Immortal Mortal

by Srtyi

Here, only those with spiritual roots can cultivate while those with mortal roots are destined to stay mortal. Mo Wuji only has mortal roots, but will he only remain as a mortal?

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Chapter 1: The Fallen Prince

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Prologue:

"Hahahaha… Ruoyin, I was finally able to refine the Channel Opening Solution. I've succeeded…" Inside a messy lab, Mo Wuji started laughing, clutching a porcelain bottle in his hand as if he had gone mad.

"Ding…" A glass cup fell onto the ground, spilling tea everywhere. A beautiful girl in a crimson red cheongsam stood by the doorway, blankly staring at the hysterical Mo Wuji. Only after a good while did she speak in a shivering voice, "Wuji, did you succeed? Did you really succeed?"

Mo Wuji stared at the beautiful girl standing at the entrance. He knew that Xia Ruoyin had come to serve him a cup of tea. This piece of information had shocked Xia Ruoyin greatly; due to her excitement, the cup slipped from her hands and fell to the ground.

"Ruoyin, there is absolutely no error this time around. I just tried half of the bottle, but I could clearly feel as if a fire was burning down my meridians as they are gradually being opened and expanded. At the moment, my meridians are still in the process of opening, but we have succeeded."

Mo Wuji, while holding the porcelain bottle, excitedly walked up to the girl and grabbed her hands. "Ruoyin, it has been hard for you. In all these years, I have been dedicated to researching the Channel Opening Solution and I did not take care of you. Instead, you had to take care of me. Let us marry. Afterward, we will start a company specializing in the production of the Channel Opening Solution. I believe our business will soon be a sensation throughout the world."

The girl finally calmed down, but she still spoke in a shivering voice, "Did you take down the drug formula?"

Mo Wuji nodded his head, "Ruoyin, don't worry. I have all the information on my laptop. Here, take a look…"

After Mo Wuji finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards his laptop.

Suddenly, he felt something cold, followed by an excruciating pain from his back. Upon seeing the tip of a blade emerging from his chest, he realized that someone had stabbed him through his heart from his back.

The pain caused him to feel extremely dizzy and his strength started to fade away. Mo Wuji slowly turned his head around as he unconsciously looked at the hands clasping the blade. It was Xia Ruoyin's. With his eyes wide open, he muttered, "Ruoyin… Why? Why?"

He still could not believe that his lover whom he had loved dearly for many years would stab him.

"I'm sorry, Wuji. I'm sorry…" Xia Ruoyin's hands were trembling as a shudder went through her whole body. She had killed her lover. He was the man who she had loved for over a decade and the one who had showered her with endless affection.

Two teardrops appeared at the corners of Mo Wuji's eyes. He felt his body becoming colder by the second. He gradually lost his consciousness and his eyes began to lose its luster. However, he still did not want to close his eyes. He kept on staring at Xia Ruoyin as he murmured, "If you wanted the formula… you just had to say it and I would have given it to you… why?"

Mo Wuji did not shed his tears because he was dying. For as long as he could remember, he had never cried in his life. However, today, what hurt the most was not the injury on his back, but the pain caused by the betrayal of his lover.

Perhaps even Xia Ruoyin did not know her position in Mo Wuji's heart. If she had asked for it, Mo Wuji would have willingly died for her. However, Xia Ruoyin, the woman who he would have gladly died for, had stabbed him on this fateful day.

Maybe the question would remain unanswered for a long time. Perhaps he would not even be able to rest in his grave. His dim eyes finally closed, leaving the two teardrops by the corners of his eyes.

"Pa-ta…" Xia Ruoyin also shed two lines of tears, which fell on the corners of Mo Wuji's eyes, washing away his teardrops.

The Fallen Prince

"Gua…." The shrill sound of a crow woke Mo Wuji up. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a single crow flying above him, quickly disappearing together with its shrill cries.

"Where am I?" Mo Wuji felt strange. He seemed to be sitting on a newly piled up tomb, surrounded by seven to eight children kneeling in front of him. Among them, a young girl wearing a floral blue skirt was holding a bamboo basket beside him.

As Mo Wuji was still confused about the situation, the young girl whispered with a gentle voice, "Everyone behaved well today, however, there are no more sweets left so let us call it a day and come back tomorrow to continue playing."

"Were these games played in the previous emperor's dynasty? Why does this scene feel so familiar?"

Mo Wuji was shocked because this scene resembled the last scene of the novel in which Mu Rongfu was in. Mu Rongfu became crazy because of what he had to do for his country. His beautiful cousin and childhood sweetheart Wang Yuyan left him for another man, and in the end, all he had left by his side was a servant named Abi. This present scene is the scene after Mu Rongfu went crazy because of his lost country and Abi gathered a few children to play with him.

"Long live my King, goodbye my King. We will be back for more sweets tomorrow…" The children dispersed after chanting these words in a non-orderly manner.

Mo Wuji gazed all over the place, and he noticed a few young men and women were walking by. When he rested his eyes on a lady wearing a purple skirt, he was so infatuated by her beauty that he completely forgot about his current situation.

The lady in the purple skirt exchanged looks with Mo Wuji. She looked confused, sympathetic and was disappointed with him. The other young and attractive men and women seemed to be discussing and laughing about him while they passed by.

"Can't be…"

All of a sudden, Mo Wuji thought of a horrible scenario. "Could it be that after my death, I was reborn into Mu Rongfu's body? Did our souls really crossed over to other bodies in this world?"

"And why would my soul crossover? What was I doing before this?"

At this point, Mo Wuji started to have a headache. He finally recalled that after he successfully developed the solution, his lover who he was willing to die for backstabbed him. With this thought, Mo Wuji's entire spirit was overwhelmed with sadness…

His throbbing headache caused him to think of this matter no further. There was an excessive amount of information flooding into his head. It was only after two full hours that Mo Wuji finally understood what was actually happening.

He realized that this was not the Song dynasty anymore, and he was not just reborn into Mu Rongfu's body.

This was not even Earth! He was currently in Rao Zhou City, the national capital of Cheng Yu state. He was called Mo Xinghe, the prince of Northern Qin Prefecture. His father named him Mo Xinghe after the Xing Han Empire.

Mo Xinghe could not recall exactly how big this world was, but he knew that Xing Han Empire is not the only empire. Every empire was divided into states, and every states were further divided into many prefectures.

Mo Xinghe belonged to Northern Qin Prefecture under Cheng Yu State, and Cheng Yu belonged to the Xing Han Empire.

Nineteen years ago, Mo Xinghe's grandfather, Mo Tiancheng, was the Northern Qin Prefecture's lord. After he arrived at Cheng Yu state, he suddenly disappeared. As a result, Northern Qin Prefecture needed a new lord, and this lord needed to have the approval of the State Lord.

If it was not for Mo Tiancheng's sudden disappearance, Mo Tiancheng could have passed the throne directly to his children and reported it to the State Lord. However, Mo Tiancheng was missing and he did not pass his throne to anyone officially. Hence, the successor must now personally head to the state to take over the throne in front of all the other prefecture and state lords.

Mo Xinghe's parents decided to bring Mo Xinghe to Rao Zhou City for two reasons. Firstly, they wanted to locate Mo Tiancheng. Secondly, Mo Xinghe's father, Mo Guangyuan, had always wanted to gain recognition from the other lords and succeed his father's throne.

Originally, succeeding the throne was a simple affair. Nobody expected it to turn out to be filled with so many different obstacles. Mo Xinghe's parents have spent countless amounts of money, and ran around for more than a decade; however, they were still unable to succeed the throne.

Mo Xinghe's parents died of illness and Mo Xinghe inherited his father's obsession to succeed the throne. With the death of Mo Xinghe's parents, the Mo family finally exhausted all their money. Mo Xinghe was then on the move for several years without achieving anything meaningful. When he found out that Northern Qin Prefecture had been taken over by Cheng Yu's lord, Mo Xinghe went crazy and was then reborn as Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji also managed to recall who the lady in a purple skirt was. Her name was Wen Manzhu and her father was very close friends with Mo Xinghe's parents. Mo Xinghe and Wen Manzhu were childhood sweethearts and even though they were not promised to one another, everyone agreed that both of them would grow up and be together.

Ever since the Mo Clan lost their opportunity to ascend the throne, along with the death of Mo Xinghe's parents and the loss of Mo Xinghe's sanity, the Wen Clan gradually disregarded Mo Xinghe. As Wen Manzhu grew up, she grew apart from Mo Xinghe and went closer to the princes from other more influential families.

Upon feeling two drops of tears on the back of the hand, Mo Wuji raised his head from his knees and saw that it was a sad young girl, marked with a scar on her face.

Just like how Abi faithfully stayed beside Mu Rongfu, this girl called Yan'Er was the only person who stayed by him despite only being his servant. If not for Yan'Er, Mo Wuji would have never been reborn and no one would have known how long the original Mo Xinghe would have been dead.

Other than the scar on her face, Yan'Er also suffered from malnutrition. She was pale, her hair was all blonde, and she lacked the vibrant energy of a typical young lady.

"It still doesn't make sense…" Mo Wuji shivered. The Mo Clan was still a part of the royal clan, so even if Mo Xinghe's father was not able to succeed the throne, in this rich country, he still should not have died of illness in poverty. Was it not possible for him to leave Rao Zhou City and return to the Northern Qin Prefecture as soon as possible? Alternatively, was it that there was no escorts or money given to the Mo Clan?

There was certainly something wrong here…

Mo Wuji looked up and saw Yan'Er wiping her slightly reddish eyes as she gently asked, "My King, can we return now?"

Mo Wuji bowed his head and sighed, for not only Yan'Er but also his current state and body. Even while playing such a childish game, Yan'Er still had to be polite and ask for permission as if she was really in an empire state.

However, Mo Wuji recuperated very quickly and felt that he should be upset at himself the most. He had mixed feelings about whether he should be grateful that he was not dead, heartbroken that his lover was the one who plotted against him or saddened that he could no longer return to Earth.

Seeing Mo Wuji not say anything after a while, the overly cautious Yan'Er spoke again, "My King, the sky is getting darker…"

Mo Wuji sighed as he looked at the distant setting sun. He was unsure of whether it was because he thought of Mo Xinghe, or if he was just lamenting about his own destiny. He eventually said, "Let's go back…"

He saw Yan'Er's surprised look on her face, without feeling the need to explain any further, he sighed and said, "Let's go back to the dynasty…"

Having said that, he wanted to stand up, pat off the soil on his legs, and leave. However as his leg were crossed for a long time, they were numb and asleep. Fortunately, Yan'Er was there to help him up.

As Yan'Er helped him out of the sparse forest, Mo Wuji was busy rearranging the thoughts that remained on his mind.

"What kind of world is this...?" The two quietly walked for a few minutes, when Mo Wuji mumbled this to himself.

"My King, what did you just say?" Yan'Er asked as she did not quite understand what Mo Wuji said earlier.

Mo Wuji shook his head, "Yan'Er, please do not call me your King anymore. Address me by my name."

Because both Mo Wuji and Yan'Er will still be living together in the future, there was still some explaining left to do.

Feeling a bit touched, Yan'Er asked excitedly while carrying a bamboo basket with her trembling hands and teary eyes, "Young master, are you feeling better?"

Mo Wuji replied with a slightly hesitant smile, "Perhaps I have not completely recovered or remembered everything, but I will not act and dream like an idiot as before anymore."

Mo Wuji was afraid he would let the cat out of the bag, so he simply stated that he had not completely recovered.

"Then…" Yan'Er seemed like she wanted to say something, yet she did not dare to.

Mo Wuji knew Yan'Er wanted to ask if he still wanted to play with these children tomorrow, but she was afraid that after playing these games, it would remind him of the previous dynasty's incident and make him crazy again.

Patting Yan'Er's back, Mo Wuji laughed and said, "I have lived the Emperor's life before and I am now sick of it already. Let us not come tomorrow and instead, we should think about how to carry on living tomorrow."

Yan'Er dropped the bamboo basket she was holding, tears rolling down her cheeks with her knees on the floor. She can't seem to stop mumbling to herself…

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Chapter 2: Living is Difficult

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Mo Wuji did not help Yan'Er up. He could feel that after Mo Xinghe went crazy, Yan'Er bore a lot of pressure and suffering. At the moment, he just watched the distant shadows of the high-rise buildings as he secretly clenched his fist. "Even if I have to start from scratch, what's wrong with that?"

Although it seemed to be a monarchy in this world, the levels of science and technology were similar to that of Earth. There was a public transport system and electronic devices and equipments. How could he still be afraid that he cannot survive?

"Yan'Er, let's go back first," Mo Wuji said, watching the tall buildings as he pulled up Yan'Er who was still at a loss.

Even if he was reborn from Earth, he probably cannot recapture the Northern Qin Prefecture back.

He may not be able to dream about being a king, but Mo Wuji still had the confidence that he could establish a foothold here. After all, he was a top biological and botanist in the past. It was precisely because he was able to extract the essence from a number of plants and concoct it into a solution that could open the meridians, which caused his lover to plot against him. Consequently, this was why he was ultimately reborn in this place.

He was still unsure about the value of his solution. The existence of meridians had always been in a gray area even though meridians were often mentioned in traditional Chinese medicine. In actuality, how many people could prove the existence of meridians and even write a research paper about it?

But, could one imagine? What if the meridians could be expanded to the point where they could actually be felt? How much more powerful would one be? One could participate in the Olympic long-distance running or weightlifting events and still have a chance of winning.

The only thing he did not expect, however, was that his lover, whom he would have spent his life and death with, would plot against him. Until now, he did not understand why she would, at the moment of his success, backstab him with a dagger.

"Yes, Master..." Yan'Er finally calmed down, her eyes containing a glimmer.

Mo Wuji helplessly said, "Yan'Er, do I look like a young master? From now on, call me by my name. The past is the past. Today is a new beginning. My name will no longer be Mo Xinghe, but Mo Wuji. "

"Yes, Master." Yan'Er quickly responded.

Mo Wuji did not continue to persuade her; some habits were too hard to change. "The sky's going to be dark, let's go back. Tomorrow, I will go find a job."

Although Mo Wuji had not returned home, he had some ideas. With his parents' death and his family's wealth emptied, the Mo Family had long gone bankrupt. Afterward, Mo Xinghe went mad. In addition to work, Yan'Er also had to play this silly game with Mo Wuji. The fact that they could survive was already not bad.

"Master, you don't have to find a job. From now on, just don't come out every day. I can find another job. That will be enough." After hearing Mo Wuji say he wanted to find a job, Yan'Er hastened to stop him.

Mo Wuji just looked at Yan'Er's faded dress and the simple hair ornament on her yellow hair, he did not say anything. Some things could not be said clearly by words alone. Until his death, Mo Xinghe did not understand the difficulty Yan'Er went through with him.

Although there were castle gates and walls at Rao Zhou City, there were no guards. Regardless if it was day or night, anyone was free to come and go.

In other words, the city gate and walls of Rao Zhou City were a symbol of status rather than a form of defense for war.

Mo Xinghe was determined on restoring his country and did not care about the workings of Rao Zhou City. Mo Wuji could only uncover from the faint memories of Mo Xinghe that Rao Zhou City was very busy.

After following Yan'Er into the city, Mo Wuji immediately felt the wild, booming bustle of Rao Zhou City. Spacious streets were filled with a dense flow of people, along with brightly lit shops on both sides of the street. Mo Wuji even suspected that this was a modern city from Earth.

This bustling area was naturally not a place where Mo Wuji could afford to live. After the two bypassed the busy streets and walked for nearly an hour, they came to a messy residential area. Here, the lights looked faint and dim.

Mo Wuji could see from afar the messy space that they lived in. Even though the rent is almost equal to zero, it was still not what they could afford. If it was not for the sympathy of the landlord, they might not even have a place to sleep.

"Aiyo, the king is back. We better quickly make way for this one," An abrupt voice interrupted Mo Wuji's chain of thought.

"Hu Fei, you get out of the way," Yan'Er, who was originally half a step behind Mo Wuji, suddenly stepped forward, like an angry little leopard, pushing Mo Wuji behind her.

Under the dim light, Mo Wuji saw a youth with thickly gelled hair. Although he said to make way for Mo Wuji, he stood in the middle of the street without showing the slightest intention of doing so.

"Little Yan'Er, Big Brother Hu specially bought half a catty of pig meat for you. You doing this to me makes me feel sad," said Hu Fei while he fiddled around with the lotus leaf packet in his hands. (TL: Chinese food is sometimes wrapped up in lotus/pandan/banana leaves)

Mo Wuji's belly disappointingly rumbled loudly. Yan'Er, who originally wanted to have Hu Fei move out of the way, hesitated while looking at the lotus leaf packet.

"Isn't this better? You and Big Brother Hu aren't strangers..." Hu Fei said, coming over as he moved to put his hand around Yan'Er's shoulders. Although there was a scar on Yan'Er's face along with her having an undeveloped body due to poor nutrition, she still had a set of pretty facial features.

Yan'Er's eyes showed signs of hesitation. If she was alone, she would not be bothered about Hu Fei. But today, the young master has not eaten for the whole day, and his stomach was rumbling. Furthermore, there was not even a grain of rice at home. What could she do even if she went back?

Mo Wuji did not know what Yan'Er was thinking. He did not wait for Hu Fei's hands to reach Yan'Er's shoulders before he kicked out with his foot.

Hu Fei did not expect Mo Wuji to react this way. Mo Wuji kicked him squarely in the chest.

Mo Wuji felt like he kicked a piece of steel, and he had to take a series of steps back from the strong rebound.

"Master, are you alright..." Yan'Er quickly ran over, supporting Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji looked at Hu Fei who was only forced back by a single step and could not help but become shocked. His current body was indeed very weak as it was not even able to kick down Hu Fei. Is Hu Fei a martial artist?

"You're courting death..." Hu Fei did not expect the weak Mo Xinghe, who only dreamt of being a king, to suddenly act against him. He went into a fury and pulled out a foot-long knife from his waist and rushed towards Mo Wuji.

Several bystanders saw Hu Fei rushing towards Mo Wuji, but no one came forward to help. They did not even say a word.

"Hu Fei, hurry up and stop! It's broad daylight and you dare to commit murder?" Yan'Er's face turned pale white, and she did not notice that it was already night time.

"Ha ha, I have long wanted to get rid of this idiot. Today, this idiot acted against me first, even if I kill him, I will at most get only a fine. Yan'Er, I am doing this for you. If you follow me, you can have food to eat and clothes to wear..." Hu Fei apparently did not intend to stop.

Yan'Er turned anxious. There was no other way; she could only use her body to protect Mo Wuji.

At this moment, Mo Wuji completely calmed down. From his recollection, Cheng Yu State indeed had such a law. Whether you are right or wrong, if someone acted upon you first and you killed him, you would only receive a small fine.

Knowing that it was too late for regrets, Mo Wuji quickly pulled Yan'Er to the side. He calmly stared at Hu Fei and said, "Hu Fei, if you dare to even touch a single hair of mine, you will die a horrible death."

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Chapter 3: Mortal Roots

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Mo Wuji calmly told Hu Fei, "I am still part of the Northern Qin Prefecture royal clan. Even though I did not manage to succeed the throne, I still have my aristocratic title. Do you dare hurt a noble like me? Hu Fei, I'm warning you, even tearing your body from limb to limb by five horses or cutting you up into a thousand pieces would be too light a punishment for you."

Hu Fei startled as he realised that even the weakened duke like him still belonged to the royal clan and that he was not someone a lowly personnel like Hu Fei could mess with.

Whether or not Mo Wuji was still considered to be part of the royal clan was not for someone like Hu Fei to find out. However Mo Wuji was right in stating that if someone were to hurt a noble, punishment such as tearing the body from limb to limb by 5 horses would indeed be going easy on the offender.

Hu Fei realised the consequence of hurting a noble and quickly responded, "My King, I am just joking with you, I would never dare to lay a finger on you."

There was no rush to get rid of Mo Wuji, Hu Fei had nothing but time on his side to do a thorough check on whether Mo Wuji's title was still valid.

Mo Wuji calmly walked over to Hu Fei and took the knife from his hand.

"What a good knife…" Mo Wuji knew this knife was exceptionally sharp the moment he got his hands on it.

Having let go of the knife in his hands, Hu Fei subconsciously took a few steps back and cautiously observed Mo Wuji.

Yan'Er watched over the two of them nervously. Even though the knife is with Mo Wuji now, Yan'Er still could not help but panic. Having served Mo Wuji for a long time, she clearly knew that Mo Wuji was just a civilian like the rest and no longer held any aristocratic title.

In other words, since Mo Wuji attacked Hu Fei first, even if Hu Fei were to indeed kill Mo Wuji, Hu Fei would at most be punished with a small fine.

Looking at the knife in his hands, Mo Wuji stared at Hu Fei's eyes and said, "Hu Fei, I am not trying to use my position to threaten you. Even if I am no longer part of the royal clan, my ancestors were once dukes and you would not get away by hurting their descendant. Hurting the descendant of a royal blood, isn't it equivalent to not showing any form of respect for the Cheng Yu State?"

Mo Wuji gave a cold smirk as he finished his sentence.

Hu Fei kept pondering if Mo Wuji was really part of the royal clan. Because if he was not, Hu Fei was confident of finishing him off even though the knife was with Mo Wuji. Upon hearing what Mo Wuji just said, this thought of his disappeared quickly without a trace and he replied, "My King, a lowly personnel like me was just joking with you earlier."

Hu Fei also wondered how Mo Wuji's change in attitude could be so drastic.

"I am no longer the King now, scram before I change my mind," Mo Wuji kept Hu Fei's knife in his boot tube.

"Yes, yes Master Mo please take care," Hu Fei's heart ache as he watched Mo Wuji keep his knife and walk away.

That knife had always been with Hu Fei and little did he expect someone to take it away from him today. He would be lying if he said his heart did not ache.

"Master, you are no longer…" As Hu Fei left, Yan'Er cautiously walked over and whispered to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji interrupted and said, "I know, let's talk when we get back."

Even without Yan'Er's reminder, Mo Wuji would have already guessed he was no longer part of the royal clan.

They lived in a very cramped space and there was only an old cloth separating the two wooden beds. There was nothing valuable in the house. Mo Wuji knew that anything with worth, even a penny, would have been sold by Yan'Er to buy sweets to play with the children.

Mo Wuji saw himself in the scratched mirror hanging in front of his bed. He resembled himself in the past life and his long dry hair was tied very neatly by Yan'Er. Even though his face was pale, it was much better compared it to Yan'Er's yellowish skinny face. Other than the tired eyes, his slick eyebrows and sharp nose made him look decently handsome.

"Master, I will go to Aunt Lu's house to borrow some rice…" Yan'Er said the moment she stepped into the house. She still felt that Mo Wuji should have taken and kept the packet of pig head meat from Hu Fei instead of the knife.

"Hold on…" Mo Wuji stopped Yan'Er.

Mo Wuji asked Yan'Er the moment he saw her turned her head curiously looking at him, "Yan'Er, Hu Fei seems to be trained in martial arts as he was much stronger than me. He's a hooligan, but where did he learn them from?"

From what Mo Wuji could remember, this world was not a place full of top martial artists. What rights did Hu Fei had that he could learn martial arts when the descendant of a noble like himself could not?

Yan'Er revealed an expression of disdain and replied, "Hu Fei barely learned a few moves from others, and he cannot even open his spirit. How can he be considered to be true martial artist? I've heard from your grandfather that your great grandfather was a true spiritual martial artist."

"What is opening of the spirit?" Mo Wuji anxiously asked because in his memory, other than his previous country, there was absolutely nothing else. Could it be that he was wrong and that this place was still a place where one can master martial arts?

At this moment, he felt excited and fired up to go all out to learn martial arts if it is really possible now. This was so that if one day he could return to Earth, he could ask her in person: "Why?"

Yan'Er was not surprised at Mo Wuji not knowing what the opening of spirit is. What surprised Yan'Er the most is that the young master previously could not care less about such things, why is he so curious about it now?

She still decided to tell him all that she knew, "Opening of the spirit is helping someone with spiritual roots excite their spiritual roots and open up their spiritual channel. Only those who have excited roots and opened channels would be able to cultivate and master martial arts. I've heard that opening more channels during the first try would indicate a greater quality of spiritual roots."

Mo Wuji immediately caught two main points from what Yan'Er said. The first is that to learn martial arts, one has to have spiritual roots. Secondly one must be able to open up their spiritual network.

"Yan'Er, why did the old master not bring me to open up my spirit?" Mo Wuji asked excitedly.

Yan'Er tone became deeper and said, "When old master first came to Rao Zhou City, he was too busy trying to succeed the throne. When he realised that it was not possible anymore, he wanted to let you learn martial arts. Old master accumulated enough money for you to test your roots and open your spirit. However after the tests, it was discovered that you possessed mortal roots just like old master. People with mortal roots under normal circumstances cannot excite their roots and hence are unable to learn martial arts.

"What are mortal roots?" Mo Wuji's heart sank but asked anyway.

Having gone through death, what else can he find unacceptable?

Yan'Er could feel Mo Wuji's disappointment, sighing as she said, "I've heard from old master that one's roots will affect one's martial arts future. Normally, those without spiritual roots are called mortal roots, also known as useless roots. Those with mortal roots are just like everyone else.

Those with spiritual roots could cultivate and the grade of one's spiritual roots could be further divided into different levels. There are the low level, medium level, high level and the top level. I've heard people saying there are some with grades even higher than the top level but I'm not too sure what are those levels."

"So I only have mortal roots…" Mo Wuji could no longer hide his disappointment after hearing Yan'Er.

Yan'Er tried to comfort Mo Wuji saying, "Young master, even in Cheng Yu State itself there are only a small number of people with spiritual roots. The rest of the people like us only have mortal roots but they are all living just fine, I am sure we will too."

Mo Wuji clenched his fist and said, "Yan'Er, I will go and find some work tomorrow. I want to accumulate some money and get ready to try and open my spirit once more."

"Ah..." Yan'Er seems to be shocked by Mo Wuji's decision but understood what he was trying to do. "Young master, please don't do it. Back then, old master saved up money to test for your roots and despite knowing you have mortal roots, he still tried to open up your spirit only to realise mortal roots will never turn into spiritual roots. After this attempt, old master passed away with an illness not long later…"

Yan'Er's words might be a little obscured but Mo Wuji understood what she was trying to point out. Back then, if the old master did not try and open Mo Wuji's spirit, even if he might be poor, he would probably not die of illness. This also proved that the amount of money needed was not a small sum. However having lived in two different worlds, Mo Wuji was not as innocent as Yan'Er. Mo Guangyuan died coincidentally after he tried to open Mo Wuji's spirit, it probably isn't something so straightforward like an illness. From the looks of it, if he were to open his spirit, he had to be extra careful.

"Do not worry Yan'Er, I have confidence I will be able to earn the money. Tomorrow onwards, you do not have to go borrow rice from Aunt Lu because I will take care of you," Mo Wuji said as he walked over to Yan'Er and gently touched Yan'Er's undernourished yellowish hair.

Yan'Er was so young, could you imagine how much she sacrificed when Mo XingHe's parents died and she had to take care of a mad Mo XingHe?

Aunt Lu was only their landlord, and she had been very accommodating to them all this while. Aunt Lu was a widow and hence her life had not been exactly very good either. Therefore, to always request for rice from her was a form of burden to Aunt Lu too.

Mo Wuji was still a top notch botanist in this rather advanced country, how could providing three meals a day be an obstacle to him?

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Chapter 4: A Rice Bowl Filled With Gratitude

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A change of fate was enough to make one sad, but Mo Wuji did not care. Even if he became a fallen prince, Mo Wuji did not put it to heart. The only thing that made him lost and unwilling was that he is a mortal, a mortal with mortal roots.

On Earth, everyone was the same. No one was afraid that they cannot cultivate, and he could excel in other areas. However, in this new world, being unable to cultivate signified a completely lost opportunity.

Even if he was determined to be without spiritual roots, without personally testing for it, he will not give up. Harbouring such worrying thoughts, Mo Wuji did not know when he actually fell asleep.

