He was ordered to be banned from alchemy for a month, and Zuo Mo didn't have any feelings about it. He could either escape the punishment or practice alchemy for a month, and the choice between these two wasn't difficult to make. However, when his master told him that he needed to go to Xin Yan Shibo's place to be properly trained, if in the end he couldn't satisfy Xin Yan Shibo, the ban on alchemy would be extended indefinitely.

  Left Mo was completely stunned.

  Going to see those Golden Core experts is one ordeal, while accepting Master Xin Yan's "torture" is another. If he had a choice, Zuo Mo would unhesitatingly choose the former. He didn't understand how formidable those Golden Core experts were, but as for how terrifying Master Xin Yan was, he had a deep understanding.

  He finally knows what it means to be too clever for one's own good.

  But the master who had been urging him to refine his elixir this time also went against his usual behavior, strictly ordering him to go to Master Xin Yan for "special training". Before leaving, he also severely warned him that if he lost face in front of Master Xin Yan, when he came back, he would be "humiliated".

  Master's "hmm" was almost as deadly as Second Master's terrifying gaze. Master never said what her "hmm" meant, but every time she coldly smiled and said it, Zuo Mo would feel a chill run down his spine and his heart would skip a beat.

  With a sense of impending doom, Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and arrived at Xin Ruo Shibo's grass hut. Along the way, he warned Pu Yao countless times. Pu Yao was definitely someone who held grudges, and since Second Shibo had cut him down once, with this guy's small-mindedness, he would definitely try to get revenge. Pu Yao was arrogant and stubborn, insisting that he had been injured first, which was why Second Shibo had wounded him. However, Zuo Mo was now extremely grateful that Pu Yao's injuries hadn't healed yet, otherwise he would have definitely come out again to cause trouble for him.

  Don't you know that times have changed?

  After experiencing the Yin Pearl incident, Zuo Mo's fear of Pu Yao completely disappeared. What Three Thousand Year Old Evil Spirit, it was clearly just an old antique that had been alive since three thousand years ago and was completely out of touch with the times!

  How pitiful!

  Sometimes, Zuomo couldn't help but sympathize with Pu Yao. In his opinion, this guy was still living in the delusions of the past and refused to face the cruel reality. Anyone who had been locked up for three thousand years would be like that when they came out, Zuomo thought. Moreover, the Yin Pearl incident seemed to have a great impact on Pu Yao, and he was listless for several days. Later, Pu Yao proposed many ways to make money, all of which were rejected by Zuomo with sympathy but firmness.

  Sympathy begets sympathy, to avoid trouble, Zuo Mo still severely warned Pu Yao. Zuo Mo first used Second Shixiong to intimidate, but found it had no effect, and immediately switched to using the crystal stone to intimidate, which was effective. Pu Yao was a big consumer of crystal stones, and Zuo Mo didn't know how he could use up so many crystal stones either. However, it was clear that Pu Yao now had another expense for using crystal stones - entering the Sword Cave. Pu Yao yearned extremely for yin energy, and in this area, only the Sword Cave had it.

  Zuo Mo finally found the feeling of raising pets.

  The second time he came to Wangyang Peak, the sword intent under the thatched hut around him seemed to recognize him and all disappeared.

  "Second Master." he shouted.

  "Come in." The icy words came from behind the wooden door, spoken by Second Master's wife.

  On the left, Mo seemed to see a wooden door behind which Second Master sat, his body as tall and imposing as a mountain, casting a shadow that enveloped him. He himself was weak and feeble, looking up with an upturned face, seeing only a pair of eyes shining with cold light in the dark shadow above, gazing at him coldly.

  Zuo Mo couldn't help but shiver, forcing himself to cast aside his wild thoughts and calm down. He pushed open the door and stepped inside with a deep breath.

  "Sit." The Second Master didn't open his eyes, he sat on the meditation mat just like last time. Sunlight came through a broken hole in the thatched roof above and shone down on him.

  Zuo Mo saw the rush cushion in front of Second Master and carefully sat down, making a gesture of bowing his head to listen respectfully.

  "From today on, I will teach you." Xinyin Shibo's body was thin and frail, but he sat with his eyes closed, exuding an aura of immense power that made Zuo Mo almost gasp for air. His voice was not loud, but it fell into Zuo Mo's ears like thunder.

  "Yes." Zu Mo weakly responded. He still didn't understand why his master and the others suddenly thought of abandoning him to Second Master.

  "This door's swordsmanship doesn't emphasize physical strength, but you were born with a weak body and congenital deficiency, so you must start by building your physique." Xīn Yán Shībó didn't open his eyes, but his light tone carried a strong sense of oppression, declaring the beginning of Zuǒ Mò's miserable life.

  The mountain is not particularly steep, but the road is winding and long. On foot, it would take almost three hours to walk up.

  The outer disciples of the Wu Kong Sword Sect suddenly discovered that every day, Zuo Mo would pant along the mountain road, sweating profusely and carrying a large backpack. After a few days, he added another backpack to his back, still going up and down the mountain path. Watching their senior brother struggle to move forward on the mountain trail, some of the outer disciples wanted to go forward and offer their assistance but were scolded by Zuo Mo until they were covered in dog blood. The outer disciples were confused - did their senior brother like to torture himself?

  Zuo Mo's heart was already filled with sorrow every day, how could he have the mood to put on a pleasant face for others.

  At the highest point on the mountain top, Xin Yan Shibo stood against the wind, overlooking and supervising him from afar, not daring to be even slightly lazy or sloppy.

