"Wang Chuan, come here." Mo Qingchen thought for half a day without understanding, and decided to call Wang Chuan over to see what's going on.

  Wang Chuan indeed listened and walked step by step to the head of the bed upon hearing the words.

  Mo Qingchen looked up and down at Wang Chuan and found that a large piece of Wang Chuan's shirt was wet on his chest.

  Mo Qingchen, who had already gotten used to undressing Wang Chuan, didn't hesitate and tore open Wang Chuan's top, staring at his left chest in contemplation.

  There, it is where the spirit stone was placed by the River of Forgetfulness!

  Mo Qingchen's eyes lit up as he thought of this, and he stretched out his hand to lightly touch the mechanism there. A small cover popped open, revealing a somewhat dull spiritual stone quietly lying inside. Based on common knowledge, Mo Qingchen already understood that this was a spiritual stone that had exhausted all its energy, or in other words, a useless stone.

  But around that piece of waste stone, a green liquid was lingering, emitting a faint wine aroma, it was indeed the fine wine in the wine gourd!

  Is it that...

  Mo Qingchen's heart skipped a beat as she thought of this, and she reached out to retrieve the waste stone, adding some more fine wine to it. Then, she closed the mechanism and ordered: "Wang Chuan, put the cup back on the table."

  Jiang forgot to see the river slowly stretching out his arm to take over the cup, step by step towards the table.

  Mo Qingchen took a deep breath, pressing down on his violently heaving chest, and muttered to himself: Calm down, calm down!

  After a while, Mo Qingchen finally calmed down, looking at Wangchuan who was acting as usual, and then at the wine gourd in his hand, his heart full of joy.

  Could it be that the fine wine in this gourd can serve as a substitute for a spiritual stone? If so, then I'll never have to worry about my cultivation again. When cultivators cultivate with a spiritual stone in hand, they can greatly increase their cultivation speed.

  No way, if that's the case, then why hasn't my cultivation speed increased despite constantly drinking? Do I need to soak the waste stone in fine wine or something?

  Mo Qingchen threw the waste stone into the wine and then pressed his hand on it to cultivate, but soon opened his eyes and shook his head, no good!

  In that case, wouldn't it be possible for the waste stone to revert back into a spiritual stone if it were soaked in wine for a while?

  Mo Qingchen's mind was getting more and more scattered, she really wanted to figure out the role of fine wine in the gourd.

  But this can't be seen immediately. Thinking of this, Mo Qingchen put away the Forgetful River and decided to cultivate for a big week before resting, and then see if there's any change on the second day.

  One night passed, and on the second day, a weak ray of dawn had just entered the room when Mo Qingchen opened his eyes. He eagerly looked at the stone that had been soaking in wine, but was disappointed to find that it still looked dull and grey, with no apparent change.

  Mo Qingchen tried several methods, but ultimately had to admit that the fine wine in the gourd could only serve two purposes for the time being: one was to drink it himself, and the other was to allow Wang Chuan to move without using spiritual stones.

  That day, no one came to visit Mo Qingchen. Mo Danyan simply instructed a few words and left in a hurry, leaving Mo Qingchen alone, which was just right for him to practice and pass the time.

  In this way, two days passed and Mo Qingchen finally returned to normal.

  She stretched herself greatly and let Yun Chi dress her up.

  Yun Zhi stood behind Mo Qingchen, her hands moving deftly and quickly to tie up her hair, and in no time a beautiful butterfly bun was formed.

  She looked herself up and down, still not satisfied, opened the jewelry box on her dresser, picked out a pair of butterfly hairpins from inside, and inserted them into her hair, matching the blue pearl flower that Mo Qingchen wore every day, which was given by Mo Da Ye.

  Yun Zhi nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's a pity that the young lady always wears white clothes. If she wore light pink, it would be even more beautiful."

  Mo Qingchen smiled helplessly and said: "Yunzhi sister, why did I dress up so beautifully? Alright, follow me to Er Ye's place for a trip."

  After the year-end assessment, Mo Qingchen and others no longer need to go to Chaoyang Hall for cultivation, they can move freely until after the 15th of the first month before returning.

  When he heard this news, Mo Qingchen asked Mo Dajian in surprise: "Why do we Mo family also have to celebrate the New Year like ordinary people?"

  "Ahah, you silly girl," Mo Da said with a chuckle, patting her head. "Our Mo family is mostly ordinary people, and even among the other three spiritual families living in Luoyang City, they will take this opportunity to make some moves. Come on, don't worry about these things, just enjoy this rare chance to have some fun."

  Mo Danyan thought that playing was a child's nature, but didn't know that Mo Qingchen had just entered the Refining Qi period and was eager to practice all the time. When he heard that he couldn't go to Chaoyang Hall, he felt disappointed in his heart.

  However, Mo Qingchen also took the opportunity to hear that Second Master had become accustomed to living in Chaoyang Hall, and even on days when they didn't go to the hall for cultivation, he would still be there.

  Thinking it wouldn't be good to go empty-handed, Mo Qing dusted off a small jar of peach wine from under the bed. This was still from when Grandfather had given some during the Peach Blossom Banquet, and now only three jars were left.

  It was approaching the end of the year and extremely cold. The master and servant were both wearing fur coats, hurrying to the Chao Yang Hall.

  Mo Qingchen only now felt the benefits of entering the Refining Qi stage. In the past, her legs were short and her arms were small, when walking with Yun Zhi, she always had to slow down intentionally to wait for her. But at this moment, she felt that her whole body was exceptionally light, with a feeling of being able to run like flying.

  "Miss, we've arrived." Yunzhi gazed at the wooden hut that was all too familiar.

  "Yunzhi sister, you wait here for a while, I'll be back soon." Mo Qingchen said as he took the basket of peaches from Yunzhi's hand and walked towards the wooden house.

  "Second Grandfather." Mo Qingchen knocked on the door and called out in a clear voice.

  Before long, a hoarse voice came from inside: "Is that Little Sixteen? The cold is bitter, come in quickly." As the door opened, Mo Dahe's face full of wrinkles appeared.

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, thinking of Second Grandpa who had been stuck at the fourth layer of Qi Refining and couldn't even cast Object Manipulation Techniques, having to do everything manually like an ordinary person.

  "Little Sixteen, why are you running over on such a cold day? Don't you know that the Chao Yang Hall is already closed?" Mo Da He asked with a smile, looking at Mo Qingchen's rosy face.

  "Understood." Mo Qingchen said.

  "Hmm, judging from my memory, I suppose Little Sixteen is here to collect his storage bag?" Mo Dahu said with a smile.

  Mo Qingdun nodded and said: "Yes, Mo Qing was lucky to enter the Refining Qi stage, and I'm very curious about what that storage bag is like!"

  "Hehe, Little Sixteen, this is your storage bag." Mo Dahu smiled and pulled out a light green small pouch from his sleeve.

  Mo Qingchen saw the small light green bag with white lotus flowers embroidered on it, and couldn't help but feel delighted. He took it over and said: "Thank you, Second Master, this is the peach wine brought by Qingchen, please don't despise it."

  "Where did this little girl come from? This peach wine was brewed from the peaches in your grandfather's courtyard, wasn't it? There are many people who have been eyeing this peach wine every year. Second Grandfather is really envious." Mo Dahu said.

  Mò Qīngchén blinked his eyes and said: "Qīngchén is also! Second Grandfather, I won't disturb your rest anymore."

  Mo Qing dust bid farewell to Mo Dahe, carrying Yunzhi with a happy heart, walking towards Yang Yi Garden, but saw Hu Tou and a man with his back to her beside a blooming winter plum.