Chapter 237
The crowd turned their heads, expressions varying.
It was all because the young girl exuded a faint aura of demonic energy.
As righteous cultivators, they were naturally prejudiced against demonic practitioners.
If it weren't for the fact that this girl had been saved by the ancestor, some disciples of the Sword Pavilion might have already drawn their swords.
Mo Shumei cupped her hands toward Chen Huai'an. Facing that imposing gaze, she had mentally prepared herself, yet still felt a chill run down her spine. She could only force herself to remain calm and said, “I was once sent to a stronghold of the Yaochi. At that time, Yaochi was actively searching for the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan. I heard quite a bit of information, which might be useful to you.”
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Chapter 254: The Daughter of Dan Yun (Diao Mao Dalba +1, Big Brother, you’re amazing!!)
“Oh? What information do you have?” Chen Huai'an narrowed his eyes.
He had merely followed his little disciple's suggestion to save this demonic girl, not paying much attention to her otherwise.
Unexpectedly, there was a pleasant surprise. In a sense, Li Qingran was the true lucky charm!
Mo Shumei bit her lip and bowed again, saying, “Before I share this information, I would like to make a deal with you, senior!”
“Impudent! Do you know who you’re speaking to?” Elder Liu's brows shot up in anger as he pointed at Mo Shumei and scolded, “Our Sword Pavilion has shown you great kindness by taking you in. The ancestor is magnanimous enough to overlook your identity, but don’t push your luck!”
“Elder Liu, it’s fine. Let her speak. I’m quite curious,” Chen Huai'an interjected.
He was indeed curious about what kind of deal Mo Shumei wanted to propose.
He had a few guesses in mind.
Perhaps she wanted him to help suppress the spirit within her demonic sword.
Or maybe she wanted to become his disciple.
Or she might be seeking some resources that were particularly valuable to her.
In the Cangyun Realm, cultivators facing powerful seniors typically had these few requests.
At this moment, the demonic sword at Mo Shumei's waist began to tremble.
【What do you want? I warn you, the Soul Abyss is strong because of me. Without me, the Soul Abyss is just an ordinary spirit weapon!】
Mo Shumei ignored the sword. She bit her lip, seemingly struggling to find the right words.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally managed to squeeze out her request.
“I… I have had a hard life. I’ve wandered in the Cangyun Realm for many years, and many cultivators, upon discovering my identity as a demonic practitioner, have tried to kill me without a second thought. Friends I once got along with turned against me in an instant. I had no choice but to kill them all.
So, for all these years, I’ve been all alone, except for your disciple, Li Qingran, who doesn’t hold my identity against me.
I dare to… I dare to ask you to allow me to be friends with Li Qingran.”
After saying this, Mo Shumei bowed deeply.
The demonic sword stopped trembling and fell silent, as if stunned into submission.
Elder Liu, who had been about to retort, now stared blankly at Mo Shumei, swallowing his harsh words.
“Uh…” Chen Huai'an glanced at Li Qingran, only to find her looking equally surprised.
It was just a request to be friends. Was that really a demand?
What Chen Huai'an didn’t realize was that the prejudice in people’s hearts was like a mountain.
Mo Shumei had been crushed under this mountain for seven or eight years.
Demonic practitioners disapproved of her ways, and she had no love for them either.
Righteous cultivators would kill demons on sight, refusing to listen to any explanations. Even if she acted heroically, she would be seen as having ulterior motives.
Over the years, Mo Shumei had saved many people. Some who had initially become friends turned against her upon learning her identity, even reporting her to righteous sects, leading to her being hunted down. Others had relationships with her that shifted from gratitude to wariness, then to estrangement…
What left the deepest impression on her was a year when heavy snow blocked the mountains, and she saved a hunter.
After learning she was a demonic practitioner, the hunter would rather starve than eat the wild rabbit she had caught.
She left the rabbit at the entrance of the hunter's shivering cave and walked away.
If the hunter had eaten that rabbit, he would have surely survived the cold night.
But when she returned the next day, the hunter had frozen to death, and the roasted rabbit remained untouched.
