Chapter 54

The sound of 'swish swish swish' filled the air as the Bright Mystic Qi surged like a sudden bolt of lightning from the horizon, dancing into myriad light arrows that split the heavy black mass, shattering it into pieces, unable to coalesce again.

Under the illumination of the Bright Mystic Qi, how could darkness exist? The Bright Mystic Qi, with its utmost rigidity and yang energy, like the blazing sun, caused the black qi to retreat in terror, dissipating like smoke and clouds.

As the black qi dispersed, the powerful healing ability of the green liquid carried by the Bright Mystic Qi entered Qu Tianyao's body in waves. Like the spring breeze that cannot be stopped by ice and snow, the sunlight melted the ice, turning it into water droplets that flowed and converged into a clear, rushing stream, nourishing and restoring the functions of life.

Suddenly, Qu Tianyao's body felt a light and gentle sensation, and she trembled slightly. The black qi on her face began to change, slowly dissipating, restoring her skin to its snow-white complexion. Her eyelashes, like butterfly wings, fluttered violently, and her consciousness gradually cleared. Her body felt weak and sore, as if she had just walked through a hell of boiling water and fire. The black qi that had enveloped her mind and body was replaced by a ray of light.

Chen Mo's forehead was drenched in sweat, and he continued to squeeze the young sprout.

The two small leaves of the young sprout had spread out, no longer exuding green liquid, and seemed to be saying, "Squeeze if you can; it's your skill if you can get anything out."

Chen Mo's breathing became heavy. He regretted his lack of resources, which prevented the young sprout from growing. His cultivation was insufficient, and he did not have enough Bright Mystic Qi. He exhaled a deep breath, knowing that the Bright Mystic Qi had eliminated the black qi, and Qu Tianyao's life should be safe. He felt a slight relief.

Leaning against Jasmine, Qu Tianyao murmured, breaking free from the dark shackles and finally opening her eyes. She felt a lazy, warm sensation, as if she were soaking in a warm pool, with the cool and gentle aura of the water caressing her entire body.

Qu Tianyao's eyes, clear and distinct, gazed at Chen Mo, whose hair was damp with sweat. Was this the person who saved her? There was a sweet, cool taste in her throat, similar to the pastries she usually ate, but it was unbearable, like a fish bone stuck in her throat.

Suddenly, black blood and green bean pills spewed out.

"Ahh!" Jasmine's heart nearly leaped out of her throat as she screamed in shock.

"Yao'er!" Qu Xinghe's fury exploded, and he roared. Thinking his daughter was in danger, he could no longer hold back, his clothes flapping in the fierce wind as he rushed in.

Instantly, a chilling killing aura filled the entire room.

Xuan Gui Xiao Ba's eyes bulged, and without hesitation, he leaped over the threshold, dashing in like the wind.

Yan Zhiwu tilted his head and perked up his ears, listening to the commotion inside, waiting for Chen Mo's scream of pain.

Fang Yingzhu bared his teeth, still arrogant, his eyes fixed on the inside, hoping to hear that scream of pain.

Huai Haomiao clasped his hands and sighed, feeling a pang of regret: "A young life, about to fall because of youthful recklessness."

But unexpectedly, the inside was eerily quiet, making people feel suffocated and afraid.

In front of Qu Tianyao's bed, Qu Xinghe's raised hand, surrounded by a fierce killing aura, was poised above Chen Mo's head, ready to strike and splatter blood.

Under the shadow of death, Chen Mo's face turned red, his cheeks bulging, his forehead pounding, and his heart beating like a drum. The Bright Mystic Qi within him surged uncontrollably in the sea of qi, resisting the overwhelming force pressing down.

Xuan Gui Xiao Ba, lying on the edge of the bed, contrary to his usual fear, struggled to climb up, trying to save Chen Mo and take the blow for him.

Qu Xinghe's cold, murderous eyes stared intently at Qu Tianyao's open eyes and moving pupils. Suddenly, he doubted: had his daughter really come back to life?

"Daddy," a hoarse voice called, shocking everyone.

Qu Tianyao's mind was clear, her eyes filled with anxiety as she looked at Chen Mo. She raised her weak wrist, touching the white hair at Qu Xinghe's temples, to let him know she was alive.

Qu Xinghe shuddered, coming to his senses. Shock, excitement, and joy surged through his heart like a tidal wave, overwhelming him. His eyes shone with a near-fanatical light, as if he had suddenly found hope in a state of complete despair.

From the brink of death, he had been reborn, and what was lost had been regained. The sudden joy made him tremble. He looked at Chen Mo, who was still struggling, and forcibly retracted his hand that was about to strike.

Breathing heavily, Chen Mo suppressed the surging Bright Mystic Qi and calmed his racing heart.

Xuan Gui Xiao Ba, seeing the restraint lifted, pounced into Chen Mo's arms. He turned his head, his eyes glaring at Qu Xinghe, as if scolding him: "You damn traitor, ungrateful wretch!"

Qu Xinghe, moved to tears, choked out, "Yao'er, thank heaven and earth, you're alive." He then tightly gripped his daughter's shoulders, confirming that it was real, a miracle had happened.

