Facing Qin Yi’s questioning, Mu Yueyao pouted, "I went out on official business, not just for fun!"
Qin Yi found it amusing, "What official business? Tell me more about it."
Mu Yueyao pulled up a chair to sit down, saying, "You all know about Mr. Chen’s dragon-slaying event in Linglan County, right?"
"Of course we know, it’s no secret." Xu Man chimed in, "Back then, over seventy people went missing in Linglan County, actually hidden by the Demon Clan at the bottom of Canglan River. In the end, Mr. Chen rescued all of them and beheaded the Blood Dragon Shapeshifter by the riverbank..."
"But that was a while ago, what does it have to do with us now?"
"Don’t rush, let me finish."
Mu Yueyao continued, "This morning, while wandering around the street, I found the medical center overcrowded with all the people Mr. Chen had saved before. Each one was emaciated, as if their life force was drained..."
"Then I used the Spirit Solving Plate to take a reading..."
She took out a jade plate from her chest, with carvings of the twenty-four mountains, where Spirit Light was continually moving.
Qin Yi glanced at it, his expression immediately turning serious.
"Qian Jia Kan Gui Shen Chen Mountain, White Tiger revolves between Ding and Wei... Yellow Spring Evil, greatly ominous!"
Although the Kuixing Sect is a martial cultivator sect, they also dabble in treasure-seeking geomancy. Such a perilous divination indicates that this matter is anything but simple!
"Let’s go, let’s have a look."
Qin Yi and the others got up and left the tavern.
Under the guidance of Mu Yueyao, they arrived at a medical center in the city.
Inside, it was packed with patients, men and women, young and old, each one skinny to the bone, their cheeks sunken, many elderly barely alive.
After inquiring around, they found that indeed these were survivors once captured by the Demon Clan, previously all safe and sound, but suddenly started deteriorating since a few days ago, leaving the doctors powerless.
"Could it really be related to the Demon Clan?"
Qin Yi frowned, contemplating for a moment, and said, "This matter is no small thing and cannot be taken lightly. We should report it to Mr. Chen immediately!"
"Yueyao, come with me!"
"The rest of you stay here, try to maintain their lives with Alchemy Pills until Mr. Chen arrives to make a decision!"
Xu Man and others took out Pei Yuan Pills, going to communicate with the doctors.
Qin Yi then took Mu Yueyao out of the medical center, rode out of the city, heading in the direction of Tiandu City.
Sky Scale Guard, Fire Department Headquarters.
Chen Mo sat on the public chair, playing with a green square seal in his hand.
Injecting Dao Power into it, the square seal transformed into an ancient bronze scroll, the characters on it jumping, revealing a complete martial art technique.
Ten Thousand Tribulations Saber, Earth-grade Middle-class.
It took three days and consumed twenty-five pieces of Spiritual Marrow to finally deduce the Dark-grade Upper-class "Asura Heaven-Sorrowing Saber" to Earth-grade Middle-class, greatly enhancing its power.
Chen Mo had spent many more Spiritual Marrows trying to deduce it further, to no avail.
After all, the foundation is only a Yellow-grade Cultivation Technique, with its limit set here, managing to forcefully deduce it to Earth-grade is already quite remarkable.
Any further would be Heavenly Rank.
Heavenly Rank Martial Technique comes with Daoist Charm, aligning with the Great Dao Law, the Azure Darkness Seal is not omnipotent and cannot create something from nothing.
Once, the Moon Brilliance Sect deduced countless Cultivation Techniques, yet among those ranked at Heavenly Rank, there was only the "Green Jade Scripture."
"Ten Thousand Tribulations Saber..."
Golden light blossomed in Chen Mo’s hand, accompanied by the sound of dragon chirping, a golden long spear appeared out of thin air.
True Yuan injected, the spear tip trembled, golden particles surged like a tidal wave, exuding an aura as if capable of destroying all things.
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"This was originally created for polearms, and it’s equally suitable for a spear."
"Moreover, I possess the Azure Dragon Shattering Star Power, with True Yuan inherently containing Daoist Charm, there is virtually no distinction between Earth-grade and Heavenly-grade... Originally, this Cultivation Technique was prepared for Yuan’er, but surprisingly, I use it quite comfortably..."
"It’s an unexpected gain really."
At this moment, light footsteps were heard.
A figure in a Moon White Daoist Robe walked into the hall.
Chen Mo looked up, the corners of his lips curling up, "Zhi’er, what brings you here?"
Ling Ningzhi’s cheeks flushed slightly upon hearing this intimate address, murmuring, "Just passing by, thought I’d come and see you..."
Chen Mo chuckled silently, it seemed the Daoist often just "happened to pass by"...
Knowing she was thin-skinned, Chen Mo didn’t expose her, putting away the long spear and patting his lap.
Ling Ningzhi’s face turned a few shades redder, hesitated for a moment, but obediently walked to Chen Mo, gently perching her hips on his lap.
The rich curve was soft yet resilient, the fine touch was distinct even through the clothes.
Ling Ningzhi nervously glanced around, whispering, "Commander Li isn’t here?"
Chen Mo wrapped his arm around her slender waist, drawing her closer, making their curves fit together even better, shaking his head, "Lately, she’s been busy managing that group of sect disciples, quite caught up, she’s probably patrolling the city now."
Ling Ningzhi responded, then lowered her head, saying nothing more.
Chen Mo grew curious, "Zhi’er, is there something you wanted to tell me?"
"It’s nothing really..."
Ling Ningzhi bit her lip, speaking softly, "A few days ago, my aunt picked out some new clothes for me, but I don’t think they fit quite right... I wanted you to take a look..."
Chen Mo recalled the conversation overheard by the fitting room that day, his throat involuntarily moved.
The Daoist was changing her appearance again?
Without further ado, he simply lifted Ling Ningzhi in his arms, heading towards the inner room.
"Look, I must take a good, hard look!"