Chapter 10

"Ha ha..." The white-bearded man laughed heartily, "I never thought that on my way through this small place, I would find a disciple with such potential..."

The beautiful woman, who had been silent all along, suddenly interrupted the white-bearded man, "Lyuanhua, she is not suitable for your Lihuo Sect. I have decided to take her as my last disciple."

Lyuanhua's voice abruptly stopped as if his throat had been clamped. After a moment, he shouted angrily, "Jing Feilan, what do you mean? You already have five disciples, and I don't have any at all."

Jing Feilan remained calm and said, "After taking her as my disciple, I won't mention that matter again..."

Lyuanhua's face turned bright red, and his neck flushed with anger, but he could not utter another word in protest.

Mo Wujie had finally figured out that Lyuanhua had some leverage in Jing Feilan's hands.

After several seconds, Lyuanhua said word by word, "Jing Feilan, I can agree to other things, but I must take this disciple. You can't be unreasonable. If I hadn't suddenly discovered her spiritual nature, would you even know she exists?"

Jing Feilan replied coolly, "She has never practiced, yet her third eye is already surrounded by spiritual aura. Even if you didn't bring her in for testing, I would have done it."

After saying this, Jing Feilan did not explain further. Instead, she took out a red paper bird and seemed to be talking to herself, "I'll send a message to the Lihuo Sect first..."

Seeing Jing Feilan's action, Lyuanhua stomped his foot hard and said resentfully, "You're ruthless."

After saying this, he turned and rushed out, his footsteps quickly disappearing.

After Lyuanhua left, Jing Feilan looked at Yan'er with enthusiasm and said, "What's your name? Would you like to be my disciple and practice with me?"

Yan'er had been taking care of Mo Wujie for so many years, and her mind was far more mature than her age. After what had just happened, how could she not know that she not only had a spiritual root but also a very good one, and that this woman wanted her as a disciple?

Although she was very happy to know she had a good spiritual root, Yan'er was very clear that if she became this woman's disciple, she would have to leave Young Master.

In Raozhou City, people with spiritual roots had appeared before, but she had never heard of someone with a spiritual root going to learn skills while still bringing their family along.

"My name is Yan'er. I can't go with you to practice. I want to stay with Young Master," Yan'er shook her head without hesitation.

"Do you know what a Xianshi is? Do you know how many people would yearn for such an opportunity but never get it? Not to mention, your Young Master is also very eager to practice, right? Once you enter the Xian sect, you will have a long life, and you will rule over all the mortals in the world." Jing Feilan patiently persuaded her.

Yan'er did not answer Jing Feilan but just shook her head.

Jing Feilan saw that Mo Wujie was the one in charge. Her gaze fell on Mo Wujie, and although it seemed warm, the disdain in her eyes was not hidden.

"Yan'er has very good spiritual root potential. If she stays here, it will be a waste of her. If she goes with me, she will become a Xianshi in your legends one day. Staying with you will harm her. I think you wouldn't want to force her to stay. If you really care about her, tell her what she should do."

After saying this, Jing Feilan stared straight at Mo Wujie.

Mo Wujie took a deep breath. He was very annoyed by the woman's gaze. Yan'er had very good potential and could practice anywhere. Didn't Lyuanhua just want to take Yan'er as his disciple? Moreover, this woman's background was unknown. Who knew what she would do with Yan'er?

If it was detrimental to Yan'er, Mo Wujie would rather have her stay with him. He believed that with his knowledge and abilities, he would not waste Yan'er's spiritual root.

Being a disciple of this woman wasn't a problem, as long as she showed them her sect and he could confirm that she wasn't deceiving Yan'er. But this woman was so aggressive and didn't explain her identity at all. Mo Wujie naturally didn't want Yan'er to go with a stranger.

"No need for you to worry, Sister. Yan'er and I are doing just fine here. Girl, let's go..." Mo Wujie said, pulling Yan'er's hand to leave.

A flash of anger crossed Jing Feilan's eyes, and she stepped sideways to block Mo Wujie and Yan'er, "Leaving Yan'er behind is selfish."

Mo Wujie sneered, "She is my family. What does it have to do with you?"

Yan'er wasn't ignorant. She felt Jing Feilan's impending anger and quickly said, "Sister, can my spiritual root be transferred to Young Master? If it can, I..."

"Go..." Before Yan'er could finish her sentence, Jing Feilan grabbed her arm and took her away.

"Young Master..." Yan'er's cry echoed, and Mo Wujie felt as if his heart had been torn out, leaving him with a sense of emptiness.

By the time he rushed out, there was no sign of Yan'er or Jing Feilan.

"Bang!" Mo Wujie punched a wooden rack beside him, blood trickling down the rack, but he felt no pain.

This was his first day in this world, and he had repeatedly felt his own powerlessness and weakness. The advantage he had in negotiating with Lu Jiujun was now gone. Here, without strength, there was no dignity.

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A day later, Mo Wujie buried his frustration deep in his heart and decided to go to Danhan Alchemy first.

Danhan Alchemy, once a top alchemy workshop in Chengyu Kingdom, now had only one shop and a single workshop.

After asking several people, Mo Wujie finally found the Danhan Alchemy workshop on a remote street.

Lu Jiujun had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Mo Wujie, he hurriedly laughed and welcomed him into the workshop.

"Old Lu, your Danhan Alchemy is quite large. I almost couldn't find it," Mo Wujie said, feeling somewhat disappointed when he saw the dilapidated state of Danhan Alchemy.

Because he lacked strength, he had to keep yesterday's events hidden in his heart. Deep down, Mo Wujie was still extremely eager to practice. In his previous life, he had studied medicinal liquids that could expand meridians. If meridians could be expanded, who could say that a person without a spiritual root couldn't use a medicinal liquid to develop one?

Because of this侥幸的念头, Mo Wujie hoped to get a better laboratory to experiment with the medicinal liquid for expanding spiritual roots. The current state of Danhan Alchemy clearly wouldn't have a very good laboratory.

Lu Jiujun smiled awkwardly, "Brother Mo, besides this workshop, we also have a shop. Although it's not large, it's in a bustling area. Moreover, this workshop isn't as small as it looks. There's a large courtyard behind it."

Mo Wujie nodded, not continuing to talk about this. In fact, he understood that if Lu Jiujun didn't trust him, no one else would have given him a 50% share to join.

"Old Lu, you know my situation. Although I know alchemy, I'm not very clear about market demand. Can we talk about it first?"

Lu Jiujun raised his hand generously, "Brother Mo, even if you didn't say it, I would have discussed this with you. Please come inside."

Following Lu Jiujun up to the second floor of the workshop, Mo Wujie saw several dozen relatively new machines on the workbenches. Mo Wujie had never touched the technological products of this world and was not very clear about the performance of these machines.

Seeing so many machines in this small space, Mo Wujie had a higher opinion of Lu Jiujun. Clearly, Lu Jiujun also believed that developing new varieties was the key to reviving Danhan Alchemy. From the second-floor window, Mo Wujie also saw the courtyard behind, which looked as Lu Jiujun had described. There were some houses around the courtyard, and the environment was relatively quiet. This made Mo Wujie very satisfied, as it was suitable for researching his new medicine.

Lu Jiujun looked at the machines, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his spirit and said, "Brother Mo, these machines are the most valuable things we have in Danhan Alchemy now."

Mo Wujie nodded, "I can see that."

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