Yingyue Peak.

On the halfway up the mountain covered by clouds and mist, there is a not-so-large fruit and flower garden, where various exotic spirit fruits and plants from different times and spaces are planted. Not only is it protected by formations and restrictions, but also carefully cultivated and cared for by the disciples.

The fruit and flower garden is always fragrant and radiant. For ordinary people, any kind of spirit fruit or melon here has miraculous effects of curing diseases, strengthening the body, and prolonging life. If they were to be sold outside, they would be precious treasures sought after by emperors and generals in the secular dynasties.

On the path, Qing Muling and Qi Yalan whispered to each other as they walked side by side.

Their clothing styles are exactly the same, except Qing Muling’s is pure white, while Qi Yalan’s is all black. In the terminology of their past lives, this is a perfect couple outfit.

Qi Yalan personally arranged this fruit and flower garden when she first became a core disciple. After years of management and care, some of the difficult-to-cultivate and long-lived spirit fruits and plants are now ready for use. Besides satisfying her own needs, sometimes some close senior and junior sisters would come here to enjoy the delicacies.

Core disciples and elders with advanced cultivation usually supplement their consumption with pills or directly absorb and refine the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. However, this does not mean that they do not need certain worldly pleasures, such as satisfying their appetites.

A hundred steps away, verdant green vines come into view. On them are clusters of crystal-like fruits the size of fingertips, emitting a strong and fragrant aroma, making one’s mouth water.

“…Junior Brother, these spirit grapes were sent as tribute by the Xuanlin Empire in the mortal world. The taste is quite good. Why don’t you try them?”

Qi Yalan picked the largest cluster and handed it to Qing Muling.

Qing Muling took it, took two and put them in his mouth, lightly biting down. The sweet and refreshing juice instantly filled his mouth. The indescribable exquisite taste made him feel extremely comfortable all over.

“How is it?”

Qi Yalan tilted her head and looked at him, a rare smile appearing in her cold and beautiful eyes.

“It’s really good!”

Qing Muling nodded in satisfaction. Senior Sister’s grapes are indeed extraordinary, much better than ordinary fruits. He should come here often in the future.

Qi Yalan smiled and said, “If you like it, you can come here to eat every day. I’ll give you the restriction jade card of this fruit and flower garden. You can eat as much as you want.”

“Thank you, Senior Sister.” Qing Muling smiled.

Several duty disciples and outer disciples watched from a distance, unable to conceal their astonishment. The cultivation of these spirit grapes is not easy, and they are Senior Sister San’s favorite snack. Each one is limited in quantity, and even other senior sisters from other peaks find it difficult to obtain them.

Who is this newly emerged young man? How dare he eat Senior Sister San’s grapes? And it seems that Senior Sister San doesn’t mind at all and is even happy… really…

They have been working and doing chores on Yingyue Peak for quite some time and have long been familiar with Qi Yalan’s cold and beautiful personality. She never shows any favoritism to anyone, and there has never been an opposite-sex visitor. However, since Qing Muling appeared, many of their previous understandings have been overturned.

“Um… Junior Brother, now that your cultivation has stabilized, has your ability in that aspect also improved? Can you let me see?”

Qi Yalan hesitated for a moment before whispering softly.

Qing Muling readily agreed, “Of course, right here?”

“Let’s go to the medicinal garden!”

Qi Yalan looked around. Junior Brother’s special ability is too amazing. She only learned about it from Senior Sister Da a few days ago. It is impossible to display it in a crowded place.

After a while, the two of them were already in the medicinal garden of Yingyue Peak. All the duty disciples were sent away, and the formations were activated to seal off the inside and outside.

Qing Muling didn’t say much either. He slowly activated the spiritual power in his body, and a rolling green aura spread lightly, covering the entire medicinal garden. Brilliant starlight scattered, silently infiltrating the herbs.

After dozens of breaths, dazzling rosy light filled Qi Yalan’s vision, and the fragrant scent of the plants permeated the space. Countless subtle purple and green spiritual essences rose up, converging into a large purple cloud, flowing into Qing Muling’s body like converging rivers.

After a while, the indistinguishable chaotic spiritual essence feedback came back, silently transforming and enhancing the innate qualities of the herbs.

Qi Yalan’s medicinal garden is smaller in scale compared to Fengge Peak, but after Qing Muling broke through the Understanding Mystery Realm, his power far surpassed the Foundation Building period, so the cultivation effect has also qualitatively improved.

When Qing Muling stopped, Qi Yalan casually took a few herbs to investigate and easily came to a conclusion: when these herbs regain vitality, they can increase the potency by at least ten years.

In three days, after a year, it means that all the herbs here have increased their potency by over a thousand years, reaching the level of spiritual medicine.

By then, the total value of all the spiritual herbs in the medicinal garden will be an astonishing number, which is a considerable fortune even for Qi Yalan.Qi Yalan suppressed the shock in her heart and asked in a low voice, “Junior Brother, can your talent be further improved? When your cultivation level approaches mine in the future, wouldn’t you be able to mass-produce sacred medicines?”

Qing Muling thought seriously and cautiously replied, “I’m not sure at the moment, but I don’t rule out the possibility.”

According to the conventions of this time and space, herbs that have grown for less than a hundred years are considered mundane medicines, used by ordinary people. Those that have grown for a hundred years are called old medicines. Only those that have grown for over a thousand years are considered true spiritual medicines, the resource most in demand by cultivators.

Herbs that have grown for over ten thousand years are known as sacred medicines, a rare resource indispensable for high-level cultivators when refining genuine pills. If it has grown for over a hundred thousand years, it falls into the category of divine medicine, which is extremely rare even among those long-established and profound super Dao Lineages. It’s a strategic resource that is hard to come by and must be strictly limited in use.

As for the Heavenly Medicine that has existed for over a million years, it has always been a nebulous legend. Even those ancient beings who have lived through long ages have never seen it. It might have appeared in the prosperous era of the ancient immortal Dao, but in this era, it’s not even worth thinking about.

“Junior Brother…”

Qi Yalan’s beautiful eyes shimmered, and a hint of eagerness crept into her cool tone, “Your Senior Sister is busy with daily affairs, and Fengge Peak is crowded and bustling. It’s not very convenient for you to live there. Why not… move to Yingyue Peak? It will be much quieter for your cultivation.”

Qing Muling looked at her deeply, “This matter is not up to me, you have to discuss it with Senior Sister.”

The intentions of his third Senior Sister were clear as day, she wanted to monopolize him, didn’t she? But Xuebing Xuan, as the number one saintess of the sect and the future Sect Master, wouldn’t be easy to deal with, would she?

As for Qing Muling’s own opinion? No one cared at the moment. With the terrifying cultivation levels of his two Senior Sisters, they could easily knock him down with a flick of their fingers. What could he say?

Qi Yalan huffed, “That may be so, but as long as you make your stance clear, I can persuade Senior Sister to agree.”

“Why wait for a good day when you can bump into one? Let’s go and talk to Senior Sister now.”

“What if Senior Sister doesn’t agree?”

“Then we’ll have a go at it. When it comes to fighting, I’ve never been afraid of anyone!”

Qi Yalan huffed confidently, wrapped her arm around Qing Muling’s waist, and soared into the sky on her sword.

Qing Muling couldn’t help but facepalm. If his two Senior Sisters really started fighting over this, what would that be? A battlefield of love?