"Father is right." Mo Yunfeng said respectfully.
"Well, after research, the Great Elder stated that this girl's old injuries haven't healed, so the effectiveness of her blood is greatly reduced. The Xuanling Fruit can quickly repair her internal injuries." Mo Zixu handed over a small brocade box. "Give the Xuanling Fruit to the girl."
Mo Yunfeng stuffed the small brocade box into his arms and finally asked the question that had been lingering in his mind: "Father, how should we treat this Miss Su?"
Mo Zixu sneered, "That depends on whether she appreciates the favor. If she does, and voluntarily becomes Weiyang Palace's blood medicine provider, then Weiyang Palace will naturally not treat her unfairly."
When Mo Yunfeng heard this, he felt it was unreliable.
He knew Su Luo's personality well. How could she volunteer to be a blood medicine man just to save her life? This was absolutely impossible.
Mo Zixu understood immediately upon seeing Mo Yunfeng's expression, and the corners of his mouth curled up indifferently: "If she doesn't appreciate the favor, the elder will use his mental power to control her. Once she becomes a puppet, how can she have any choice?"
Mo Yunfeng's heart tightened slightly. It seemed that the worst was about to happen.
He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What if Master Rong Yun knew?"
Master Rong Yun's strength is unfathomable. Even the ancestor's strength is inferior to his. If Master Rong Yun gets angry, the entire Weiyang Palace will suffer.
Unexpectedly, a strange smile appeared on Mo Zixu's face: "The old ancestor is currently in a critical period of retreat. If he can successfully break through this time, why would he be afraid of Rong Yun?"
Mo Yunfeng suddenly understood. No wonder his father wasn't as respectful to Master Rong Yun as before. Perhaps the old master was about to break through!
After understanding this, Mo Yunfeng confidently took the last Xuanling Fruit from Weiyang Palace and went to the side courtyard.
This Xuanling Fruit has been stored for a hundred years and passed down from generation to generation as a treasure. It has now been passed down for four generations.
Seeing Mo Yunfeng coming over, Beichen Ying shot him a cold look and said with a half-smile, "No one comes to visit you for no reason. What's the matter with our respected Second Young Master Mo? Why didn't you bring your bowl this time?"
Mo Yunfeng smiled faintly: "Brother Beichen, you are serious. It was Weiyang Palace that was disrespectful before. Aren't we here to make amends?"
"Compensation? Our Luo Luo's blood is the most precious elixir in the world. What can you use to compensate? Your Xuan Ling Fruit would be more appropriate." Zi Yan glared at Mo Yunfeng angrily and smiled coldly.
Back then, the ancestor of Weiyang Palace had such incredible cultivation that he managed to move the only Xuanling tree from the center of the Dark Forest to Weiyang Palace, and even set up a formation for it. Over the countless years, the Xuanling fruit has provided countless masters for Weiyang Palace.
If it weren't for the medicinal effects of the Xuanling Fruit, Mo Yunfeng would not have been able to advance to the ninth level, a height that is admired by many, at the age of just over 20.
Beichen Ying's smile was as brilliant as a summer flower, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Mo Yunfeng with a faint smile: "Zi Yan is absolutely right, only your family's Xuanling Fruit is qualified for compensation, bring it here."
Beichen Ying spread out his palms as he spoke.
These are all bandits who will not suffer any loss. Mo Yunfeng was secretly scheming in his heart.
But facing this group of robbers, Mo Yunfeng had no way to deal with it. He took out the brocade box from his arms angrily and threw it into Beichen Ying's palm.
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