Chapter 76

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"Master Mu." A group of people in gray robes saw Mu Lingwei and many of them looked at her with admiration, then respectfully stood aside, clearing the path in the middle.

Mu Lingwei nodded slightly in acknowledgment and walked past with a composed and elegant gait.

Xuan Gui Xiao Ba followed closely behind Mu Lingwei, strutting with his head held high, looking extremely pleased with himself.

Chen Mo also followed, taking advantage of the situation to walk with a broad stride. As he passed by the crowd, he encountered many hostile glares that scrutinized him from head to toe. Among them was a gaze filled with arrogance and disdain.

This person had clear and handsome features, fair skin. On the front of his gray robe, three clusters of flame patterns were embroidered, and his thin lips were pressed together, giving a sense of sharpness. His brown eyes looked at people with a slanted glance, exuding a soft and sinister aura.

Chen Mo, dressed in tattered clothes and with a wind-dusted appearance, was imprinted in the man's eyes. The man sneered and lifted his chin high.

Chen Mo also curled his lips. This person clearly lived a life of luxury and had a high opinion of himself, a young master. Then he continued to follow behind Mu Lingwei, striding away.

"Senior Brother Jiang, who is this boy? He's too arrogant, isn't he?" This person was Fang Yingzhuo's junior brother, Huo Yingfan. His eyes and brows carried a fierce expression. After some thought, he recalled that Senior Brother Fang Yingzhuo went to intercept a boy named Chen Mo today and had not returned yet. Could this boy be him?

Thinking of Senior Brother Fang Yingzhuo's strength, it was impossible for him to be no match for that boy, right?

"Looks like he's just a clueless nobody, daring to show off in front of Senior Brother Jiang. Should we, the junior brothers, ... ." With a fawning and servile attitude, Li Yuncun approached Jiang Chen, extending one foot to grind on the red stone.

Jiang Chen, who was surrounded by admirers, sneered: "Just a nobody. I wouldn't lower myself to step on him."

"Yes, yes, congratulations on Senior Brother Jiang's promotion to a Third-Rank Alchemist, refining high-quality Third-Rank Pulse Nourishing Pills. You stand out in Changchun Valley, and few of your peers can match you..." A series of flattering words accompanied Jiang Chen as he left.

Continuing deeper into the center of Changchun Valley, they encountered more and more people in various colored robes.

Mu Lingwei's appearance seemed to have caused quite a stir, with admiration, envy, and respect evident in the gazes directed at her. The various looks cast at Chen Mo were also diverse.

However, with the respectful title "Master Mu" spreading along the way, Chen Mo did not encounter any trouble, though his scalp tingled a bit. The woman in front, clearly young and beautiful, was addressed as Master, indicating her high status in Changchun Valley. Her alchemist rank must be quite high, perhaps Fourth-Rank?

"Have you seen the flame patterns on the robes? This is a unique symbol in Changchun Valley to distinguish the ranks of alchemists. One cluster represents a First-Rank Alchemist, capable of refining First-Rank pills. Two clusters, three clusters, and so on." Mu Lingwei briefly described the rank system of alchemists in Changchun Valley.

Chen Mo nodded, his heart stirred. Alchemists were undoubtedly a powerful existence. It was better to rely on oneself than on others. Learning and applying knowledge to improve one's cultivation was the best. He really wanted to ask Mu Lingwei what rank she was.

Suddenly, a graceful woman blocked Mu Lingwei's path, followed by two young men, both First-Rank Alchemists.

"Master Mu." Her soft and seductive voice was bone-chilling, but carried no respect.

Mu Lingwei recognized her as Ye Lianxiang, the charming princess of Dafeng Kingdom. She then smiled faintly and said calmly, "It's Ye Lianxiang. Your aura is thick, indicating a breakthrough in cultivation. You must have reached the Eighth Rank Spirit Master, right?"

The two male alchemists stared at Mu Lingwei, amazed by her beauty. They dared not look too much, fearing they would desecrate her.

Mu Lingwei was detached and highly cultivated, usually coming and going alone, making it rare to see her. Witnessing her divine beauty was a rare opportunity.

The two beautiful women, one a national beauty and the other a secluded orchid, were both stunning. However, Mu Lingwei's ethereal and radiant appearance clearly surpassed the other by more than a notch.

Facing this person who could only be admired from a distance, the young alchemists respectfully stepped back. Encountering a goddess, even a brief whiff of her divine aura was enough to savor for a long time.

"Master Mu, you flatter me. To reach Master Mu's level, I have a long way to go." Ye Lianxiang spoke in a coquettish and affected manner, flattering Mu Lingwei. However, inside, she harbored a venomous snake, feeling aggrieved that she, who considered herself the most beautiful in Dafeng Kingdom, had been relegated to second place in Changchun Valley. Seeing the men who had fallen for her charm casting more glances at Mu Lingwei, she almost gnashed her teeth.

Mu Lingwei, with a detached nature, did not pay her any more attention and left with a slight nod.

