Chapter 75

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However, this person, though strong, was a man of courage but no strategy, revering Mulingwei as a deity. If used wisely, he would be more than enough to deal with Chen Mo, but Mulingwei was not easy to deceive. He dared not act rashly in front of her.

Li Yuankai, seeing Mulingwei's calm expression, her extraordinary beauty, and her gentle demeanor, had a deep admiration hidden in his rugged features.

Hearing Fang Yingzhuo's taunts, to cover his embarrassment, he glared fiercely at Chen Mo and scolded harshly, "This boy has the audacity of a leopard, daring to cause trouble in Changchun Valley."

It's easy to frame someone. As for justice, it's a matter of perspective.

"I didn't come to cause trouble; I came to seek a master and learn." Chen Mo explained his purpose, then looked at Fang Yingzhuo with disdain: "It was this Fang Pharmacist who repeatedly blocked me, preventing me from entering Changchun Valley, even threatening my life. Out of desperation, I had no choice but to cut the suspension rope." Chen Mo explained the situation clearly, his handsome face showing sincerity.

"Shut up..." Fang Yingzhuo roared in anger, but was stopped by Mulingwei's gaze before he could finish.

Mulingwei frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Whose disciple are you here to become?"

"Right, who introduced you?" Fang Yingzhuo, with a dark face, pressed on. Changchun Valley was a prestigious holy land in the entire Great Wind Kingdom.

Whoever was qualified to learn alchemy, didn't they all have extraordinary backgrounds?

Either they grew up in the valley like Mulingwei, or they were from distinguished families. Chen Mo, from a fallen family with no background, could he possibly know any important figures?

Seeing his goddess speak, Li Yuankai, the fierce tiger, immediately turned into a gentle lamb, and said repeatedly, "Yes, yes..."

"I have come to become the disciple of Senior Lu Huazhen." Chen Mo mentioned the name from Huai Haomiao's letter.

Instantly,

"Hiss" several gasps of surprise were heard.

Fang Yingzhuo had a strange expression, barely holding back a burst of laughter.

Who was Lu Huazhen? Her name was not something an unknown nobody could call. She was the first Fifth-Rank Alchemist to appear after the disappearance of the Sixth-Rank Alchemy Master, whose peak strength and glory made her the head of Changchun Valley. However, she had passed away a year ago, her body reduced to ashes. Chen Mo actually came to become the disciple of a dead person; he must be out of his mind.

However, Lu Huazhen had a brilliant disciple, Mulingwei, who was no less remarkable than her.

Li Yuankai glared at Chen Mo more fiercely, stealing a glance at Mulingwei, not daring to breathe loudly, afraid to touch on her painful past.

Chen Mo also sensed an unusual atmosphere but didn't know what it was.

"Master!" A low murmur, filled with infinite sorrow, Mulingwei's bright eyes misted over, then cleared, and she asked Chen Mo, "You cannot call the Master's name casually. Who sent you to find my master?"

"Ah! It's like a flood has washed into the Dragon King's temple. I was introduced by Huai Haomiao to come to Changchun Valley to become her disciple." Chen Mo, realizing the significance, that this goddess-like woman was Lu Huazhen's disciple, making him her junior, quickly tried to get closer: "Senior Sister, take me to see our master."

Xuanguai Xiao Ba, sensing no danger, immediately blinked his eyes in flattery. "Goddess, let us pass, I want to eat something delicious."

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Mulingwei shook her head, indicating she had never heard of Huai Haomiao, her eyes showing a hint of bitterness.

"Boy, we don't know anyone named Huai Haomiao." Fang Yingzhuo sneered, lying hypocritically, "This boy is impersonating the old master's acquaintance, trying to deceive and cause trouble. I will drive him away for Senior Mu. Boy, this is your last chance, leave now."

Li Yuankai, having seen the boy several times staring at his goddess with intense eyes, was already very annoyed. As long as the boy wasn't recognized by the goddess, he would make him pay, at least gouging out his eyes. He himself didn't dare to look, yet this boy dared to stare so boldly? How hateful...

"Ha, a jumping clown, daring to say you don't know Huai Haomiao?" Chen Mo sneered at Fang Yingzhuo, but fortunately, he had something in his hand. He then took out half a jade pendant. This was the token given to him by Old Huai.

Everyone's eyes focused on the half-jade pendant, unsure of its significance.

Mulingwei's face changed slightly, her eyes brightening, her brows relaxing. She was very familiar with the pendant, with its lifelike fish and mysterious runes, emitting an ancient and primitive aura.

