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  He Guang Zhen Ren originated from Qingmu Peak, said to be a rare and exceptional spiritual root, with an astonishing cultivation speed. He cultivated all the way to the Yuandan period, and everyone was guessing that after a hundred years, the Yao Guang Sect would have another Yuan Ying period cultivator. Unfortunately, during the demonic beast chaos decades ago, he seemed to have been injured, and afterwards, he retreated from the world, rarely showing himself. According to legend, his cultivation may not be able to progress further.

  Nowadays, when people mention his name, they all have a tone of regret.

  And another Ye Shibo is the nth generation grandson of Xuanhuo Zhenjun, the master of Liuhuo Peak, a direct descendant.

  Putting aside his noble status, although he is a dual-spirit root, he is a rare pure Yang body that appears once in a thousand years. In this way, he is not inferior to the cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit Root.

  Various factors combined, Ye Shibo has obviously become the first person among the younger generation of Yao Guang School, especially countless female cultivators, who secretly admire him and flock to him.

  "That Ye Shibo, it's said that he left the mountain to travel a few years ago, could it be that he has returned today?" Duan Qingge also reacted.

  Liu Xiaoyan nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, it's said that he brought a woman back with him. Who knows how many girls' hearts have been shattered to pieces now?"

  Mo Qingchen wasn't very interested in this topic. Let alone that Ye Shifu was from Liu Huo Peak, even if he were from Qing Mu Peak, it's unlikely they would have any intersection, and for someone who didn't affect her life, she similarly didn't have the mind to pay attention.

  Jian Mo Qingchen and Duan Qingge both looked unenthusiastic, Liu Xiaoyan also lost interest, turned her head to pull Sun Ruolin's eyebrows flying and talking.

  Mo Qing dust resolutely shut off his ear recognition, entered into cultivation, and once again made a decision in his heart. No matter what, he had to become an outer sect disciple; at the very least, he would be able to live alone in one room.

  On the second day, Mo Qingchen got up early. He declined Duan Qingge's invitation to go shopping for supplies together and quietly left Qingmu Peak. After a series of twists and turns, he arrived in front of a mountain wall covered with vines and weeds.

  Here the mountains are still towering, but the spiritual energy is not as abundant as the Five Peaks, so there are no disciples living here, nor do they belong to any of the peaks. It's a public area that few people visit.

  Mo Qingdun, as a miscellaneous servant disciple, did not dare to take out a large amount of spiritual stones to buy Spirit Gathering Pills at all times. Moreover, the demand for Spirit Gathering Pills was high among cultivators in the Qi Refining stage, and they were often in short supply. Even if she wanted to buy some, it would not be enough for her own cultivation needs.

  But refining the elixir is even more inconvenient for Mo Qingchen, as she is not a foundation-building cultivator who can have her own cave abode. As a miscellaneous disciple, she cannot openly rent an alchemy room either. Generally speaking, disciples of this sect rarely spend their energy on these side paths until they reach the foundation-building stage.

  In Tianyao City, Mo Qingchu's portable medicine garden had already collected some spiritual herbs, but they were all common varieties.

  Yao Guangpai's mountains were full of spiritual energy, and the air was filled with an otherworldly aura. Treasures and rare herbs were everywhere, and Mo Qingyu would collect any that she didn't see in her medicine garden. This cliff face was where she had accidentally strayed during one of her herb-gathering trips.

  Mo Qingchen walked closer to the mountain wall and stopped at a certain place. He stretched out his hand, swept aside the hanging vines, and revealed an entrance.

  Mo Qingchen gazed at the entrance of the cave and smiled. It was truly fortunate that she had stumbled upon this place by chance, and under a series of coincidences, she discovered the mystery within.

  This cave is dozens of feet deep, and walking to the end leads to a small valley. There's nothing unusual about it, just a small hot spring that forms a clear lake with a visible bottom. It's secluded and quiet, making it an ideal place for alchemy.

  Mo Qingchen entered the cave and pushed the vines back, starting to walk inside.

  She didn't dare to cast a spell to cover the entrance, as this place was not only hidden but also unremarkable, so no one would notice it. If she were to cast a spell and leave behind spiritual energy fluctuations, it would be even more likely to arouse suspicion. Moreover, the entrance was concealed by naturally growing vines and weeds, blending seamlessly into the mountain wall, making it difficult for anyone to discover even if they stumbled upon this place.

  I'm now proficient in refining the Spirit Gathering Pill, almost every furnace is a success. Today's three furnaces will be enough to support me until the sect's small competition. I'll refine at least two furnaces of the Supplementing Spirit Pill, and if there's time, I'll refine another one. As for the Rejuvenation Pill, I still have some in my storage bag, so it's not urgent yet.

  Mo Qingchen walked to the end of the cave while thinking, and at the end was a patch of white light.

  Although she had been practicing her Lan Hua Bi Xue technique since childhood, which allowed her to see in the dark, when she saw the light, her heart still skipped a beat and she hastily took two quick steps forward.

  "Ah!" Mo Qingchen was as if he had been struck by a acupuncture point, motionless and fixed in place, but forgot that he had jumped out, his whole body hadn't landed yet, and immediately lost his balance, his body tilted and fell to the ground.

  A piercing pain came from his ankle, Mo Qingchen took a deep breath, but didn't bother to check the injury, instead staring blankly at the hot spring, his mouth slightly agape.

  A crystal-clear hot spring emits a misty vapor, and a man stands in the midst of it, his hair disheveled and dripping wet. Water droplets trickle down his pale skin, only to fall back into the water.

