A Spirit Pet That Can't Hatch

Jiang Lan took the Spirit Stones and was momentarily curious.

Why did Master suddenly ask him to buy a bottle of good wine today?

He had been in the Ninth Summit for so long, but he had never seen his master drink.

Of course, although he was puzzled, it was not a difficult task to buy wine. He naturally would not reject it.

"Yes, Master."

After that, Jiang Lan left the Ninth Summit.

His cultivation was still at the mid-stage Golden Core Realm.

The spirit herbs in the Ninth Summit could not help him much. After all, there were no Golden Core spirit herbs.

Therefore, he could only count on signing in.

Over the past few years, he had been receiving repeated items.

But there were also other things.

For example, some Dharma treasures, runes, cultivation techniques, and spells.

They were just rarely useful.

What he was cultivating now was basically the Kunlun Heart Sutra, the Nine Steps of Heavenly Travel, and the Power of Nine Bulls.

He had already cultivated the Power of Nine Bulls to five bulls.

It was very difficult to go any higher.

However, he roughly estimated that the power of five bulls was many times stronger than the power of four bulls.

If he went to the Third Summit's mystic realm again, he might be able to confront the person behind the scenes.

He had also received some news regarding the Third Summit. It was said that it had been due to some disciples being swapped out that resulted in that unforeseen event.

Revenge against the Dragon race was actually just an excuse.

Their true goal was to obtain the treasures in the third mystic realm, and it was very difficult to obtain those hidden treasures.

In order to find a way, they used the cruel method of blood sacrifice.

That was what gave rise to that scene.

Jiang Lan didn't care if this was true or false.

He didn't care who was lying.

As long as he wasn't found out.

Yes, from beginning to end, no one had mentioned him.

His master did not mention him either.

Thus, from the looks of it, he had hidden himself very well.

"I need to practice my swordplay when I'm free."

As Jiang Lan descended the mountain, this thought flashed across his mind.

Because he had always focused on offensive power, he spent most of his time cultivating the Power of Nine Bulls.

He rarely practiced his swordplay.

They were just simple practices.

It might be useless against an enemy.

However, swordplay was more normal. Furthermore, he could not use the Power of Nine Bulls in front of others.

Actually, there were many things that he could not use in front of others.

Fortunately, during the years he spent in the Ninth Summit, he had plenty of Dharma treasures and pills.

Of course, he had a spirit pet as well.

Except…

For some unknown reason, after six years, his spirit pet had yet to hatch.

However, there was definitely no problem with its life force.

He asked his master.

But his master was also confused.

Therefore, he could only wait.

Perhaps it would hatch in another two years.

"I was hoping it would open a door for me. But instead, I get more trouble."

Jiang Lan sighed inwardly.

Now, he would help to inspect it when he was free and pour some spirit liquid on it.

To prevent his pet from being malnourished and therefore unable to break out of its shell.

Jiang Lan left Kunlun Mountain.

There were some places at the foot of the mountain that could be considered as part of Kunlun Mountain.

It was said that the elderly sweepers in some places could be some elders of Kunlun Mountain.

Just that they were conducting a form of self-cultivation at the foot of the mountain.

In short, this rumor never stopped.

As for whether it was true or not, no one knew.

The probability of that happening should be quite high.

Among these rumors, one was related to alcohol.

That was the old wine tavern below Kunlun Mountain. It was said that the best wine in Kunlun was from there.

"I've reached."

Jiang Lan stood in front of the inn. It looked crudely simple.

This place mainly sold alcohol, so there weren't that many people.

As for spending the night, there were very few people stationed at Kunlun, so no one would stay behind to rest.

After all, they were all cultivators. It wouldn't be a problem if they didn't rest.

When he entered the inn, he saw a few ordinary wooden tables. There was not a single guest.

Knock knock.

Jiang Lan knocked on the counter.

He saw a child sleeping on the counter.

It was a little boy.

When the boy got up, Jiang Lan said softly,

"I want a bottle of good wine."

"Grandpa isn't back yet. We need to wait for a while.

Only grandpa can open the good wine. "The little boy rubbed his eyes as he looked at Jiang Lan.

"How long do we have to wait?" Jiang Lan asked softly.

"I don't know. It might take till the evening," said the boy.

Jiang Lan nodded before sitting to the side to wait.

He didn't know what good wine was, but he just waited patiently.

While Jiang Lan was waiting, another person walked in.

It was a woman.

Jiang Lan looked over. The other party's strength made Jiang Lan feel a bit strange, as if it was a bit chaotic.

Curious, he glanced at her.

He discovered that it was a girl who looked like a country bumpkin. Her clothes were very ordinary, or rather, shabby.

A demon?

This was Jiang Lan's first thought.

He was very surprised. What kind of demon dared to walk around below Kunlun Mountain?

The other party came in and looked around cautiously to see if there was anyone around.

Soon, she saw Jiang Lan.

In that instant, Jiang Lan could sense that she was taken aback. Her hands and feet were a little helpless, and she was a little flustered. It was as if she wanted to escape but also wanted to enter.

She quickly made up her mind and walked to the counter with a frown.

Perhaps it was because she saw that Jiang Lan was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, that's why she became a bit bolder.

Yes, on the surface, Jiang Lan was only at mid-stage Foundation Establishment.

Reaching mid-stage Foundation Establishment after ten years of cultivation was actually quite impressive, although he was only at mid-stage.

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