Mo Wuji was aroused awake by the fragrant smell of rice, and when he opened his eyes, the sun was already out. As he sat up, he saw a big bowl of rice on the old and broken square table. There was even a dish of pickles and half a cucumber.

"Master, you're awake. Quickly wash up and eat." Without waiting for Mo Wuji to speak, Yan'Er, who was constantly concerned for him, cried out with joy.

"You did not sleep last night?" Mo Wuji looked at Yan'Er's pale face, dark circles and tired eyes, and knew that Yan'Er did not sleep the whole night.

"Yesterday, I went to help Aunt Lu set up her stall, and business was very good." Even though Yan'Er was very tired, Mo Wuji could still feel her happiness.

Mo Wuji understood the reason for her happiness. As business was good, Aunt Lu gave her more pay.

Mo Wuji came down from his wooden bed, reached out and touched Yan'Er's messy hair, not speaking for a long time.

He was certain that this was not the first time Yan'Er worked overnight to feed him. She had long been accustomed to it. This Mo Xinghe must have been a pig. Not only did he stay silent and depended on a young girl, he even spent all his time dreaming about being a king. After returning from work, Yan'Er even had to spend money to buy candy to accompany him to play his king game.

"Master, you did not eat much yesterday, quickly wash up and eat," Yan'Er felt that after the young master woke up, there was a lot of change in him, which made her happy.

"You go ahead first; I'll wash up right away," Mo Wuji felt both pitiful and touched. In both his lives, no one has ever treated him like this. His past lover had a cold personality. Even though she was nice to him, she had never moved him like Yan'Er. In the end, she even plotted against him.

Yan'Er hurriedly said, "I just ate, young master you..."

Yan'Er did not continue talking as she saw the young master walk towards her wooden bed, slowly bending down and picking up a half-eaten black bun by the pillow side.

Mo Wuji did not speak; he held the hard, black bun and started to panic. Previously when Yan'Er said that she had ate; he saw some black crumbs by the side of her mouth.

He slowly brought the bread to his nose and smelt a hint of rancidness and staleness. There was a stark contrast between this black bun, which gives off a sour taste, and the bowl of fresh, white rice. No wonder why this growing young girl already has a head of dirty, yellow hair.

Maybe the rancid smell incited Mo Wuji's nose; his nose turned sour and his eyes felt itchy.

"Master, you can't eat that..." Yan'Er thought that Mo Wuji was going to eat the black bun, and quickly called out.

Mo Wuji gently grabbed Yan'Er's hands, hands which were rougher than his, and slowly said, "Yan'Er, from now on, whenever I eat, you will eat too. You will never be hungry. Today, don't go out and help out with the stall. Remember the words of big brother: I will support you now."

This rice bowl filled with gratitude, will never be forgotten.

"Master ..." Yan'Er called out with fear. She was worried about how the young master was acting today.

Mo Wuji did not dare to continue talking. He patted Yan'Er's hands, went outside to wipe the tear stains at the corner of his eyes, and rushed to wash up.

After breakfast, Mo Wuji went out. Even though he forced Yan'Er to share his breakfast, and forced her to rest before leaving, he still felt bad. He wanted to find a job as soon as possible, so that Yan'Er could live an easier life.

In the entire Cheng Yu State, Rao Zhou City is the largest and most prosperous city. Walking in the bustling streets, Mo Wuji felt the rhythm of life in Rao Zhou City, and it is not slower than those on Earth.

Rao Zhou Association is where Mo Wuji came to find work. This is where everybody would go to find work or employment.

Walking into the association, Mo Wuji saw many recruitment windows. Some are long-term job opportunities in some large workshops, and some are temporary job opportunities. In addition, there were many recruit posters, as well as various types of information. In Earth terms, this would be called a multi-functional talent market.

The association is enormous. Even though there were more than 1000 people wandering inside, it still felt spacious.

Mo Wuji circled around the association for a while, and could see the two jobs which were highly sought after. One was planting medicinal herbs, the other was mineral exploration.

Mo Wuji shook his head. Even though this world could be considered a world of science and technology, there was no variety in the advanced home appliances. As such, people do not value electronic experts. The pay of a mechanic is one-third that of a medicinal herb planter, and one-fifth that of a mineral explorer.

Mo Wuji did not mind. On Earth, he was a biology expert and he was proficient in botany. Finding a job here, was simply too easy.

After some simple comparisons, Mo Wuji soon found many suitable jobs.

Rao Zhou pharmaceutical field was hiring a herb grafter, with a monthly pay of 30 silver coins. They were also hiring people proficient in herbs to engage in garden work for 10 silver coins per month. On the other hand, Copper Hill Mining Square was hiring a prospector to appraise their minerals for 50 silver coins per month.

As a top biologist, Mo Wuji was confident in appraising minerals and determining their composition. Now, he was looking for a job, and did not care about the job suitability or the workshop state. To him, the one with the highest pay is the best as he would not be working in that job for long.

That would be the prospector job. Mo Wuji walked toward the Copper Hill Mining Square booth, and just as he was about to stand at the back of the queue, a nearby window suddenly posted a new job. "Cheng Ling Pill Workshop, urgently hiring several assistant refiners, monthly pay of 10 gold coins..."

Mo Wuji immediately stopped walking. He knew the currency here are gold, silver and copper coins. 1 gold coin can be exchanged for 100 silver coins, and that is the equivalent of 10000 copper coins. A monthly pay of 10 gold coins simply outbeats all the rest by miles. Not doing this job, is simply not giving face to his previous expertise as a first-class biologist.

Isn't refining medicine simply pharmacy? On Earth, due to the increased resistance towards virus, the rich gradually gave up on Western medicine. On the contrary, due to the variety of Chinese medicine, and that Chinese medicine contains natural plant extracts, it was more popular. As a top biologist and pharmaceutical master, he knew many companies' Chinese medicine formulas. Every time he appeared, it was as a mentor. Each time, did he not get a pay of at least 1 million?

Mo Wuji walked to the water tower, towards where the Cheng Ling Pill Workshop recruitment window was and sat down. Giving a gentle smile to give himself the aura of an expert, he said "I want to apply for your company's... uh, for the high paying job."

The recruitment officer was a middle-aged woman who looked smart and capable. She saw Mo Wuji sitting in front of the window without taking anything out. Feeling slightly puzzled, she asked, "May I ask which job you are applying for?"

"I would like to apply for the drug refining assistant job which was just posted..."

Mo Wuji did not complete his sentence before feeling something was wrong. The moment he said that sentence, there was an obvious silence around him. At that moment, almost all eyes were on him.

The middle-aged woman looked at Mo Wuji with a face of shock, before recovering her composure, and said in a respectful tone, "May I see your qualification certificates..."

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Chapter 5: Things That Are Taboo To Me

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No wonder why the recruitment officer was astounded. No wonder why the surrounding crowd got a shock after hearing that Mo Wuji wanted to apply to be a drug refiner assistant.

Although Rao Zhou City was the capital of Cheng Yu state, there were few drug refiner assistants, and much fewer drug refiners.

For drug refiner assistants, many were elderly men. Thus it was rare to find a drug refiner assistant as young as Mo Wuji. This was not only in Cheng Yu State, but even in the whole Xing Han Empire. Such a young drug refiner must have great potential and an unimaginable future ahead. It could be said that for a drug refiner assistant as young as Mo Wuji, he will become an actual drug refiner a few decades time if nothing goes wrong.

The original copy of a drug refiner assistant qualification? Mo Wuji's heart sank. Where would he get such a thing?

He subconsciously looked at the shocked expressions and sceptical looks of the surrounding crowd, and finally understood. *Cough, Mo Wuji continued speaking as though nothing happened, "I have not had the time to take part in the drug refiner assistant qualification test, but I had already reached the level of one."

Mo Wuji sensed that the looks from the crowd changed.

The recruitment officer settled down, and the cautious look on her face disappeared completely. She did not get angry, but instead calmly asked, "So which drug refiner school did you graduate from? Which drug refiner was your teacher?"

Mo Wuji scanned the room again; he finally discovered that many applicants were holding a small book in their hands. From this short a distance, he could make out the words on the book held by the applicant closest to him: Rao Zhou mining research school graduating certificate.

Mo Wuji never expected that applying for a job here would be the same as on Earth, requiring qualifications. Looking at the circumstances, even if he went to apply for other jobs, without any qualifications, he would still fail.

Seeing that the recruitment officer appeared to be increasingly unhappy over time, Mo Wuji could only give an awkward laugh, "Well…I am self-taught, so I have neither any graduate certificate nor a teacher."

"Ha ha ha…" Someone in the crowd finally burst into laughter this time. Surprisingly this seemingly impressive drug refiner assistant was only a lying fellow.

Cheng Ling Pill Workshop's recruitment officer did not laugh, but instead had an ominous and scary look on her face. Cheng Ling Pill Workshop was one of the top drug refineries in the whole of Cheng Yu State, how could someone come to make a fool out of her.

Seeing that this middle aged woman was in a bad mood and was about to explode, Mo Wuji thought to himself, "This is not good." Right at this moment, a sudden noise interrupted Mo Wuji who was about to speak. "Eh, isn't this our king? My King, why have you come to the association in person? Don't you have to attend court in the forest outside of the city? Oh, that's right; my king is here to inspect this place. Look at me, where are my manners, quickly pay respects to the king."

The voice was filled with mockery and frivolity, without any of the respect or manners he was talking about.

Mo Wuji turned around and saw that it was a young man in grey leisurely clothing walking over; he had seen this man before. It seemed that he was one of the few youngsters walking with Wen Manzhu last night. He had a decent appearance, and looked rather vain.

"He's that Northern Qin Prefecture…" The middle aged recruitment officer suddenly understood, and the anger shown on her face disappeared. The man was a lunatic, what's there to get angry about?

The surrounding crowd burst into laughter, obviously thinking that Mo Wuji was here as a joke.

"Zhaoxu, do you think this is very funny?" A cold voice rang out, and the laughter in the association suddenly died down as though as it was locked away.

A lady in a purple dress stood at the door of the association, she had a slender waist and long hair, and her stunning looks immediately caused the whole association to turn pale. These details were actually not of much significance, what was significant was that the girl was someone that most of them knew. Wen Manzhu, the only child of Cheng Yu State's Rao Xian Prefecture Marquis, Wen Ju.

A Prefecture Marquis in the whole of Xing Han Empire was like a drop of water in the ocean, a nobody. But in this association and in Rao Zhou, he was of the greatest importance.

"Manzhu…" Zhaoxu awkwardly called out, and only because Wen Manzhu was in a bad mood, he dared not continue. He felt some regret, as he did not notice Wen ManZhu approaching, destroying any good impressing he had left previously on her. He once commented on Mo Wuji in front of Wen Man Zhu, saying that Mo Wuji was excusable based on the circumstances he was in. But his single sentence of mockery caused him to reveal his true self to her.

Wen Manzhu ignored Cai Zhaoxu, but instead walk in front of Mo Wuji, took out a cloth pouch and handed it to him. "Xinghe, take this back and give it to Yan'Er."

The cloth pouch jingled, so Mo Wuji knew that it was from the clashing of gold coins. For Mo Wuji who was desperately in need of money, he longed for even a single silver coin, what more these gold coins.

Mo Wuji felt no animosity towards nor good impression of Wen Man Zhu. Regarding her abandonment of the spiritless and crazy Mo Xinghe, Mo Wuji did not feel angry either. There are too many of this type of people on Earth, too many realists. If the Mo family fell, and Mo Xinghe went insane, Wen Manzhu would definitely leave. There are too many people who will share good fortune with you, but how many would be willing to share your troubles?

Because of his current situation and the experiences of his past life, it caused him to have no interest to get to know someone like Wen Manzhu. It doesn't matter how pretty Wen Manzhu is, he still did not want to get involved with a woman like that. Even if he thirsts for money, he won't take Wen Manzhu's money, Mo Wuji lives by his own way, and he has his pride too.

Mo Wuji thought of Yan'Er, who will never leave him. How many women out there can be like Yan'Er? You can only meet someone like that once in your life, and it was after praying for it by striking and breaking countless Buddhist wooden fish. Having experienced it, Mo Wuji could only know more clearly how precious this is.

"Since it is for Yan'Er, then you should go give it to her yourself," Mo Wuji turned and left after speaking, after walking two steps, he halted, turned around once again and said, "That's right, I am called Mo Wuji, not Mo Xinghe. The Ji in Bai Wu Jin Ji, but of course I am not without any taboos, some things are still taboo to me." (TL: 百无禁忌 Bai Wu Jin Ji means to be without taboo)

Wen Manzhu heard Mo Wuji's words, and her heart unexpectedly throbbed. Is this a change in name? Seeing that Mo Wuji was about to leave, she reacted, quickly shouting, "Xinghe... Wuji, Yan'Er is not willing to take it, you should take it…"

Yan'Er was not willing to take it? Mo Wuji suddenly wanted to burst out laughing. This wrench's attitude towards me… Good, this is good.

"My Wen Family's ore refinery is hiring, if you're interested, you can go…" Wen Manzhu suddenly had a feeling from the bottom of her heart, the Mo Xinghe before her, no, it's Mo Wuji, was no longer the prince who skived and dreamt of becoming king until he went crazy. He changed; his pride filled with passion let her clearly feel the changes in him.

Mo Wuji stopped again, looking at Wen Manzhu and said, "Look to the sky and laugh your way out, how could I be an ore refiner? I'm already too lazy to be a drug refiner assistant. If I could be anything it will be a drug refiner."

"Ha ha ha…" Mo Wuji laughed after he finished speaking, showing off his majestic aura.

He was not nonsensically majestic, but had some thoughts about the issue. Compared to the woman who backstabbed him, Wen Manzhu was many times better. But alas he focused wholeheartedly on his biology and medical research, until the point that he did not know what the women by his side were like.

Coming back to life, Mo Wuji swore not to let this happen again, never again.

"Ha ha…" The association was once again filled with laughter; obviously no one thought that Mo Wuji was speaking the truth. More thought that Mo Wuji had not recovered yet, and it was only his crazy side that changed from wanting to be king into wanting to be a drug refiner.

One could say that Mo Wuji had a sliver of hope of becoming a king. But becoming a drug refiner, there was no hope at all.

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Chapter 6: Dan Han Drug Refinery

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"Young man, please wait," Just as Mo Wuji was about to leave the association, an old voice stopped him.

Mo Wuji turned to see a middle-aged man. His face looked as old as his voice.

"You called me?" Mo Wuji sized up this middle-aged man. He was a man with sharp eyes, as though everything he saw was within his grasps.

"Yes, I called you. If you do not mind, we can find a quiet place to talk," The middle-aged man said, pointing towards a tea room at the side of the association hall.

Mo Wuji smiled, "Of course I don't mind."

Seeing Mo Wuji walking to the tea room with the middle-aged man, many people in the association started their small discussions.

"Isn't that the owner of Dan Han Drug Refinery, Lu Jiujun? Everyone here knows that guy is a fake drug refining assistant, is he trying to recruit that madman? Isn't he afraid that his workshop will close down again? He isn't that bright after all ah."

"Hehe, you know it, yet you still say it. If Lu Jiujun was bright, he would not have led Dan Han Drug Refinery to its fall. At first glance, that man looks shrewd, but he actually isn't. Just look at what happened to Dan Han Drug Refinery."

"Who doesn't know Lu Jiujun is stupid? But what happened to Dan Han Drug Refinery was really a pity. It was one of the best drug refinery workshops in Cheng Yu State, maybe even in Xing Han Empire. Now, it is just a small workshop. Maybe after some time, it will just disappear... ..."

"Who allowed Lu Jiujun to be so lucky, being able to inherit Dan Han Drug Refinery? Even though it failed, at least he did possess it. At least he doesn't have to be like us, coming here to find jobs."

Those discussions were not heard by Mo Wuji. At this moment, he was already with Lu Jiujun sitting in the tea room. Lu Jiujun called a pot of Rao City's Chunxiao.

The light green tea was poured out, emitting a light fragrance. Mo Wuji drank a mouthful of tea, his mouth was full of fragrance, and his whole body felt comfortable. He could not help but to praise, "Good tea."

The past Mo Wuji did not research about tea, but something of greater difficulty. Even though he had tried all kinds of tea, none of them could compare to what he just drank. Moreover, Mo Wuji could see that this tea was casually rushed out, with no attention to the intricate details. Otherwise, the flavour would reach a wholly different level.

Lu Jiujun smiled, "Rao City Chunxiao is one of the three major teas of Cheng Yu State, which will be presented annually as a tribute to the royal clan. What we're drinking is made from old leaves, and these old leaves, are not what an average person can afford. Let me first introduce myself, I am Lu Jiujun, the current owner of Dan Han Drug Refinery."

At this point, Lu Jiujun deliberately stopped and looked at Mo Wuji. He believed Mo Wuji will inevitably respond "Oh, it's Dan Han Drug Refinery, I know that."

Mo Wuji could understand the meaning behind Lu Jiujun's words. It appeared that Dan Han Drug Refinery was not that simple, but he still said apologetically, "Sorry Owner Lu, I really have not heard of Dan Han Drug Refinery."

Lu Jiujun's mouth hung wide open, seemingly not trusting the words of Mo Wuji. In Rao Zhou, who had not heard of Dan Han Drug Refinery? Even though it had already fallen, and many stores and workshops have been swallowed up by others, all these happened recently. Its past fame should not have faded so quickly?

After a moment of surprise, Lu Jiujun came to understand and said self-deprecatingly, "It seems like I was over thinking. Prince Mo was too involved in restoring his country; naturally he would not notice commercial matters."

Seeing that Lu Jiujun understood, Mo Wuji directly said," Lu Jiujun knows my history. You would not be here to hire me to be a drug refiner, right?"

Just now, he raved about being a drug refiner in the association, but Mo Wuji was very clear. No one would put his ravings to heart.

Lu Jiujun drank a mouthful of tea, calmly put down the cup, and said with a smile, "Prince Mo is right, I am here to hire Prince Mo to be my Chief Drug Refiner."

Now, the one to be surprised is Mo Wuji. He subconsciously paused his hand at the side of his cup, and said in disbelief, "Perhaps Owner Lu has not heard of me? Are you sure what I said just now was not mere bragging? Or the words of an average person?"

Lu Jiujun said calmly, "I may not be able to refine drugs, but I have a good pair of eyes. When the prince was saying his mad words, these eyes saw a man filled with substance and self-confidence. That definitely isn't boasting or the words of something without a brain. Furthermore, your recent words gave me confidence that those aren't the words that an abnormal person would say. Thus, I decided to place a bet, that what Prince Mo said is true. How about that, Prince Mo, are you interested in working with me this once?"

Lu Jiujun further added, "Oh right, I also have a nickname, Mad Lu. The reason why my Dan Han Drug Refinery fell so fast was because I made crazy decisions."

Lu Jiujun did not even believe the words he just said. Naturally, he wasn't employing Mo Wuji because of self-confidence. Although it played a part, there was another more important reason which he knew clearly. That is, Mo Wuji's grandfather, Mo Tiancheng, had an identity that no one else knew. An identity of a drug refiner, a high level one at that.

His Lu family's Dan Han Drug Refinery was able to be famous in Rao Zhou, was simply because of the Northern Qin Prefecture Lord, Mo Tiancheng. Even though his grandfather and Mo Tiancheng were friends, the Lu Clan still paid a high price to get the support of Mo Tiancheng.

In other words, if not for the vast majority of the profits going to Mo Tiancheng, Dan Han Drug Refinery may not have fallen so quickly. So even if others did not believe it when Mo Wuji said that he is a drug refiner, Lu Jiujun was still a little convinced. If he was in the position of Mo Tiancheng, he would also have imparted his skills to his descendents. Not to mention the self-confidence that Mo Wuji had. Of course, this matter which Mo Wuji did not know, he would not go and explain it to him.

Hearing Lu Jiujun, Mo Wuji calmed down. He did not believe that Lu Jiujun wanted to hire him to be a Chief Drug Refiner because Lu Jiujun was determined that he wasn't lying. There's no such thing as a free meal in this world; Mo Wuji was very clear about that. If the other party was really so bold, there probably wouldn't even be a Dan Han Drug Refinery.

"What? Don't tell me that Prince Mo was really lying? When I now offer a position, you're actually backing out?" Lu Jiujun saw that Mo Wuji did not speak, and added another sentence.

Mo Wuji did not get triggered by Lu Jiujun's words, drinking a mouthful of tea and said, "I can join but what would be my pay?"

"50 gold coins per month, with all accommodations provided. In addition, as long as they are not unreasonable, Dan Han Drug Refinery will try to satisfy your demands," Lu Jiujun finished and stared at Mo Wuji. He did not believe that Mo Wuji would reject such a high pay. Naturally, this pay is not as high as an actual drug refiner's pay, but was several times higher than Cheng Ling Pill Workshop.

According to his conjecture, with this offer, Mo Wuji would stand up in excitement.

The reality, however, made him feel lost. Mo Wuji did not seem to hear his words, calmly drinking another mouthful of tea. Just when Lu Jiujun was about to lose his patience, he asked an irrelevant question, "Owner Lu, I heard that opening the spirit is extremely expensive, I wonder how much it actually is?"

Mo Wuji is not someone who has not seen money. He was previously excited about the 10 gold coins as no one knew him at that time. He simply wanted to find a quick job to feed Yan'Er and himself. Even if he did get the job, he would at most do it for a month before leaving.

However, the person in front of him, Lu Jiujun, will certainly not let him leave after one month, and he definitely had to sign some sort of contract.

Lu Jiujun gave Mo Wuji a puzzled look. Even he has heard that Mo Wuji had tried to open his spirit before, and only resulted in a mortal root. What was the meaning behind this question?

Even though he did not know Mo Wuji's intentions, he still gave a detailed response,"There are 3 ways to open the spirit. The first is to use an elixir, and that is also the most common way. The price depends on the grade of the elixir, and the cheapest one is costs at least 10,000 gold coins. The second is..."

Mo Wuji apologetically interrupted Lu Jiujun, "Owner Lu, if the cheapest price is 10,000 gold coins, then there must be a highest price? May I ask what is it ah?"

Lu Jiujun chuckled," There is no highest price. I heard that not even the entire Cheng Yu State is able to afford the most precious elixir."

So that is the case. Mo Wuji did not know how much Mo Xinghe's parents paid to buy him an elixir to open his spirit. From what he can guess, the cheaper the elixir, the outcome of the spirit opening would be worse.

Lu Jiujun continued, "The second is to request an expert to help open the spirit. The fee depends on the feelings of the expert. Generally, they will not stoop to 10,000 gold coins, and a starting price of 1 million gold coins is already considered cheap. The third is something that cannot be found in Cheng Yu State. I heard that Xing Han Empire has an array which can open the spirit, and only the qualified can enter the array."

Mo Wuji stayed silent. Regardless of the method, even if he earned 100 gold coins, to earn the amount of money to open the spirit will take donkey years!

"Owner Lu, have you opened your spirit? The minimum price is 10,000 gold bids, I'm sure few people can afford that, right? Doesn't that mean that the poor don't even have a chance to open their spirits?" After a long while, Mo Wuji finally spoke.

Lu Jiujun shook his head, "I went to test, and I only had mortal roots. In addition, I do not care about cultivation, so I did not try and open my spirit."

"The test before opening the spirit also costs money?" Mo Wuji asked.

"Of course it costs money, usually about 500 gold coins. Even if it is tested to have spiritual roots, and you open your spirit, that does not necessarily mean you are able to cultivate."

"What if the test shows that you have mortal roots, can you still open the spirit?"

Lu Jiujun laughed, "Although I know little about this, I know that the probability of success would be less than 1%. Only those who are not resigned to not having spiritual roots, knowing that they have mortal roots, would still spend money to open the spirit."

Mo Wuji finally understood, his poor father was so desperate, knowing that Mo Wuji had mortal roots, but he still spent money trying to help Mo Wuji open the spirit.

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Chapter 7: The Chief Drug Refiner

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"Owner Lu, the fact that you hired me, does that mean you need me to help Dan Han Drug Refinery research on a new drug?" Mo Wuji heaved a sigh of relief and made a decision to gamble on it. The amount of gold coins he needed was way too much, not even tens or hundreds of it is enough to solve the problem.

Lu Jiujun hesitated, "I do not exactly need you to develop a whole new drug. The reason why Dan Han Drug Refinery is failed is that we spent too much resource trying to develop a new drug. The development of the new drugs failed and was unable to be produced in time hence our competitor took the opportunity. Maybe you can start with our original creations as a base, saving a lot of time and effort."

What Lu Jiujun mentioned was not wrong at all. After Mo Tiancheng went missing, Dan Han Drug Refinery was left with excess profits. As Lu Jiujun was never a person who would settle for mediocrity, he immediately hired a few famous drug refiners to start developing a new drug. The pity is that after Mo Tiancheng plundered away most of Dan Han Drug Refinery's profits, the amount left were not enough to develop a new drug. In the end, all the effort came to naught, the new drug was not developed and Dan Han Drug Refinery fell.

Many believed that it was due to the crazy prodigal Lu Jiujun who made Dan Han Drug Refinery fail. However, only Lu Jiujun himself knows that even if he did not insist on developing a new drug, Dan Han Drug Refinery will sooner or later close down as well.

What Mo Wuji was concerned about was not Dan Han Drug Refinery as its products have already lost its competitive advantage over the past few years. Cheng Lin Pill Workshop's drug had the same efficacy and its pricing was a lot more competitive. What he was doing was just putting on a fight.

"If I am the sole researcher for developing this new drug, I want 70% of the profits from the earnings of this drug." Mo Wuji asked directly after realising that he needed a huge amount of gold coins. He was not even intending to start with the drug that Dan Han Drug Refinery was previously developing.

"Impossible. You do not even possess any qualifications and you dare ask for 70% of the profits, what logic is this? Even if I were to randomly hire a drug refiner outside, I would only need to pay 200-300 gold coins a month." Lu Jiujun stood up and said in a slightly angry manner.

Mo Wuji was not taken aback at all, he had been through way too many of these negotiations in his past life that a sentence like this would not frighten him. "Owner Lu, are you sure you will be able to develop a new drug with a pharmacist who is paid 200-300 gold coins? Next, even if he manages to develop the new drug successfully, he just needs to quit and switch to another refinery with this drug, are you sure you still can profit? Okay, even if you signed a contract with him, if the development takes a long time, will you have enough coins to pay his monthly fee? I am different, before the new drug is developed, I will only receive 10 gold coins per month from you."

Mo Wuji noticed that Lu Jiujun did not have much excess gold coins to hire a proper drug refiner hence wanted to try his luck with this deal.

"In addition to the splitting of profits of the new drug, you still want me to pay you 10 gold coins per month?" Lu Jiujun realised that his words were getting softer.

"That's for sure, Owner Lu, the fact that you found me already proves your wisdom. Since this is the case, and you understand the current situation I'm in, you should know that I cannot possibly try and develop a new drug on an empty stomach. Moreover, even if I failed to develop a new drug, your losses will not be that significant. However if you were to spend a few hundreds of gold coins to hire a drug refiner, if he fails to develop the drug, haha, I am afraid you and I would be neighbours then…" Mo Wuji said while laughing.

Lu Jiujun felt angered at the sight of Mo Wuji's smile, and he swore he would rush to kick whoever said that this person was crazy and autistic because he was clearly not.

"No, I'll at most give you 50%." Lu Jiujun hesitated for a while before answering very clearly.

What Mo Wuji said made perfect sense as even if he fails to develop a new drug, the most Lu Jiujun loses was tens of gold coins, however, if a proper drug refiner fails, he would possibly lose up to a few thousand gold coins. At that point, Lu Jiujun might really end up being neighbours with this fallen prince.

Mo Wuji scratched his chin and says, "50% is fine but not 50% of the profits now. I want 50% of Dan Han Drug Refinery's shares, if you are agreeable, we will sign the contract now. If you're not, I will go and take the drug refiner test and get the certificate. Don't tell me without a graduation certificate I cannot take the test, I have nothing but ways to do it. Once I get the certificate, hehe…"

Lu Jiujun sighed and knew Mo Wuji hit his weak spot. Even if he did not find Mo Wuji, no one will believe him if he were to find other pharmacist and offer 80% of the profits to him.