She knew it so well because she had the other half in her possession, given to her by her master on her deathbed, with instructions to treat anyone who presented the other half well and to fulfill their request.

Chen Mo nervously held the pendant, hoping it would be recognized as the key to entering Changchun Valley.

"Take the pendant, follow me." Mulingwei, following her master's instructions, closed her eyes slightly, stepped on a vine, and floated away like a fairy.

Chen Mo's heart finally settled, thinking that he would soon be able to meet his master, and all the hardships were worth it. He and Xiao Ba hurriedly followed Mulingwei.

When they encountered Fang Yingzhuo, Chen Mo ignored him, passing by his body. To Li Yuankai and the others, he shouted, "Excuse me, excuse me," brushing past them.

Li Yuankai and the others, touching their noses, realized that Mulingwei had recognized the boy's identity and couldn't stop him. They felt envy and jealousy, muttering, "You got lucky, you brat."

As Xiao Ba passed by Fang Yingzhuo, he spat a mouthful of saliva on his face, calling him a liar. "You dare to say you didn't see my mighty and dominant brother?"

"Hmph," ignoring him, Xiao Ba followed Chen Mo, chasing after the goddess.

Fang Yingzhuo, wiping the saliva from his face, glared at Chen Mo's back with hatred. "Boy, you wait and see, just because you entered the valley doesn't mean you'll be safe."

Mulingwei's innate Eighth-Rank cultivation allowed her to float through the air, crossing a hundred feet effortlessly.

Chen Mo, unable to keep up, had almost exhausted his Bright Mystic Qi from the continuous battles. But he persevered, gritting his teeth and chasing after her.

Mulingwei deliberately didn't wait for Chen Mo, partly to test his perseverance and partly as punishment for breaking the suspension rope. She stopped at the entrance of Changchun Valley, waiting for him.

Chen Mo finally arrived at the entrance of Changchun Valley, panting heavily. Seeing Mulingwei's ethereal figure, he felt a surge of excitement, relieved that she was waiting for him, showing she didn't intend to abandon him.

"My name is Chen Mo, I come from..." Before he could finish,

Mulingwei interrupted him, "Follow me." She stepped forward and entered Changchun Valley.

Xiao Ba, running on all fours, was drenched in sweat but, driven by the desire for the abundant medicinal herbs and elixirs, he pushed on.

As they entered the valley, both Chen Mo and Xiao Ba were stunned by what they saw.

What is a holy land? This is it.

Two towering mountains, one covered in snow with a cold, icy peak, the other blazing with a fiery peak, stood in stark contrast, like two fierce dragons embracing each other, with the valley as the pearl they held. Inside the valley, it was a scene of vibrant life and spring warmth. Pavilions and terraces were scattered among the flowers and greenery, like a hidden paradise.

What puzzled Chen Mo was a large platform in the center of the valley, with a huge bronze cauldron covered by a black, shiny stone, emitting a mysterious force. Nine smaller cauldrons on a lower tier surrounded the large one, forming a nine-nine unity. Smoke rose from the smaller cauldrons, being absorbed by the black stone, which seemed to have many small openings.

Chen Mo was deeply moved, following Mulingwei. He had seen the life-and-death struggles in the small cave, the vast Qiu Long Mountains, and traveled thousands of miles, but he had never seen such a unique scene.

As he stepped onto the path paved with red stones, he felt a warm force rising from his feet, traveling through his meridians to his qi sea, slowly restoring his weak Bright Mystic Qi. Truly, this was a holy land with abundant resources. Even the path was made of rare treasures.

Mulingwei's delicate brows were slightly furrowed, her face cold, and she remained silent, lost in thought.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

Looking at Mulingwei's ice-carved face, Chen Mo couldn't help but overlap her face with another, and asked, "Senior Sister," testing the title with a smile, seeing no reaction from Mulingwei, he continued, "Do you have a twin sister?"

Mulingwei came to her senses, glanced at Chen Mo indifferently, remembering his performance on the suspension rope, and asked, "Have you seen a woman who looks like me?"

Then, with a hint of loneliness and melancholy, "I am an orphan. My master found me and raised me. I don't know if I have any siblings."

Her memories before the age of five were blank, only remembering that Master Lu Huazhen had brought her back and raised her. She had been both mother and teacher, teaching her everything she knew.

Chen Mo's heart trembled, feeling the loneliness in her soul. She had a similar background to him. Thinking of his family, Chen Mo felt a warmth in his heart, wondering what Huo Wu was doing. That little girl must be intensively training, her fire-attribute Mystic Qi vast and pure, abundant to the point of being astonishing.

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