fire path in this Burning Scripture didn't align with Lu Xia Tian's Fire-Conjuring Formation quite a bit, Lu Xia Tian wouldn't easily spend so much effort cultivating another kind of divine ability....For reprint, please indicate the source:
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Amongst the throng of people, a woman in a goose-yellow dress stood out. Her figure was slender and graceful, her beauty captivating. Compared to others, her expression held a mysterious depth, as if she were observing them from afar, isolated yet part of the crowd.
Even if Lu Xia Tian wasn't very familiar with this person, he could still spot them instantly from the crowd they frequented. Even more so since the two had already met before.
The woman walked lightly, step by step, to the entrance of a vermilion-colored shop.
“Friend, are you here to seek an elixir” At this moment, the one guarding the alchemy shop was a young man in a Daoist robe for alchemists, with a slightly dark complexion. Upon seeing the arrival of the guest, his expression stiffened, surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he eagerly greeted him.
“I am Cao Ang. I do not know how to address you. May I ask what kind of elixir you possess”
"So it's Brother Cao, you can just call me Mo. I heard that Meng Xianshi in the Immortal Army is collecting rare Xiancao, so I'm going to try my luck. However, rare Xiancao is becoming increasingly difficult to find. I heard that Renyuan Danfang here has received some information about it, so I came to ask." Mo Yu'yan smiled.
“It turns out, Fellow Daoist Mo is also going to find the Rare Immortal Grass. That place is full of Stonehearted Worms. As a lone cultivator, you would likely find it difficult to succeed. I have gathered several fellow cultivators and need to make some preparations. How about we head there together later”
Cao Ang spoke, his eyes scanning Mo Yu Yan back and forth. Mo Yu Yan felt a twinge of displeasure in her heart. However, she had only recently arrived in this place, and after much difficulty, she managed to gain entry into the fairy realm. It was therefore not convenient for her to clash with these native fairies.
Right now, Mo Yuanyan suppressed the unease in her heart, "I wonder how many people Brother Cao has gathered When are you planning to set off, and how much do you know about the immortal grass"
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“I have already gathered five people, all of them with skills comparable to Mo Dao-you. To deal with that Shi Xin Chong, we need to prepare some Hua Ming San and Tong Xue Xian Dan and the like. I'm afraid it will take more than half a month.”
To Mo Yu Yan's question, Cao Ang explained one by one, "Originally we didn't plan to recruit outsiders into the team anymore, but Daoist Mo looks quite capable. Joining the team is also another powerful help."
"Cao brother, you flatter me. I'll go back and think about it." Mo Yu yan frowned slightly, turned around and was about to leave.
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“Friend Mo, since you’re here, why are you in such a rush to leave Sit down and let’s chat for a while. When the others arrive, we can all get to know each other.” Cao Ang said.
"For now, I haven't decided if I'm going or not, so I won't bother Brother Cao any further." Mo Yuanyan shook her head and left the Danfang before Cao Ang could continue.
“Wait a moment, my friend!” Cao Ang chased after Mo Yu'yan out of the gate, waving to her.
"You're being unreasonable. You said you wouldn't go, so why are you forcing me to stay" Mo Yu yan retorted.
"Don't misunderstand me, I just want to remind you that the nearby dangerous places haven't been very peaceful recently. Even if you go out exploring, choose your companions carefully. Don't get tricked." Cao Ang heard Mo Yu yan's reprimand and his face changed slightly before he awkwardly smiled.
"There's no need to trouble yourself with this, Brother Cao." Mo Yu'yan nodded, her expression slightly easing. She didn't linger any longer and left directly.
“Although I have always treated people with kindness, why is Palace Master Mo so heartless” Mo Yu'yan had only taken a few steps when she heard that sentence coming from behind. Her body froze in place.
“Lu Xiaotian!” Mo Yuanyan turned around with surprise, her eyes wide. Behind her stood a young man in blue robes with silver hair, smiling serenely and standing with his hands behind his back. Wasn’t this Lu Xiaotian who had arrived at the Immortal Realm before her
“Well, it’s really you. I didn’t expect to run into you here.”
Mo Yuanyan's face bloomed with a smile when she saw Lu Xiaoteng, like a flower in full bloom, completely unlike her indifferent expression towards Cao Ang before, which kept people at arm's length.
After arriving in the fairy world, she realized how vast it was. Mo Yu'yan had never thought that after arriving in the fairy world, she would still encounter old acquaintances, and even those she knew well and had a very good relationship with. Mo Yu'yan counted them up, and it seemed that only Lu Xiaoxian was in front of her. When Mo Yu'yan first met Lu Xiaoxian, she was skilled at scheming. At that time, Mo Yu'yan could move freely between Xuan Zun and Ye Qianxin, and obtained the inheritance of Xinggong, receiving the help of a strong cultivator in the Hentijing realm from within the Xinggong inheritance, and her cultivation level improved step by step.
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However, Mo Yu'yan at that time appeared as Ye Ziyu, or the identity of Yu Xiaoqiao's cousin when she had amnesia. Lu Xia Tian had a poor sense of commonality, and the two were always in a relationship of mutual use and suspicion of each other.
Later, Mo Yuyan also witnessed Lu Xiaoteng's unwavering devotion to Yu Xiaoqiao amidst a series of events. Together, they faced threats from Ye Qianxin and Wu Changlian, even successfully eliminating them. Although the outcome appeared excellent, Mo Yuyan, having spent time in Yuanling City previously, understood the true capabilities of Ye Qianxin and Wu Changlian. She realized her success in reclaiming the Xinggong inheritance was merely a result of their unpreparedness.
Wu Changlian and Ye Qianxin's kind had never really paid attention to her existence. Meanwhile, Lu Xiaoxiao had always been under the other party's threat. The level of danger they faced differed by tens of thousands of miles.
Mo Yu'e, as a woman, shuttled between various powers, often feeling exhausted. However, the situation was complex, and she couldn't find someone she could completely trust and confide in. Seeing Yu Xiaqiao's fate, Mo Yu'e couldn't help but envy her. She couldn't even find a suitable confidant, while Xuan Zun's disciples schemed against each other. It was already fortunate that Mo Yu'e hadn't died at their hands.
While Yu Xiaqiao received selfless aid from Lu Xiaotian when she was hunted by Wu Changlian while being caught in Ye Qianxin's scheme, she had to rely on herself at all other times. This situation filled Mo Yuyan with envy and resentment. At first, she wasn't interested in Lu Xiaotian romantically; she simply envied Yu Xiaqiao for having someone she could depend on. However, as time went on, she increasingly valued the rare qualities of a person like Lu Xiaotian.
As a partner, he was incredibly reliable; as an opponent, he was cold and ruthless. The two had faced the pursuit of blood-sucking mosquito demons together, but they were never able to become friends. It wasn't until the final battle when Lu Xia Tian fought against the primordial sword demon that Mo Yu Yan inherited the Star Palace's legacy after her cultivation reached the Great Ascension Realm, joining this epic war in the spirit world.
This battle was Mo Yu's only fight without any regard for the consequences. It was precisely because of this clash that the relationship between the two sides became fixed afterwards. Because Mo Yu had seen that Lu Xia Tian truly accepted those who could disregard gains and losses at crucial moments, and stand side by side to fight. Even in the face of death, only such friends could be treated with sincerity by Lu Xia Tian, rather than as ordinary collaborators.evel.>In the Red Moon Desert, a crimson moon hung low in the sky, casting its glow upon a withered tree that stood beside a dried riverbed.On the edge of the desert, a woman in green robes with long b...