"Alright, I agree. Prince Mo, you have to make sure you put your heart and mind in this because the future of my Dan Han Drug Refinery is now dependent on you. From today onwards, you will be the Chief Drug Refiner of Dan Han Drug Refinery." Lu Jiujun no longer wanted to bargain. After Dan Han Drug Refinery's new drug was developed, the sale of the new drug will be Dan Han Drug Refinery entire profit. So Dan Han Drug Refinery workshop's share and the new drug's share would be the same, the new drug's share might even be much more.

Mo Wuji patted the shoulder of Lu Jiujun, "Brother, you are a smart guy, watch how I'll bring you good fortune and revive Dan Han Drug Refinery. Old Lu, lend me 10 gold coins first, I'm short of rice at home."

Lu Jiujun's mouth twitched a few times but still took out a small pouch and gave it Mo Wuji saying, "Brother Mo, we are going to be one family very soon, there's no need to be so polite. If you don't have enough gold coins, you can always get your monthly salary prepaid. I'll go back and prepare, you just have to come down to my workshop tomorrow to sign the contract."

Mo Wuji received the pouch and felt that there were exactly 10 gold coins in the pouch. He was elated just as he saw everyone in the association staring at Yan'Er who looked worried. Yan'Er was probably worried about him, that's why she came to the association again.

"Fine fine fine, I will be there at Dan Han Drug Refinery tomorrow…" Mo Wuji was already out of the tea room while waving his hands exclaiming, "Girl…"

After the first meeting's confusion and concerns and the tug of war between Mo Wuji and Lu Jiujun, Mo Wuji had finally restored his original composure.

"Young Master…" Yan'Er saw Mo Wuji and hurried over.

"Come on, let's go home and buy something nice to eat on our way," Mo Wuji pulled Yan'Er, said goodbye to Lu Jiujun and left the association.

Honestly, the half a bowl of rice in the morning did not fill his stomach at all. With the gold coins he had now, it would be letting his stomach down if he did not go and have a feast.

"Cheng Ling Spirit Opening Tower?" Just as Mo Wuji left the association, he stopped in his tracks as he saw a light gold coloured tall tower opposite the street with a few huge words saying Cheng Ling Spirit Opening Tower.

When he first came to look for a job, he only saw Rao Zhou Association and did not notice the Cheng Ling spirit opening tower behind him.

Yan'Er saw Mo Wuji stopped at the sight of Cheng Ling Spirit Opening Tower, sighed and said "Young Master that is where you open your spirit, Young Master went there before."

Yan'Er was subtly reminding him that he has mortal roots. Mo Wuji understood Yan'Er's intention but still said, "Yan'Er, eating can wait, let us go visit the spirit opening tower first."

To Mo Wuji, the most important thing was that he would be able to obtain spiritual roots and then cultivate. The tug of war argument with Lu Jiujun was also for the sole purpose of being able to cultivate. If not, given his ability, he would easily be able to earn money for a living."

"Ahh…"

Yan'Er let out a cry before being pulled by Mo Wuji over to the tower on the other side of the street.

"Hold it there, this is the place where people measure and open their spirit, those not involved are not allowed in there," Mo Wuji and Yan'Er were stopped just as they were about to enter the tower's door.

"Young Master, to open your spirit, you have to first register then pay the required gold coins to be granted the permission to enter. If anyone is caught cheating, the punishment will be very severe…" Yan'Er was worried Mo Wuji might do something stupid hence whispered softly at his ear.

Mo Wuji nodded as he understood the importance of not messing around here as it involves his life. He came just to find out what are the procedures needed to open a spirit and how much gold coins was required.

"Huh?" Someone said before Mo Wuji said anything.

"Little girl are you here to open your spirit?" Someone with a rather hoarse voice asked.

Mo Wuji and Yan'Er only just realised that there were a couple beside them. The man has a fluttering white beard and looked different from everyone else. The woman has a beautiful face, and had a noble aura around her making people around her to dared not stare. The one who spoke was the man.

Yan'Er subconsciously took a step back and shook her head.

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Chapter 8: Supreme Spiritual Roots

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Mo Wuji quickly went forward and greeted the man and woman respectfully, "The two of us were just curious. We heard that it costs a lot of gold coins to open the spirit. We don't have even have rice to eat, nor do we even have one silver coin, where can we find the gold coins? The two of will leave now."

The white bearded man had a terrifying gaze. Mo Wuji had an indescribable feeling that he should not continue to stay here.

The woman gave a cold snort, looking at the cloth bag in the hands of Mo Wuji, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes. Obviously, she knew that there were gold coins in the cloth bag, and felt both disdain and disgust towards the lying Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji could also be considered to be experienced, and was able to tell the disgust in the woman's eyes. He even suspected that there was a hole in the cloth bag. Otherwise, how did this woman see through his bag?

"Don't be in a rush to leave. Since you're here, why don't you go in and test for your spiritual roots." The white bearded man hoarsely continued.

Mo Wuji calmed down. He naturally felt that the white bearded man was not targeting him, but Yan'Er who was beside him. But when it comes to Yan'Er's spiritual roots, they have not been tested, unless he has a way to see the spiritual roots? If he wasn't here for Yan'Er, then what was his purpose? Mo Wuji pulled Yan'Er behind him, cautiously said, "Sir and Ma'am, us siblings do not have gold coins, and do not intend to open the spirits. We will take our leave now."

The white bearded man said with a smile, "I'm not asking you to open your spirits, and the test does not cost much money, just go in..."

The test does not cost much money? Mo Wuji had some doubts, doesn't the test to determine the spiritual roots cost at least a few hundred gold coins?

"Senior, I heard that just the test alone would cost 500 gold coins. Some people with mortal roots have to spend tens of thousands of gold coins to open the spirits, and that is using the worst elixirs." If not for the two's extraordinary bearings, Mo Wuji would have suspected that they were human traffickers.

The white bearded man laughed, "Normally, people only decide to whether to open the spirits when they are determined to have spiritual roots. But whenever people are determined to have mortal roots, they will say that the Spirit Opening Tower is unable to detect all kinds of spiritual roots, and confuse people to directly open the spirits. Either way, the people with mortal roots suffer."

Mo Wuji completely understood. Opening the spirits will need tens of thousands to millions of gold coins? All this is a scheme by the Spirit Opening Tower. They say they are unable to determine all kinds of spiritual roots, and convince those tested to have mortal roots to truly determine it by opening their spirits.

And to open the spirit will require gold coins. Some people have the same thoughts as them, believing that the elixir they used the first time was not good enough to arouse their "undetermined spiritual roots", and they spend more money to open their spirits for a second time.

At this moment, Mo Wuji was a 100% sure that his poor father must have been cheated the first time around.

He did not have spiritual roots, and the schemers at the Spirit Opening Tower still wanted to earn the spirit opening fee. In addition, with Mo Guangyuan's desperate desire for Mo Wuji to cultivate, Mo Guangyuan spent a large sum of money to open the spirit. Of course, all those who got cheated like him were rich lords.

"Stop," The guard of the Spirit Opening Tower did not know the man and the woman, and stopped them accordingly.

The white bearded man snorted, "Who's in charge here, get out here right now."

The white bearded man's snort did not sound loud, but Mo Wuji still felt as though his eardrums were about to be shattered, panic filled his heart.

In just a few seconds, an obese middle-aged man rushed out. He went to open the entrance to the tower, giving the man and the woman a puzzled look. Apparently, even he did not recognise them.

The white bearded man lifted a jade medallion and said, "Take me to the best spiritual test room here."

When the obese man saw the jade medallion, his hands trembled slightly, and quickly said respectfully, "Yes, yes, I am Deacon Liu Chunshan. Please follow me."

Mo Wuji felt a powerful force pulling him, causing him to involuntarily follow the man and the woman into the tower.

Mo Wuji's face turned black. He did want to test for his spiritual roots, but to be forced in without being able to resist, made him feel very uncomfortable.

The Spirit Opening Tower could be considered spacious. Mo Wuji saw a few people paying gold coins, evidently they were here to test for their spiritual roots or open their spirits.

Liu Chunshan soon brought them to the second floor. Once on the second floor, Mo Wuji saw a crystal column which was about ten feet wide.

"You can go and be tested first. Just stand behind that," The white bearded man pointed to the space behind the crystal column and said half-heartedly.

Mo Wuji was clear about his intentions. Letting Mo Wuji test was for the sake of Yan'Er. By this time, Mo Wuji could guess that the white bearded man was optimistic about Yan'Er's spiritual roots, though he did not know how the white bearded man was able to casually see it.

Even though he had been tested before, and he knew that he did not have spiritual roots, Mo Wuji was still apprehensive. He wished that the previous test was wrong, and he actually had spiritual roots. At this moment, he even desired that those who cheated his poor father had let him test for a second time.

Mo Wuji was also clear, that the possibility was low.

"Young master, please go for the test," The words which Mo Wuji said yesterday made it very clear to Yan'Er that her young master was very eager to have spiritual roots.

Mo Wuji nodded, taking in a deep breath, went to the testing platform and stepped up.

The crystal column flashed a gray light, and it stopped moving.

Mo Wuji did not know what the response should be like, but seeing how slightly the crystal column responded, he definitely knew that was not what a person with spiritual roots would see.

Sure enough, the white bearded man impatiently said, "The most common of mortal roots. You're destined to be a mortal, come down."

Mo Wuji's whole body turned cold, and he felt faint. Using his strong self control, he walked down the testing platform as though nothing had happened. His trembling hand showed how disappointed he was at the moment. Even the worst grades of spiritual roots would be good. Why did it have to be mortal roots?

"Young master, it's okay to not have spiritual roots. Old master also did not have them," Yan'Er quickly came and hugged Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji pretended to be calm, and smiled, "it's okay. Even without spiritual roots, I still have my hands. In the future, we can still eat and feast."

He sighed in his head, not saying another word. It was because his old father did not have spiritual roots that he was eaten up by the scammers at Rao Zhou.

The beautiful lady was too lazy to despise Mo Wuji. Eating and feasting, only ant-like mortals have such ideals.

The white bearded man did not care about Mo Wuji, and said smilingly, "Little girl, now's your turn."

Yan'Er quickly shook her head. "I do not have to take the test. I don't want to practice. I want to leave with my young master."

"Since you're here, just take it," Following the man's words, Yan'Er involuntarily landed on the testing platform.

Mo Wuji secretly clenched his fist. He did want to have Yan'Er take the test but seeing how forcefully she was made to do so, make him feel extremely uncomfortable. Mo Wuji took in a deep breath. Even if he was uncomfortable, in front of this man and woman, he was as small as an ant.

As Yan'Er landed on the platform, in just a few seconds, the crystal column suddenly released a burst of green light. Soon, the green light rushed to the top of the crystal column. Just in about a foot more and it would reach the very top. The soft shine of the green light, was like a light green rainbow.

"Supreme Spiritual Roots!" The white bearded man and the beautiful woman called out at almost the same time. Mo Wuji saw a crazed look in their eyes.

Sure enough, they were here for Yan'Er. Mo Wuji could not help but feel powerless.

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Chapter 9: No Power, No Respect

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"Ha Ha..." the white bearded man laughed loudly."I did not expect that I, Li Yuanhua, would find such a qualified disciple while passing through this small place..."

The pretty woman who was silent all this while interrupted the white bearded man, "Li Yuanhua, she is not suitable for your Li Fire Sect. I've decided to accept her to be my last disciple."

Li Yuanhua was like a male duck that got its neck grabbed, his voice stopped short. After a moment, he cried out in anger, "Jing Feilan, what do you mean? You already have five disciples, while I don't even have one."

Jing Feilan stayed calm and said, "After taking her as my disciple, I will no longer talk about that incident... "

Li Yuanhua's whole face turned rose red, even his neck was red, but he did not argue.

Mo Wuji can see clearly that Jing Feilan had something on Li Yuanhua.

After a full 10 seconds, Li Yuanhua spoke, one word at a time, "Jing Feilan, I can promise you other things, but I must have this disciple. You cannot be unreasonable. If I did not suddenly discover her spirit quality, would you even know of her existence?"

Jing Feilan said lightly, "She has never cultivated but her eyebrows are surrounded by spiritual charm. Even if you did not bring her in for the test, I would."

Finishing this sentence, Jing Feilan did not explain further, taking out a red paper bird. As if she was talking to herself, she said, "Let me first send a message to the Li Fire Sect."

Li Yuanhua saw this action, stomped forcefully and bitterly said, "How ruthless."

Finishing this sentence, he turned around, rushed out, and soon disappeared without a trace.

After Li Yuanhua left, Jing Feilan tenderly looked at Yan'Er and said, "What's your name? Be my disciple and cultivate with me, ok?"

Yan'Er single-handedly cared for Mo Wuji for so many years. Her mind was far more mature than others her age. After that scene, how could she not know that she has spiritual roots, and her roots are so good that this woman wants her to be her disciple?

Despite her happiness from having good spiritual roots, Yan'Er was clear that once she becomes this woman's disciple, she would have to leave the young master.

Rao Zhou City rarely saw people with spiritual roots. She has never even heard of people being brought away to learn the spiritual arts.

"I'm Yan'Er. I cannot go with you to cultivate as I want to be with my young master," Without hesitation, Yan'Er shook her head.

"Have you heard of immortals? Do you know many people yearn for such an opportunity but do not get it? Let's not talk about them, even your young master probably wishes to cultivate, right? Once you enter realm of being an immortal, you will have a long life, and dominate over the mortal world," Jing Feilan still patiently explained.

Yan'Er did not respond to Jing Feilan's words. She simply shook her head.

Jing Feilan could see the key person here is Mo Wuji. Her eyes fell on Mo Wuji, and although they looked warm, they held deep contempt which could not be covered.

"Yan'Er's spiritual roots are very good. Having her stay here will only delay her. If she follows me, one day, she will become one of the immortals of legend. Staying with you will only hurt her. I believe, you do not want to force her to stay. If you know what's good for her, tell her what she should do.

After finishing this sentence, Jing Feilan stared straight at Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji took in a deep breath. He was very unhappy with the way this woman looked at him. Yan'Er has good qualifications; she can cultivate anywhere she wants. Didn't that Li Yuanhua desperately want to have Yan'Er to be his disciple? Moreover, this woman has unknown origins. Who knows what she will do to Yan'Er.

If it was detrimental to Yan'Er, Mo Wuji would rather have Yan'Er stay with him. He believed that with his knowledge and abilities, he would not waste Yan'Er's spiritual roots.

Actually he would not mind having this woman as Yan'Er's teacher as long as she brings them to see the school, and convinced him that Yan'Er would not be cheated. However, this woman acted very aggressively, and had no intentions to explain her identity. Naturally, Mo Wuji did not want Yan'Er to leave with a stranger.

"I do not want bother you, Yan'Er and I have a good life here. Little girl, let's go... "As Mo Wuji finished, he pulled Yan'Er's hand to leave.

There was a killing intent in Jing Feilan's eyes for a brief moment. She immediately sidestepped and stopped in front of Mo Wuji and Yan'Er. "You keeping Yan'Er is a selfish act."

Mo Wuji sneered, "Who are you to care about my family's business?"

Yan'Er was not clueless about what was happening. She felt that Jing Feilan was about to erupt in anger, and quickly said, "Sister, is it possible to transfer my spiritual roots to my young master? If that's possible, I ..."

"Come..." Without waiting for Yan'Er to finish, Jing Feilan grabbed her arm and took off.

"Master..." Yan'Er screamed out. Mo Wuji felt as though someone dug his heart out, and momentarily blanked out.

By the time he rushed out, the shadows of Yan'Er and Jing Feilan could no longer be seen.

"Bang!" Mo Wuji forcefully punched a wooden frame beside him. Fresh blood flowed down the wooden frame but he did not feel the slightest of pain.

This was his first day in this world, and he could not help but feel weak and powerless. The strength he felt from negotiating with Lu Jiujun was now gone. Here, without power, there would not be respect.

The next day, Mo Wuji hid his grievances deep in his heart, and decided to go to Dan Han Drug Refinery.

Dan Han Drug Refinery was once the number one drug workshop in Cheng Yu State. Now, there's only one store and one workshop.

Mo Wuji had to ask a few people, before finding Dan Han Drug Refinery hidden away in a remote street.

Lu Jiujun was waiting for a long time. Seeing Mo Wuji come over, he quickly laughed and welcomed Mo Wuji into the workshop.

"Old Lu, your Dan Han Drug Refinery is really not small, ah. I almost couldn't find it." Seeing the abject state of Dan Han Drug Refinery, Mo Wuji felt disappointed.

Because of his powerlessness, he had to hide what happened yesterday deep in his heart. From the bottom of his heart, Mo Wuji still had an immense desire to cultivate. The previous he was able to concoct a solution which can even expand the meridians. Who dares say that those with mortal roots cannot use elixirs and solutions to form spiritual roots?

It is precisely because of this idea, Mo Wuji hoped to have a better research lab to let him create a drug to open spiritual roots. With the condition of Dan Han Drug Refinery, it probably would not have a good laboratory.

Lu Jiujun smiled embarrassedly, "Brother Mo, besides this workshop, my Dan Han Drug Refinery also has a store. Although the store is not big, business can be considered to be busy. Also, this workshop may look small, but there is a large courtyard at the back.

Mo Wuji nodded, and did not continue to speak on this matter. In fact, he was also clear that he would not be able to find another person like Lu Jiujun who believes in him and was willing to give him 50% of the shares.

"Old Lu, you know my previous situation. Although I know how to refine drugs, I'm unclear about the market demands. Can we talk about that first?"

Lu Jiujun said in a forthright manner, "Brother Mo, even if you did not ask, I will still discuss with you about that. Please come in first."

Following Lu Jiujun to the second floor of the workshop, Mo Wuji saw more than a dozen fairly new machines on the work table. Mo Wuji did not come into contact with the technology from this world, and was unclear about the how these machines worked.

Seeing so many machines in this small space, Mo Wuji had a better impression of Lu Jiujun. Obviously, Lu Jiujun also believed that discovering new drugs was the only way to revive Dan Han Drug Refinery. From the second floor window, Mo Wuji could see the backyard. It turns out Lu Jiujun was right about the size. Furthermore, the backyard was surrounded by houses, providing a quiet environment. Mo Wuji was satisfied about these conditions. This is a good place for him to research a new drug.

Lu Jiujun looked at these machines, his eyes flashed a trace of disappointment, but he cheered up and said, "Brother Mo, these machines are the most valuable things in Dan Han Drug Refinery."

Mo Wuji nodded, "I can see that."

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Chapter 10: A Glimmer of Hope

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"My Dan Han Drug Refinery has three main products. The first is the Blood Replenishing Pill. This pill is very good at treating physical injuries. You were born in the Northern Qin Prefecture. Naturally, you should know that Cheng Yu State and the neighbouring states have wars every year. That's why our Blood Replenishing Pill is very popular."

Mo Wuji did not express his views. He really did not know about the regular wars.

Lu Jiujun continued, "The second is the Bone Strengthening Pill. This pill is for martial artists, who do not have spiritual roots. It will help in their martial arts practice and enhance their abilities."

"Martial artists?" Mo Wuji asked in doubt.

Lu Jiujun nodded, "Brother Mo is of nobility. Naturally, you would not have heard about this. In fact, there are few people with spiritual roots. Most people only have mortal roots, and to enhance their strength, they practise martial arts. Practising martial arts to the peak can make you comparable to the experts with spiritual roots."

In Lu Jiujun's view, Mo Wuji's grandfather was a drug refiner, and a cultivator with spiritual roots. This kind of family probably looks down on martial arts, and it was normal for them not to know of it.

Mo Wuji's heart skipped a beat. If he is really unable to have spiritual roots, isn't it possible for him to practise martial arts?

"The third pill is the most famous one in Dan Han Drug Refinery, it's the Spirit Elevating Pill. This pill contains many rare medicinal ingredients, and it even contains a kind of spiritual ingredient. It is useful to cultivators who have opened their spirits. It can help them quickly gather the essence from heaven and earth. My Dan Han Drug Refinery was able to gain some reputation in the entire Xing Han Empire due to this Spirit Elevating Pill," Lu Jiujun proudly said. Obviously, this pill had quite a good reputation.

Mo Wuji asked again, "Old Lu, I heard that elixirs have different grades. I wonder what grade of elixir is this Spirit Elevating Pill?"

Hearing Mo Wuji's words, Lu Jiujun's old face turned red, embarrassedly said, "If it is of top grade, wouldn't that be great? But the Spirit Elevating cannot be considered an actual elixir. However, it is one of the few drugs in Cheng Yu State which can help cultivators. Later on, my Dan Han Drug Refinery was not able to keep up in discovering new drugs, and lost out to others in price. Regarding the Spirit Elevating Pill, it requires some spiritual ingredients which we cannot typically get, resulting in where we are today."

Mo Wuji came to understand, Dan Han Drug Refinery did not even have its best product, the Spirit Elevating Pill, to sell. And from another perspective, this Spirit Elevating Pill was not even considered an elixir.

"How much does Brother Lu know about cultivators and cultivation?" Mo Wuji did not care about what Dan Han Drug Refinery used to produce. He cared more about what he can develop here. As long as he can develop something good, he can make a lot of money. In turn, with more money, he can attempt to open his spirit.

Lu Jiujun heard Mo Wuji's words, and suddenly started questioning whether he was right about Mo Wuji. If Mo Wuji inherited the skills from Mo Tiancheng, why would he ask such questions?

Mo Wuji immediately felt Lu Jiujun's doubts, hurriedly said, "Old Lu, even though I am unable to create elixirs for cultivators, I intend to work in this direction. Previously, I was bent on restoring my country, and did not care about these things. Now that I have decided to be a drug refiner, I naturally need to know more."

Lu Jiujun agreed with these words. Mo Wuji was right; the real way to earn money was not through ordinary drugs, but elixirs which cultivators could use.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Jiujun said, "I do not know much about cultivators, but I heard that the Cheng Yu State Protector is an expert who is infinitely close to the Earth Realm... ..."

'Wait, wait, what is an Earth Realm expert?" Mo Wuji quickly asked.

Lu Jiujun helplessly explained, "I am also not very clear, but I know that he is very, very strong. Most of the cultivators in Cheng Yu State are merely in the Human Realm. The Human Realm has three stages: Meridian Expansion, Spirit Building, and Escaping Mortality. One will enter into the Earth Realm only after exceeding the Escaping Mortality stage. Meridian Expansion is first stage after opening the spirit. I heard that the strongest geniuses open 99 spirit channels during the Meridian Expansion stage.

To a person with spiritual roots, more spirit channels and tougher and wider ones would result in faster cultivation. Among others in the same stage, he will be stronger, and he will have greater potential. For people like us, with mortal roots, are generally unable to open any spirit channels.

Mo Wuji suddenly had a great idea, and got really excited. "Brother Lu, is it only those with spiritual roots can open and expand the meridians?"

Lu Jiujun gave Mo Wuji a blank look, "Its spirit channels, not meridians."

"Oh, aren't spirit channels the same as meridians? Arteries and veins, aren't they also the same thing?" Mo Wuji laughed. He was also not very sure, but he guessed that it should be so.

Lu Jiujun got confused, and can only say, "But it's for sure, people with mortal roots do not have meridians. Only those with spiritual roots and opened their spirits have them, and can open their meridians."

Influenced by Mo Wuji, Lu Jiujun started saying meridians instead of spirit channels.

Mo Wuji secretly clenched his fist. In his previous life, his lover plotted against him because he developed a solution which can open and expand the meridians. If he could develop the same solution here, isn't it possible for him to cultivate like those with spiritual roots?

The moment this idea came out, it was like a burning flame which Mo Wuji could not contain. This rash hope became more and more exuberant.

"Brother Lu, I am sure I can have Dan Han Drug Refinery regain its past fame. However, I have two requests," Mo Wuji no longer asked about cultivation. He could see that Lu Jiujun did not know much about it.

Hearing Mo Wuji's words, Lu Jiujun's spirits were lifted, immediately saying, "As long as Master Mo is able to bring Dan Han Drug Refinery back to its past glory, not just two, I will even agree to ten requests."

As Mo Wuji's words deeply excited him, Lu Jiujun started to call him Master Mo, instead of Brother Mo.

Mo Wuji nodded, "First, this laboratory is my personal territory. No one is allowed to enter without my orders."'

"No problem." Even if Mo Wuji did not mention this request, Lu Jiujun would also not be able to hire another drug refiner.

"Secondly, I will need a variety of medicinal ingredients for my research; I may even need spiritual ingredients. I hope that Dan Han Drug Refinery will be able to meet these needs," This was Mo Wuji's main focus.

Mo Wuji did not know whether the solution he developed on Earth can open spirit channels and allow essence to be absorbed, but he must try. If he succeeds, it means that he would be able to cultivate despite not having spiritual roots.

Lu Jiujun hesitated before saying, "Master Mo, if Dan Han Drug Refinery is able to make profits, this will also not a problem."

Mo Wuji stood up, smiled and offered his hand, "Old Lu, I look forward to working with you. Choosing me to be your Chief Drug Refiner was a very wise decision."

Lu Jiujun did not understand the meaning behind Mo Wuji's hands, but he bitterly smiled and shook Mo Wuji's hand. Whether this was a wise choice, he did not know.

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Chapter 11: You're The One

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After signing a contract with Lu Jiujun, Mo Wuji did not stay in the laboratory for long. He simply took a look at the machines, and had a general understanding of how they worked.

Not only are there quite a few machines, they have also been preserved well. However, these machines are far from those he had on Earth. In his previous laboratory, he could directly extract and combine his ingredients in precise amounts. Obviously, that would not be possible here.

Mo Wuji did not care. In his past life, concocting a solution which could expand the meridians was not by accident. Even without the machines, with his proficiency built on thousands of experiments, he would be able to recreate the solution. Now, with these machines, he was even more confident of doing so.

No matter the reason why that woman plotted against him, she would not get his ingredient extraction technique and concoct the solution. This was because his method was not focused on the exact genetic combination, but the refining. Furthermore, he did not record down several critical data, as well as some important plant extracts. All of these were remembered in his mind.

In the absence of these plant extracts, the solution acts normally. After adding these extracts, the entire molecular structure changes, and even the DNA tests get disorganised. The results of each test were always different.

But the solution was still able to achieve the effect of opening the meridians. Even Mo Wuji did not understand the logic behind that. This made Mo Wuji believed that science was really mysterious. There were still many things in the world which could not be explained by science.

Mo Wuji was very clear. Whether it is being plotted by his lover, or Yan'Er being taken away, without strength, he will never be able to find the answer. If he was doomed in this new life to not be able to cultivate, he would just accept his fate.

However, until he was fully sure that he could not cultivate, he would not let go of even the smallest of chances.

After signing the contract, Mo Wuji began to wonder around Rao Zhou City. Before deciding his research direction, he must first do market research. Which drugs could earn money, and which couldn't? This was what he needed to know the most.

Wandering from morning to the evening, Mo Wuji's initial enthusiasm slowly died down. He knew that this world's technological level was beneath Earth's, coupled with his skills in biology, it should be easy to develop one or two money-making products.

But the results of the survey made one thing clear to Mo Wuji, though the technology here was beneath Earth, the pharmaceutical level were not. The variety of cosmetics and fitness products was even more than on Earth. Mo Wuji did not test the efficacy of these drugs, but the fact that people could openly sell them showed that these products would not be bad.

Without a product, even if he is good at marketing, Mo Wuji cannot save Dan Han Drug Refinery. If he could not save Dan Han Drug Refinery, the research that he needed to produce drugs which can allow him to cultivate, was but a dream.

Seeing such results, Mo Wuji went into a daze. He did not even notice when a thin youth bumped into him.

"You want to leave after stealing?" A cold voice woke Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji looked up and saw a young man grabbing the wrist of the thin youth. This young man carried a large package. He had a sharp face and a fierce aura.

"Nonsense…Quickly let's go..." The thin youth called out. Only then did Mo Wuji check his pockets and discovered that his coin purse was missing.

