Chapter 488 Jiang Caidie
The little butterfly, which has just been born with spiritual wisdom, is curious about everything it sees.
Even if you have seen these things countless times before, the results and feelings will be completely different if you look at them with a confused consciousness and with a wise state.
So much so that the little butterfly is really like a curious baby, curious about everything.
She sniffed here and there, and suddenly flapped a pair of soft butterfly wings on her back, flying among the flowers, with an unusually thin aura of demonic spirit unconsciously lingering around her body.
The little butterfly instinctively felt a little scared of those immortal cultivators who were flying high up.
It seemed as if he knew they could easily kill him.
So the little butterfly would hide quietly by itself, and consciously start to not let other people and animals find it easily, and follow its life instinct, breathing towards the moon every day.
This instinctive breathing is an ability engraved in the bones of every newborn demon.
As direct as eating and drinking.
Although the efficiency is very low, the little butterfly can feel her own gradual improvement every day. Her simple and ignorant newborn wisdom makes it very easy to get happy and satisfied.
……
……
Time flies and several years have passed.
The spiritual wisdom of the ignorant little butterfly has grown to a level that is not inferior to that of human cultivators, and it has also developed its own sentimentality and emotional changes.
She lay on the tip of the leaves, watching the cultivators coming and going on the tree trunks below.
There are humans, monsters, and all kinds of strange looks. But Little Butterfly discovered that no matter what these guys look like, they all have something called a name.
"They all have names, so should I have one too?"
"What's a better name for me?"
When the little butterfly thought about this question and pondered deeply.
There was always a vague name that seemed to emerge, but soon faded away. The little butterfly was only slightly dazed for a moment, and there was no abnormal change.
"I've heard ordinary people mention me before. I'm a common butterfly called the Purple Star Butterfly."
"If that's the case..."
The little butterfly tilted its head and thought seriously for a while.
Soon, he made a decision in his heart, and his compound eyes were filled with happiness and joy.
"From now on, I'll call you Jiang Caidie."
"Now that I think about it, the first mouthful of spiritual honey I was lucky enough to swallow when I was young was from a low-level spiritual plant called water spirit ginger. It gave me the opportunity to initially enlighten my spiritual wisdom."
Feeling that she had a name, the little butterfly demon Jiang Caidie couldn't help but dance in the air.
Some human and demon cultivators passing by noticed the little butterfly in the air. Only a few of them looked up and found that it was a little creature only in the third level of Qi training stage, and then they didn't care.
Jiang Caidie was also happy about this. It was best if no one paid special attention to her.
The cautious life she had led over the years had made her very clear about one thing: before she was strong enough, standing out from the crowd would definitely do more harm than good.
It is very easy to bring disaster upon yourself.
On the contrary, being ordinary, not outstanding, will help you live longer and safer.
After flying for a while, Jiang Caidie fell from mid-air and landed on the tip of a leaf. She began to think about important things concerning herself.
"I need a demon cultivation method that suits me. The efficiency of cultivation is too low just relying on the instinctive breathing after transformation into a demon."
"If you don't practice fast enough, your lifespan will eventually run out."
"I don't want to die so easily." The joy of being alive is really comfortable.
Even if there are occasional setbacks and hardships, as long as you live long enough, the future will always have infinite possibilities, and there will always be a time to turn things around.
Considering the issue of the demon cultivation technique, Jiang Caidie felt a little heavy-hearted.
Although there are often many demon cultivators appearing here.
But in terms of the proportion of members, the human race cultivators accounted for the vast majority. Judging from the news that he had overheard over the years, this was the place where the human race's Tianmiao Linghuang ruled.
Therefore, human cultivators make up the majority of the population here.
The main activity area of the demon cultivators is not in Tianmiao Realm, but in the adjacent area. It is said that there are as many as seven of them, each ruled by a different powerful demon king.
“Although they are adjacent, the distance is too far.”
"With my current weak magic power, if I really want to cross such a vast area to the gathering place of the demon tribe, there is a high possibility that an accident will occur and I will die on the way."
"It's better to look for it here. What if we find a suitable technique?"
