock nearly made her pass out again.

"Ah!"

"CLUCK! CLUCK CLUCK!"

Chen Mo kicked Kang away with a single swift motion and sat down on the edge of her bed. "Feeling any better?" he asked.

"T-that... that man named Yan... he wanted to poison... poison you," Hong Yan stammered, struggling to finish the sentence.

"It’s fine, you don’t need to worry about that anymore. Just rest well and recover from your injuries." Saying that, Chen Mo produced a Low Grade Spirit Stone and placed it on her chest.

For a Cultivator, as long as it wasn’t a severed limb or a deadly poison, ordinary flesh wounds and even internal injuries could gradually heal through the nourishment of Spiritual Qi. Therefore, Hong Yan shouldn’t have any major lingering issues. All she needed to do now was rest, recuperate, and slowly heal.

"Alright." Hong Yan’s heart warmed. Clutching the warm Low Grade Spirit Stone in her hand, she closed her eyes.

At this moment, she felt incredibly relaxed and joyful—a feeling she probably hadn’t experienced in almost twenty years. No one had ever truly cared about her. Over the years, those men would only bite her ear and ask if she felt good. Hong Yan knew perfectly well that a woman like her could never be worthy of a man like Chen Mo. She merely wanted to find a way out for herself; even if it meant taking him on as her master, that would be enough.

The days spent recovering in bed passed quickly. With a daily supply of Spirit Rice Porridge and various types of Spiritual Food, Hong Yan quickly regained her strength. By the third day, she was already able to get out of bed. After changing into a new set of clothes, she searched the house for a while but couldn’t find any trace of Chen Mo. So, just like she used to, she began to tidy up the clutter around the home little by little.

Over an hour later, Chen Mo finally returned. Seeing that Hong Yan was mostly recovered, he asked, "Are you still going back to the Fragrance Pavilion?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"Alright." Chen Mo didn’t try to make her stay. "Then come back at the usual time every day."

Hong Yan smiled and bowed slightly. After finishing cleaning the last room, she left.

Once she was gone, Kang popped out of nowhere again, chattering away in front of him with a flurry of, "CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK, CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK!"

"What do you know!" Chen Mo glared at it.

"CLUCK CLUCK! CLUCK!"

"Do you think she’s one of your little hens?" Chen Mo scolded in annoyance.

Possessing such a Talent meant he was destined to have no one by his side. Before he gained the ability to protect himself, recklessly revealing his secrets out of sentimentality would be no different from courting death. The matter of the Giant Bone Spirit Rice could still be explained away. At worst, he could just blame the anomaly on the Spirit Field. But something as inexplicable as having two or three harvests a year absolutely could not be revealed to anyone!

For the past few days, the seeds in the field had yet to sprout. Unlike the Mysterious Red Fruit, the growth rate of these seeds didn’t seem to be very fast. Chen Mo continued his daily routine of brushing the beasts’ fur, Weeding, and practicing his Piano Technique.

After the recent incident, things on Yan Ronglin’s end seemed to have quieted down significantly, and he didn’t stir up any more trouble.

As the days passed, Chen Mo’s Piano Technique became increasingly refined. He was even able to play three or four decent melodies. Therefore, setting aside his usual practice time, he would also carve out the time it takes an incense stick to burn right before nightfall every day to play the Calm Heart Zither Technique for the Spiritual Beasts he raised. Gradually, this Melody Law Magic successfully broke through to the Proficient Realm!

March and April rolled around.

The first crop of Cyan Leaf Orchids had ripened. However, the mysterious seeds still hadn’t sprouted. It had been a month and a half, and Chen Mo was beginning to doubt whether these seeds could even be planted in an ordinary Spirit Field!

Still, this month and a half wasn’t completely without gains. The hens, which originally only laid one egg every month or two, had laid a total of fifteen eggs in this timeframe! Including the ones that hatched last time, Chen Mo now had about twenty Spiritual Birds alone. At this rate, in a year at most, his chicken coop would begin to take shape on a proper scale!

More chicks joined the hatching army. On the other side, the three boars and three sows also seemed to be growing restless.

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