Mo Wuji did not even know when this youth stole his coin purse. Without hesitation, he rushed forward, grabbed the other hand of the youth, and extended his hands to search the youth's chest.

The youth did not have pockets, so his stolen purse must be on her chest.

Mo Wuji felt a small, soft bun, and by the side, he grabbed his purse.

The youth's face turned rose red, and did not dare to struggle.

"Friend, thank you for helping. If not for you, I am afraid I won't even have money to eat." Mo Wuji kept his purse and thanked the young man.

The young man saw Mo Wuji retrieve his wallet, nodded and let go of the thin youth. The thief was slightly shocked to be released, and quickly disappeared into the crowd in just a few seconds.

The process was very short and many of the passers-by did not see what happened.

The young man did not respond to Mo Wuji's gratitude, but looked at Mo Wuji and asked, "Why did you let the thief go?"

Just now, he released his hands. If Mo Wuji wanted the thief to stay, he could have continued grabbing the thief.

Mo Wuji laughed, "That thief was so thin, and obviously she was very hungry. If I kept her, besides beating her, what can I do?"

The thin thief was a girl, and was starving desperately. Just now, when Mo Wuji was holding the thief, he saw the image of Yan'Er in her, and felt pity for the little girl. But he had always disliked thieves. Even if he sympathised with her, he would not purposely offer her some money. At the same time, he also could not bear to teach the little girl a hard lesson.

"If you do not mind, how about we go to the nearby tavern and I'll play host," Mo Wuji casually said this sentence to change the topic.

The young man said lightly, "I only put in a little effort, you don't have to do this much."

Mo Wuji said again, "I am a drug refiner. I wonder if this friend here has medicinal herbs to be sold. If so, I am in need of them."

As a biologist who regularly dealt with botanical herbs and medicinal ingredients, Mo Wuji could easily identify the smell of herbs on the young man.

"How did you know?" The young man gave Mo Wuji a puzzled look.

Mo Wuji smiled, "You have the smell of herbs. Also, the herbs are very fresh."

The young man nodded, "The tavern in front, Rao Jiang Xian Tavern, is not bad. Let's go there."

Rao Jiang Xian Tavern was not bad. When the waiter brought up the wine, Mo Wuji could smell a chilly fragrance without even drinking it.

"My name is Mo Wuji, may I know what I call you, friend?" Mo Wuji poured a cup and asked.

"Lan Yu," The young man did not say much. After saying his name, he drained his glass of wine.

"I'm Dan Han Drug Refinery's drug refiner. If Brother Lan has any medicinal herbs in the future, you can send them directly to DanHan Drug Refinery. If you find some special herbs that I need, the price can also..."

Mo Wuji suddenly paused. He has not found a suitable product for Dan Han Drug Refinery, where will he find the money to buy the herbs he needs?

Lan Yu saw that Mo Wuji did not continue, and thought that Mo Wuji was insinuating that the price will rise, then said, "Of course, But I will be leaving Rao Zhou soon. Cheng Yu State and Chang Yan State have already started warring. There is an urgent need for healing herbs. I will be going somewhere close to the battlefield."

War? Healing herbs? Mo Wuji felt like his mind was struck by lightning, and everything suddenly became clear.

He saw a lot of healing drugs in the pharmacies and pill rooms. No matter how good the drugs are at healing physical injuries, how could they be as good as penicillin?

In fact, Lu Jiujun mentioned healing drugs in the morning. Before, he was confident and did not care. Now that he could not find suitable products, hearing about the war and healing drugs, he immediately thought of penicillin.

It can be said that the war situation in World War II was reversed, largely due to penicillin. It saved millions of lives during World War II.

Mo Wuji clapped. Penicillin, you're the one.

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Chapter 12: Causing An Uproar In The Drug Industry

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Seeing how Lan Yu gave him a puzzled look, Mo Wuji laughed while saying, "Brother Lan, you are about to sell this medicinal herb to our refinery for a price even higher than the battlefield nearby, so why go the extra mile?"

The thought of penicillin made Mo Wuji felt great. No matter the quality of any drug, is there one better than penicillin in preventing bacterial infection? Most importantly, penicillin is a drug he could use Dan Han Drug Refinery's equipment to produce.

Lan Yu looked at Mo Wuji suspiciously. In fact, from the moment Mo Wuji mentioned he is the drug refiner of Dan Han Drug Refinery; Lan Yu had his doubts about him already.

"Drug refiner Mo, I've heard that things have been difficult at Dan Han Drug Refinery recently..." Lan Yu's tone was a little tactful, but his intention was very obvious. He meant to say that Mo Wuji was not capable.

If it was before he thought of penicillin, Mo Wuji would not dare to boast, however he said without any hesitation, "Brother Lan, you will soon realise that Dan Han Drug Refinery will cause an uproar in Cheng Yu because there is a successful businessman who has directly invested millions of gold coins into Dan Han Drug Refinery."

Lan Yu did not bother to find out whether this is real because even if it is fake, he could just sell the drug to someone else, "Alright, it's a deal then."

"In addition to the general herbs, I would need some special herbs too. I will write it on a piece of paper for you shortly and I would need to trouble you to find it for me. Two months later, no matter how many herbs you have, you can bring them to Dan Han Drug Refinery and I will offer you a price higher than any refinery at the cities at the warfront can offer," Mo Wuji said while getting pen and paper from the table.

The production of penicillin did not require many herbs. The herbs he had were either used for medical research or given to Dan Han Drug Refinery as additional products, he cannot possibly just sell penicillin. Of course, his main goal was to continue refining the solution which can open up the meridians.

Lan Yu frowned slightly,"Hold on, two months is way too long, I cannot wait till then."

Mo Wuji laughed while saying, "Brother Lan, are you in urgent need of money? If you're not, why can't you wait? It is not as if the war will end anytime soon."

LanYu gave it a little thought and realised what Mo Wuji said was right. Even though he would be able to fetch a slightly higher price at the warfront cities, it was indeed more dangerous. It was after all only two months.

"We will do as you wish, just write down the herbs you need," Lan Yu was a very simple and straightforward person. Since he agreed to it, he would not hesitate. Lan Yu felt Mo Wuji's extreme self-confidence as he spoke.

Mo Wuji knew from the start Lan Yu would agree because unless he did not have a choice, why would anyone enter the battlefield? After Lan Yu agree, Mo Wuji wrote on paper a list of ten herbs for Lan Yu.

"LongYan Grass, BaiHua Fruit, Vine of Artemisia, Millettia, Dark Yellow Ginseng, Vein of Thousand Year Pine Tree, Fire Essence Stone..."

Lan Yu frowned at the moment he saw the list that Mo Wuji was writing because he had never heard of most of these herbs.

"Drug refiner Mo, maybe the herbs you wrote down are of the top grade because I do not recognise most of them like the BaiHua fruit, Vine of Artemisia, Dusk Needle Flower..." After reading it twice, Lan Yu was finally so annoyed that he returned the paper back to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji immediately understood what the problem was. The names of these herbs should be different here and on earth.

At the thought of this, Mo Wuji hurried to grab another piece of paper, started drawing and at the same time explain the growth characteristics. For example, Fire Essence Stones were normally found below dry volcanic rocks, Vine of Artemisia grew in wetter regions and purple flowers would only bloom from Dusk Needle Flower at midnight..."

"So the BaiHua Fruit you mentioned is Cai Fruit, Dusk Needle Fruit is Night-Purple ah..." Lan Yu finally understood but was still suspicious of Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji was a drug refiner, how could he possibly not recognise a herb? Unless he really made a mistake? That's not possible, all these years he has not heard anyone recognise Cai Fruit as BaiHua Fruit before.

"Ah ah…I was wrong. What I've learnt are ancient drugs and I've forgotten that all their names were changed. There are many drugs today which I am still unfamiliar with; I might have to go buy a book about herbs to memorise," Mo Wuji said with a straight face.

"Oh, no wonder..." Lan Yu did not suspect Mo Wuji anymore. Mo Wuji did explain the characteristics of the different herbs and even drew out some pictures, he should not be lying.

"Alright, I will take my leave now and come back to Dan Han Drug Refinery two months later."

Lan Yu nodded his head, took the paper from Mo Wuji and bid farewell to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji heaved a sigh of relief and slowly left the hotel. A day of testing the market was finally not for nothing.

He was not worried that Lan Yu might obtain the formula he was researching on, not to mention the few important herbs he had on his hands that Lan Yu did not. Even if he were to give these herbs to Lan Yu, this solution could not be developed by any normal person.

Mo Wuji just returned to Dan Han Drug Refinery when Lu Jiujun hurried over, "Brother Mo, when are you going to start researching on the new drug? I do have a few half completed drug formulae..."

Mo Wuji shook his hand, "I already have a new formula, and let us just forget about these half completed ones. I do want to take a look at Dan Han Drug Refinery's pharmaceutical classics, though. Oh yes, I'm still short of some gold coins to purchase some herbs for my research."

"All these are not a problem; I will first bring you to Dan Han's only drug record room," Lu Jiujun said without any hesitation, he was also very anxious about the development of this new drug.

Although DanHan Drug Refinery failed previously, they had quite a few rare pharmaceutical classics, some which could no longer be found in the market.

Mo Wuji took a look at these pharmaceutical books and he knew he did not need to buy any additional books to memorise the herbs' names. He casually told Lu Jiujun, "Old Lu, I need you to help me find a few reliable workers. Once the new drug is developed, it will be produced in our backyard. Remember, I want the development of our new drug to be confidential therefore the workers must be reliable and trustworthy. Two days later, we start work. Two months from now, that will be when Dan Han Drug Refinery will rise again. No, I mean will cause an uproar in the drug industry."

After Lu Jiujun's Dan Han Drug Refinery's decline, it did not leave much behind and this backyard alone was already spacious enough.

In fact, Mo Wuji knew very clearly that no matter how secretive he was, the penicillin fermentation process cannot be kept a secret for too long because it was way too simple. The only thing that can be kept secret was the method of producing the nutrient solution. However, the process to produce nutrient solution was also too simple. Once it is leaked, it can be imitated easily. However Mo Wuji did not care less, as long as he was able to make his first bucket of gold coins, he would find ways to increase it. Regarding the fact that penicillin will cause an uproar in the drug industry, he was not lying at all because penicillin was after all a drug that did not belong to this particular period.

This sentence acted almost like an elixir of life to Lu Jiujun as he seemed to be revived immediately, hitting his chest and said, "Brother Mo, do not worry, I will personally make sure no one leaks any secrets of my Dan Han Drug Refinery.

"Hold up..." Without waiting for Lu Jiujun to leave, Mo Wuji found a piece of paper and wrote a list of equipment and passed it to Lu Jiujun,"I would need these pieces of equipment too, to prepare for the production of the new drug."

Lu Jiujun gave Mo Wuji a puzzled look, "What do you need all these different types of glass bottles and test tubes for?"

Mo Wuji shook his hand, "You do not have to bother with all these, and just listen to what I say. In two months, Dan Han Drug Refinery will rise from the dead."

These were not meant for the penicillin, but for the development of his of Channel Opening Solution.

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Chapter 13: Mo Wuji's Worries

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Since the start of the production of penicillin, Mo Wuji had always remained at Dan Han Drug Refinery. Making something like penicillin was too easy for him. Even some universities would set this as a topic for their final exams. Moreover, Cheng Yu state's technology was also decent, and all the essential equipment could be procured, requiring minimal modification to work as intended.

The only difficulty presented to Mo Wuji would be to change the penicillin from the intramuscular and intravenous injection form to one suitable for consumption. Injection as a method of administering the penicillin was too troublesome, and also brought about all possible after effects linked to injections.

Orally administered penicillin, similar to amoxicillin, ampicillin, potassium chloride tablets, etc, was not something that he could not produce, but rather, two months was too short a period for him to be able to complete the production of it.

If you consumed the penicillin meant for injections, the acid in your stomach would destroy 99.9% of the medicine. Even though the process of converting penicillin from one form to another would seem difficult to someone else, it only mildly irritated Mo Wuji. Back on Earth, he had already stood on the pinnacle of pharmaceutical research. He may not be able to completely prevent the potency of penicillin from being lost after converting it to oral form, but at least would manage to preserve 30 to 40% of it.

For a place where no antibiotics have appeared before, even if five percent of penicillin's potency remained, its effect would be overwhelming, what more of 30 to 40%.

As for the antibody and allergic reaction that the penicillin may incite, they have been completely ignored by Mo Wuji. Compared to the benefits of penicillin, these side effects meant nothing. At most he would note it down in the drug's information sheet.

For the people of Rao Zhou City, Dan Han Drug Refinery underwent the greatest transformation recently. Dan Han Drug Refinery originally was downsized until only one shop and one workshop, and the only shop also closed down one month ago, not selling any drugs anymore.

Logically speaking, Dan Han Drug Refinery would be about to close down, then sell off the shop. But what puzzles people the most was that they not only didn't sell the shop, instead releasing new ads for it in the whole of Rao Zhou City.

Nine Lives Healing Solution, Dan Han Drug Refinery spent tens of millions to come up with this new product. It's the savior of mankind, with the Nine Lives Healing Solution you never have to worry about your wounds getting infected, and its effects is many times more than any product ever made in the refinery. The slogan of the Nine Lives Healing Solution was that even if your wounds are infected, as long as you still have a single breath in you, it can bring you back to life. Of course, the ads never mentioned anything about whether the research budget was tens of millions of gold, silver, or bronze coins.

The past products of Dan Han Drug refinery worked about the same as other healing medicines out there. The current ads for Nine Lives Healing Solution claimed that it greatly exceeds the effects of any previous healing products by many times, implying that it was superior to other healing products in the market.

One small splash like this created a whole wave of reaction. This ad caused the whole Rao Zhou city to set their sights on Dan Han Drug Refinery. Rao Zhou is Cheng Yu State's capital, which meant that the whole Cheng Yu State had their eyes on Dan Han Drug Refinery.

Overnight, countless people swarmed to Dan Han Drug Refinery's shop, wanting to buy a bottle of Nine Lives Healing Solution, wanting to know if it was real.

Cheng Yu state was in a perpetual state of war,with large numbers dying of infected wounds daily. Not only soldiers, but also mercenaries, hunters, herb pickers, prospectors…these people frequently get injured and face the risk of death by infection after. If there was a healing solution like Nine Lives, who wouldn't want it?

On the second floor of Dan Han Drug Refinery Workshop, Lu Jiujun rushed in excitedly, "Brother Mo, our promotion has been too successful. If Nine Lives Healing Solution really that good, no, or even only one third as good, on the tenth of September Dan Han Drug Refinery would have succeeded…"

Lu Jiujun suddenly stopped, observing that Mo Wuji was not in a celebratory mood, even showing signs of worry. Lu Jiujun's heart skipped a beat. Did the new drug fail? But didn't Mo Wuji place large metal buckets one after the other in the yard, even with some boilers? Those can't be fake, can they?

Whether the new drug was a success, he was not entirely sure. Going full force with promotion efforts was Mo Wuji's intention, saying that there was no chance of failure. But now…

Mo Wuji stood up, walked beside Lu Jiujun and pat his shoulders, "Old Lu, you need not worry, nothing's wrong with the drug."

"Then why do you look like you have something on your mind?" Lu Jiujun was half-relieved after hearing that the drug had no issues. As long as the drug was okay, anything else could be resolved.

Mo Wuji sighed, "Old Lu, have you thought about whether we have the ability to protect our turf once the Nine Lives Healing Solution goes into the market and brings us lots of wealth, there'll definitely be people who are jealous of us."

Truthfully, Mo Wuji never thought that this small promotion campaign could have incited such a large response. He also did not expect that people of this world would desire drugs that can cure infections to such a great extent. He was sceptical if at this rate he had the chance to earn the first bucket of gold after the drug goes on the market.

Even though no one other than himself knew that the production of penicillin is easily copied, what if someone took action against Dan Han Drug Refinery in secret before they have earned the first bucket of gold? It wouldn't be good.

Lu Jiujun was momentarily stunned after hearing Mo Wuji's words, and proceeded to burst into laughter, "Brother Mo, because you were born into the royal family, it is natural that you do not understand how Cheng Yu state's laws work. Not only for Cheng Yu state, in the whole Xing Han Empire, are workshop businesses protected, as long as you pay a certain amount of taxes. The initial reputation of Dan Han Drug Refinery has spread all the way into the Xing Han Empire, who would dare to take action against us? Dan Han was about to collapse due to my incompetence before."

Mo Wuji did not let up because of what he heard from Lu Jiujun, Dan Han Drug Refinery was only as strong as a bum. Without any fists backing it up, it would be weird not to have anyone eyeing this business. On Earth there was a company involved in the production of FruitPhones, which looked very big, with many employees. However, it was really only earning sweatshop money, having to bear with the atrocious attitudes of others. The day that company stopped taking up outsourced jobs, would be the day it becomes the next Dan Han Drug Refinery.

As for Lu Jiujun saying that they would be protected by Xing Han Empire, Mo Wuji did not believe in it at all. As long as enough profits were at stake, anything could happen. From his experience of his long-time lover backstabbing him, he knew that some things cannot be regulated by laws and morals.

But he wanted to become a big shot, and this would need him to earn lots of money, making him unable to keep a low profile.

Logically speaking even if someone were to compete with Dan Han Drug Refinery for profits, they should be using the soft approach before the hard approach. As long as he controlled the core products, and sold them when he needs some money, then there would be no danger.

After thinking until this point, "Old Lu, I'll put it across bluntly first. If someone wants a share of this, they can take my share in the business, but not any of my share of the money."

"Sure, no problem. Don't worry about it," Lu Jiujun agreed to Mo Wuji's demands without a second thought.

Mo Wuji sighed in his heart, and did not request for Lu Jiujun to sign a contract. Sometimes when one's ability is not good enough, what use would a piece of paper have?

He's alone in Rao Zhou City, even if something were to happen, no one would help him.

After discussion with Lu Jiujun, Mo Wuji fermented penicillin all day and all night. In order to keep the power in his hands, other than for the collection of Penicillin which requires large manpower, he personally performed all other steps in the production. Two months away from home, he was not resting properly at all, other than when purchasing herbs for the drug to open spirit channels.

Two months passed, and he finally produced the first batch of penicillin mixture.

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Chapter 14: Sensational Nine Lives Healing Solution

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"Hey, Nine Life Healing Solution... Its effect is several times higher than other healing drugs?" On the main street of Rao Zhou City, several soldiers filled with bloodstains suddenly stopped and looked at the big billboard.

"It's from Dan Han Drug Refinery. I have heard of that workshop before. Duan Hu, immediately carry Qiu Fang and the rest of our brothers to Dan Han Drug Refinery. We will wait for you at the store entrance," The sturdy man leading the group instructed.

"Captain, it says that the sale of the drug will only start on 10 September."

"Today is already the 9th. We will talk while we're waiting. If this is false advertising, I will immediately demolish this shop."

"Yes!"

In Rao Zhou City, there were many of such soldiers covered with blood. Coupled with the recent war, there are more heavily wounded soldiers who return to Rao Zhou. The higher number of injured soldiers also made people aware of the bad situation at the war frontlines, causing a tense atmosphere to fall upon Rao Zhou.

As Dan Han Drug Refinery's advertisement was too good, coupled with the high death rates of wounded soldiers, it was not uncommon to see injured soldiers being carried to Dan Han Drug Refinery.

In just a few days time, besides a few onlookers, there were many bloodied soldiers who came back from the battlefield.

As there were too many soldiers, Rao Zhou City had to send guards to instil some order. The location of Dan Han Drug Refinery's store was fairly good. With the gathering of the soldiers, almost the entire street got occupied.

Xing Han Calendar: 10 September 2930.

There seemed to be a whole sea of people in front of Dan Han Drug Refinery's store entrance. Some were there to enjoy the bustling scene, some were suspicious, but most were there to try a bottle of the drug.

"Open the door…" Following the calls of the crowd, Dan Han Drug Refinery's store door slowly opened.

Being surrounded for a few days, Lu Jiujun was no longer surprised. With a loudspeaker in his hands, facing the crowd, he said, "Dear friends, all those here to buy the Nine Lives Healing Solution, please form an orderly queue. I guarantee that everyone will get a bottle. This new drug of ours is simply the panacea of all injured patients. There are no false ingredients whatsoever. With every bottle purchased, we will also give a set of white gauze bandages, a bag of Dan Han Injury Powder..."

Due to the inconvenience of injections, Mo Wuji developed oral penicillin. Naturally, the gauze bandages and powder were to be used together with penicillin.

For those allergic to penicillin, there was a small reminder on the instructions. Every day, there were so many soldiers who die from their injuries. Once the efficacy of penicillin is seen, who would care about those with allergies? What's more, oral penicillin was less effective on those with allergies.

"How much is a bottle?" Many voices called out at the same time, interrupting Lu Jiujun's words. With exception, everyone was only concerned about one thing: the price of a bottle of Nine Lives Healing Solution.

Lu Jiujun slightly clenched his fist, with a face full of smiles, he said, "As our new drug uses the highest grades of herbs, the price is slightly higher. Each bottle costs 2 gold coins..."

Countless sighs of shock were heard before many people started shouting abuse. 2 gold coins for a bottle of healing drugs? Why not just rob them? Other healing drugs cost only a few silver coins. Some even cost a few dozen bronze coins.

After hearing the price, more than half of the queue immediately left. 2 gold coins for a bottle of healing drug was indeed too expensive. An ordinary family may not even earn 2 gold coins in a year.

Seeing the queue becoming shorter, Lu Jiujun's mouth started twitching. His intention was to price the drug at 10 silver coins, but Mo Wuji wanted it to be 5 gold coins. The final price of 2 gold coins was a mutual compromise. But he also had to agree with Mo Wuji that the price of the penicillin of higher purity, which also had a more deluxe glass packaging, should be 10 gold coins.

Perhaps Dan Han Drug Refinery's advertisement was too effective, despite the high price; there were still people who bought the drug. Some gathered money to buy a bottle, while there were even some who bought more than two bottles. As for the deluxe version, not even one bottle was sold.

Dan Han Drug Refinery which was crowded for days became deserted again after a short hour.

"Brother Mo, this time... Aiii..." Lu Jiujun sighed. If he did not want to wait for a few days to see the efficacy of the drug, he would have advised Mo Wuji to slash the price.

This time, they produced nearly 50,000 bottles. They even hired 20 people to work overtime to get the drug out for sale. Furthermore, after completing the first batch, Mo Wuji did not stop and started the production of the second batch, which was even more than the first batch.

They advertised for nearly a month, but they did not even sell 200 bottles. Even the advertising cost would not be covered.

"Don't worry, we'll see in a few days. I'll go and take a walk," Mo Wuji waved his hand, indicating that Lu Jiujun should not worry.

Mo Wuji was not worried about whether penicillin will sell. He was more concerned about the production of his solution. Mo Wuji could predict that penicillin would not continue to earn profits in the future. He might as well set the price high and earn money for now.

After a few days, Lan Yu will deliver a few of the herbs which he needs. In addition that to the few that he's buying, he would be ready to start.

For some unusual things, he needed to go and find them on his own. With the exception of Lan Yu's herbs, he only lacked one thing. Even knowing that others will not be able to develop the solution which can open spirit channels with the drug formula, Mo Wuji still wanted to be careful.

Lu Jiujun could only nod. Things had already come so far, what else could he do?

The thing that Mo Wuji was looking for could not even be considered a herb as this thing was too common. Mo Wuji was looking for lotus silk, the fresher, the better. From Mo Wuji's experiments, he discovered that if lotus silk was not added, the effects of the solution would be significantly reduced. Once lotus silk is added, there would be an entirely different effect.

However, the lotus root must be specially selected. It must be the second silk thread from the root.

He had personally tested this. The moment he drank the solution, he could clearly feel the spirit channels in his body getting clearer, and his physical strength increasing greatly. Take note, although he learnt martial arts, he was not a master who learnt some special arts.

Unfortunately, before his meridians were completely expanded, he was murdered by his lover.

In the first day, Dan Han Drug Refinery was still able to sell one to two hundred bottles of Nine Lives Healing Solution. By the second and third day, not even a bottle was sold.

Lu Jiujun became as agitated as an ant on a hot pan. On the other hand, Mo Wuji was hiding in his laboratory, not even feeling a bit of anxiety. Besides eating and using the toilet, no one saw him come out of his laboratory. Even his food had to be delivered to him.

"This won't do. We are just simply waiting for death. Lulu, help me call Brother Mo. I would like to discuss with him," Lu Jiujun could not stand the emptiness of the store.

"Shop owner, Master Mo told me not to disturb him unless it's something important.." The shop clerk, Lulu, said timidly.

"Never mind. I will go..."

Lu Jiujun waved his hand and started to head upstairs. At the time, a tall and big figure blocked the whole door of the store, "Who is the treasurer here?"

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Chapter 15: The Return of The Fiery

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The voice was accompanied by an inauspicious influence, causing Lu Jiujun to subconsciously take a few steps back. "My friend, I am Dan Han Drug Refinery's owner Lu Jiujun..."

Lu Jiujun paused abruptly as he saw a tall, courageous man with two other men behind him. He recognised the two men as they were at Dan Han Drug Refinery's opening day carrying a severely wounded man a few days ago.

Could it be that the wounded man died and they are now here to find trouble?

The thought of this made Lu Jiujun break out in a cold sweat. Under normal circumstances as long as there was no common problem with the drug, it should not be that much of an issue. However, if someone were to investigate them, it may become problematic. It would even more problematic if that someone was from the army.

"Owner Lu, this is our captain. We wish to purchase 300 bottles of the ordinary Nine Lives Healing Solution and we are wondering if the price is negotiable?" The man whom Lu Jiujun recognised from a few days earlier said.

"Ah..." Lu Jiujun immediately understood the situation; the Nine Lives Healing Solution must have been really exceptional to make a captain come down to purchase it personally.

Lu Jiujun instantly calmed himself down. With his many years of experience in this business, he understood the situation perfectly. From today onwards, Nine Lives Healing Solution will sell like hotcakes with no need to worry about the sales.

Lu Jiujun knew that the large army had nothing but money. "There are still some solutions remaining. However the opening sales price of 2 gold coins has now been changed to..."

The tall leader raised his hand without hesitation to stop Lu Jiujun from continuing. "Hold on, forget about the negotiation, just sell it to us at 2 gold coins per bottle and we will get 500 bottles. We come from Tie Fei Army camp and we will patronise your shop very often."

"It is a deal then," Lu Jiujun did not even think of increasing the price, Tie Fei Army camp is one of the three camps in Cheng Yu. Building a good relationship with Tie Fei Army camp will ensure good business in the future.

In the past, Cheng Ling Pill workshop was only a small workshop while Dan Han Drug Refinery's shophouses were all over the big cities in Cheng Yu state.

Presently, Cheng Ling Pill workshop is one of the best drug dealing workshops in Cheng Yu state. Almost 40% of the drugs in Cheng Yu were provided by Cheng Ling Pill workshop.

There were a few people chatting casually over tea in Cheng Ling Pill workshop's headquarters' conference hall. Cheng Ling Pill workshop had gone on the right track; therefore the meeting was just full of chatter.

"Dan Han Drug Refinery created such a huge uproar previously such that I thought they were inventing an extraordinary healing drug. Turns out the advertising were just exaggerated, ha ha," The one speaking was a 60 years old man who was in charge of Cheng Ling Pill workshop's sales. His name was Liu Wansheng.

To be honest, Dan Han Drug Refinery's advertisement of their new drug did scare him a little. However, now that he found out that Dan Han Drug Refinery was nothing but a paper tiger, he felt more at ease.

Sitting on a higher level was a lady named Mei Xiu who is Cheng Ling Pill workshop's owner. After hearing Liu Wansheng's words, she said, "Deacon Liu, no matter how exaggerated the advertisement by Dan Han Drug Refinery was, salespeople like us must still give them the attention. Furthermore, it has only been a few days, if the Nine Lives..."

Mei Xiu's words were suddenly interrupted as an energetic youth came rushing in to pass Mei Xiu a letter.

The conference hall fell silent and all eyes fell on Mei Xiu.