However, when Jiang Caidie looked at the shops built on tree trunks, leaves, or street stalls, she knew that they needed something called spirit stones to buy what they wanted.
But he didn't have any spirit stones at all.
Even if it is just the lowest grade, inferior spirit stone.
"Huh? It seems that you don't necessarily need spirit stones to buy things." Jiang Caidie's eyes sparkled as she looked curiously at the human cultivator who was using a talisman to exchange things on the street stall.
She had seen similar scenes more than once before.
However, most of them do not use talismans for exchange.
Instead, they were some strange and unknown things that she didn't recognize or have ever seen before.
"Bartering seems to be a good idea."
Thinking of this solution, Jiang Caidie quickly flew up.
He happily flew over to his usual residence and dug out the things he had picked up before, including leftover petals of low-level spiritual flowers and unknown silk threads.
There are also some strange black things that look like some kind of mineral.
She spread out her six long legs, grabbed these things, and happily flew towards the human stalls, preparing to exchange these things for a set of demon skills.
However, the subsequent actual actions still hit the little colorful butterfly.
Either the other party didn't have any magic cultivation techniques at all, or they simply looked down on her things, saying that they were some unwanted junk, and simply drove her away, disliking her for affecting their business.
After bumping into things along the way, Jiang Caidie seemed to realize that these things were worthless.
Only she herself kept it as a treasure.
"Oh, it seems not working. What should I do?" Jiang Caidie stood on the roadside holding her things, looking a little dejected and listless.
Just when she was thinking about it.
A human cultivator who was passing by her had already walked past, but suddenly stopped and turned back to stare at the black stone as big as a human baby's palm in Jiang Caidie's arms.
Deep in those eyes, a strange light flickered.
He quickly turned around and came to Jiang Caidie.
"My fellow demon, how much do you want for this piece of black wood iron ore?"
"Huh?" Jiang Caidie stupidly looked up at the person who came and found that this was a human cultivator in the late Qi training stage, with powerful magic power, much more powerful than herself.
Seeing this, Jiang Caidie felt a little nervous unconsciously, but suddenly realized that this was also an opportunity.
(End of this chapter)
The little butterfly, which has just been born with spiritual wisdom, is curious about everything it sees.
Even if you have seen these things countless times before, the results and feelings will be completely different if you look at them with a confused consciousness and with a wise state.
So much so that the little butterfly is really like a curious baby, curious about everything.
She sniffed here and there, and suddenly flapped a pair of soft butterfly wings on her back, flying among the flowers, with an unusually thin aura of demonic spirit unconsciously lingering around her body.
The little butterfly instinctively felt a little scared of those immortal cultivators who were flying high up.
It seemed as if he knew they could easily kill him.
So the little butterfly would hide quietly by itself, and consciously start to not let other people and animals find it easily, and follow its life instinct, breathing towards the moon every day.
This instinctive breathing is an ability engraved in the bones of every newborn demon.
As direct as eating and drinking.
Although the efficiency is very low, the little butterfly can feel her own gradual improvement every day. Her simple and ignorant newborn wisdom makes it very easy to get happy and satisfied.
……
……
Time flies and several years have passed.
The spiritual wisdom of the ignorant little butterfly has grown to a level that is not inferior to that of human cultivators, and it has also developed its own sentimentality and emotional changes.
She lay on the tip of the leaves, watching the cultivators coming and going on the tree trunks below.
There are humans, monsters, and all kinds of strange looks. But Little Butterfly discovered that no matter what these guys look like, they all have something called a name.
"They all have names, so should I have one too?"
"What's a better name for me?"
When the little butterfly thought about this question and pondered deeply.
There was always a vague name that seemed to emerge, but soon faded away. The little butterfly was only slightly dazed for a moment, and there was no abnormal change.
"I've heard ordinary people mention me before. I'm a common butterfly called the Purple Star Butterfly."
"If that's the case..."
The little butterfly tilted its head and thought seriously for a while.
Soon, he made a decision in his heart, and his compound eyes were filled with happiness and joy.
"From now on, I'll call you Jiang Caidie."