The coquettish voice made Chen Mo's skin crawl. The woman called Ye Lianxiang had naturally red lips, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a beauty mark on her rosy cheek. Her every gesture and smile was captivating. He steadied his heart, avoided looking at her, and quickly followed Mu Lingwei.

Xuan Gui Xiao Ba, disliking the overwhelming seductive scent, quickly covered his nose and ran away, secretly praising the fresh and elegant scent of the fairy sister.

Ye Lianxiang was even more furious. With her innate intelligence, she was already a Third-Rank Alchemist and believed that refining Fourth-Rank pills was not far off. Plus, her status as a revered royal of Dafeng Kingdom.

Everyone should give her some respect, but Mu Lingwei ignored her, and so did the tattered boy and the gray turtle.

"Where does this blind and arrogant boy come from?" Ye Lianxiang seemed to have been deeply hurt today, revealing her fierce side.

Turning to the two followers, she viciously shouted, "Scram."

The two young First-Rank Alchemists touched their noses, said nothing, and left awkwardly.

The journey was uneventful, and Chen Mo followed Mu Lingwei through almost half of Changchun Valley, mentally noting the environment and facilities.

The two and the turtle arrived at the foot of Huolong Peak.

"Let's go to the Floating Pavilion first." Mu Lingwei pointed to a beautifully crafted and grand Floating Pavilion above them. The high eaves were adorned with five clusters of flame patterns, vibrant and eye-catching.

Chen Mo, looking at the flame patterns, understood why even Third-Rank Alchemists in Changchun Valley would respectfully step aside. Mu Lingwei, a Fifth-Rank Alchemist, was an astonishing existence.

To think that Huai Haomiao, a Second-Rank Alchemist, was already considered a king of alchemy within a thousand miles of Zhongxuan City.

Still in awe, Chen Mo saw Mu Lingwei lightly tap her foot and rise gracefully, like a lark in the forest, soaring into the sky. In a moment, she was dozens of feet high, her toes touching a purple orchid on the mountain wall, causing it to tremble and bloom, releasing a fragrant aroma.

She landed gracefully on the railing of the pavilion, looking down at Chen Mo with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

The powerful innate energy of a先天 strong practitioner was displayed before him, leaving a profound impression.

Chen Mo suddenly felt like a lowly and powerless ant. His heart sank, and he silently vowed, "I am still young, with a passionate youth. As long as I keep striving, I will surely catch up with you, leap onto the Floating Pavilion, and reach the same height as you."

Looking at the steep mountain wall below the Floating Pavilion, with no stairs or ropes to climb, he wondered how to get up.

Mu Lingwei's clear voice echoed from above, "I'll lower a basket. You can ride in the basket to come up."

Chen Mo shook his head, firmly refusing.

"Or I can throw you two ropes. I can pull you up." Mu Lingwei calmly waved her hand, and a rope fell from above, swaying in front of Chen Mo.

Chen Mo looked at Mu Lingwei from a distance, a sense of indomitable and stubborn determination flowing through him.

To reach a certain height, one must overcome difficulties, persist, and conquer oneself to achieve a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

The same principle applied to relying on Mu Lingwei's ability to reach the Floating Pavilion. Chen Mo had only three words in mind: unwilling.

Chen Mo began to rack his brain for a way to climb up, opening his mind and using his eyes and divine sense to carefully observe the rugged mountain wall. Small grasses grew on it, green and vibrant, with fine cracks hidden beneath them, magnified in his eyes. Higher up, there were purple orchids. A flash of inspiration struck him.

However, his blue was insufficient, or rather, the innate energy in his qi sea was lacking. Although he had recovered some on the red stones, it was far from enough to reach the Floating Pavilion.

Suddenly, he remembered a Second-Rank Great Spirit Pill he had obtained from a killer sent by Ku Muqing. He hesitated to use it, as he hadn't even used it in his life-and-death struggle with Fang Yingzhuo.

Chen Mo sighed, but for the sake of becoming a disciple and future cultivation, he couldn't be shortsighted. Besides, once he became Lu Huazhen's disciple, wouldn't such pills be easily obtainable? He could refine dozens and indulge himself. With this thought, he touched his storage ring, quickly took out the Spirit Pill, and swallowed it resolutely.

The medicinal power spread through his meridians, and the innate energy in his qi sea suddenly condensed, becoming full.

He decided to use the "Thunder Flash" technique from the Three Thunder Techniques to climb the Floating Pavilion. Although this technique was highly consuming, only its explosive speed could give him a chance to reach the top.

Approaching the mountain wall, he infused his limbs with innate energy, ready to launch.

Mu Lingwei, standing on the railing, watched Chen Mo with a white robe fluttering, exuding a majestic aura like a fairy standing on a cloud, overlooking the world.

Thinking of her deceased master, her heart was filled with endless ripples. Her eyes were slightly misty, and her long eyelashes trembled.

She couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

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