Mei Xiu tore open the envelope and took out the letter. The instance she finished reading the letter, she smiled and stood up saying, "Today, a few representatives from the army visited Dan Han Drug Refinery. According to the news, these army representatives bought at least 100 of the Nine Lives Healing Solution. Furthermore, there were a few businessmen who went to Dan Han Drug Refinery as well. These people are those who once bought the drug from Dan Han Drug Refinery previously..."

Everyone knew what Mei Xiu's words implied. Despite the steep prices of the Nine Lives Healing Solution, people went back for the second time to purchase it. This proved that the effects of the solution were really extraordinary, even more so than the publicity had claimed it to be.

If Dan Han Drug Refinery were to really invent such an extraordinary drug, how is Cheng Ling Pill workshop supposed to compete with them?

"Owner Mei, what do we do now?" A plump middle-aged man stood up and asked.

"Mei Qi, notify a few of the elders in the workshop to go down to Dan Han Drug Refinery to take a look immediately," Mei Xiu's expression turned serious and her tone became very modest.

"Alright…" The youth who came to deliver the letter answered and then hurried back.

Lan Yu carried two huge leather bags to Dan Han Drug Refinery but was shocked as he was reaching the entrance. The once empty Dan Han Drug Refinery was now filled with many customers. Everyone was queuing in an orderly fashion despite looking very anxious. The queue stretched from the entrance of Dan Han Drug Refinery to half a street away.

Was the Nine Lives Healing Solution really that powerful? He did see it in the advertisements but he has seen way too many of such exaggerated ones in the past that he did not pay much attention to this one.

"What are you doing? Please queue from behind," Lan Yu was stopped by a man just as he was about to enter Dan Han Drug Refinery.

Lan Yu frowned and said, "I am not here to buy the drugs, I am here to look for Master Mo."

A young lady hurried out and said respectfully, "Are you brother Lan? Master Mo has ordered me to wait for you here."

Lan Yu quickly nodded his head, "Yes, I am Lan Yu. Could you please take me to see Master Mo?"

The young lady said in a hurry, "Brother Lan, call me Lu Lu. Master Mo is not around; he is currently over at the workshop. Please follow me."

The crowd was envious of Lan Yu as he was brought over by the young lady. They wished they were the ones who knew Master Mo personally.

The rumours of the powerful healing ability of Nine Lives Healing Solution soon spread across the city very quickly. Even if one were to purchase the solution, it could be very easily resold for an additional 10 silver coins.

"Master Mo, Brother Lan is here," Lu Lu shouted out respectfully as she brought Lan Yu to the entrance of the Mo Wuji laboratory in Dan Han Drug Refinery's workshop.

Every worker at Dan Han Drug Refinery knew very well the reason for this fiery situation at Dan Han Drug Refinery these few days. It was because of the arrival of a very capable drug refiner; Master Mo. Master Mo developed a revolutionary drug, the Nine Lives Healing Solution.

As long as the sales continue at Dan Han Drug Refinery, it would rise again, this time even better than before. It was a very obvious prediction evident from the number of people queuing everyday. Some would even pay more for the drugs so they could purchase it earlier than the rest.

Lu Lu, as Mo Wuji's helper, treated Mo Wuji very respectfully.

As soon as Lu Lu's voice died down, a small door opened. Mo Wuji stood at the door's entrance with messy hair, looking in excitement, "Brother Lan, you have finally arrived."

Lan Yu did not mind Mo Wuji's look or the smell of different drugs from the laboratory because he knew that a truly capable drug refiner, like Mo Wuji, would go crazy once dealing with drugs.

"Master Mo, you really did not lie to me, your drug has exceeded all expectations and has been very successful," Lan Yu said with admiration.

Even though Lan Yu promised Mo Wuji he would stay in Rao Zhou City, the fact was that he did not fully believe Mo Wuji's words. Today, having witnessed Dan Han Drug Refinery's grand occasion, he was convinced that Mo Wuji's new drug would be able to make them rise again.

"Thank you for your trust, please take a sit inside Brother Mo," Mo Wuji said while his eyes laid on Lan Yu's leather bag.

Lan Yu noticed Mo Wuji's looking and knew his intentions were not for him to sit down inside. He smiled and passed the leather bag in his left hand to Mo Wuji. "Master Mo, these are the herbs you needed. There are a total of ten, please take a look."

Mo Wuji grinned while taking the bag, "There is no need, how can I not trust you, Brother Lan?"

After saying this, he told Lu Lu, "Lu Lu, you must help me take good care of Brother Lan. There is no need to check the things he brought over, I trust him. Also, give him double the market price for the goods."

It was not that Mo Wuji did not want to entertain Brother Lan, it was just that his current research is too urgent. Mo Wuji knew Lan Yu is a decent person and if Mo Wuji decided to stay for long at Dan Han Drug Refinery, he would find ways to hire Lan Yu to work at his workshop.

Mo Wuji knew that once the price and value of the Nine Lives Healing Solution has been revealed, Dan Han Drug Refinery would not have full control over it. In the face of huge profits, he did not believe Lu Jiujun and the other drug refineries would still follow the rules of business here.

He also knew that he could not blame Lu Jiujun for this as he did not expect Nine Lives Healing Solution to be so sought after. This was just the beginning. Once the value of penicillin was revealed, even Lu Jiujun himself could not guarantee what he promised earlier.

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Chapter 16: Opening Spirit Channels

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Fifty thousand bottles of Nine Lives Healing Solution. By Lu Jiujun's calculations, even if it takes six months to sell everything, it would still be a great success. In the end, the reality was that a large fraction of the Solution was sold by the fifth day, and this was after increasing the price and limiting the amount each individual could buy. Even after limiting the amount of solution they could buy, the Nine Lives Healing Solution was sold out by the 12th day.

Including the sales of the deluxe version of the Nine Lives Healing Solution, Dan Han Drug Refinery earned closed to 250 000 gold coins in profits alone. One could also say that the Nine Lives Healing Solution had a production cost of close to zero. Hence any sales made were all profits.

Seeing that there were many people wanting to purchase medicine outside of the shop, but no medicine was available for sale, Lu Jiujun became anxious.

"Lu Lu…screw it, I better go to find Brother Mo personally…" At the moment, Lu Jiujun was completely convinced that Mo Wuji had inherited from Mo Tiancheng the talent for producing drugs, even surpassing that of his father. Otherwise, how could he have created the Nine Lives Healing Solution?

He had a different reason for finding Mo Wuji than ten days ago. This time, he was anxious to get Mo Wuji to speed up production for the third batch of Nine Lives Healing Solution. The second batch was currently in the fermentation stage and was almost ready. However, Mo Wuji did not seem to have the intention to make a third batch, being holed up in his laboratory all day, saying that he wanted to create a new drug.

Actually, according to Lu Jiujun's plans, Dan Han Drug Refinery was fine with only the Nine Lives Healing Solution, and did not need to produce any new drugs. But now Mo Wuji was in charge, and if he wanted to create a new drug, he would create a new drug.

"Owner, Master Mo said that no one is to look for him before he comes out, even for meal deliveries, they would be placed at the window. If the meal was not consumed, we would replace it with a fresh set," Lu Lu quickly said.

She was worried that the owner of the drug refinery would barge into Master Mo's room, creating an argument between the both of them. Master Mo has been the most capable drug refiner she had ever seen. This is not the sort of master you offend.

"All right," Lu Jiujun was helpless and gave himself a pat on the head. A few days ago, a few guys from the Cheng Ling Pill workshop came over to discuss with him about the Nine Lives Healing Solution, and he pushed it all on Mo Wuji's head. He mentioned that Mo Wuji was still researching on new drugs, and these issues would have to wait until Mo Wuji came out. Mo Wuji's temperament was that as long as he was doing research into drugs, he would flare up if anyone disturbed him.

Who knew that this would come round back at him. No matter who he offended, he did not dare to offend Mo Wuji, his money making machine.

Mo Wuji looked at the ten green glass bottles on the table with a dishevelled appearance, feeling content. This was the result of days of continuous hard work. Once he drank the contents of one of the bottles out of the ten, he would go to test if he had spirit roots. If he did, he would continue to earn gold, and prepare to open his spirit.

According to what Lan Yu and Lu Jiujun said, only with spirit channels can one absorb spirit energy, and only those with a spirit roots possess spirit channels. The reason for the absence of a spirit roots in Mo Wuji would be that his spirit channels were blocked, or he did not have spirit channels at all.

To Mo Wuji, spirit channels were equivalent to meridians. The drug he developed to open up meridians, must also make meridians clear and free of blockages, allowing for the absorption and storage of spirit energy. As long as he could absorb and store spirit energy, doesn't that mean he had spirit roots?

"Ha ha ha…this medicine will be called the Channel Opening Solution," Mo Wuji could not hold back his laughter. This was the first time he felt this happy ever since he was backstabbed.

Hearing Mo Wuji's loud bout of laughter, the anxious Lu Jiujun did not care about Lu Lu's warning anymore and rushed upstairs.

"Haha, Old Lu, have you been counting money these few days until your hands have cramped up?" Mo Wuji opened the door holding a bag in hand, smiling at the approaching Lu Jiujun.

Lu Jiujun was naturally very happy, Mo Wuji had created the Channel Opening Solution, but he felt a slight sense of unease deep inside about something. What it was, he could not tell.

Just don't care about it, leave it for after my spirit channels have been opened.

With a face full of excitement, Lu Jiujun said, "Brother Mo, we have succeeded. The Nine Lives Healing Solution is selling like hotcakes, really like hotcakes…"

Mo Wuji gently waved his hand, "This I know, and it's a must. Oh yes, change my share of the gold coins into the best gold ticket."

"Of course, of course, other than this, our shop does not…"

Not waiting for Lu Jiujun to complete his sentence, Mo Wuji waved him off, "I know, for even bigger news, wait for me to take a bath and rest for a day, then we'll talk."

After speaking this sentence, Mo Wuji did not bother with Lu Jiujun any more, rushing past him, and heading towards the accommodations at Dan Han Drug Refinery.

The Channel Opening Solution had been produced already, and to Mo Wuji, taking a shower and changing into a fresh set of clothes was of the utmost priority, then he would go to sleep. After waking up, he would immediately consume the Channel Opening Solution before doing anything else.

Earning money could be done anytime. But the matter of him getting spirit roots, and being able to absorb spirit energy to train, could not be delayed for a single moment.

Lu Jiujun blankly looked at the back of Mo Wuji as he walked away, without feeling angry at all. At Dan Han Drug Refinery, the real owner was not him Lu Jiujun, but Mo Wuji. After some time, Lu Jiujun left with his head low. He could not discuss about opening a few moth shops with Mo Wuji nor about producing a third batch of Nine Lives Healing Solution.

Washing up after he woke up, Mo Wuji was refreshed, taking out one of the green glass bottles.

He had drunk this type of Channel Opening Solution once before, knowing that he would feel a burning sensation extending through his body. After that, even those who had never trained in martial arts before would be able to clearly feel one meridian in the body being opened. Even though the feeling of opening meridians was unbearable, an indescribable soothing feeling lingered in his heart.

It was a pity that in his past life, Mo Wuji was backstabbed before a single meridian was completely opened after he drank the drug.

Calming down his raging emotions, Mo Wuji grabbed the green bottle, opened it and took a deep breath, then tilted his head, drinking its contents all in one shot.

Similar to that in his past life, the slightly bitter fluid flowed down his throat, with something like a line of fire extending through his body. All the obstructions in the way of this line of fire would be broken through. Mo Wuji could clearly feel the sensation of one spirit channel being opened, and with the line of fire from the drug, the channels in his body slowly expanded.

The feeling of his body breaking apart mixed with a sense of serenity and excitement, it seemed as though as the fire burned a little more, the more the impurities in his body would be burnt away.

Mo Wuji clenched his fists, if meridians were spirit channel, and one bottle of the drug would open one of his spirit channels, so wouldn't it be easy for him to become a cultivator with one the highest spirit base grade with the use of the drug? So what if there were 99 spirit channels? He could easily achieve it.

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Chapter 17: Falling Short

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Two hours later, Mo Wuji's anticipation gradually dwindled. Even though the solution did expand one of his meridians, the expansion ceased after two hours. The burning sensation disappeared, indicating the limit of the solution.

How was this possible? With cold water being poured over his head, Mo Wuji completely forgot about the pain he was in as his channels were expanding.

This felt like a rubbish-filled water ditch. When the water came flowing, the rubbish will be washed away by the water. But just when the ditch would be clear of rubbish, there was no more water. The rubbish that was supposed to be washed away was all stuck at the entrance, forming a dam and worsening the clogging.

In his previous life, Mo Wuji was assassinated less than two hours after he drank the solution. Therefore he had no clue that the solution could not open the channel and that the meridian will be blocked in a specific position.

No, the quantity must not have been enough.

Mo Wuji clenched his teeth, opened and drank yet another bottle of the solution.

If the first time drinking the solution felt like swallowing a line of fire, the second time felt like swallowing a fireball. Mo Wuji felt as if his whole body would be consumed by this fireball and turn to ashes.

The pain was so severe that he fell to the ground as if he were paralysed. In the end, his whole body was suffering from spasms and even breathing became difficult. After another two hours, the convulsive pain gradually disappeared.

Mo Wuji, despite trembling, managed to get himself up using the bench. His heart was ice cold. He clearly knew that after consuming the second bottle, it only made him feel worse and the blockage remained at the same position as the first time.

He was sure that if he were to drink the third bottle, he would lose his life.

In short, his development on the meridian expansion solution was a failure.

If that woman found out that the solution was unsuccessful, would she have regretted her actions? Maybe she would have regretted killing him before he actually managed to develop the solution successfully.

Mo Wuji slowly moved himself to the table where he saw his pale and desperate face in the mirror. He knew he would not have any more chances. It only took four hours to go from joy to despair. Four hours passed and he did not manage to even open any meridian and was still unable to practice.

If he was on Earth, he would still be able to spare more time modifying the solution, but not here. It would be a miracle if he was able to produce the solution, given the very poor condition of the laboratory. Previously, he managed to do it as it was based on his experience more than anything else.

He sighed, feeling weak and disappointed as he slowly got back to his normal self. "Whatever will be, will be." He grabbed the kettle and poured himself a cup of water.

"No..." Mo Wuji said as he put down the cup which was already close to his lips. His face became increasingly pale.

After researching on plants for so many years, Mo Wuji became familiar with the smell of many plants. And the water he just poured had very faint scent of Antiaris Toxicaria.

This was definitely extracted from Antiaris Toxicaria, a very poisonous plant.

Mo Wuji was so shocked someone wanted to kill him that he was no longer disappointed.

At that moment, Mo Wuji understood what was going on. Even though he has from a royal bloodline, people used to not bother about him because he was always acting crazy. But now that he had returned back to normal, coupled with the fact that he will be rich from the overwhelming success of Dan Han Drug Refinery, people started to notice him. Nobody would care about a crazy noble, but most people would fear a capable descendant of the Northern Qin Prefecture King. Or at least those who tried to snatch the King's throne would.

Mo Wuji gently placed his cup back on the table and calmed himself down. The entire Xing Han Empire is so huge, even if he could not develop his spiritual roots, it did not mean there was no other way. As long as there was the slightest of chance, he would not give up on himself.

On hindsight, having kept the empty bottles, Mo Wuji felt fortunate. If the expansion had succeeded, he probably would have brought the gold bars over to the Spirit Opening Tower, making things much worse.

Previously, he was so obsessed with being able to open his channel and neglected the dangers that could come with it.

His misfortune might have been a blessing in disguise.

Sensing that a crisis was about to befall on him, Mo Wuji knew he would not be able to continue staying at Dan Han Drug Refinery. It would be too easy to assassinate an ordinary person like him.

But where else could he go?

"Master Mo, Cheng Ling Pill workshop's workers are here. Owner Lu is entertaining them and would like to invite you over to join them," Lu Lu asked politely, breaking Mo Wuji's train of thoughts.

"Sure, I will be there right away," Mo Wuji said as he opened the door, "Oh yes, I accidentally dirtied this pot of water and the cup. Please help me pour away the water and clean it thoroughly."

Lu Lu was the one who took care of Mo Wuji during his time here at Dan Han Drug Refinery. Mo Wuji believed that the one who tried to poison him was not Lu Lu because this place was easily accessible to the public. The assassinator would not be so foolish to ask others to do it for him.

"Yes Master Mo," Lu Lu's respect for Mo Wuji came from the bottom of her heart. She knew fully what a difference Mo Wuji had made to life in Dan Han Drug Refinery.

"Ha ha, Brother Mo let me introduce you. This is Cheng Ling Pill Workshop's owner Mei Xiu..." Mo Wuji just entered the conference room when Lu Jiujun came over laughing and pointed to a young lady. By addressing him as Brother Mo, Lu Jiujun seemed to be pointing out his close relationship with Mo Wuji to Mei Xiu.

"Hey, Brother Mo are you not feeling well?" Lu Jiujun interrupted his own introduction. To him, even though Cheng Ling Pill workshop's owner was here, Mo Wuji was still the most important to him. Mo Wuji's face was very pale and the way he walked showed that he was feeling weak.

Mo Wuji shook his hand and said, "No, it is just that these few days have been quite tiring."

Finishing his sentence, he said to the young lady, "Owner Mei, it's an honour to meet you."

Mei Xiu's eyes swept across Mo Wuji's body and said, "Master Mo, I am very pleased to meet a famous person like you."

Mo Wuji knew Mei Xiu's intention and said while laughing, "I am famous and infamous. There are times I still think I am the king."

If things really don't work out, he will just continue to pretend to be an idiot.

Mei Xiu gave an awkward laugh, "Master Mo is so hilarious. Let me introduce you to someone too."

She pointed to a very warm-looking middle-aged man and said, "This is Cheng Ling Pill workshop's elder Wu Hetai.

Another elder, close to 60 years old, did not wait for Mei Xiu's introduction and stood up on her own to introduce herself, "I am Cheng Ling Pill workshop's sales deacon Liu Wansheng. I am very pleased to be able to meet Master Mo."

Mo Wuji clearly knew the intention of Cheng Ling Pill workshop's visit to Dan Han Drug Refinery. He smiled and casually said, "Let us take a seat and discuss."

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Chapter 18: Now I Understand

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Although Mei Xiu was not considered beautiful, Mo Wuji felt a great sense of affinity with her. After Mo Wuji took a seat, she grabbed the opportunity to serve Mo Wuji a cup of tea even before the waiter could.

"I'm really envious of Master Mo's ability to refine drugs; being able to develop a revolutionary product like the Nine Lives Healing Solution. I believe Master Mo understands the intention of my visit, and regardless of whether I'm successful or not, I still need to give you a toast to show my respect. This is because the Nine Lives Healing Solution has saved countless lives; Master Mo has served a great act of merit..." Finishing her words, Mei Xiu drained the cup of tea in her hands.

Mo Wuji secretly sighed in his heart. This woman really knows how to speak.

But this woman drank a cup right in front of him, so there shouldn't be a problem with the tea. Mo Wuji was very thirsty so he also quickly drained his cup.

After drinking the tea, Mo Wuji turned serious and said, "Owner Mei thinks too highly of me. I simply developed an average drug. On the other hand, cultivators who have opened their spirits can casually come up with any drug which would be far superior to my Nine Lives Healing Solution."

Mei Xiu laughed in her heart. She had already conducted a thorough investigation on Mo Wuji. She knew that Mo Wuji did not have spiritual roots, but was very keen on cultivation. From Mo Wuji's words, she could infer that Mo Wuji was trying to inquire about cultivators.

"Mo Wuji underestimates your Nine Lives Healing Solution. Although cultivators can, in fact, come up with better healing drugs, these drugs cannot be used by ordinary mortals. Furthermore, even if mortals are able to use those drugs, those drugs will never be able to be mass produced like the Nine Lives Healing Solution. That's why I am not wrong when I say that the Nine Lives Healing Solution is a revolutionary product. The reason why I'm here, is to cooperate with Dan Han Drug Refinery, to expand the production of the Nine Lives Healing Solution," Mei Xiu said seriously.

Nine Lives Healing Solution - this money making machine - even if Cheng Ling Pill Workshop offers an extravagant price, Lu Jiujun would not be willing to share it. So, he constantly gave glances at Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji acted as though he did not see Lu Jiujun's actions. He was definitely not staying at Dan Han Drug Refinery for long. He had already planned to share penicillin and leave after making a large sum of money. Now that Cheng Ling Pill Workshop had offered him such a huge deal, of course it would be for the best.

"Haha, Owner Mei is indeed correct in her words. The Nine Lives Healing Solution is definitely a revolutionary product. Master Mo has made an invaluable contribution towards the Cheng Yu State by developing this drug," Elder Wu and Tai, who were sitting by Mei Xiu's side, sounded out.

As Lu Jiujun heard these words, he could not help but nod his head with a sense of pride.

Originally, Mo Wuji wanted to leave after making a sum of money. However, after hearing those words, his heart skipped a beat. He suddenly understood the reason why he had been feeling so uneasy. It wasn't because of the assassin who poisoned his tea, but the Cheng Yu State.

Once penicillin is developed, it will definitely be controlled by the state. The reason why no one had come to find him is because penicillin only appeared in the market for the short time, and in small quantities. Many people only viewed penicillin as a pricey drug.

However, once penicillin was used by the army on a large scale, he might lose his rights to freedom. He might be asked to specialise in the development of drugs for the country, or he might be forced to give his penicillin formula before being killed. No one in power would allow this national treasure to be leaked out.

Thinking about this, Mo Wuji could no longer sit still. He suddenly stood up, and said to Mei Xiu, "I am thankful for Owner Mei's respect. Actually, I created this Nine Lives Healing Solution was simply because I wanted to do something for ordinary mortals like myself. Before, I wasn't very clear, but the words of Owner Mei and Elder Wu really opened my eyes. How about this, give me one day. After a day, Cheng Ling Pill Workshop will be able to get what it wants. First, let me prepare. Goodbye."

Finishing his words, Mo Wuji hurriedly left even before Mei Xiu and the others could say a few words of courtesy. He really wanted to make a huge sum of money from Cheng Ling Pill Workshop, but he did not dare take the risk. This danger was something he did not want to face.

Fortunately, Mei Xiu and the others were business people, and they understood the eccentricities of researches. Thus, they did not mind the actions of Mo Wuji. On the contrary, Mei Xiu was very excited when Mo Wuji said that she would be able to get what she wanted after one day.

Lu Jiujun was anxious, but he could not be like Mo Wuji and leave as and when he wanted.

Situ Qian, the lord of Cheng Yu State. Even though Cheng Yu State did not count for much in the Xing Han Empire, and was even ranked among the back, Situ Qian was still a supreme existence as the Cheng Yu State Lord.

At the moment, Situ Qian was sitting on his golden throne, his eyes hanging low, looking a bit impatient. The people on both side of the hall were infected by the atmosphere.

"Dear Officials, due to some things at play, the Lord would have to leave for now," The eunuch clearly understood Situ Qian's intentions, and quickly said.

"Official Feihu has an urgent military report for the Lord," A sturdy man stepped out the right side of the hall, bowed and said.

Urgent Military Report?

Situ Qian suddenly raised his head. His originally low hanging eyes started to have colour. Even his pale white face now seemed to radiate an oppressive and majestic aura.

Whether it was the changes in Situ Qian's behavior, or the three words "Urgent Military Report", the officials in the hall started to act in a more dignified manner.

"General Feihu, don't tell me that there's a change in the situation in the war with Chang Yan State?" Situ Qian said in a slightly tapering voice.

General Feihu quickly said, "No, this is about an event that happened in Cheng Yu State. A great event! If used properly, not only will we exterminate Chang Yan State, even expanding our territory is not impossible."

An elder standing on the left side of the hall coarsely said, "Zhao Feihu, since when did you get so long-winded and speak in bits and pieces."

Zhao Feihu ignored the old man, and continued, "Your Majesty, the army recently discovered a healing solution. This healing solution is amazing, and it can cure all sorts of complicated infections. According to the news I heard from the Ironword Branch, out of 1000 injured soldiers who consumed the solution, only one died so far. Furthermore, his death is not due to infection but severe blood loss. So to speak, no one died after consuming the solution. On the other hand, when we were without this solution, our death rates were as high as 30 to 40%. We can say that the effects of this new solution is more than ten times better than our best drugs now..."

"What?" Situ Qian stood up agitatedly, and did not notice that the jade ruyi in his hands had already fallen to the ground.

Not only just Situ Qian, the other officials looked at General Feihu in shock, and all started to breathe heavily.

In every war that occurred, the deaths of injured soldiers due to infection were always in the millions. If this drug could prevent the deaths of the soldiers, it would be absolutely revolutionary.

What is the most precious thing in war? It is the soldier. No, it should be a combat experienced soldier. Just one soldier who survived a war is far more worthy than a few inexperienced recruits.

If the drug was as magical as he says, Zhao Feihu's words about exterminating the Chang Yan State may not be impossible. It could even help Cheng Yu State vastly expand its territories.

"General Fei Hu, are you referring to the Nine Lives Healing Solution?" The elder who previously ridiculed Zhao Feihu asked in surprise.

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Chapter 19: Push Him Out And Kill Him

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"Prefecture Duke Han, what's the Nine Lives Healing Solution?" Situ Qian, the Lord of Cheng Yu State, evidently did come across this type of healing solution before.

This elder was Cheng Yu State's number one prefecture head Han Chengan. Other than Xing Han Empire's King, the rest of the nobility was split into nine levels: State Duke, State Lord, State Marquis, State Count, Prefecture Lord, Prefecture Duke, Prefecture Marquis, County Marquis, and Prefecture Count.

Ling Zhu State's Prefecture Duke seemed to be beneath Yi Fang's Prefecture Lord, but in reality within Ling Zhu State Hall, the position of Prefecture Duke was definitely higher than the position of Prefecture Lord. A State Lord like Situ Qian would seem to be second to only a State Duke in the Xing Han Empire, but if he were placed Xing Han Empire's Jin Luan Hall, a State Lord's position would not necessarily match up to that of a State Count.

The only difference they had with the Dukes, Marquis, and Counts, was that State and Prefecture Lords would have greater honour, their own armies and speaking rights. Outside of the Empire's Jin Luan Hall, the power their wielded was not something the Dukes and Marquis could compare with.

Han Chengan quickly stood out and replied, "My Lord, a few months back, Dan Han Drug Refinery once advertised a new drug all around Rao Zhou. They developed a new healing drug, called the Nine Lives Healing Solution."

Situ Qian nodded his head. He had heard of this before, but did not take the matter seriously. In some sense, Dan Han Drug Refinery was making a contribution to Cheng Yu State. Even though the naming of the drug was a little over the top, it was not illegal.

Han Chengan continued, " The advertisements of the Nine Lives Healing Solution had extravagant claims, saying that as long as the wounded had a single breath left in him, the Nine Lives Healing Solution would be able to save his life. This issue was a hot topic back then, and this resulted in the Nine Lives Healing Solution selling like hotcakes. I even sent some men to buy some of it, but as there were no further inquiries into this issue, I thought that these rumors were false. However, based on what General Feihu said today, the healing effects of such a drug seem to be real."

"General Feihu, do you think what you and Prefecture Duke Han said are true?" Situ Qian's eyes turned green with envy.

Being a State Lord, how could his sensitivity to issues be something that Mo Wuji could compare to? He immediately picked up that this sort of healing medicine would be a great weapon of the military. He would have to act to allow Cheng Yu State to gain as many benefits as possible before the Empire reacted. More importantly, he had to put a lockdown on the production method of this drug, as well as lock up the drug refiner responsible for creating it.

"It is the complete truth, this issue was brought up to me truthfully by the Ironwood Branch," Zhou

Feihu answered with confidence.

"Men, immediately take control of all personnel involved with Dan Han Drug Refinery, and bring me the drug refiner responsible for creating the Nine Lives Healing Solution," After confirming the truth,Situ Qian gave the command without hesitation.

"Wait for a moment my Lord," An obese man suddenly walked out, bowed and said.

Situ Qian's hands paused for a moment, halting the personal guards that were about to execute his orders, and asked while holding back his anger, "Ji Aiqing, what do you have to say at a time

like this?"