From that day on, she never developed any relationships with others. She continued to do what she believed was right but never communicated with those she saved. Just like that night when she knew the city lord's family was the cause of the suffering in that mortal city, she killed the entire family. Surely, the next city lord would continue the previous lord's ways.
But that was fine; she could always come back to kill again.
She only killed and then left.
Everything else was none of her concern.
Such a carefree style was indeed liberating, but she had no friends.
The only one she spoke to daily was that cursed sword, and nine out of ten of its words were lies.
Mo Shumei anxiously awaited Chen Huai'an's response.
While traveling with Li Qingran, she learned that Li Qingran had also lost her parents, making her master a parental figure to Li Qingran. Even if Li Qingran was willing to be her friend, if her master disapproved, the outcome would remain unchanged.
“This matter depends on what Li Qingran thinks. Why ask me to make friends?”
As a modern person, Chen Huai'an couldn’t understand Mo Shumei’s concerns.
And precisely because he couldn’t understand, he gave Mo Shumei the answer she most wanted to hear.
“Thank you, senior. Whether I can become friends with Li Qingran, I will strive for it myself.” Mo Shumei nodded earnestly, straightened her back, and turned to Li Qingran, saying solemnly, “Sister Qingran, I will become your friend. Just wait!”
Li Qingran was startled by this sudden declaration and took a step back, her cheeks flushing a bright pink as she hid behind Chen Huai'an.
Returning to the main topic.
A glimmer of memory flashed in Mo Shumei's eyes.
“When the Yaochi Sacred Land was searching for the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan, they were also looking for a recluse named Dan Yun. Later, it was said they found her, and the search for the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan abruptly ceased, only to resume six months later.
I wondered if this recluse, Dan Yun, had any connection to the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan. The title ‘Dan Yun’ is typically used by elders of the Dan Sect, suggesting she was likely a high-ranking elder, perhaps even above Zhou Xuanzizi.
As a member of the Dan Sect, she would certainly know how to refine pills. If the Yaochi Sacred Land found her, could it be that they wanted her help in refining the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan?”
The crowd fell silent for a moment, all pondering Mo Shumei's words.
Chen Huai'an felt that Mo Shumei's reasoning was quite plausible.
This Dan Yun either knew how to refine the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan or possessed its recipe.
As for why the Yaochi Sacred Land resumed their search for the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan six months later, it could be that Dan Yun had died, and no one could refine pills for the Yaochi Sacred Land anymore.
What Chen Huai'an was concerned about wasn’t Dan Yun’s fate.
He was focused on the recipe for the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan.
If there was a recipe…
“I’ve heard that Dan Yun has a daughter whose whereabouts are still unknown. The only thing we can be sure of is that she hasn’t been captured by the Yaochi Sacred Land.
In recent years, while traveling through the mortal realms, I saw a search warrant issued by the Yaochi for Dan Yun’s daughter.”
Mo Shumei’s words made Chen Huai'an suddenly lift his head, his gaze sharpening.
“What is Dan Yun’s daughter called?”
“Dan Bai,” Mo Shumei said, her lips barely moving.
“Dan Bai is Dan Yun’s only daughter.” Chen Huai'an narrowed his eyes, “And the Yaochi Sacred Land is still looking for her, so she might have inherited her mother’s alchemical skills, not only knowing the recipe for the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan but also capable of refining it?”
“Exactly.” Mo Shumei nodded, “But the problem is how to find her.”
“Finding someone? Simple.”
Chen Huai'an smiled.
Everyone knew that he was a master of the sword.
What they didn’t know was that he was also exceptional at finding things.
Such powerful searching and deduction abilities stemmed from his talent and hard work.
Chen Huai'an directly exited the small world and opened the game customer service system.
“Celestial Mechanism Deduction!”
“Instantly search for Dan Bai’s location!”
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Chapter 255: Forceful Decryption
【This is your second celestial deduction today… Celestial Mechanism Deduction in progress!】
【Celestial Mechanism Deduction failed. The target’s celestial mechanism has been obscured! Forceful decryption requires reducing the luck loss layers to at least 500 layers!】
Chen Huai'an: “??? Wait, this is also obscured?!”
But soon, he regained his composure.
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