2026-02-01 14:34:17After standing idle for a while, Mu Qiu found no movement behind him.
He couldn't help but glance sideward at the girl in the purple dress.
"Heavens, this lady is very trusting. Isn't she afraid that I might be a lecher?"
At this moment, the purple dress of the girl was in tatters, revealing large patches of her fair skin.
This sight immediately raised a wave of restlessness within Mu Qiu.
"Inhale, exhale, withhold!"
Hurrying to avert his gaze, Mu Qiu dared not look at the girl in the purple dress again.
...
A night passed without words, and dawn broke the next day.
The girl in the purple dress slowly opened her beautiful eyes, exhaling a long breath of turbid air.
Her poisoning had been neutralized, and her injuries had healed somewhat.
At this time, Mu Qiu also woke up from his meditation.
"Sir, thank you for your help last night!"
The girl in the purple dress slowly rose and bowed down to Mu Qiu in respect.
"It was a trifle, not worth mentioning."
In the midst of speaking, Mu Qiu's gaze could not help but sweep across the chest of the girl in the purple dress.
Feeling Mu Qiu's gaze, the girl in the purple dress instinctively looked down at herself.
Only then did she realize her clothes were torn, causing her face to blush and she felt quite embarrassed.
"Miss, I have other things to attend to, so I must take my leave now."
Pulling back his gaze, Mu Qiu opened his mouth abruptly.
Having said that, he was about to step away.
The girl in the purple dress was stunned as her long eyelashes fluttered constantly.
Isn't this young man in front of her a man?
Or is he blind?
Is he not interested in such a beauty like her?
Last night, while she was being treated for her injuries, he did not take advantage of her vulnerability.
Now, his gaze is clear, and his face is as calm as an ancient well.
Could it be that her beauty is so unbearable?
The more the girl in the purple dress thought about it, the angrier she got, eventually she pouted and shouted at Mu Qiu: "Hey, what's your name, where should I thank you later?"
"My name is Mu Qiu." His steps paused slightly, but Mu Qiu did not look back, "There's no need to thank me, if fate wills, we'll meet again."
"Mu Qiu, Mu Qiu..."
The girl in the purple dress murmured, feeling as though she'd heard this name somewhere but couldn't recollect where.
Just as she was about to lift her head and ask Mu Qiu again, she realized the boy had already vanished.
"What a jerk!"
The girl in the purple dress was annoyed. There were so many disciples in the Hengshan Sect who would eagerly flatter her for her beauty.
Even those true disciples were always eager to show her favor.
Yet that Mu Qiu boy hadn’t even taken a second glance at her.
How infuriating!
The girl in the purple dress stomped her foot, fiercely kicking a rock in front of her.
The rock rolled a few times, and an item under it caught her eye.
"Huh? What's this?"
She stooped down and picked up a token.
"Hengshan disciple’s identity token?" The girl in the purple dress recognized it immediately and said thoughtfully, "That Mu Qiu just now, was he also a Hengshan Sect disciple?"
With that in mind, the girl in the purple dress examined the identity token. The information inside left her a bit startled, "Mu Qiu, Mu Qiu? I think I heard there was someone with this name among the outer disciples."
"Could it be him?"
Considering this, the maiden in the purple dress curled her red lips into a hint of a smile.
Then, she swiftly headed towards the direction of the Hengshan Sect.
...
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
"Roar..."
Following his departure from the maiden in the purple dress, Mu Qiu continued towards the depths of the Firewolf Valley.
Along the way, whenever he encountered Firewolves, no matter how advanced they were, he killed them directly without hesitation.
Going through this cycle, Mu Qiu started to understand more about his physical power in conjunction with the power of the ancient gods he possessed.
In comparison to other martial artists with the same level of cultivation at the Seventh Layer, it was impossible for them to easily combat the Firewolves. But he was different, his physical body could completely ignore the flames emitted by the Firewolves.
Besides, his power was even greater than the Firewolves.
Consequently, when faced with direct confrontation, these Firewolves would undoubtedly be killed instantly.
But the deeper he went into the valley, the more Firewolves there were.
It wasn't until nightfall that a pack of wolves suddenly surrounded Mu Qiu.
He had originally planned to kill all of them, but he'd only managed to kill off the third when he heard a howl.
Then, at least a hundred pairs of red eyes started closing in on him from the darkness.
Among them, from the furthest point, was a flame wolf. It was three meters tall and engulfed in fire.
It was none other than a peak-first-order flame wolf king!
"Damn it!"
Realizing the danger, Mu Qiu teleported into his Legacy Space in a split second.
"That was close!"
Inside the Legacy Space, Mu Qiu watched as the peak flame wolf arrived at the location where he used to fight, with nearly a hundred flame wolves following and surrounding it.
Within them, there were as many as twenty to thirty intermediate flame wolves, and five to six advanced flame wolves.
How unlucky!
Wolves were vicious and cunning creatures.
Let alone flame wolves!
At this moment, they surrounded the area, sniffing around with their noses.
From time to time, they even let out a howl.
They seemed to be communicating something.
What startled Mu Qiu was that the nearly hundred-strong pack of wolves had not seen him, but they did not leave. They were still looking around in the vicinity.
"What's going on? They won't stay here forever, will they?"
In the legacy space, Mu Qiu was dumbfounded.
"Forget it. It would be better to check out the gains from this time."
Thereupon, Mu Qiu took out a bag.
He dumped out all the Fire Wolf Cores inside.
Counting them, there were a total of seventy-three.
Among them, thirteen were mid-grade cores, and sixty were low-grade cores.
In total, he could exchange them for 1,250 contribution points.
That should be enough!
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