Upon hearing of her father's death, Mo Caihuan's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Mo Caihuan's voice choked with sobs, and she said sadly, "I haven't seen my father for almost ten years, and my memory of him has become blurred. I never expected that the next news I would hear about him would be his will."
Although Madam Mo was also saddened, she remained relatively calm: "Actually, I'm not surprised at all. That dead man used to correspond with me a few years ago. But since the beginning of this year, there has been no news of him. I had already guessed that something might have happened to him."
"Master Han, since you have my husband's last words, you must have a will, right?"
Madam Mo looked at Han Li with great politeness.
Han Li shook his head and took out the letter:
“Master’s wife, there’s no need to be so polite. I’m just a novice who has just started cultivating immortality, and I’m not worthy of the title of Immortal Master. I’m grateful for Master Mo’s care over the years. This is Master Mo’s last will and testament. Please take a look, Master’s wife.”
Madam Mo accepted the will, which contained only ordinary contents; the true contents could only be obtained through a secret method.
But Madam Mo didn't want to see the real contents at all, and directly burned the will on the candlestick.
She has found a better place now; let's pretend that deadbeat never existed.
Han Li then said, "Master's wife, besides delivering Master Mo's last words, I also wish to borrow the Warm Sun Jade on this trip."
"No problem."
Madam Mo readily agreed, retrieved the treasure box from a hidden compartment in the wall, opened it, and took out the Warm Sun Jade.
Han Li was somewhat surprised and doubtful. How could it have been handed over so easily?
It should be noted that he had a fierce rivalry with Doctor Mo, and had nearly lost his life on several occasions.
Even after finally defeating Doctor Mo, they were still poisoned by his insidious nature and needed the Warm Sun Jade to eliminate it.
And Madam Mo was so generous?
Could it be that the Warm Sun Jade contains other deadly poisons?
"What? Are you worried that the jade might be poisoned?" Madam Mo raised her eyebrows.
Han Li touched his nose somewhat awkwardly.
Murong Fu smiled faintly and said, "Fellow Daoist Han, there's no need for such trouble. The Yin poison in your body can be easily refined."
As he spoke, he flicked out a wisp of spiritual energy, which entered Han Liti's body.
Han Li was startled and immediately used his divine sense to examine his inner self.
The trace of poison in his dantian had disappeared.
"this……"
"No need to thank me, it was nothing." Before he could finish speaking, Murong Fu waved his hand to interrupt:
"This piece of warm-sun jade is a fine piece of jade. You can keep it as a memento, as a way to remember your deceased master."
"..."
Han Li was both amused and exasperated, and for a moment he was at a loss for what to do.
The insidious poison that had been causing him so much fear was thus resolved.
At the same time, he was very fortunate that this person was a righteous cultivator; otherwise, with his superior cultivation, he could have killed him with a wave of his hand.
Thinking of this, Han Li's heart stirred, and he asked again, "Senior, I overheard you talking with others earlier, and you seemed to have mentioned the Tai Nan Small Gathering. May I ask where this Tai Nan Small Gathering is held?"
"This is a map; you can go there on your own."
Murong Fu casually tossed him a jade slip.
"Thank you, senior!"
Han Li probed with his divine sense and found that it was indeed a map, but it was neither a map of the Zhao Kingdom nor a map of Jiayuan City, but a map of the Divine Continent!
This surprised him. Mount Tainan was just a small dot in a huge chapter, and even the entire Zhao state was just a remote and inconspicuous place.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "It is fate that we have met. Farewell, Fellow Daoist Han."
Han Li was taken aback, then realized that he was already outside the Mo residence.
Such miraculous methods filled Han Li with even greater fear.
Regardless of whether this person is righteous or evil, one should not become close to them!
Because it's too strong!
The weak and the strong are from different worlds, and the weak should be aware of their own weakness.
Han Li was very self-aware.
Inside the Mo Mansion.
Mo Caihuan had recovered from the devastating news of her father's death and looked at Murong Fu with anticipation: "Immortal, when are we going to attend the gathering of cultivators?"
Murong Fu laughed and said, "Since you want to go, there's no time like the present. How about we go now?"
"Now?" Mo Caihuan's eyes lit up. "Okay!"
"Let's go then."
Murong Fu patted the water unicorn.
The water unicorn expanded in size and carried them into the air.
Watching them disappear into the distance, Sun Ergou hurriedly waved and shouted, "Immortal! I'm here too!"
This is your opportunity.
Murong Fu threw out a jade slip.
Sun Ergou hurriedly caught it, studied it for a while, but didn't know how to view its contents.
Suddenly I remembered that when immortals examined jade slips, they would place them on their foreheads to sense them.
He quickly placed the jade slip on his forehead.
"The Evil-Repelling Sword Manual?" Sun Ergou read out the contents.
Murong Fu smiled slightly, concealing his achievements and fame.
What he gave Sun Ergou was the cultivation version of the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual".
You have to give up something to gain something.
People like Sun Ergou, who lack spiritual roots and aptitude, must be ruthless to themselves if they want to cultivate immortality.
This is truly a great blessing.
High in the sky.
Madam Mo remained relatively calm. Although her beautiful eyes sparkled, she at least did not shout or scream.
Mo Caihuan stretched out her arms to face the wind, looking very excited.
Madam Mo shook her head and chuckled, "She's already sixteen, the age to get married, yet she's still so ungrateful, making a fool of herself in front of the immortals."
"Hehe~" Mo Caihuan made a face. "Mother, immortals wouldn't care, right, immortals?"
As she spoke, she smiled at Murong Fu, her smile as radiant as a blooming flower.
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