The fat man carefully took out a piece of paper scribbled full of words from his pocket, presenting it with a pair of shivering hands, "My Lord, when I went to the imperial court this morning, there was someone spreading this around, claiming that it is the recipe for the Nine Lives Healing Solution. The creator of the Nine Lives Healing Solution, Mo Wuji, specially gave it away in remembrance of his parents and to better this lives of the poor."

"What?" Situ Qian frantically opened up the piece of paper. Lo and behold, there were many lines of words squeezed on it. Its contents was the method to produce Nine Lives Healing Solution, which was extremely detailed, and even explained the concept behind the drug very clearly. Even he knew where to start for the production of such a thing.

This piece of paper even introduced in depth why the Nine Lives Healing Solution was able to kill bacteria and fight infection, with another name to it, which was penicillin.

"Bang!" Situ Qian slammed his the paper down with his hand, and furiously demanded, "Men,

immediately capture this Mo Wuji and bring him to me. At the same time, investigate how long this recipe has been distributed for, and who it has been distributed to. If you can control them, get those who possess the recipe under control."

One thing that Situ Qian left out was to kill everyone who had laid eyes on the drug's recipe, and for those who could not be killed, throw them into the new drug refinery to produce Nine Lives

Healing Solution.

There was absolute silence in the imperial court, and no one dared to make a sound. All those who were not stupid could see that the State Lord's methods would not work at all.

When did they start their imperial court session? It was when the sky was still dark, and now it was already about to reach lunchtime. With only one morning, it was impossible for them to collect all copies of the Nine Lives Healing Solution Recipe.

As expected, the guards' leader soon came to report, "Lord, I have an update, that Mo Wuji hired many printing workshops and produced tens of thousands of the drug recipe, and also hired over a hundred people to distribute them at the four city entrances of Rao Zhou. Other than that, he even hired people to leave town to distribute them for free at other important tourist landmarks. At this moment, I'm afraid most people, both outside and within the city, including travelling merchants, have already obtained this drug recipe."

Situ Qian's hands lost their strength and drooped down. How many merchants and random people passed through Rao Zhou in a day? Could he capture them all? Even if he could, what use would that be?

Did Rao Zhou not have spies from other countries? A revolutionary drug like the Nine Lives Healing Solution would definitely have been sent back to their respective countries. What's more, the despicable Mo Wuji even hired people to distribute the recipe outside of Rao Zhou City. Even a deity would not be able to gather all of the copies back.

"My Lord, could it be that this Mo Wuji sensed that something was up, and did this on purpose?" a fair skinned man stood out and spoke.

Situ Qian frowned slightly, this is not impossible. Since he could sense it, why wait until now to spread the recipe for the healing drug?

"It can't be so, right? If Mo Wuji were really that sensitive, he wouldn't have waited till to now to do such a thing. He would have done it once the sales of the Nine Lives Healing Solution started to pick up. He might not even have revealed the Nine Lives Healing Solution," Han Chengan did not really agree with the perspectives of those who just spoke.

State Lord Situ Qian calmed down, and spoke solemnly, "Let's not control Dan Han Drug Refinery for the time being. What is the background of this Mo Wuji who created the Nine Lives Healing Solution? Our Cheng Ling State's Drug Refiners also mostly have such a background, right?"

The guards' leader quickly spoke, "Mo Wuji's real name is Mo Xinghe, his father was Mo Guangyuan, and his grandfather was Mo Tiancheng."

"Mo Tiancheng? The Lord of Northern Qin Prefecture?" Situ Qian finally remembered. The name of Mo Tiancheng sounded very familiar to him.

The guards' leader replied, "Yes it's him. 20 years ago after Mo Tiancheng arrived in Rao Zhou, he disappeared. Subsequently Mo Guangyuan brought his wife and son to Rao Zhou, and many years ago Mo Guangyuan and his wife passed away, leaving Mo Xinghe. Mo Xinghe eventually went crazy because he was obsessed with becoming the Lord of the Northern Qin Prefecture. A few months back, Mo Xinghe seemed to have some signs of improvement, and even went to the Rao Zhou worker's union to find work. He changed his name to Mo Wuji and joined Dan Han Drug Refinery, becoming their chief drug refiner, and developed the Nine Lives Healing Solution."

The guards' leader spoke of these things with grandeur, and most of the people in the imperial court knew why. After coming to Rao Zhou, there was no lack of gifts from Mo Guangyuan. There were only a few in the imperial court who didn't receive a gift from Mo Guangyuan. As for Mo Guangyuan's son, Mo Xinghe, going crazy, they had heard of this before. The only thing they did not anticipate, was for Mo Xinghe to do something so groundbreaking after recovering.

Situ Qian did not speak, he knew everything about the family of the Lord of the Northern Qin Prefecture, and also the complexities within. Frankly speaking, he had a hand in making the Mo Family lose the Prefecture Lord position. For the matter of Mo Tiancheng's grandson going crazy, he had also heard of it. What he did not expect was that this Mo Xinghe was still alive.

At this moment, there was an announcement from outside the court, "Mo Wuji has arrived."

"No need to bring him in, just push him out and kill him," Situ Qian coldly ordered.

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Chapter 20: Life and Death

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"My Lord, I thought we should be rewarding him handsomely instead of executing him?" Prefecture Duke Han Chengan stood up and responded immediately.

"Why is that so?" Situ Qian frowned and answered.

From the very beginning he had never liked Mo Tiancheng, the Prefecture Lord of Northern Qin Prefecture. Not only did the Mo Clan's descendant not offer the medication which they owned, to Cheng Yu State, he also let everyone know of its formula. Situ Qian did not care about Mo Wuji's motive but just wanted him dead.

"My Lord, Mo Wuji's contribution in the form of the Nine Lives Healing solution has been beneficial to both the country and its people. You could have executed him before he came up with this drug. However, you must not do anything to him now. If word were to spread that he was executed even though he had developed such a miraculous drug for the people, it would ruin your reputation and be very unfavourable towards Cheng Yu State.

On the other hand, if people were to find out that you did not sentence him to death but rewarded him handsomely for saving the lives of many commoners, Cheng Yu State will be more stable and people will be more united."

Prefecture Duke Han Chengan said his piece and retreated to the side.

Although his words were not very clear, Situ Qian understood them well. Mo Wuji offended him, but Situ Qian should look past the offence and reward him handsomely. This act would stabilise his position as the Lord and people would love him even more.

He could not have cared less about the life of a commoner like Mo Wuji. However, he had to care about how it will affect the stability of his position. Moreover, things had already happened and it was up to him to act upon it to improve or ruin his own reputation. The answer was very clear, even to an idiot. Furthermore, he could have easily executed Mo Wuji after the hype over him dissolved as everyone would have forgotten about him.

"The Duke's words makes much sense. Someone bring Mo Wuji to me now, " Situ Qian immediately understood the key to this matter.

A moment later, a pale looking young man with messy hair was brought into the hall.

Could this be the drug refiner who developed the Nine Lives Healing solution?

Everyone was shocked at the outfit and appearance of Mo Wuji. Yes, normally a drug refiner would not bother about his appearance but that was only when he was actually doing work in the laboratory. In most cases, a drug refiner would still dress decently outside of work. Even if he was at work, he should not look as pathetic as Mo Wuji did then.

"Get on your knees, " The guard who brought Mo Wuji in shouted as he saw Mo Wuji assessing the situation in the hall.

It appeared as though Mo Wuji had not heard him as he continued looking around. As though he had no idea that he was visiting the Lord.

"You may go back. To succeed as a drug refiner and to have made such a huge contribution to the country, I shall allow him to stand and speak," Situ Qian waved to the guard and spoke in a pleasant tone.

After the guard retreated, Situ Qian looked at Mo Wuji and asked, "So you are Mo Wuji?"

Mo Wuji seemed to have a clearer idea of the situation now, and looked curiously and shockingly at Situ Qian and said, "Yes I am Mo Wuji. And are you the Lord? "

A minister standing by the side suddenly stood up and scrambled to question Mo Wuji but was stopped in his tracks by Situ Qian, "I've heard you developed a top quality drug like the Nine Lives Healing solution. Could you tell me how you did it?"

He heard about the incident where Mo Wuji went crazy. After all, Mo Wuji was still the descendant of the Northern Qin Prefecture's Lord, he was bound to receive news about him. It's just that Situ Qian could not care less about him. In other words, if Mo Wuji had not developed the Nine Lives Healing solution, the Lord himself would not care even if he were to die on the streets.

However, he could make full use of Mo Wuji's talent if he really was a talented drug refiner.

Mo Wuji heaved a sigh of relief, having walked through the gates of hell to find out that the Lord would not have him killed. Having almost died from the Channel Opening Solution and constantly being worried about penicillin bringing him bad luck, he barely had a moment of peace and rest. How could he still not spirited now?

Entering the hall looking like an idiot could have been part of his plan too. He was a crazy person to begin with so it was only natural that his reaction was a little slow.

"My Lord, this was a product my late father passed down to me. He told me that if I were struggling to survive, I could bring it out to save myself. Previously, I suffered from trauma and went crazy. Now that I've just recovered, I thought of the product my father left me. I took it out and decided to work with Dan Han Drug Refinery. I had no clues on how to actually refine drugs," Mo Wuji explained.

Situ Qian felt a little remorseful for not paying more attention to Mo Wuji's life after Mo Wuji explained himself. He did not suspect Mo Wuji's words. He knew Mo Tiancheng was a drug refiner. When he went missing, Mo Wuji was not born yet. Therefore it made perfect sense that Mo Wuji was not able to learn how to refine drugs from his father. After all, drug refining was not something everyone could learn easily.

"So why did you spread the formula around then?" Situ Qian continued to question him.

Mo Wuji pretended to look nervous and said," This formula was passed down from my grandfather to my father, so that he could present it to the people when he succeeded the throne. However, he died early and did not manage to succeed the throne. Previously, I was too obsessed with being the Lord that I entered a blind alley. Now that I've recovered and know that the Mo family will no longer have a chance to succeed the Northern Qin Prefecture's throne, I wanted to make use of this opportunity to do something for the people. Nine Lives Healing solution would be able to save the lives of many, gaining some praise and recognition for the Mo Clan."

Situ Qian nodded his head subtly. As the Northern Qin Prefecture's Lord had always been from the Mo Clan, this would have been the best way to gain some prestige and garner support for his reign, especially for a new Lord like himself. Up till then, he believed as much as 90% of Mo Wuji's words.

"If this was the case, why did you work with Dan Han Drug Refinery to sell the drug at such a steep price? Only to give away the formula after producing a batch of drugs," Situ Qian questioned and stared straight at him.

Mo Wuji said with a little bit of fear, "Previously, I did not even have enough gold coins to fill my stomach. Where would i find the money to publicise the drug? Dan Han Drug Refinery's owner treated me very well. So I have three main reasons for doing so. Firstly, I needed the money to publicise it. Secondly, I wanted to repay Owner Lu's kindness towards me. Thirdly, I wanted to let everyone know that Nine Lives Healing solution is a top grade healing solution, not just something I exaggerated."

Situ Qian was filled with even more regret after he heard Mo Wuji's reply. If he knew of this a day earlier, he could have prevented the formula from being leaked out.

Situ Qian forcefully put aside his unhappiness towards Mo Wuji, pondered for a moment and said, "Mo Wuji, even though you did not personally develop the Nine Lives Healing solution, it is still part of the Mo Clan's contribution to Cheng Yu State. As the Lord, I've decided to reward you. If you still dream of succeeding the throne, it is not exactly impossible."

Those who knew about Mo Wuji's past lamented his luck when they heard these words. This was like the saying: "A watched flower never blooms but an untended willow grows." The Mo Clan wanted the throne so badly that Mo Guangyuan died and Mo Xinghe went crazy. Now that Mo Wuji introduced this drug, he was given the hope of succeeding the throne.

Almost everyone believed that Mo Wuji would want to succeed the throne of Northern Qin Prefecture especially since he went crazy after his failure to do so. Even after he recovered, many believed he still dreams about it.

Mo Wuji sneered. If Situ Qian was to give up the throne to the Mo Clan, his father would never have lost his life in Rao Zhou City. Looking at the big picture, if he were to agree to succeed the throne, he might not be too far away from death.

Let's not talk about whether he could make it out of Rao Zhou City to Northern Qin Prefecture safely. Let's say he made it to Northern Qin Prefecture with a stamp by Lord Situ Qian to be a Lord there, was he not courting death? How could he have possibly forgotten that he was almost poisoned to death just yesterday?

No matter who was the one who tried to poison him, Mo Wuji was dead sure that even if he died yesterday, this Lord of Cheng Yu State would definitely not have said anything about his death.

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Chapter 21: Looking For An Escape Route

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"My Lord, thank you for your kind offer. However, I know how difficult it is to be a Lord. A Lord has to continuously worry for the country. I own some shares in Dan Han Drug Refinery and the profits from these shares are enough for me to spend for the rest of my life. Since I am not a drug refiner, I cannot develop any new drugs to sell. However, after this incident, I developed a soft spot for drug refining and I just wish to settle down in a quiet environment to focus on learning how to refine drugs. Hopefully, I can contribute more to the people of this country in the future," Mo Wuji said with caution and fear.

Situ Qian was slightly surprised at Mo Wuji's reply. Previously, Mo Wuji was extremely persistent in his attempt to succeed the throne. Thus, Situ Qian did not believe that Mo Wuji would have known that Situ Qian would kill him if he agreed to accept the offer. Those who knew about Mo Wuji's past were also very curious about his decision. How could a descendant of the Mo Clan refuse to succeed the throne when it was offered to him?

"Are you really interested in drug refining? If you are, I could recommend you to Cheng Yu Drug Refining School," An elder with white hair stood forward and said.

The present Mo Wuji was not like the foolish Mo Xinghe; he immediately understood this elder's intentions. This elder merely wanted to bootlick the Lord and show his contribution to improve his position in the kingdom.

Mo Wuji did want to attend that school. However, he was sure someone was out to assassinate him. Even though he gave up the throne, he still had to be careful.

"I'm not only interested in drug refining. More than anything else, I am interested in cultivating. However, I only have mortal roots and I'm unable to cultivate," Mo Wuji said while sighing.

There was truth to his sentence as being unable to cultivate was indeed his greatest pain.

Han Chengan appeared as though he could read Mo Wuji's mind and said, "Young Brother Mo, 6 months later, Xing Han Empire will be organising the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference. Cheng Yu State will send ten participants; the Han Clan would be sending one too. If you are willing, I can give you the opportunity to follow the Han family to participate in the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference as an attendant. I am only afraid this would be unworthy of your presence as your ancestors were from nobility after all."

"May I ask who you are?" Mo Wuji was pleased regardless of what his status was. Staying here would be too dangerous. If he agreed to go to Xing Han Empire, he could meet real cultivators and even find new opportunities. More importantly, he could leave Cheng Yu State.

The white haired elder grunted at Mo Wuji and said, "This is Cheng Yu State's Prefecture Duke, Han Chengan. Why don't you hurry and thank him for his offer? Quit thinking you're the small Lord of Northern Qin Prefecture because you're not."

Mo Wuji did not agree with him as he knew the white haired elder was biased against him for the earlier incident.

"So you're Prefecture Duke Han. Thank you for your kind offer. I, Mo Wuji, have always looked up to your big name and I am willing to follow the Han Clan for this conference," Mo Wuji replied respectfully to Han Chengan.

After replying, Mo Wuji realised something and turned his head to the white haired elder, "And you are?"

The white haired elder saw that Mo Wuji was willing to follow the Han family and felt a little unhappy. He replied Mo Wuji coldly, "I am Minister Yao Kang."

"I've never heard of you," Mo Wuji said and immediately turned to Situ Qian. "My Lord, thank you for your kindness. I've decided to represent and serve the Han Clan."

He completely ignored Yao Kang, as if Yao Kang was just a passerby.

"It shall be as you wish," Situ Qian said perfunctorily. One of the eunuchs who stood by him knew that Situ Qian was getting irritated and thus said, "Dismissed."

Han Chengan said to Mo Wuji, "You should go and pack up. You will follow me back to the Han Residence."

Mo Wuji said hurriedly, "Thank you Prefecture Duke, I will pack my things and then head over to the Duke's place tonight."

Han Chengan nodded and said, "Please go ahead first. Just register your name once you've reached my residence."

After finishing his words, Han Chengan did not bother about Mo Wuji anymore as he followed the rest of the ministers out.

Mo Wuji naturally sped up and followed closely behind them, leaving behind an unsatisfied Yao Kang. Yao Kang never expected a lowly personnel like Mo Wuji to be so arrogant. He embarrassed Yao Kang in front of so many ministers by saying he had not heard of him before, while he had a lot of respect for Han Chengan. In terms of authority, he held more power than Han Chengan. Han Chengan's position was only slightly higher than his.

Watching Mo Wuji's back as he hurried off, there was a trace of coldness in Yao Kang's eyes.

If Mo Wuji did not have important things to settle, he would have immediately followed Han Chengan back to the Han Residence.

He still had eight more bottles of the channel opening solution which he had to bring along with him. Whether they work or not, he refused to discard them. Who knows, maybe if he added more ingredients, it could become a solution that can successfully open a channel.

More importantly, he still has over 10000 gold coins at Dan Han Drug Refinery. He could not afford to leave these gold coins behind as they were his life insurance. Furthermore, he had not been home since he started work at Dan Han Drug Refinery. Nobody knew how long he would be staying at the Han Residence. He wanted to use this opportunity to return home to see if Yan'Er left anything important behind.

After he arrived in this world, Yan'Er was the only one he really cared about.

Mo Wuji's return to Dan Han Drug Refinery was greeted by a depressed Lu Jiujun.

When he saw Mo Wuji walking over, Lu Jiujun stood up as if his butt was on fire. He grabbed Mo Wuji and asked, "Brother Mo, what is the meaning of this? Just when we were about to make it big, you gave the formula away for free?"

Mo Wuji said in a serious tone, "Old Lu, after hearing Cheng Ling Pill workshop's Owner Mei's words, I realised one very important thing. This revolutionary drug must be able to benefit even the poor commoners in order to save the lives of many. Otherwise, this would only be a drug for the rich. Dan Han Drug Refinery would never be capable of producing for so many commoners; therefore giving this formula away would invite more suppliers of this drug. This way, the Nine Lives Healing solution's price will be lowered."

Mo Wuji would never reveal the true reason why he gave away the formula: to protect his own life. Lu Jiujun might be able to guess it but Mo Wuji would never reveal it to him.

"All right, Brother Mo, then are you able to help Dan Han Drug Refinery develop a new drug?" Lu Jiujun was experienced as he knew when to back off when the situation could no longer be salvaged.

Mo Wuji patted Lu Jiujun's shoulder and said, "Old Lu, listen to me. Continue selling the Nine Lives Healing solution at a lower price. Remember, sometimes people pay more for the branding. When Nine Lives Healing solution becomes very popular throughout Cheng Yu State, the richer people will only buy from the refinery that first developed it. This is part of branding, it is fully dependent on you whether you can pull this off well. Giving away this formula may not be a bad thing for Dan Han Drug Refinery after all."

Lu Jiujun trusted Mo Wuji the most. After Mo Wuji finished his piece, Lu Jiujun immediately understood what he meant. His spirits were immediately lifted and he asked, "So Brother Mo, what should we do now?"

Mo Wuji laughed and replied, "It will no longer be what we should do now but rather, what you should do now. I have decided to accept Prefecture Duke Han's invitation to be a guard at the Han Residence. I came back just to retrieve my belongings and collect the portion of profits that belongs to me."

Mo Wuji was visiting the Han Residence as a guest yet he made himself sound very important.

"Ahh..." Lu Jiujun was shocked and then sighed, "Aii, Dan Han Drug Refinery is indeed too small for Brother Mo. My heartiest congratulations to you and your bright future. Don't worry, as long as Dan Han Drug Refinery continues to earn, you will continue to have profits."

Mo Wuji would no longer be refining drugs at Dan Han Drug Refinery. To be still able to say these words must not be easy for Lu Jiujun.

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Chapter 22: Joining the Han Residence

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"Young master Mo, you're back. Where is Miss Yan'Er?" Mo Wuji saw Aunt Lu pushing her small cart back as he arrived at the rental apartment that he and Yan'Er shared. Aunt Lu saw Mo Wuji, and was pleasantly surprised. Based on what she had heard, Mo Wuji's mental state seemed to have improved.

Mo Wuji bowed in respect, "Aunt Lu, thank you for taking care of me and Yan'Er all these years. But now, Yan'Er has been taken from me. I will soon be leaving Rao Zhou too. I've returned today to take Yan'Er's possessions away."

This was the first time that Mo Wuji saw Aunt Lu. She was a lady, that was rather tanned and appeared to be over thirty years old. Stress had left many marks on her face, and these creases concealed a beautiful face that should have been there as she was in her prime.

Seeing Aunt Lu returning full of fatigue, Mo Wuji suspected that business was bad at the store last night.

"That's good, that's good. Even though Yan'Er has matured, she's still too young and needs someone to look after her…" Aunt Lu stopped herself from saying any more.

All this while, Yan'Er was supposed to need someone to take care of her, but in reality it was her that took care of this Young Master in front of Aunt Lu.

"Go in and tidy up the place, I've kept the room just for you all this time," Aunt Lu hurriedly pushed her cart away after completing her sentence.

Mo Wuji walked into a storeroom which did not even have a lock and was only secured by a piece of rope. A pile of dust welcomed him. A few months away from the place and the whole interior was covered with dust.

Mo Wuji had only stayed here for two nights ever before. Back then, he had one bed and one decent carpet, but on Yan'Er's side it was much shabbier. Other than a few neat piles of old and tattered clothes, there was nothing else. This meant that Yan'Er did not even have a rug to sleep on at night.

In his heart, Mo Wuji felt a tinge of regret. Being able to meet a girl like Yan'Er would have used up all of the good karma he had accumulated. Especially after he had been backstabbed, Mo Wuji knew how rare girls like Yan'Er were. He carefully dusted Yan'Er's last few pieces of clothing before placing them into his bag. It was then he saw a hairpin at the bottom of the pile.

This was a hairpin that Mo Wuji had no recollection of Yan'Er ever wearing, and even though the hairpin was only a plain metal one, it looked to be Yan'Er's most precious piece of jewellery.

Mo Wuji wrapped up the hairpin, walking over to the mirror which had many scratches on it. This was Yan'Er's only makeup accessory. Perhaps this mirror was what Yan'Er used to dress up for him.

With a final sigh, Mo Wuji kept the mirror into his bag too.

Looking through this small storeroom one last time, Mo Wuji then walked out.

"Young Master Mo, since Yan'Er is not around, why don't you join me for a meal?" Outside the storeroom, Mo Wuji saw Aunt Lu with a scarf wrapped around her neck.

Mo Wuji bowed to Aunt Lu again respectfully, took out a cloth bag and passed it to Aunt Lu while saying, "Aunt Lu, I will be leaving Rao Zhou soon. This cloth bag contains a present from Yan'Er and myself. From now on please don't go to set up your stall. If it's possible, could you continue to preserve the storehouse that Yan'Er and I lived in? I'm leaving now, take care Aunt Lu."

After finishing what he had to say, Mo Wuji did not stay any longer, turning around and leaving swiftly. Aunt Lu did not protect Yan'Er and him in any special way, but provided them with a place to stay, and casually gave them half a bowl of rice. That little bit of rice meant the world to Mo Wuji and Yan'Er, and they were very grateful for it.

A hundred gold coins would have been sufficient for a normal family to get by, and he was afraid that giving her too much would bring about a sense of unease.

Only when Mo Wuji disappeared from sight did Aunt Lu remember that she was holding a small cloth bag in her hand. She opened the bag, and the glint and sparkle of gold almost made her scream out in shock. She knew what was going on immediately: Yan'Er and Young Master Mo met a generous benefactor. She hurriedly ran back, unable to keep her heart rate under control.

An hour later, Mo Wuji stood before a large residence.

"Han Residence" Two large ancient words told Mo Wuji that this was the place that he would be living in for the next few months: Prefecture Duke Old Han Chengan's own residence.

From his rough estimates, the Han Residence occupied at least over ten thousand square meters.

In this busy Rao Zhou City Center, how much would such a large residence cost? Who knew how much this cost compared to the old Mo Prefecture Lord Residence was in Northern Qin? Unfortunately Mo Wuji did not even have a vague idea of anything in Northern Qin.

"Hey, you little kid, what are you trying to do, loitering in front of the Prefecture Duke's Residence? Scram!" The guards in front of the Prefecture Duke's Residence unhappily shouted at Mo Wuji just as he was sighing.

Mo Wuji frantically went up and greeted them, "My two brothers, I am Mo Wuji…"

"You are Mo Wuji? The one that the Old Prefecture Duke personally invited to the residence yesterday?" exclaimed the guard that was just shouting at Mo Wuji, directly interrupting Mo Wuji.

Following which, he muttered to himself, "He doesn't look special in any way to me."

Mo Wuji laughed, "Yes that's me."

The guard's love for gossip was immediately ignited, and he carefully pulled Mo Wuji to one side, asking ,"I heard that you are even a Drug Refiner. Ah yes, why did you leave the position of Prefecture Lord to come to the Han Residence as a worker?"

Mo Wuji then greeted the Han Residence with an imaginary greeting, and said, "Brother, it is inappropriate for you to ask such a question. My admiration towards prefecture Duke Old Han is endless, how could a simple position of Prefecture Lord compare to being a worker at the Han Residence? In other words, If I let you choose between being a guard at the Han Residence and being a Prefecture Lord, which one would you choose?"

"Ah…" This guard was not able to answer at that moment. Wasn't it obvious to choose to be Prefecture Lord? But no matter how he packaged these words, once news spread about what he said, wouldn't that be telling others that he had no sense of belonging towards the Han Residence?

"Hehe, I am not that unsupportive of the Old Prefecture Duke, naturally I'll choose being the guard for the Han Residence." The guard rubbed his hand and joined in the laughter.

Mo Wuji pat the guard's shoulders, "Hasn't this issue come to a close now? For such simple questions that you had the answers to, you still dared to ask me those questions again? You're intentionally giving me extra work."

"No, no," The guard quickly said.

Mo Wuji chuckled, "I'm just kidding. I still have to rely on you to bring me in to report my arrival."

The guard's chest went 'badump badump', "Brother Mo, just leave this to me. In the future you will be the friend of myself, Ding Bu'Er. Please come with me."

After speaking his piece, Ding Bu'Er waved and greeted a few other guards, taking the initiative to bring Mo Wuji for reporting. Even though Mo Wuji did not know any martial arts, he was assigned to the Han Residence's protection department, becoming a Defender of the Residence.

Ding Bu'Er, Mo Wuji subconsciously thought of Ding Bu'San and Ding Bu'Si [1] after hearing this name. This guy looked a little perverted, but he had a good look in his eye and spoke with sincerity, which made Mo Wuji have a good impression of him.

Ding Bu'Er seemed like he was trying to tell everyone that Mo Wuji was under his wing, bringing Mo Wuji around different parts of the Residence, introducing him to everyone.

However Mo Wuji could see that Ding Bu'Er's position was not a high ranking one. Out of all of the workers and guards, only a few even bothered about what Ding Bu'Er was doing, which was because no one wanted to stand out and embarrass him. Even at the courtyard he was guarding, not many people greeted him at all. He had not even seen the chairman of the new department before.

No matter what, the Han Residence's treatment of Mo Wuji was still considered to be acceptable. Even for a new worker like Mo Wuji, he had a single room to himself.

"Bu'Er, Prefecture Duke Old Han mentioned that there is a Spring Immortal's Gate Conference in three months' time, will the members of the Han Residence need to participate?" After going round the residence, Mo Wuji still did not see the person who would bring him along to the Empire's Spring Immortals' Gate Conference, making him quite impatient.

He did not come here simply to be a worker, but to borrow the power of the Han Residence to go to the Xing Han Empire's capital city. Most importantly, to take a look at the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference, and take the opportunity to leave Rao Zhou.