He then looked at Chen Mo, who had calmed down: "How did this boy do it? Was the pill really that effective? Did I misjudge him?"

He glanced at the turtle, who had been ready to sacrifice itself and was now glaring at him with resentment. Qu Tianyao looked at Chen Mo with a gentle, apologetic expression. Thinking of how close he had come to killing him, he felt embarrassed and his face turned red in relief that he had not struck.

"This, this, young man, don't take it to heart. Forgive an old man's concern for his daughter."

In an instant, the world had turned upside down.

The light silk curtains swayed.

Yan Zhiwu, hearing the commotion, stumbled in, his mouth agape in shock. Qu Tianyao's lively eyes were open, her breathing steady, her vitality restored, and she looked charming and pitiable, with no trace of death.

Fang Yingzhu, however, was stunned and his arrogance diminished. His wide robe trembled, and his eyes, like those of a vulture, wished to tear Chen Mo to pieces. His dignity had been completely lost.

Huai Haomiao's eyes lit up. A miracle had truly happened? He secretly praised, "This boy is indeed extraordinary!"

But Chen Mo's face was expressionless. The experience of life and death had made his mind even stronger and more resilient. He was calm and resolute. His strength, or rather, his lack of it, was the issue. Otherwise, who would dare treat him like this?

He got out of bed, holding Xiao Ba. In the face of life and death, Xiao Ba had shown true loyalty. "I'll make up for the turtle food I withheld earlier."

He said to Qu Xinghe, neither humble nor arrogant: "City Lord Qu, your daughter is alive, but her meridians are severely damaged. I need to continue her treatment. Please, City Lord, give me some time."

"Of course, of course, follow Prince Xuanyuan's instructions," Qu Xinghe said, his face red with embarrassment. He bowed to Chen Mo, "Please forgive me, Prince Xuanyuan. I apologize."

"Prince Xuanyuan, I was rude earlier. Please don't hold it against me. I'll do whatever you say from now on," Jasmine said, tears streaming down her face.

Do whatever you say? Chen Mo almost spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly composed himself.

Jasmine then glanced at Yan Zhiwu and Fang Yingzhu with disdain, thinking, "They're just a pair of cowards, all talk and no action."

"I need to help Miss get dressed. Please leave, everyone," Jasmine said bluntly, making Yan Zhiwu's face turn red with embarrassment.

Qu Xinghe ignored them, knowing that without Chen Mo, his daughter would have perished.

Yan Zhiwu, filled with hatred, exchanged a glance with Fang Yingzhu. They knew that staying longer would only make them look foolish, so they laughed dryly and left. They had come up empty-handed, and their pride was bruised. They glanced at Chen Mo with extreme malice.

"I will keep my word. Whatever you need, just ask," Qu Xinghe said, feeling guilty and wanting to compensate Chen Mo.

Chen Mo, knowing his financial situation and the urgent need for the pill to nourish the young sprout, said frankly, "I need half the payment in advance."

Such a small request, Qu Xinghe readily agreed, handing over a golden ticket worth fifty thousand taels, which gleamed attractively.

At this moment, Chen Mo's status in Qu Xinghe's eyes soared. This boy, who was not swayed by material wealth, was elegant and rare. His future was bright, and Qu Xinghe developed a deep appreciation for his talent.

Qu Tianyao remained silent, her eyes fixed on Chen Mo's face. His slightly yellow face and bright, clear eyes, like the morning sun, were pure and clean. Chen Mo took the golden ticket, stuffed it into his pocket, and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, I'll take my leave. I'll come back in a few days to continue her treatment."

He felt justified in taking the money.

This place was not suitable for lingering, so he left immediately.

Qu Tianyao was lost in thought, watching Chen Mo's back, her eyes filled with contemplation.

She gently pulled Qu Xinghe's sleeve, her face blushing like a blooming peach. She whispered in his ear, "Father, I'm afraid someone might harm Prince Xuanyuan."

A sharp light flashed in Qu Xinghe's eyes, and he waved his hand. An old man, who had been hiding in the shadows, bowed respectfully and followed Chen Mo.

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The streets of Chongxuan City were bustling with people, and the taverns, teahouses, inns, and shops were crowded.

Chen Mo, having just left the Qu residence, spent the fifty thousand taels on a fourth-grade spirit pill, "Cui Ling Dan," which was one of the best pills available in Chongxuan City, and there was only one of its kind.

If the gap between a Spirit Apprentice and a Spirit Master was like a vast chasm, then the cultivation above the Spirit Master level was like a series of towering mountains, making progress extremely difficult. Besides the necessary hard work, the resources required were terrifying.

Chen Mo walked casually through the bustling streets of Chongxuan City, but the lively scenes on both sides of the street no longer caught his attention.

"Brother Xuanyuan, you truly have a compassionate heart. You came to the pharmacy to get medicine as soon as you left the City Lord's residence. With such remarkable medical skills, who is your master?"

Yan Zhiwu, who had been waiting outside, could no longer hold back when he saw Chen Mo leave the pharmacy. He blocked Chen Mo with a few subordinates.

"It's you. What is it?" Chen Mo looked at Yan Zhiwu coldly, a hint of undetectable killing intent flashing in his dark eyes.

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