Chen Jiuge became increasingly frustrated. "Just go, just leave me alone."
Ming Yujing and Bali looked at each other, smiled awkwardly, and comforted him, "We’ll be back soon."
Then, the two snakes quickly ran off.
Seeing this, Chen Jiuge couldn’t help but laugh. "Am I really not letting you go or what?"
"Forget it, I might as well cultivate my Spiritual Beast. My own Spiritual Beast is working so hard; I can’t be worse than it," Chen Jiuge laughed to himself.
In the small Secret Realm, the Spiritual Beasts sent by the City Lord Mansion had already undergone one cycle of Bloodline extraction by Chen Jiuge. However, he had only performed the extraction three times, slightly enhancing their Bloodline potential and strength.
Now Chen Jiuge was still hesitating whether to cultivate some variants or increase the Bloodline extraction for this batch of Spiritual Beasts. On the surface, his senior brother Wudao Tian seemed to be taking good care of him, but one must always be cautious.
It wasn’t until a message from the "twin white devils" spread throughout the city that Chen Jiuge finally made up his mind.
"Do you know? The situation at the Returning to Void Hunting Ground is really tragic now. Not only do they have to fight the Demon Clan, but they also have to be wary of the twin white devils appearing."
"Everyone knows that! Those twin white devils are very powerful, killing members of the Demon Clan as if slicing melons and dicing vegetables. They specifically target Demon Clan members who are fighting Cultivators. The most annoying part is, after they finish killing, they even rob the Cultivators!"
"It’s not exactly like that. Some Cultivators are no match for the Demon Clan, so the twin white devils actually save their lives. Asking for a little compensation isn’t too much."
"But not all Cultivators are like that. In many cases where the outcome is still uncertain, they just barge in."
Listening to the intense arguments around him, Chen Jiuge’s mouth twitched uncontrollably. Without a doubt, these twin devils are definitely Da Bai and Bai Ya.
"So, Mo Yang Venerable asked me to come here just to discuss this situation?"
"This is just a trivial matter. I’ve specifically checked your background recently," Mo Yang said leisurely while drinking Spirit Fruit juice.
Chen Jiuge silently observed his senior brother’s Spiritual Beast.
"HEHEHE, kid, you really are patient. Don’t worry, your information is mostly encrypted. I still had to consult Zhi Duoxing to find out some details."
"Let’s speak frankly. I, Mo Yang, want you to do me a favor. If you help me this once, I’ll have your back here in the future—absolute safety," Mo Yang said proudly.
"Venerable, you are a Heavenly Immortal, and I’m only at the Mahayana stage. How could I possibly help you?" Chen Jiuge said helplessly.
"Zhi Duoxing said you have strong nurturing capabilities, already involving the Spiritual Beast Bloodline. I even specifically asked those Divine Beasts in the Sect to confirm this. What I want you to do is simple: help my sister purify her Bloodline," Mo Yang said with a mournful expression.
Knowing there was no escape, Chen Jiuge fell silent for a moment before saying, "I can try. But if your sister’s Cultivation is too high, I’ll be powerless."
Mo Yang’s face lost its sadness as he calmly narrated his sister’s story.
"So your sister’s Cultivation is only at the Mahayana stage? It’s mainly affected by other Bloodlines, making it difficult for her to maintain her Mo Qilin state?" Chen Jiuge was shocked. Are there really Bloodlines so overbearing they can directly affect a Mo Qilin’s form?
"I can give it a try," Chen Jiuge said, curious about this domineering Bloodline.
"Alright. If you really can cure my sister, I’ll have your back at the Myriad Beasts Sect. I absolutely won’t let anything happen to you. Even if you can’t cure her, I’ll ensure you’re safe in Bibo Immortal City," Mo Yang promised.
Mo Yang’s sister, Mo Yu, had a Cultivation of only Mahayana, which was innate to her Bloodline. The two were siblings, sharing the same mother but different fathers. Mo Yang had always taken great care of his sister, but unfortunately, he couldn’t resolve the Bloodline issue.
The Great Elder Ye Sheng of the Myriad Beasts Sect, known to excel in nurturing, had once said that even if he could help remove the entangled Bloodline, the side effects would be severe. If luck was against them, it could even lead to Mo Yu’s immediate death.
This was something Mo Yang absolutely could not accept. Over the years, the amount of Spirit Stones Mo Yang had spent on Mo Yu was astronomical. If he weren’t Wudao Tian’s first contracted Spiritual Beast, he wouldn’t have been able to procure so many Spirit Stones.
"Big Brother, why are you here?" the thin, frail Mo Qilin greeted Mo Yang weakly.
"Yu’er, don’t move. Big Brother just came to see you," Mo Yang said with a kindly smile, jogging to Mo Yu’s side with a concerned look.
Watching Mo Yang, who had his hands behind his back, secretly signaling him to come closer and assess the situation, Chen Jiuge silently followed.
"Big Brother, who is this... Big Brother?" Mo Yu asked curiously, looking at the Cultivator before her. Apart from her brother’s contracted Master, Wudao Tian, Mo Yu rarely saw outsiders—especially those with such low Cultivation as Chen Jiuge.
"It’s nothing. This is a servant Big Brother found to take care of you," Mo Yang made up an excuse on the spot, which made the corner of Chen Jiuge’s mouth twitch.
A servant, indeed! This Mo Yang is just as unreliable as Da Bai; they’re both unpredictable Qilins, Chen Jiuge muttered internally.
Then, Mo Yu suddenly laughed. It turned out she had a special ability: she could read the inner thoughts of people close by, provided their Cultivation wasn’t drastically higher than hers.
"Yu’er, what are you laughing at?" Mo Yang was somewhat puzzled.
"Nothing, I’m just happy that Big Brother came to see me today."
"It’s my fault," Mo Yang said, blaming himself.
Gently touching Mo Yu’s claws, Chen Jiuge identified the Nine-Headed Snake Bloodline entangled with the Mo Qilin Bloodline within her. I can definitely handle this, he thought, feeling confident. But what reason should I give?
Meanwhile, Mo Yu, who had caught a glimpse into Chen Jiuge’s thoughts, was shocked. Is what this Big Brother is thinking true? Is there really still hope for me?
"Big Brother, can I speak to this... Big Brother alone?" Mo Yu cooed to Mo Yang.
Mo Yang hesitated. Seemingly convinced that Chen Jiuge couldn’t possibly harm Mo Yu right under his nose, he reluctantly stepped outside to wait, looking back every few steps.
"Big Brother, you can cure me, right?" Mo Yu looked at Chen Jiuge with certainty.
"I can see your inner thoughts."
"What?" This statement threw Chen Jiuge into disarray. I hope I wasn’t just thinking anything inappropriate!
"Don’t worry, I’m not peeking at your thoughts right now, and I swear I won’t tell anyone. I hope you can cure me, Big Brother. I’ll give you all the Spirit Stones and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that my brother has given me over the years," Mo Yu said hopefully.
Looking at Mo Yu’s eager eyes and her frail body, unable to stand, Chen Jiuge sighed. "Your brother brought me here to cure your illness. I’ll do it. But you and your brother will need to come up with the reason."
"Okay! Thank you so much, Big Brother!" Mo Yu said with a sweet smile.