[1] Er is two in Chinese, while San is three and Si is four.

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Chapter 23: So… You are Mo Wuji?

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Ding Bu'Er's face immediately revealed an expression of worship, "Of course! That is the old duke's daughter, Han Ning. She can be considered a genius even in the entire Cheng Yu State. The quality of her spiritual roots are also very good. Three years ago, the old duke specially brought her to Chang Luo, the royal capital, to open her spirits, and she immediately opened seven spirit channels. Now, the little miss is in Channel Opening Stage Level 5, with more than 20 spirit channels opened. If not for this Spring Immortal's Gate, the little miss would have entered a sect three years ago."

Mo Wuji had heard about spirit channels before; the more channels you opened during your spirit opening, the greater your potential. A higher quality spiritual root would cause more spiritual channels to open during the spirit opening. But Mo Wuji only had mortal roots; he didn't even have spiritual roots. Previously when he tried to open his spirits, he could not open any spirit channels whatsoever.

"Why must she wait for the Spring Immortal's Gate? Wouldn't it have been better for the little miss to join a sect three years ago?" Mo Wuji asked puzzledly.

From his point of view, there was an obvious difference between cultivating in a sect and cultivating at home. If Han Ning entered a sect three years ago, her cultivation level would probably be higher than her current Channel Opening Stage Level 5.

Ding Bu'Er laughed cheekily, and made a mysterious expression. Speaking in a teacher-like tone, he patted Mo Wuji and said, "This is where you don't understand. The true, big sects only accept disciples during the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference. If the little miss was to enter a sect three years ago, she could only join some small sect. Do you think these small sects can compete with the resources and techniques of the big ones?"

So that was the reason. Mo Wuji also agreed with this argument. When comparing the resources of Peking University and a diploma mill, Peking University would definitely emerge victorious.

"The old duke allowed me to come here, was so that I could be the little miss's follower and accompany her to the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference. Bu'Er, when can I meet the little miss?" Mo Wuji took the initiative to ask.

Ding Bu'Er shook his head, "Brother Wuji, the old duke only said that to appease you. The one who will be following the little miss to participate in the Spring Immortal's Gate will not be either of us."

"Why?" Mo Wuji was shocked. That was the reason he came. If he didn't get to attend the conference, then what was the point of coming here?

Ding Bu'Er whispered in Mo Wuji's ear, "The little miss will personally pick her followers. She doesn't even know us, so we definitely won't be picked. In all honesty, my chances of being picked is even higher than yours. After all, I take care of the yard and I am also the door guard. At least, the little miss would have noticed me."

Mo Wuji's heart sank. If this was how Han Ning really picked her followers, he really would not have a chance.

Ding Bu'Er patted Mo Wuji's shoulders and brought him to his personal residence with slight sympathy.

"No, I came here to go to the royal capital. If what Ding Bu'Er says is true, I need to find ways to meet Han Ning.

There's no rush, I can start tomorrow. I will first interact with the people in the Han Residence."

After sending Ding Bu'Er off, Mo Wuji jumped onto his bed and fell asleep. Ever since he drank the channel opening solution, he did not have proper rest. He did not even sleep last night. It was quite amazing to have endured till now.

The sky was still dim. A bell rang in the Han Residence's yard. Everyone woke up, and washed up as fast as they could before rushing to the martial arts training field.

Mo Wuji was exhausted, both physically and mentally. Even if he heard the bell, he wouldn't have woken up.

In just half an incense of time, more than a hundred guards gathered in the martial arts field.

"Ta ta..." The sound of a horse unhurriedly walking was heard. A girl in red riding a tall, red horse was coming over. From afar, it looked like a fireball was slowing arriving. Behind her, there was a girl in blue riding a yellow horse.

"Greetings Miss Ning," the guards called out. Everyone here recognised that this person was the Han Residence's favoured Han Ning.

Han Ning's eyes swept across the hundred people as she slowly said, "Today, I'm going to the Thunder Fog Forest, and I require ten of you to act as my guards. Among the ten of you, the one who performs the best will get to follow me to the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference."

Once they heard the little miss's words, the hundred guards instantly became invigorated, beating their chests in excitement. They all wished to enter the eyes of the little miss, and to be picked to enter the Thunder Fog Forest. No matter how dangerous the Thunder Fog Forest was, it couldn't stop the allure of the Royal Capital.

"Who is Mo Wuji?" Han Ning suddenly cried.

The guards instantly went silent. It felt like half a day had passed but no one answered. Most people here did not even know who Mo Wuji was.

Han Ning's face turned unsightly, and she shouted louder, "Mo Wuji has not come?"

Ding Bu'Er hurriedly stood forward and said hesitantly, "Little Miss, Mo Wuji just came yesterday. Maybe he is still not very familiar..."

With the words of Ding Bu'Er, Han Ning's face turned even more unsightly, "Everyone here will run around the training field till Mo Wuji comes. Anyone who falls out will have one month's pay deducted."

A sturdy man standing at the front angrily said to a guard beside him, "Chang Songcai, immediately get that bastard over here."

"Yes," an aggressive looking man responded and hurriedly ran out of the training field.

"Bang bang!" Mo Wuji was awakened by the hammering on his door. He opened his eyes and found that the sky was barely pan-bright.

The door was being hammered. This simply isn't knocking anymore.

Don't tell me that a simple house attendant must wake up earlier than the rooster?

"What is it?" Mo Wuji opened the door angrily.

"You must be new. Because of you, all of us are being punished by the little miss. Hurry up and get to the martial arts training field. Hurry!" Standing at the door was an aggressive-looking man with a long face and a black nose.

Mo Wuji recognised him. He was there during Ding Bu'Er's introduction yesterday. His name is Chang Songcai.

Mo Wuji wrinkled his brows and asked, "The sky isn't even bright yet, what's going on?"

He was still a bit unhappy that an attendant woke him up abruptly.

"The little miss is going to the Thunder Fog Forest today and is picking people to follow her. But you disobeyed the gathering orders and remained here. No wonder why people called you arrogant. You are truly arrogant!" Chang Songcai stared at Mo Wuji and said with a cold voice.

Previously, he was trying to look for ways to find Han Ning. Now Han Ning was going to the Thunder Fog Forest and was picking followers. Wasn't this exactly what he wanted?

Mo Wuji finally reacted and said hurriedly, "Wait for awhile, I will soon be ready."

Finishing his words, Mo Wuji rushed to wash up and followed Chang Songcai to the training field.

"Brother Chang, you said someone called me arrogant? But I only came yesterday?" Mo Wuji recalled Chang Songcai's words.

Chang Songcai was too lazy to bother about Mo Wuji, and hastened his pace.

"So...You are the Mo Wuji who doesn't even put Minister Yao Kang in his eyes?" The moment Mo Wuji entered the training field, a crisp, angry voice called out to him.

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Chapter 24: Thunder Fog Forest

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Mo Wuji saw a young lady in red staring at him. Although she was not as beautiful as Wen Manzhu, this lady possessed beautiful features and had a very proportional figure. She was skinny but Mo Wuji could feel a strong energy surging from her.

This lady must be Han Chengan's precious daughter, Han Ning. Han Chengan looked very old so Mo Wuji never expected his daughter to be so young and beautiful.

"I am Mo Wuji. Nice to meet you," Mo Wuji replied politely.

"Since you are here in the Han Residence, why didn't you gather with the rest when the morning bell rang?" Han Ning's tone suddenly became serious.

Mo Wuji gave an innocent look and replied, "Little miss, I initially thought the bell was for us to gather for breakfast. As a newcomer, how could I possibly queue with the rest for breakfast? I was planning to eat after everyone had taken their food. If I knew the bell was for us to assemble in the morning, I would have been the first to reach the martial arts training field."

Chang Hongcai, the one who woke him up, thought to himself, "I almost tore your door apart trying to wake you up and you still dare to say such things without feeling ashamed?"

However, Chang Hongcai did not dare to express his unhappiness towards Mo Wuji in front of Han Ning. He had previously seen Han Ning break all four limbs of a house attendant and throw him onto the streets to feed the dogs. As long as Han Ning did not question Mo Wuji any further, he would not get himself involved.

Han Ning nodded her head, "I am planning to bring you with me into the Thunder Fog Forest as I've heard you know quite a bit about drug refinement. I must warn you that the Thunder Fog Forest is a very dangerous place. The 11th Prince of Cheng Yu State once brought people into the Thunder Fog Forest and none of them returned alive. Do you dare to follow me?"

She believed that Mo Wuji was not lying; Mo Wuji was indeed a newcomer. Coupled with the fact that he used to be from the nobility, he would not want to fight for breakfast with the rest. She could also understand that Mo Wuji probably didn't know that breakfast was not provided so early in the Han Residence. This was because they had to wait for things to be done properly before they could start eating.

Mo Wuji's expression immediately turned serious and he said, "I, Mo Wuji, may be afraid of death. However, to have the chance to work for little miss, I will dare to go through the toughest of mountains and the most dangerous of seas, let alone the Thunder Fog Forest."

Mo Wuji knew very clearly that he had to go even if he did not want to. He knew he had to impress Han Ning if he wanted to stand a chance to be selected to go to the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference in a few months' time. At the same time, he felt that Han Ning's real intention of asking him along was not for his knowledge on drug refinement. He was dead sure he had told Han Chengan that he knew nothing about drug refinement.

Han Ning invited Mo Wuji because her Father told her that Mo Wuji could be useful to her. Now that Mo Wuji accepted her invitation, Han Ning was very pleased and said, "Since this is the case, please step aside."

Han Ning's eyes fell on an energetic young man in the group of guards, "Chief Guard Peng, pick eight more guards for me. Including Mo Wuji and yourself, we will leave immediately once we have ten guards in total."

This energetic young man was Han Residence's Chief Guard Peng Maohua. He stood up in a hurry after he heard Han Ning's words, "Little miss, are you sure you will only bring ten guards into the Thunder Fog Forest?"

Han Ning replied, "This time we will only be going to the outskirts of the Thunder Fog Forest to practice for a few days. At the same time, we will also be looking for a certain herb. We will not be going too deep into the forest."

"Yes, I understand," Peng Maohua answered and immediately looked back to the hundred over trainees, "Yu Zhi, Chang Hongcai, Ding Bu'Er, Cai Jiu..."

The eight guards were selected quickly, but much to Mo Wuji's surprise was the inclusion of Ding Bu'Er.

Ding Bu'Er walked over faintly to Mo Wuji and whispered in his ears, "Brother Mo, you must be the reason why I was chosen."

Mo Wuji questioned the decision to include Ding Bu'Er. Logically speaking, Ding Bu'Er would not have qualified to be chosen. He looked over to Peng Maohua, who coincidentally was also looking at him and saw that Peng Maohua nodded at him.

Mo Wuji understood his intention. Peng Maohua guessed that Mo Wuji was important to Han Ning and hence wanted to make use of Ding Bu'Er to please him.

"Bu'Er, please address me as Wuji. In fact, you are older than me," Mo Wuji whispered.

Ding Bu'Er nodded his head, "Yes, Wuji. From today onwards, you will be my best friend."

After Peng Maohua picked 8 guards, a lady in blue riding on a yellow horse behind Han Ning announced, "Everyone pick a horse and prepare yourself. We will leave in a while."

"That is little miss's personal maid, Shao Lan. She is Han Ning's favourite, we better not offend or neglect her," Ding Bu'Er whispered into Mo Wuji's ears.

"I need to go back and take some things first," Mo Wuji nodded his head. He was not so brain-dead as to offend people around Han Ning.

Mo Wuji went back to bring the few bottles of channel opening zolution he had with him as he had no idea how long he will be gone for in the Thunder Fog Forest. He was afraid he would never be at ease if someone were to find out these solutions could actually open a channel halfway.

Mo Wuji picked a tall black horse and rode it back to the martial arts training field to familiarise himself with the horse.

When all 12 of them left Rao Zhou City, the sky was still bright.

These horses seemed well trained as they could run at very high speeds. At such a high speed, Mo Wuji felt a little uncomfortable riding it.

"Bu'Er, why didn't we drive a car instead?" Mo Wuji knew there were cars here and they were mechanically-powered too. Logically speaking, a car would be much more convenient and less tiring.

Ding Bu'Er replied, "You'll understand why soon."

There was no need to wait for long before Mo Wuji found out. The road became narrow and uneven. They even had to travel on the edge of a cliff. The width of the road was barely a metre wide, which made Mo Wuji very worried. He was sure that if the horse were to miss its step, he would fall off the cliff.

Fortunately, that did not last long. Half an hour later, they entered a canyon and Mo Wuji broke into a cold sweat as he was just glad he did not fall off the cliff.

When the sky turned dark, Han Ning finally gave the order to stop.

As Mo Wuji dismounted his horse, he felt an excruciating pain in his thigh with blood gushing out.

"Have we arrived?" Mo Wuji bore with the pain and asked.

"We have not reached the outskirts of the Thunder Fog Forest. Also, have you not ridden a horse before?" Ding Bu'Er noticed Mo Wuji's injury as he stood near to him.

"It's been a long time since I rode one. Let's go help," Mo Wuji said as he saw the rest helping to set up the tents.

Ding Bu'Er understood Mo Wuji's wish to hide the fact that he could not even ride a horse because he would not stand a chance to follow Han Ning if she found out.

After working for over an hour, Mo Wuji followed the rest to eat some biscuits before heading into the tent to rest. Each tent could fit two people. Therefore, there were five tents which surrounded Han Ning's tent in the middle.

Mo Wuji and Ding Bu'Er shared a tent as they were the most familiar with each other.

"Are you okay? I have some medication over here," Ding Bu'Er passed a bottle of medication to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji waved it off and said, "I am okay. What dangers will we actually face in the Thunder Fog Forest? Will we be able to reach tomorrow?"

Ding Bu'Er replied, "You don't have to worry. We will only be at the outskirts of the Thunder Fog Forest, it will not be dangerous. You just have to remember to never step foot into the Thunder Fog Forest itself."

"Why not?" Mo Wuji asked instantaneously.

Ding Bu'Er's face turned serious, "Do not ask why. 90% of those who risk their life to enter the Thunder Fog Forest do not make it back out."

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Chapter 25: Forced into the Thunder Fog Forest

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Mo Wuji frowned, "Bu'Er, why is it that it is prohibited to enter the Thunder Fog Forest? Do you know anything about this?"

Ding Bu'Er sighed and said, "I do know a little. I heard that there are some extremely strong demonic beasts deep within the Thunder Fog Forest. Demonic beasts! They are comparable to cultivators. The Cheng Yu State Protector once delved deep in the Thunder Fog Forest and he barely escaped with his life. Our little miss also told us the story of how the 11th Prince, Situ Yue, entered the forest and was never seen again."

At this moment, Ding Bu'Er lowered his voice, "Prince Yue was our Cheng Yu State's genius. After he disappeared in the Thunder Fog forest, the State Lord got the State Protector to search for him. Ultimately, the State Protector could only escape the forest with severe injuries, and he did not manage to save Prince Yue."

Mo Wuji turned silent. The Thunder Fog Forest was dangerous even for someone as strong as the State Protector. He could not even win Hu Fei. If he were to enter the Thunder Fog Forest, he might not even leave with his bones.

Seeing Mo Wuji turn silent, Ding Bu'Er continued, "Besides the wickedly strong demonic beasts, there are countless of lightning lakes in the Thunder Fog Forest. Within those lakes, are thousands to millions of lightning bolts. If you get caught in a lightning lake, you would instantly be struck to death."

Finishing his words, Bu'Er patted Mo Wuji's shoulder, "Sleep early. We will reach the outskirts of the Thunder Fog Forest by tomorrow afternoon."

No one knew whether it's because Mo Wuji was specially picked by the little miss, or that everyone felt that he was useless, but he did not get allocated any duties for the whole night.

The next morning, when the sky was still dim but Mo Wuji was pulled awake by Ding Bu'Er. He quickly washed up and continued on the journey.

Ding Bu'Er was right. They really arrived at the outskirts of the Thunder Fog Forest by the afternoon. Even if no one told him, Mo Wuji could guess that they had reached the Thunder Fog Forest.

Although the forest was covered by fog, Mo Wuji could still see some occasional flashes of lightning. He even heard some unknown roars which induced fear.

Everyone gathered in an area full of low bushes. Among the bushes, some foot paths could be seen. From time to time, some poisonous snakes and huge rats would rush across the bushes.

"Chief Guard Peng, find someone to tend to the horses. At the same time, get him to clear this piece of land and build a temporary place to rest. The rest will follow me to find the Two-leaved Fire Grass," Han Ning instructed Peng Maohua.

After hearing Han Ning's words, Peng Maohua asked in shock, "Little miss, the Two-leaved Fire Grass is a spiritual plant ah..."

Han Ning gently replied, "If it wasn't for a spiritual plant, do I need to personally come to the Thunder Fog Forest?"

"But... But..." Peng Maohua said hesitantly. The outskirts of the Thunder Fog Forest did have some spiritual plants, but they had long been picked. To find some spiritual plants at the outskirts of the Thunder Fog Forest was extremely difficult. To find the extremely rare Two-leaved Fire Grass was simply as difficult as ascending the heavens.

The little miss must have wanted them to enter the Thunder Fog Forest. He wanted to follow the little miss to the royal capital to participate in the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference. But if it was at the cost of entering the Thunder Fog Forest, he would rather not go to the royal capital at all.

"What do you think?" Han Ning said cooly.

Peng Maohua took in a breath and said respectfully, "Even the State Protector barely escaped after entering the Thunder Fog Forest. If we were to go..."

The expression of concern is palpable.

Han Ning smiled, "Chief Guard Peng, you think too much. How could I dare enter the depths of the Thunder Fog Forest? At most, we would enter 10 metres into the forest. If we are still unable to find the grass, then I will give up. Your life is valuable. Mine is not worthless either."

Hearing Han Ning's words, Peng Maohua let out a sigh of relief. The little miss was right. She would not put herself into danger. If it's just 10 metres, there shouldn't be any problems.

Thinking about this, Peng Maohua said to a slightly thin youth, "Chai Jiu, you will stay here to take care of the horses. At the same time, clear this area."

Seeing that Peng Maohua had no objections, Han Ning nodded, "The rest of you, follow me in."

Peng Maohua brought Mo Wuji and co. forward to clear the road. Han Ning and her personal maid Shao Lan followed behind closely.

Two hours later, Mo Wuji discovered the trees in front getting taller and taller. The paths made by previous travellers could no longer be seen. However, there was also less grass, so there was no need to specially cut out a path.

"Little miss, in a few more feet, we will enter the Thunder Fog Forest," Peng Maohua said nervously.

Han Ning coughed, "The sky's getting dark. We will not go in today, but we will search these few feet. Everyone form a human wall. Take note, although the Two-leaved Fire Grass is rare, not many people want it. This grass is best found in the evening because at this time, you can see the red glow of the grass."

"Yes," Peng Maohua replied. Mo Wuji could feel the obvious change in Peng Maohua's mood.

Mo Wuji was familiar with the Two-leaved Fire Grass. When he was in Dan Han Drug Refinery, he saw it in the books. Two leaves grew from the roots. In between these two leaves, was a short grass core. The grass core was slightly red and shaped like a flame.

"Ah.." Just as Peng Maohua got everyone to disperse, a cry broke the silence.

"Chang Hongcai, what happened?" Peng Maohua said seriously.

"I've been bitten by a Heart Drilling Snake..." Chang Hongcai stammered, ostensibly in pain.

Han Ning pulled out a pill and gave it to Chang Hongcai, "Hurry swallow this. After the Heart Drilling Snake bites you, it's poison will drill its way to your heart. If you do not take an antidote, you will die."

"Thank..." Chang Hongcai only said one word before Mo Wuji heard Ding Bu'Er shouting, "So.. so many..."

"Cha cha..." The grass rustled. It wasn't just Ding Bu'Er. Everyone could see what was going on.

More than 100 Heart Drilling Snakes came from behind Chang Hongcai. In the distance, there were even more sounds. Obviously, there were even more snakes behind these 100 Heart Drilling Snakes.

"Everyone, run away..." Han Ning grabbed her maid and quickly retreated.

Everyone immediately escaped. Naturally, Mo Wuji did not hesitate to run away as well.

Behind him, Mo Wuji could see Chang Hongcai being surrounded by more than ten Heart Drilling Snakes. He could no longer be saved.

Mo Wuji felt his scalp tingling and ran faster. At the same time, he took out his knife. This kind of snake was too terrifying. If you were surrounded, you would end up just like Chang Hongcai.

After running 10 meters, Mo Wuji felt that something was wrong. If he continued to run forward, he would enter the Thunder Fog Forest. He looked around to see if the rest were running in the same direction. At this moment, he saw a black line flying by. Without thinking, Mo Wuji thrusted his knife towards the black line.

The smell of blood almost made him vomit. Mo Wuji immediately knew what was going on. The Heart Drilling Snake could actually fly!

Hearing the rustling sound behind him, Mo Wuji can no longer cared about the Thunder Fog Forest in front him. Every step he didn't take was a step closer to death. Picking up his pace, Mo Wuji rushed into the Thunder Fog Forest without hesitation.

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Chapter 26: Lightning Lake of the Thunder Fog Forest

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Mo Wuji kept on running as fast as he could till he could no longer hear the hissing. After he turned around and realised that the Heart Drilling Snakes were no longer in sight, he heaved a short sigh of relief. However at the back of his mind, Mo Wuji knew that he was not clear of danger.

Thick fog and tall trees that surrounded him made it impossible to see the sky.

At this moment, he was sure he had passed the outskirts, into the depths of the Thunder Fog Forest.

Mo Wuji could not and did not bother trying to locate any of the other guards that came with Han Ning. He just had to get out in the shortest time possible.

Even though he had never been in the Thunder Fog Forest before, he believed every single myth about this forest. He felt anxious from the very moment he had entered the forest.

"Kacha!" A huge tree fell and two shadows emerged from the fog. With the aid of the dim light in the forest, Mo Wuji could make out what those two shadows were.

Mo Wuji felt numbness in the scalp of his head as two wild beasts that he had never seen before appeared. One of them had three eyes with a body full of scales while the other looked like a lion, with blood and fur around the fangs of its stretched mouth.

The two wild beasts appeared not to have seen Mo Wuji and did not bother about him.

"Roar..." The deafening roars of the two wild beasts made Mo Wuji's heart beat tremendously fast.

Fortunately for Mo Wuji, it was not just one beast because then it would have definitely noticed him and gobbled him up. As Mo Wuji slowly retreated, the two beasts were always in his sight. They had to be the demonic beasts that Ding Bu'Er previously mentioned were prevalent in the forest.

As Mo Wuji retreated, he felt his feet turn cold. He realised that he was too focused on the demonic beasts and did not bother to check what was behind him.

"Kacha..." A lightning bolt flashed not too far away from Mo Wuji and lit up the surroundings.

At this moment, he could clearly see where he was and realised that he had stepped into the middle of a swamp.

"Kaka..." Two more lightning bolts flashed across Mo Wuji, forming a very mesmerising arched lightning bridge.

Mo Wuji's heart sank to its lowest point when he finally realised where he was. This must have been one of the deadly lightning lakes that Ding Bu'Er warned him about.

After a long sigh, Mo Wuji calmed himself down. He had seen the demonic beasts and was now in a lightning lake of the Thunder Fog Forest. It would truly be a miracle if he was able to make it out alive.

Mo Wuji's feet felt icy cold as it sank into the freezing soil of the lightning lake. Nobody knew what other scarier things there were in this lightning lake other than the lightning bolts. Mo Wuji was no longer afraid of anything as he knew he would be dead either way. He carefully shifted his feet as he tried to get out of the swamp.

He should at least try to fight for his life, even if he died trying.

"Kacha..." Yet another lightning bolt struck. However, Mo Wuji was not so lucky this time as it struck his shoulder.

Mo Wuji felt an intense burning sensation causing his whole body to soften as he fell to his knees.

As if taking cue from this lightning bolt that struck Mo Wuji, a few more lightning bolts appeared from the lake, forming a circular-shaped arc that landed on Mo Wuji's body.

Mo Wuji's clothes were torn apart and he could smell his skin getting burnt as his whole body became numb. He ridiculed himself as he would have never expected himself to be electrocuted in his second life. He would rather go through something more ruthless that killed him instantly than this living hell.

An even bigger lightning bolt flashed past him as if his wish was granted.

"Kacha..." This lightning bolt struck Mo Wuji's shoulder once again. However, Mo Wuji did not feel any more significant pain throughout his body.

Not only that, Mo Wuji clearly felt the lightning bolt pierce through his shoulder, into his body, directly flushing something open.

The next moment, his whole body felt relaxed. When Mo Wuji finally realised what was going on, he became extremely excited.

The lightning bolt had opened a small gap in the clogged meridian that he almost managed to open using the channel opening solution. If the lightning bolts were to continuously create small gaps, would it mean that the clogged meridian would eventually be fully opened? Once the meridian was cleared, did that mean he would possess a spirit channel and finally be able to cultivate?

Having been struck so many times by the lightning bolt, Mo Wuji was burnt inside out. He decided not to flee anymore. Instead, he would stay and wait for more lighting bolts to strike him.

"Kaka..." Two more lightning bolts flashed from behind and struck him again.

Unfortunately, these two lightning bolts only inflicted more pain and did not give him the other feeling like the one which helped to open a gap.

It was a pity Mo Wuji had no control over the lightning bolts that struck him. If he did, he would strike his body to fully open his clogged meridian.

After he experienced a few more lightning strikes, he realised that this was not the way to go. Before he could successfully open his meridian, he would have died from the pain.

Mo Wuji took out a bottle of his channel opening solution from his ripped pocket and consumed the solution. It felt like a fire burning through the unopened meridian in his body.

"Ka..." Yet another lightning bolt struck him. Mo Wuji tried to focus to allow the lightning bolt to strike through his burning meridian.

Mo Wuji was not sure whether it was his focus or the solution that worked because this lightning bolt managed to strike through his meridian.

Maybe it was just the psychological effect that Mo Wuji felt his meridian open slightly more.

Another lightning bolt followed. Once again, it struck directly into the same meridian. The meridian opened up more because of this. Due to the lightning strikes, the burning solution dissipated through the body very quickly.

It should have been the effect of the solution that allowed the lightning bolt to strike through the same meridian naturally. As he felt the solution in his body gradually disappearing, Mo Wuji did not hesitate to consume yet another bottle.

"Kakakaka..." Ten continuous lightning bolts struck Mo Wuji's body and he could not help but feel extremely relaxed. Even though he had been struck countless times already, he could feel that his body was full of energy at that very moment. It was a pity that he was not able to display this energy as his body could only feel pain and lethargy.

Mo Wuji could barely control his tears from falling. At long last, he successfully managed to open a meridian, establishing his first spirit channel.

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Chapter 27: Heavy Losses

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"Ka!" Just as another lightning bolt flashed from the Lightning Lake, Mo Wuji twisted his body a little and managed to avoid this lightning bolt with ease.

Mo Wuji was amazed as he did not think he would have successfully avoided the lightning bolt.

No wonder cultivators were rumoured to be so powerful. Mo Wuji only managed to open one meridian and had yet to cultivate, but he felt his whole body beginning to ease up. This was as if he had managed to open up the governor and conceptual vessels like it was said in the legends. But just how powerful could those who opened over ten meridians and cultivated for many years be?

A few more lightning bolts fell on Mo Wuji. This time, however, he did not manage to avoid them. Mo Wuji started manoeuvring around. After half an incense's time and a few more strikes by the lightning bolts, Mo Wuji finally got out of the lightning lake.

Mo Wuji stood by the lightning lake and sighed as he reflected on how he thought he was really destined to die. Life and fortune, who could tell what would happen next? If he never experienced this, he would never have found out the successful combination of his solution and lightning to open up his meridian.

He used up eight bottles of his Channel Opening Solution and almost lost his life just trying to open one meridian. It was a heavy price to pay. Although Mo Wuji had two bottles left, he was not planning to continue using the lightning bolts to open a second meridian.

Mo Wuji knew that it would be impossible to open a second meridian using the same method. If he was not careful, he could easily lose his life.

