Cyan Wood City!
The newly recovered Steward Feng Cheng reported urgently to Peak Master Mo Xingjian about the recent events.
Fortunately, the two Blood Tai Sui have been eradicated, the evil spirits have disappeared, and the spiritual field is gradually recovering. Everything is getting back on track.
"When did my second disciple appear in Cyan Wood City?" Mo Xingjian asked, sipping tea.
Zhou Qing and the others standing by also looked over with concern.
Feng Cheng thought for a moment and replied, "Back to Peak Master, it was a month before the incident in the spiritual field. Priestess Luo came with her identity token, had a brief supply replenishment with me, and then left in a hurry. She also left a letter, saying if her junior brother came, I should give it to him, otherwise forget it."
Feng Cheng seemed to remember something and quickly took out a letter from his storage bag.
On it were four large characters: [For Old Moâs Eyes Only].
Seeing the letter, Mo Xingjianâs eyes lit up, but when he saw the words on the cover, he sighed and gave Yan Xiaohu a look.
Yan Xiaohu was about to stretch his neck to see, but when he met Mo Xingjianâs gaze, he turned his head away and awkwardly touched his nose.
When he first joined the sect, his second sister called "Old Mo" every day, even to his face, and their master was always unbothered and smiling.
So, after much thought, he made a bold decision to call him "Old Mo" as well.
He ended up being locked in the dark room, with his second sister causing a big scene, and he was released after just half a day.
Since then, he only dared to call Old Mo behind his back, at least not openly.
At this moment, Mo Xingjian slowly opened the envelope, and both Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu immediately leaned over to read together.
[Old Mo, how have you been recently? Are Sanhu and Xiao Qing behaving? Itâs been over three years since I left Little Spirit Peak. I had planned to return in a few days after handling everything, but unexpectedly, I caught wind of the Soul Breath Immortal Grass.]
[Iâve found some clues along the way, so I wonât be returning for now. Once I bring back the Soul Breath Immortal Grass, it should fully heal your soul injury. Donât worry, Iâm fine. Also, donât bully Sanhu and Xiao Qing, or I will not let you off when I return!]
Seeing this, Mo Xingjianâs eyes turned red, and he quickly rubbed them.
"What a crappy place, thereâs sand even in the hall. Feng Cheng, Cyan Wood City is the main Spirit Grain production area for our sect. You must ensure the protection of the environment to avoid harming the spiritual field!"
Mo Xingjian suddenly said to Steward Feng Cheng.
Feng Cheng quickly took the order!
Zhou Qing fell into silence.
He recalled earlier on his second granduncleâs stall, he had opened a blind box and obtained a piece of Ink Soul Jade, only for his third senior brother to sell him out to their master, saying that the masterâs divine soul was injured.
He originally thought it was a minor injury, but now it seems very serious. It appears to have been many years, and as a disciple, he knew nothing about it.
At this moment, his heart was full of guilt.
"Girls are indeed more considerate!" Mo Xingjian murmured, then carefully folded the letter.
Suddenly, Yan Xiaohu slyly leaned in to Mo Xingjianâs ear and whispered, "Master, Iâm thoughtful too. Last time with the Ink Soul Jade..."
"That was bought with my money!" Mo Xingjian huffed and stood up, speaking loudly.
Yan Xiaohu immediately retorted, "Thatâs a different matter. At least I didnât sell it to someone else, I was thinking of you..."
Just as he was saying this, he saw Mo Xingjian raise his hand to touch his own neck, and instantly fell silent, quickly hiding behind Zhou Qing.
"Take a rest, we return to the sect tomorrow!"
Mo Xingjian said before turning to leave.
Yan Xiaohu finally breathed a sigh of relief, while Zhou Qing asked, "Third Senior Brother, is Masterâs soul consciousness really okay?"
"No problem, just an old ailment. With the Soul Breath Immortal Grass, it will be completely cured!" Yan Xiaohu replied.
Zhou Qing asked, "So what is this Soul Breath Immortal Grass..."
Some things he still didnât fully understand, his knowledge was lacking.
Yan Xiaohu suddenly put on a serious expression, saying, "Itâs very rare. To give you an example, at one auction, a single Soul Breath Immortal Grass was sold for five top-grade spirit stones."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing was shocked.
Such a precious item, would second senior sister be in danger trying to bring it back alone?
Perceiving Zhou Qingâs concern, Yan Xiaohu patted his shoulder to comfort him, "Worrying is pointless; we donât even know where second senior sister is. Moreover, sheâs always very cautious, almost like âOld Gou.â Unless the success rate is over ten percent, she wouldnât take the risk easily."
Hearing this, Zhou Qing agreed and felt more at ease.
Soon, Zhou Qing seemed to remember something and quickly asked, "By the way, what about that female ghost?"
"Which female ghost... oh, you mean Li Shitao. She left. We saved half her life, and upon seeing Master, she turned tail and ran. We really should thank her this time, but letâs just call it even."
Yan Xiaohu shook his head.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing didnât say more but silently hoped that second senior sister would return safely soon.
The next day, after confirming the spiritual field had fully recovered, everyone followed Mo Xingjianâs lead and began their journey back to the sect.