  The man looked extremely young, with a knife-sharp face, thin lips tightly pursed, and a pair of bright starry eyes under two sword-like eyebrows, only the thin anger on his face made him look cold and intimidating.

  Mo Qingchen bit her lip, finally coming back to her senses from the shock, realizing she had seen something she shouldn't have. It was just that she hadn't let out a scream at the first moment, and now she really didn't know whether it would be better to make up for it with a scream or turn around and run away.

  Before she could even finish her thoughts, the man flashed into existence before her, donning a green robe in the blink of an eye.

  Congratulations on your master's degree!

  The man's astonishing momentum was so overwhelming that Mo Qingchen couldn't react in time.

  "Who are you?" The man looked down at Mo Qingchen, who was lying on the ground, his voice devoid of any warmth.

  It was strange, as the foundation-building cultivator approached, Mo Qingchu suddenly felt her heart racing, and an invisible force inside her body seemed to be pushing her closer.

  Mo Qingchen bit her lip hard, tasting the salty flavor, and her mind cleared up, suppressing that strange impulse.

  It's unclear if it was just an illusion, but Mo Qingchen felt that the man also took a slight step back.

  The tense atmosphere between the two people eased a bit, but immediately the man's face became even more furious: "Who are you, after all?"

  Mo Qingchen keenly caught the fleeting murderous intent in the man's eyes and calmly said, "Junior, junior is a miscellaneous disciple of Qingmu Peak."

  Originally, he didn't want to ask his own name as a foundation period cultivator.

  The man's sword-like eyebrows furrowed: "Qingmu Peak? Then why have you appeared here?"

  Mo Qingchen's eyes narrowed, "I was about to ask you why you're here." But thinking better of it, any Qi Foundation stage cultivator who was seen naked by others would not have a good expression. So he honestly replied: "Junior accidentally entered this place several months ago, and after washing in the warm springs here, I felt very comfortable, so occasionally..."

  Mo Qingchen suddenly stopped talking and was so angry that he wanted to bite his own tongue off. Other book friends continued reading normally.

  As expected, the man's face turned even uglier, and the cold aura emanating from him made Mo Qingchen shiver.

  Since I came into this world, my luck has never been good, but it wouldn't be so bad that I'd get killed for seeing a man taking a bath, would it? That's just too suffocating!

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help but shrink his body slightly.

  "Leave immediately and never set foot in here again. If you speak of today's events..." a voice devoid of warmth came through.

  Mo Qingchen let out a sigh of relief and hastily said: "This junior didn't see anything, senior can rest assured."

  As she spoke, the image of the man from earlier flashed through her mind, such a shocking scene that she would probably never forget for the rest of her life.

  The man's face turned even darker: "Then why don't you leave?"

  "Junior... sprained his ankle." After a moment of silence, Mo Qingchen finally mustered up the courage to say it.

  Another silence, Mo Qingchen opened his eyes wide and looked at the man cautiously, afraid that he would change his mind and kill him mercilessly.

  The man suddenly took a step forward and lifted Mo Qingchen up with one hand.

  As soon as the two touched, Mo Qingchen was stunned, and that strange feeling became even stronger. The other person seemed like a magnet, making her want to get closer, with the sound of thunderous heartbeat clearly audible.

  Mo Qingchen's face suddenly turned red like a tide, and she secretly scolded herself for being possessed by some evil spirit, wondering why she was acting like a lovesick fool.

  The man gazed at Mo Qingchen's crimson face, seemingly dazed for a moment before quickly regaining his composure. He grasped Mo Qingchen with one hand as if holding a small chicken and strode out of the cave, leaping onto a flying artifact.

  The flying device stopped at the top of Qingmu Peak for a moment, and the man didn't even get off the device. He directly threw Mo Qingchen down and drove the device away without saying a word.

  The piercing pain made Mo Qingchen involuntarily let out a soft cry, gazing in the direction the man had left, suddenly feeling an intense sense of grievance.

  Could it be that I'm really having a bad year? A cultivator in the foundation-building period is supposed to be untainted by worldly desires, so why did he suddenly go take a bath somewhere? Taking a bath is one thing, but at least make some noise to let people know not to approach. But instead, there's nothing out of the ordinary.

  It's gone after finally finding the place to refine the elixir, the elixir is not refined, and almost got killed, then thrown away like a lost sack, almost got smashed to death.

  Wait a minute, could this be what that person had in mind? Mo Qingchen couldn't help but think of the worst possible scenario for the man.

  Mo Qing dust took out the yellow dragon ointment for treating external injuries, used her fingertips to scoop out a little and lightly applied it to the swollen ankle. A cool air seeped into the skin, and the sharp pain was relieved a lot.

  As soon as she recovered a bit, she immediately cast the Wind Return Technique and returned to her residence. Fortunately, the other three were not there, so she directly fell onto the bed.

  Something's off, why does that person have a strange attraction to me when they get close?

  Mo Qingchen could affirm that she absolutely wasn't heart-struck by that person, and even because of how he treated her, not a shred of good feeling remained. Yet why was it that whenever he drew near, she couldn't help but have her heart skip a beat?

  Among them, Mo Qingchen never figured out the reason, fortunately, she never met that foundation-building cultivator again in her later days.

  It wasn't long before the Door of Small Comparison arrived, and Mu Qingchen and Duan Qingge, as expected, obtained the quota for miscellaneous disciples to be promoted to outer door disciples, starting their formal career as disciples.