"Now that I think about it, the first mouthful of spiritual honey I was lucky enough to swallow when I was young was from a low-level spiritual plant called water spirit ginger. It gave me the opportunity to initially enlighten my spiritual wisdom."
Feeling that she had a name, the little butterfly demon Jiang Caidie couldn't help but dance in the air.
Some human and demon cultivators passing by noticed the little butterfly in the air. Only a few of them looked up and found that it was a little creature only in the third level of Qi training stage, and then they didn't care.
Jiang Caidie was also happy about this. It was best if no one paid special attention to her.
The cautious life she had led over the years had made her very clear about one thing: before she was strong enough, standing out from the crowd would definitely do more harm than good.
It is very easy to bring disaster upon yourself.
On the contrary, being ordinary, not outstanding, will help you live longer and safer.
After flying for a while, Jiang Caidie fell from mid-air and landed on the tip of a leaf. She began to think about important things concerning herself.
"I need a demon cultivation method that suits me. The efficiency of cultivation is too low just relying on the instinctive breathing after transformation into a demon."
"If you don't practice fast enough, your lifespan will eventually run out."
"I don't want to die so easily." The joy of being alive is really comfortable.
Even if there are occasional setbacks and hardships, as long as you live long enough, the future will always have infinite possibilities, and there will always be a time to turn things around.
Considering the issue of the demon cultivation technique, Jiang Caidie felt a little heavy-hearted.
Although there are often many demon cultivators appearing here.
But in terms of the proportion of members, the human race cultivators accounted for the vast majority. Judging from the news that he had overheard over the years, this was the place where the human race's Tianmiao Linghuang ruled.
Therefore, human cultivators make up the majority of the population here.
The main activity area of the demon cultivators is not in Tianmiao Realm, but in the adjacent area. It is said that there are as many as seven of them, each ruled by a different powerful demon king.
“Although they are adjacent, the distance is too far.”
"With my current weak magic power, if I really want to cross such a vast area to the gathering place of the demon tribe, there is a high possibility that an accident will occur and I will die on the way."
"It's better to look for it here. What if we find a suitable technique?"
However, when Jiang Caidie looked at the shops built on tree trunks, leaves, or street stalls, she knew that they needed something called spirit stones to buy what they wanted.
But he didn't have any spirit stones at all.
Even if it is just the lowest grade, inferior spirit stone.
"Huh? It seems that you don't necessarily need spirit stones to buy things." Jiang Caidie's eyes sparkled as she looked curiously at the human cultivator who was using a talisman to exchange things on the street stall.
She had seen similar scenes more than once before.
However, most of them do not use talismans for exchange.
Instead, they were some strange and unknown things that she didn't recognize or have ever seen before.
"Bartering seems to be a good idea."
Thinking of this solution, Jiang Caidie quickly flew up.
He happily flew over to his usual residence and dug out the things he had picked up before, including leftover petals of low-level spiritual flowers and unknown silk threads.
There are also some strange black things that look like some kind of mineral.
She spread out her six long legs, grabbed these things, and happily flew towards the human stalls, preparing to exchange these things for a set of demon skills.
However, the subsequent actual actions still hit the little colorful butterfly.
Either the other party didn't have any magic cultivation techniques at all, or they simply looked down on her things, saying that they were some unwanted junk, and simply drove her away, disliking her for affecting their business.
After bumping into things along the way, Jiang Caidie seemed to realize that these things were worthless.
Only she herself kept it as a treasure.
"Oh, it seems not working. What should I do?" Jiang Caidie stood on the roadside holding her things, looking a little dejected and listless.
Just when she was thinking about it.
A human cultivator who was passing by her had already walked past, but suddenly stopped and turned back to stare at the black stone as big as a human baby's palm in Jiang Caidie's arms.
Deep in those eyes, a strange light flickered.
He quickly turned around and came to Jiang Caidie.
"My fellow demon, how much do you want for this piece of black wood iron ore?"
"Huh?" Jiang Caidie stupidly looked up at the person who came and found that this was a human cultivator in the late Qi training stage, with powerful magic power, much more powerful than herself.
Seeing this, Jiang Caidie felt a little nervous unconsciously, but suddenly realized that this was also an opportunity.
(End of this chapter)
