thought writing a book would be this difficult.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!I can't guarantee three updates every day, I can only do my best. In the future, two updates...Du Han had been stuck at a bottleneck for many years, all because of the demonic aura.

He had previously refined some spirit pills that cleared demonic energy, with some effect. After taking this golden lan grass, he could have successfully broken through to the middle stage of forming alchemy, but unfortunately, there was no chance now.

Qin Sang put away the crystal, a jade box appearing in her palm.

Inside the jade box lay a slender, golden herb that shimmered. It was indeed the Gold-Lantern Grass.

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"Unexpectedly, some medicinal herbs that were of little value in the Xiao Han domain have become treasures here. I should have collected more to bring over; I could have made a fortune."

Qin Sang said with a self-deprecating smile.

He acquired Du Han's mustard seed pouch and reaped a bountiful harvest. He wasn't in a hurry to sell the Jin Lan Grass. This elixir was needed by even human cultivators at the Golden Core stage, and it would be best to trade it for something else to maximize its value.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang then divided the contents of Du Han's pouch into categories and transferred them to the Qianjun Ring, before destroying the pouch itself.

Two days later.

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Qianhutou Village.

The old medicine man, who had always been remarkably strong and could still personally go up the mountain to collect herbs and fight wolves without losing to young people, suddenly fell seriously ill and died within a short hour.

The shaman invited from other villages hasn't arrived yet.

The village elder was respected and highly esteemed in Qianhu Village. The villagers were heartbroken but could only bear their grief and arrange for the elder's funeral.

Unbeknownst to anyone, on the day the old medicine man was buried, it was actually the body of a strange old man that was placed in the grave. At the same time, a black cloud silently rose from Qingfeng on the opposite bank of Qianhudong Village and disappeared into the sky.

In the clouds, Qin Sang and the old medicine man sat.

The old medicine man remained silent, gazing at Qianshu Village where he had lived for decades. As the village faded from his sight, he continued to stare into the distance, reluctant to leave.

Feeling Qin Sang's gaze, the old medicine man retracted his eyes, wiping his eye sockets and chuckled wryly: "I apologize for making the envoy laugh. Although I am a lonely soul, suddenly leaving Qianhu Village, I don't know why my heart feels so empty. It's as if these things that I usually think are ordinary have become attachments I can't bear to part with, pulling at my heartstrings..."

The old medicine man looked wistful.

Qin Sang understood the old shaman's mindset.

The old medicine man had saved him once, so Qin Sang did not use force. Instead, he pretended to be a mute woman and tricked the old medicine man into leaving.

The corpse in the tomb was found outside and buried using methods learned from the mortal world. As a result, it decomposed at an incredibly fast rate after burial.

That's done out of caution, but the necessity is not really that great.

He had been adrift in the river that day, caught in a tangle of broken branches and debris, his body covered in leaves. Only the mute girl and the old witch doctor had witnessed the sight of severed limbs.

Even if the Li Wu Palace came looking, there was no need to dig up a mortal's grave without knowing the situation.

"Rest assured, old sir. Before entering seclusion, the mute woman instructed me to ensure your safety and provide for your prosperity for generations to come," Qin Sang promised.

The old medicine man chuckled bitterly: "I'm used to hardship, it doesn't matter whether I enjoy happiness or not. But I didn't expect that before I die, the messenger would take me to the sky for a flight. Now I know how free birds are, and it's finally worth living."

After expressing his feelings, the old medicine man suddenly became a little nervous. “Messenger sir didn’t say anything, so I didn’t know that the immortal world was so dangerous. Messenger sir only took me away, what if they threaten Dumb Girl with others”

"No."

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Qin Sang shook her head, "The mute only cares about you. And you know the mute's personality, she wouldn't provoke trouble for no reason. Settling you in another place is also just in case."

The old shaman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that she won't be a burden. As someone about to die, I can do anything. This child was raised by me and has suffered too much since childhood, so she is very innocent. I regret that I couldn't protect her when she was chosen as the Saintess that day. Fortunately, you, the messenger, have arrived. This is also the girl's fate. After suffering, comes sweetness. She will become a fairy, something people dare not even dream of. If she does anything inappropriate, you, the messenger, please consider her saving your life and be more tolerant. Otherwise, send her back, and I can live for a few more years and take care of her..."

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"The mute is doing well, diligently cultivating. Please rest assured."

Qin Sang said something against his will, then settled down in meditation.

The old witch doctor secretly glanced at Qin Sang, and finally sighed in her heart. She didn't dare to speak again to disturb Qin Sang.

To the old witch doctor's surprise, he couldn't stop flying. The black cloud beneath him passed through the mountains and valleys, and he saw countless unimaginable wonders.

From the initial novelty, to the later numbness.

The witch-god messengers around me, besides occasionally chatting with him for a few words, have been meditating all the time.

The old herbalist first understood the meaning of the two words "bitter ascetic practice".

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Countless sunrises and sunsets had passed, the old medicine man noticed that the mountains and rivers below were not as perilous as before. The plains became more common, and he saw several majestic cities that he had never seen before, opening his eyes to a whole new world.

Unbeknownst to them, they were about to leave the territory of Xi'an.

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At this time, Qin Sang also slowly opened his eyes and took out the geomancy diagram to check.

With the old witch doctor, and to avoid other Golden Core cultivators entering Xi Jiang, Qin Sang took many detours. His flight speed wasn't fast, but he eventually arrived at the edge of Xi Jiang safely.

According to the geomancy map, the current location is in a small human country controlled by the Li Witch Palace.

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If you head straight east, you'll enter the territory of Liwu Palace completely.

Qin Sang, after looking at the feng shui map, immediately urged You Luo Yun to change direction and head north, bypassing the influence of the Li Wu Palace.

He wasn't going to leave the old wizard here. He was heading for the northern end of the God-Wizard Continent, to a port called Pingbo Harbor.

Pingbo Port is one of the most famous ports in the Wu Shen Continent. It is also where many human clans' large trading guilds gather on the Wu Shen Continent, allowing for easy contact with human cultivators.

Pingbo Harbor was very prosperous, with complex and interwoven forces. However, as it was in the territory of the Wu clan, the human race did not dare to be too ostentatious and hoped to maintain the stability of Pingbo Harbor.

The tentacles of the Liwu Palace couldn't reach Pingbo Harbor. Finding a human nation there to settle the old medicine man and let him enjoy his twilight years would be most suitable.

Leaving the western regions, signs of human habitation became noticeably more frequent.

Qin Sang was very low-key. In order to avoid the attention of the Li Witch Palace, he even went so far as to disguise himself as an ordinary person and hired a carriage to travel. With him protecting them, although the old witch doctor was elderly, he didn't feel any strain.

Qin Sang also noticed that the old witch doctor, having been brought to such a remote place, began to suspect something. However, he didn't care. After settling the old witch doctor, he was definitely going to seal his memory, especially about the severed arm.

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This is a serious matter, and we can't afford to be careless at all.

A nondescript carriage sped along the road, its curtains suddenly thrown open. Qin Sang gazed southward, at the location of the Liwu Palace gates, her eyes emotionless.

Finally, he put his thoughts away and began to consider what he should do in Pingbo Harbor.ation. Senior Qingzhu is a true swordsman. Through two letters left behind and past deeds, one can also see glimpses of his character.Thinking these thoughts, Qin Sang set his sights on the direction...