  "You're so stupid, your useless Master actually used such a stupid method." The Pú Yāo happily chattered on with schadenfreude.

  Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and lifted his legs, his entire body drenched in sweat. His bare feet stepped on the stone stairs of the mountain road, leaving behind a wet footprint with each step. He didn't respond to Pu Yao, not because he was afraid of being discovered by Second Master, but because he had no energy left to speak. Now thinking about those footmen who practiced Body Cultivation under Dong Fu's feet, his heart only regretted why he hadn't gone to learn it himself? Every step he took was a struggle, if he stopped halfway to rest, then this trip would be considered a failure, and he would face double the punishment.

  Second Master's gaze is truly terrifying, from so far away, he can still see it so clearly. Every time he thinks about it, his heart wails countless times, Second Master, you're not that idle, are you? Guarding this small figure every day, isn't it a waste of resources?!

  Don't you want to meditate?... Don't you want to practice swordsmanship?... Don't you want to refine your equipment?...

  "Want me to teach you a body-refining technique?" The Pú Yāo chuckled and said, "Speaking of body-refining, the Demon Clan is the ancestor. All your cultivators' body-refining techniques are just imitations of ours, but they don't even do it right. As a senior ally of the Demons, I have a profound body-refining legacy that guarantees results for life, with no side effects..."

  He didn't bother to reason with him, he gritted his teeth and used all his strength to move up step by step.

  The Pao body laughed even more happily.

  At the top of Dongfeng Mountain, Xiao Guo looked at Zuo Mo's difficult climb up the winding mountain path, his heart filled with emotion, clenching his small fist tightly, determination written all over his apple-like face.

  Senior brother is so powerful and yet still so diligent and hardworking, Xiao Guo must also work hard!

  She turned back and decided to double her practice today!

  Zuo Mo would have shouted in grief if he had known Xiao Guo's thoughts: "Brother was forced to!"

  In fact, he is now mentally blank, and after being physically drained, people's reactions and thinking become quite dull. In the second half of climbing, it was all unconscious mechanical behavior, and even what Pu Yao said, he couldn't hear clearly.

  When he finally climbed to the top of the mountain, Second Master didn't say a word, picked him up and flew to Xiangfangyuan.

  Inside the courtyard, a large iron pot was supporting a large wooden bucket. The wooden bucket was filled with dark **, and the strong smell of medicine could be smelled from far away. Xu Qing stood guard beside the wooden bucket, seeing Er Shibo carrying Zuo Mo, hurriedly lit the stove fire.

  Xin Yan's master didn't say a word and casually threw Zuo Mo into the wooden barrel before floating away.

  With a plop, Zuo Mo was thrown into the wooden bucket like a lump of mud. The scalding medicinal water made his eyes widen suddenly, and he let out a soul-stirring gasp, while Xu Qing, who was standing guard beside him, first blushed slightly, then pitied him extremely, saying: "Senior brother, today's medicine cost one third-grade crystal stone in total, the master said to put it on your account, you'll have to pay it back later."

  He nodded with an awkward expression - it was really too hot!

  Every day's medicine also has to be paid out of pocket, isn't this too extortionate? Isn't this forcing oneself into debt? However, after several days in a row, Zuo Mo also knew that resisting was useless and could only grit his teeth and accept it. Furthermore, the effect of this medicine was also very remarkable, if he didn't have it, Zuo Mo would definitely be unable to complete the training quota arranged by Second Master, which would inevitably lead to even more terrifying punishment.

  Sometimes, Zuo Mo has a misconception, actually Second Master and Master are in cahoots...

  Xu Qing reminded Zuo Mo with even more sympathy: "Senior brother, I'm going to add fire now!"

  Before long, the miserable cries like a pig being slaughtered echoed in Xiangfang Garden. The female disciples who were working in the front yard couldn't help but turn their heads and look back with sympathy, exchanging glances with each other, and sighing in unison: "How pitiful!" Then they bowed their heads and continued their work.

  After taking a medicinal bath, Lemo returned to the Xifeng courtyard in a daze, as if sleepwalking. The nightmare of the day was finally coming to an end.

  He really wanted to fall asleep, his whole body felt like it was going to collapse, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted in meditation in the stone room. "Fetal Breathing" had no outstanding effect on physical recovery, but it was extremely effective for calming the mind.

  Zuo Mo was very suspicious, if it weren't for "Fetal Breathing", he would have died from exhaustion long ago.

  He entered a state of meditation quickly, and time passed swiftly. He opened his eyes, his body still sore all over, but the feeling of mental numbness was gone, as if his body had been reactivated. The medicinal bath was prepared by his master, who said that the more exhausted he was, the more nourishing the medicine would be for his muscles.

  With a few lingering regrets, he got up reluctantly. He now had to rush to Wangyang Peak before sunrise; if he was late, he would be in trouble. At this time, the sky outside was still dark, and the mountain road was still chilly.

  Against the night sky, Zuo Mo flew quickly towards Wanyang Peak, with the stars twinkling mischievously above his head.

  Zuo Mo, who was now running wildly in the wind, only had one thought: for this nightmare to end soon! He deeply missed his previous life of farming and refining dan, even practicing swordplay by the river was far better than this. Nowadays, he was almost counting down the days on his fingers, and what made him feel most desperate was that before leaving, his master said...

  Second Master is satisfied...

  He had countless reasons to believe that in the terrifying eyes of Second Master, what was happening now was just the beginning.

  Just as Zuo was living a miserable life, something shocking happened in Dongfu, causing a huge stir!