However, Mo Wuji was not disappointed, because being able to open one meridian was a huge miracle to begin with. More importantly, he learnt of a method to open meridians. If the meridian was truly the spiritual channel, his dreams of becoming a cultivating genius might become reality.

Mo Wuji heard yet another roar of the beasts and remembered that he was still in the Thunder Fog Forest. Before he entered the lightning lake, there were two demonic beasts fighting each other not too far away from here.

Now, that same place had become a mess and the two demonic beasts were no longer in sight. Mo Wuji decided not to take the risk to try and escape in the night. It might allow him to move around unnoticed. However, there was a high possibility that he could go deeper into the forest unknowingly.

Mo Wuji found a huge tree nearby and started climbing up the tree. He found a position in between the thick branches to lean on and used his tattered shirt to tie into a knot to secure him between the branches.

He did not dare to spend the night on the ground in the Thunder Fog Forest.

Leaning against the branches, Mo Wuji fell asleep very quickly. When he woke up, there was light emerging from the crevice of the tree, shining through the fog onto his body.

Mo Wuji checked his surroundings to make sure he was clear of danger before untying the knot from his shirt to slide down the tree. He had to get out of the forest as soon as possible and he needed to succeed the first time. If not, he could be stuck here forever.

Just because he had luck on his side last night did not mean he would always be that fortunate.

Mo Wuji carefully observed the location and surroundings of the lightning lake even though he doubted he would ever come back again. Then again, he would risk his life to come back if the second meridian really needed the lightning bolts to open.

There were many lightning lakes in the Thunder Fog Forest but it would not be easy to find the right lightning lake that can help open his meridian. If he was struck by a much stronger lightning bolt from another lightning lake, his whole body might be burnt beyond recognition.

Suddenly, Mo Wuji saw something which caught his eyes. Two-leaved Fire Grass? Mo Wuji immediately identified the Two-leaved Fire Grass. As it was dark last night, he did not notice the three Two-leaved Fire Grass in the vicinity of the lightning lake.

The two leaves were separated by a flamed-shaped grass core. This plant could be very easily identified.

Mo Wuji did not rush to pick those grasses up because it was not important to him. His priority would be to find his way out of this forest.

It was dusk when he had entered the forest, so Mo Wuji could still remember the direction that he came from. He was relieved as he tried to recall and estimated that he was not too far away from the outskirts of the Thunder Fog Forest.

Mo Wuji picked up the three Two-leaved Fire Grass as quickly as he could and ran in the direction he remembered. He believed that the Heart Drilling Snakes would not be loitering around the same region. They must have had a reason to move out in such large numbers, but whatever the reason, he hoped that he would not meet those snakes again.

Half an hour later, Mo Wuji gradually lost his direction and started to worry. If he could not find the exit in another 10 minutes' time, this would mean he had lost his way and might stop trying to find a way out.

"Mo Wuji..." Someone cried out from far away.

Mo Wuji initially thought he heard wrong but the same cry was heard again. He was sure someone was calling out for him. He recognised the voice of the cry and he could roughly make out that it was Bu'Er's voice.

Mo Wuji was relieved by the fact that Ding Bu'Er was not bitten by the Heart Drilling Snakes and was still looking for him.

Mo Wuji followed the direction of the cry and quickened his pace towards it. Within a few minutes, Mo Wuji could see everything clearly as the fog was no longer so thick.

As Mo Wuji saw a part of the wilderness with low scrubs, he shouted with excitement, "Bu'Er, I am over here."

He finally made it out.

After a short while, five silhouettes appeared from behind the low hills.

"Wuji, you are fine. I am so glad... But how did you end up in this state?" Ding Bu'Er never expected Mo Wuji to still be alive having spent the night in the forest. Mo Wuji's hair was burnt, half his body was filled with black scars and one of his shoulders was supported by a piece of cloth to his neck.

"Bu'Er, thank you so much. I was lost inside and almost gave up until I heard your voice," Mo Wuji kept on thanking Bu'Er without explaining why he was so burnt.

Ding Bu'Er quickly explained, "I was just trying my luck with little miss by calling your name. I did not expect to find you here. Now, we are only left with six out of the twelve that we came here with."

Mo Wuji hurried to thank them again, "Thank you little miss for your concern, if not I would never have been able to make it out alive."

Han Ning looked exhausted and battered in her tattered red shirt. She shook Mo Wuji's hand as he thanked her, "To have survived the night, it is truly a miracle. We found all six bodies that we lost yesterday except for yours. Therefore, Ding Bu'Er wanted to continue looking for you and fortunately we did."

Mo Wuji saw Han Ning, her maid Shao Lan, Peng Maohua and the one who was looking after the horses, Cai Jiu. Including Ding Bu'Er and himself, there was indeed a total of six people left.

At this moment, all eyes were on Han Ning. She was the little miss of the Han Residence. Hence she had to be the one to make a decision now.

Han Ning said apologetically, "I did not expect us to encounter the Heart Drilling Snakes, even at the outskirts of the forest. Such bad luck signifies that I am not meant to find the Two-leaved Fire Grass."

Peng Maohua asked with caution, "Little miss, shall we go back now?"

Han Ning's eyes fell on Peng Maohua for a while before sighing; she said, "I have to find the Two-leaved Fire Grass no matter what and I can only find it here. I did not expect it to be so dangerous but I will give all of you a choice now. Those who are willing can stay with me to find the Two-leaved Fire Grass. Those who are not can head back first. It is entirely up to you."

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Chapter 28: At Your Doorstep

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Peng Maohua's heart sank when he realised that he had to stay back with little miss as the chief guard of the Han Residence.

Meanwhile, Mo Wuji took out two of the Two-leaved Fire Grass and said, "It looks like we don't have to extend our stay here at the Thunder Fog Forest. I was fortunate enough to find two of these."

"This really is the Two-leaved Fire Grass..." Han Ning took a step forward, and before Mo Wuji could react, she grabbed both of the Two-leaved Fire Grass from his hands.

Mo Wuji subconsciously took a step back as he was amazed at how powerful this woman was.

This was indeed the stage of channel opening.

"Mo Wuji, it does not matter where you found the Two-leaved Fire Grass. You have made a huge contribution. To reward you, I will bring you along for this trip to the Royal Capital. If you have any more requests, please let me know," Han Ning was so excited she said everything in one breath.

"Thank you little miss," Mo Wuji hurried to thank Han Ning. His sole purpose of entering the Han Residence was to go to the Royal Capital. He would not let this opportunity go to waste.

Han Ning shook his hand, "I should be the one thanking you for helping me find the Two-leaved Fire Grass. I've heard from my father that you have enough money for yourself. If you have any other requests other than going to the Royal Capital, I will do my best to fulfil it."

Mo Wuji nodded his head. If he did not manage to open his meridian successfully, he would have asked Han Ning to find him a more renowned place in the Royal Capital to test for his spiritual roots.

He was desperate to know if he possessed a spiritual root after this incident.

Even though Peng Maohua was envious of Mo Wuji's luck in finding the Two-leaved Fire Grass and being able to please the little miss, he was still grateful for Mo Wuji. If not for him, they would have needed to stay in the Thunder Fog Forest to continue searching for it. That would be asking for more trouble.

Thanks to the Two-leaved Fire Grass, Han Ning's mood changed drastically. She waved her hand and said, "Let us head back now. I was still planning to stay here for over a month. Who would have expected us to find it just after one night."

Mo Wuji sighed when he saw how Han Ning was only concerned about finding the Two-leaved Fire Grass and not about the deceased guards. Their lives were worth much less than the Two-leaved Fire Grass. If he were to die here, Han Ning would not have bothered much either.

He looked over to Ding Bu'Er and realised that if it was not for Ding Bu'Er's request to look for him, Han Ning probably would not have went to look for him.

"Congratulations, Wuji," Ding Bu'Er congratulated Mo Wuji with a lot of envy.

Mo Wuji shook his hand and said to Han Ning," Little miss, I heard from others that you are at Channel Opening Stage Level Five?"

Han Ning replied, "Do you think Channel Opening Stage Level Five is easy to achieve? I am only at level one. Currently, only my speed is slightly faster. My abilities are still weaker than many cultivators out there. There will only be a drastic change in strength and ability after Channel Opening Stage Level Four."

Mo Wuji glared at the embarrassed Ding Bu'Er.

Mo Wuji became even more eager to cultivate after he witnessed Han Ning's speed despite being only at level one. He clenched his fist and said to Han Ning, "When I visit the Royal Capital, can I bring Ding Bu'Er along too?"

"All right, we will do as you say. Let's go," Han Ning agreed without any hesitation. She then got on her red horse and started moving off.

"Thank you so much Wuji," Ding Bu'Er was surprised as he never expected Mo Wuji to mention to Han Ning to bring him along. This was indeed a golden opportunity. As for the time that he bragged about Han Ning in front of Mo Wuji previously, he had completely forgotten about it.

Mo Wuji patted Ding Bu'Er's shoulder and said, "Let's go back, I still owe you a lot too. Also, please don't brag in front of me in future."

"Roger that!" Ding Bu'Er felt elated as he followed behind Mo Wuji as they headed back.

Mo Wuji did not know why Han Ning wanted the Two-leaved Fire Grass so badly and he was not interested in knowing why. What he knew was that he was given even more attention when he returned. Even his place of accommodation changed to one with a small courtyard. His job was to guard the yard but there was really nothing to do.

The only pity was that he did not know how to cultivate. If he could practice cultivation here, it would have been perfect.

It was very safe to stay in the Han Residence. As he sat down in his yard, Mo Wuji held two green coloured glass bottles. He needed the solution inside the glass bottles if he wanted to open up more meridians in the future.

"Ding dong..." The bell from the entrance rang followed by Han Chengan's voice, "Wuji, can I have a word with you?"

Mo Wuji hurried to put away the two bottles and went over to open the door. Mo Wuji could not understand why the owner of the Han Residence, Han Chengan, would come over personally to find him.

"Duke Han, if you wanted to find me you could have just called for me. You need not make the trip all the way here," Mo Wuji said as he opened the door.

Han Chengan smiled as he entered Mo Wuji's house and found a chair to sit on.

Mo Wuji made a cup of tea for Han Chengan as he was still very grateful for him. If not for this Old Duke, he would have never had the chance to come here. Who knows if the same person who tried to poison him will do it again if he had not moved into Han Residence?

Han Chengan smiled and nodded, "Wuji, do you know why I did not pay much attention to you after I arranged for you to move in?"

Mo Wuji said respectfully, "Bringing me into the Han Residence is your greatest care for me."

Han Chengan sighed, "The last time I saved your life in the Royal hall and now you've repaid me by helping Ning'Er. I am indeed grateful to you."

Mo Wuji gave Han Chengan a puzzled look. Han Chengan only gave him a job previously, since when did he save his life?

Han Chengan continued as though he could read Mo Wuji's mind, "Before you were summoned to the hall, the Lord did not want to see you. He ordered the guards to kill you. I stopped him as I was quite close with your grandfather, Mo Tiancheng, coupled with the fact that I wanted to see if your move was intentional or as you mentioned: for the commoners."

Mo Wuji knew what Han Chengan meant by 'your move'. Han Chengan was referring to his release of the penicillin formula. He would have never imagined that the Lord had such dangerous thoughts before he had entered the hall.

Han Chengan did not take Mo Wuji's reaction to heart and continued, "I advised the Lord against killing you because it would harm his reputation, especially after you contributed so much to the commoners. This is also true because you worked hard for it. In addition, I had some thoughts about sparing your life, if not I wouldn't have brought you into the Han Residence."

Mo Wuji's back kept letting out cold sweat as he was fearful. If Han Chengan had not stepped out to plead for him previously, he would have been sentenced to death by the despicable Lord. Wouldn't it have been an innocent death? He did not care about whether the despicable Lord's reputation was harmed. He only cared about his own life.

"Thank you Old Duke, for saving my life," Mo Wuji stood up and bowed to Han Chengan.

Han Chengan quickly grabbed onto Mo Wuji and laughed," If you had not gotten Ning'Er's attention, you would be like any other guard here. I would not have stepped out to ask Ning'Er to bring you to the Royal Capital. However, not only did you catch her attention, you even helped her solve her big problem. This shows that a capable man will always stand out and i was right about you."

"Old Duke, you are too kind with your compliments." All Mo Wuji desperately wanted was to leave Cheng Yu State. Who knows when the despicable Lord might change his mind and kill him? This despicable Lord was part of the reason why the Mo Clan lost the throne back then.

Han Chengan's face suddenly turned solemn and he said to Mo Wuji, "Wuji, I am actually here to ask for your help."

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Chapter 29: Cautiousness

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"Old Duke, please speak. As long as it is within my means, I will not refuse," Mo Wuji said while he cupped his fists.

Mo Wuji was sure that Han Chengan would not lie about such matters. If he said that he had saved Mo Wuji, then he probably did. This kind act of saving Mo Wuji might have been simple, but it was the greatest favour anyone could have done for him.

Han Chengan was pleased with Mo Wuji's words, "Wuji, your words have put me at ease. In a little more than a month, many sects will go to the Xing Han Empire's Royal Capital, Chang Luo, for the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference. You have interacted with Han Ning before, and you know how she is like. She is extremely simplistic, and she is not as mature as how she acts. You managed to preserve your life after the whole Nine Lives Healing solution fiasco, so your ability to handle situations definitely surpasses hers. I would like for you to stay by Han Ning's side. Before she enters any sect, I hope that you can take care of her."

Mo Wuji solemnly promised, "Old Duke, please be at ease. As long as I have the ability, I will try my best to support Miss Han Ning."

Han Chengan retrieved a jade hairpin from his pocket and passed it to Mo Wuji, "If you truly find yourself in an inextricable situation, you can bring this jade hairpin to the Yue Residence in Chang Luo and find Yue Qiongying."

"Why doesn't the Old Duke pass the jade hairpin directly to Miss Han Ning?" Mo Wuji asked doubtfully.

Han Chengan simply shaked his head, and did not answer Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji was not a person who pries into other's secrets. Seeing that Han Chengan had no intention of answering him, he carefully kept the jade hairpin.

Han Chengan got more satisfied with Mo Wuji's attitude. Sipping some tea, he said, "

I heard that you like tea. Later, I will get some people to send you some good tea leaves."

Mo Wuji laughed, "Then I will be especially grateful to the Old Duke. Also, because I haven't really seen much of the world, there are some things which I wish to ask the Old Duke."

A bit of tea did not mean much to someone like the Old Duke, so Mo Wuji did not decline the gesture.

"Haha...If you have any questions, just ask," Han Chengan replied.

"I heard that our Xing Han Empire isn't the only empire. Are there really other empires?" Mo Wuji always wanted to know this, but there was never a suitable person he could ask. Han Chengan was well informed, and he was a Prefecture Duke. He should know more about such matters.

Han Chengan answered, "From what I know, there are five big empires: the Tian Shang Empire, the Zi Zhou Empire, the Gan Yang Empire, the Xing Han Empire and the Ming Han Empire. These five empires are protected by five big sects. The sect protecting the Xing Han Empire is the Heavenly Temple. In the coming Spring Immortal's Gate Conference, masters from the Heavenly Temple will also be going to Chang Luo. I do not wish much for Han Ning. If she can enter an Earth level sect, I will be very satisfied."

"Old Duke, what is an Earth-level sect? Also, is the Heavenly Temple the most powerful sect in Xing Han Empire?" Mo Wuji had never heard of these things before, and asked hurriedly.

"It's normal that you don't know about these matters. Many people don't know about them. After all, we are just mere mortals. The sects in the five big empires are classified under three levels. The lowest are Xuan level sects. Above them, are the Earth level sects. In the Xing Han Empire, the strongest sect is in the quasi-sky level, and that is the Heavenly Temple. Han Chengan spoke with a trace of longing. Even as a Prefecture Duke, he could only look up towards these sects.

Mo Wuji continued to ask, "Since there are quasi-sky level sects, then there must be Sky level sects? Why didn't the Duke mention them?" Han Chengan shaked his head, "I'm also not sure about this. Previously, I was also really curious about this. From what I know, it's not just the Xing Han Empire which doesn't have a Sky level sect. The strongest sects in the other empires are also at the quasi-sky level."

"Is the Heavenly Temple the only quasi-level sect in the Xing Han Empire?"

"It shouldn't be. I once overheard someone saying that there is another quasi-sky level sect in the Xing Han Empire. But I'm just a Prefecture Duke, and I don't really know much about this."

Mo Wuji and Han Chengan continued to chat for a few hours. By the time he sent Han Chengan off, Mo Wuji had a rough outline of the five empires.

After talking casually to Mo Wuji for half a day, Han Chengan felt more at ease with Mo Wuji. During those few hours, Mo Wuji did not ask anything about the Northern Qin Prefecture. Thus, he could tell that Mo Wuji was not a rash person.

Naturally, Mo Wuji would not ask Han Chengan about who stole his Northern Qin Prefecture. Nor would he ask about how Mo Tiancheng disappeared and why Mo Guangyuan failed to succeed the Northern Qin Prefecture throne.

This was not because Mo Wuji had a carefree personality and did not care about such matters. But rather, it was because this matter involved the Cheng Yu State Lord, Situ Qian. Situ Qian might have even acted in the dark against the Mo Clan. Han Chengan's words to save him wasn't actually worth much. Even though Mo Wuji would remember this act of kindness, he would not treat Han Chengan as someone he would trust.

He was sure that, even if he had helped Han Ning, if Han Chengan had to choose between Situ Qian and himself, Han Chengan would unhesitantly choose Situ Qian. Who knew whether his words would be relayed to Situ Qian by Han Chengan? Previously, Situ Qian did not kill Mo Wuji for the sake of maintaining his own reputation. But that did not mean that Situ Qian would not kill him in the future. If Situ Qian wanted to, he could casually come out with any reason to kill Mo Wuji. Thus, Mo Wuji could not even cause the slightest of waves.

Additionally, if Mo Wuji wanted to know who tried to poison him, he could simply wait to see who ended up as the Northern Qin Prefecture Lord. Why would he ask something that he would eventually know?

Mo Wuji did not see Han Ning ever since they went to the Thunder Fog Forest to find the Two-leaved Fire Grass.

Mo Wuji was anxiously bored, so he went to Rao Zhou City to buy a machine. He got Ding Bu'Er to help him purchase some medicinal ingredients, and he went back to his life concocting the channel opening solution.

After a month, Mo Wuji concocted 30 full bottles of the solution. Mo Wuji was worried that the person who previously acted against him would do so again. Thus, he stopped his production as carrying too many bottles of the solution with him would be inconvenient.

The days passed quickly, and soon it was about time to leave Rao Zhou City. Ding Bu'Er came to visit, "Wuji, you'll leave Rao Zhou in two days. Do you want to buy anything?"

Because of the incident at the Thunder Fog Forest, Ding Bu'Er became Mo Wuji's best friend in the Han Residence.

"There's no need. I will just bring along my gold coins." Mo Wuji did not have any intention of leaving the Han Residence.

Because of his relations to the Mo Family and the Northern Qin Prefecture, someone tried to poison him, and he even ended up on Situ Qian's blacklist. Thus, he did not want anyone to remember that the Northern Qin's Mo Family still had this Mo Wuji. It was best for him to quietly leave Rao Zhou; the dangerous capital of Cheng Yu State.

"Aren't you afraid of being bored? I can help you get anything you want." Ding Bu'Er was used to seeing Mo Wuji bored in his yard.

"There's no need. Just call me when it's time to leave." Mo Wuji waved his hand.

He had prepared all that was needed to be prepared. Bringing too many things would only make it inconvenient.

On the dawn two days later, Ding Bu'Er punctually went to Mo Wuji's living quarters, and told him that the little miss was already set and ready to leave.

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Chapter 30: Leaving Rao Zhou

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The gates of the Han Residence opened; close to a hundred people escorted Han Ning out of the house. The elderly Han couple stood by Han Ning's side, nagging at her. Clearly, this long trip made them anxious for their daughter.

Over the past two months, Mo Wuji was constantly afraid that he might be assassinated, so he hid himself in his small yard. As a result, he wasn't clear about how many people would be following Han Ning to the Royal Capital. Seeing close to a hundred people walking out, he was shocked and immediately asked Ding Bu'Er, "Bu'Er, there will be so many people following Miss Han Ning to Chang Luo?"

Ding Bu'Er laughed, and whispered in Mo Wuji's ear, "Besides the little miss, only four of us will be going to Chang Luo City. Because of you, I managed to jump on this bandwagon. The other two are Peng Maohua and Shao Lan."

"So little?' Mo Wuji started to feel uneasy. It would be hard to stay safe if there were so few people.

"I heard that the Old Duke wanted to find 20 people to follow the little miss. But according to the royal decree, each participant of the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference can only bring up to four followers," Ding Bu'Er explained.

As the whole crowd of people walked to the exit of Rao Zhou, Mo Wuji finally understood why there was a limit to the number of people. There was a huge crowd at the exit of Rao Zhou City; many people were saying their goodbyes. Ostensibly, Han Ning wasn't the only one participating in the Spring Immortal's Gate from Rao Zhou. From what Mo Wuji could see, there were around 20 to 30 people.

If you included the followers, there would be more than a hundred people. Furthermore, this was just from one state. There were other states in Xing Han Empire. If you added them all up, how many people would that be? Initially, Han Chengan said that the Cheng Yu State could send ten participants, and this did not include the participants from prefectures.

Some of the people started to form groups. After bidding farewell to their families, they departed on their beast carriages. Mo Wuji saw Han Chengan at the back, negotiating with a few people. After some time, Peng Maohua came over to Mo Wuji and Ding Bu'Er and said, "Our Han Residence will be travelling with the Wu Xue Prefecture Prince, Cao Hao. There's also Marquis Ji's grandson, Ji Changhe, as well as the only son of Wan Pu Corporation Regional Branch chairperson, Yang Junsong. You need to remember, none of these people must be offended. Try not to be rash when you're with them."

Ding Bu'Er patted his chest, "Don't worry, Chief Guard Peng. I'm not one who finds trouble. Since we're all in the same group, we can be considered comrades. Naturally, we will have to work together."

Peng Maohua nodded his head. He only wanted to give him a gentle reminder. Ding Bu'Er knew how to behave, so he would not mess around. At the same time, Mo Wuji wasn't arrogant like how people had described him to be. Besides the incident where he was late for the gathering, he rarely even left his own yard. How is he a trouble maker?

At this moment, Han Ning finished saying her goodbyes and called Mo Wuji and Co. to board the carriage. What made Mo Wuji suspicious was that Han Chengan did not call for him at all.

"Come, get on the carriage. Let's go." Ding Bu'Er pulled Mo Wuji along.

At that moment, Mo Wuji felt goosebumps all over his body. He turned his head and looked around; it felt as if someone had suddenly disappeared from the crowd.

He didn't know whether someone was here to deal with him. How could he not feel uncomfortable? Mo Wuji did not dare to stay any longer so he rushed to board the Han Clan's beast carriage.

The carriage had two compartments. Han Ning and Shao Lan were in the inner compartment while the other three were in the outer compartment. These two compartments weren't considered small. It wasn't squeezy with the five of them inside the carriage.

As the carriage driver shouted "He!", the beast carriage started to move. The carriages from the three other families departed as well.

Mo Wuji understood a little about these beast carriages. It was like a horse carriage, just that the beasts pulling it had more stamina, defense and strength.

Still, the beast carriage could not compare to the speed of a car. On the streets of Cheng Yu State, there were automobiles similar to cars and buses. Unfortunately, these automobiles could only be used within Cheng Yu State. There weren't any roads for them to drive on outside of Cheng Yu State.

The primary reason for this was that the people in this world did not value technology. It could also be due to the poor relations between countries.

With the constant wars between states, it would have been really difficult for states to send out their diplomats to negotiate the construction of an interstate road.

On the other hand, the people here valued herbs and minerals, and thus found innovative ways to improve herb drafting and mineral excavating.

The roads just outside of Rao Zhou were still spacious and smooth. But as they travelled further out, the roads were uneven and bumpy. At least the beast carriage's ability to absorb shock was not bad.

Along the way, they met many other beast carriages heading towards the Royal Capital. Mo Wuji discovered that unless they met acquaintances, many people simply cared about their own journey. Even within four families in Mo Wuji's group, the four main participants would only interact during meal time. Most of the time, they would not interact with one another.

After a month, the group stopped by a boundless sea. When Mo Wuji and Co. arrived, there were already mountains of people there. Mo Wuji looked around; the number of people were in the ten thousands. All kinds of beast carriages stopped there. There were even some flying beasts.

Just as Mo Wuji wanted to ask whether the flying beasts were used for carriages, he saw a huge flying beast gliding over from afar, landing on an empty space. Even though Mo Wuji was tens of meters away, he could feel the wind generated by the beast's flapping wings.

On the flying beast's back, there was a huge circular tent. As the beast landed, the tent opened and a few people came out of it.

Indeed, the flying beasts were used for beast carriages, and they were much more convenient than beasts who could only travel on land. Even airplanes would not be as convenient as these flying beasts. No wonder why the people here did not care much for machines. With these flying beasts, who would even bother about building airplanes?

"Damn, when will Cheng Yu State have flying beasts? If we had them, then we wouldn't have taken such a long time to get here," Mo Wuji heard someone cursing from afar.

He did not need to turn his head to know who that someone was. Naturally, it was the Wu Xue Prefecture Prince, Cao Hao. That guy had a horrible temper. Whenever he wasn't pleased, he would start shouting and scolding loudly. There was one instance where he even argued with another prefecture's prince when his beast carriage got overtaken.

"Bu'Er, is a flying beast carriage expensive? Why doesn't Cheng Yu State have any?" Mo Wuji whispered to Ding Bu'Er.

He thought that no matter how expensive these flying beasts were, shouldn't Cheng Yu State still be able to afford some?

Ding Bu'Er laughed, "This is not a matter of price, but identity. It is not easy to buy such beast carriages, and you can't just buy them with money. From what I heard, there is a sect which specialises in rearing these flying beasts. I think its name is..."

"Don't talk too much. Go to the inn and rest. We'll be staying here to wait for the boat," Han Ning interrupted Ding Bu'Er.

Cao Hao swept his eyes across Mo Wuji and said disdainfully, "Sister Ning, your cultivating ability is not bad. But your judgement is really lacking. How could you pick such a trash, who doesn't know anything, to follow you to Chang Luo? Haha..."

Naturally, he heard Mo Wuji's questions. At the same time, throughout the trip, Mo Wuji never saluted him, which put him in a very bad mood. With his status, Mo Wuji should have been kneeling down and licking his boots every time they met.

Han Ning's face sank, but she did not refute him. Seeing that Han Ning did not dare refute him, he got more arrogant, "Sister Ning, our parents have arranged us to be in the same group. Naturally, we wouldn't wish for our group to have such weaklings. In all honesty, I am quite worried for myself. These past two months have been the most dangerous periods of my life."

He did not do anything to this fellow, yet he was called trash? Naturally, Mo Wuji wasn't happy. A Prefecture Prince could only count as a fart. On Earth, Mo Wuji was a world renowned biologist and botanist. Which people in power did not want to curry his favour?

Mo Wuji laughed and warmly said to Cao Hao, "I think you shouldn't be too worried. Even a piece of shit will meet a dung beetle. You don't have to be too anxious. Even if you do not get into any sect during the Spring Immortal's Gate, there will still be someone who accepts you."

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Chapter 31: The Change In Mo Wuji

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"You're looking for death..." Cao Hao grabbed the sword hung on his waist.

"Little Prince, please do not be too rash or you may land all of us in trouble," Yang Junsong quickly stepped forward to stop Cao Hao.

Among these four group mates from Cheng Yu State, Yang Junsong was the most sociable one. He was always smiling, and he did not put on airs even towards a house attendant like Mo Wuji.

Feng Cheng Marquisate's heir, Ji Changhe also stepped forward and advised Cao Hao.

This was a place where geniuses across Xing Han Empire gathered in their journey to Chang Luo. Causing a ruckus here would get one punished. A light punishment would be the stripping of participation rights and being sent back home. On the other hand, a punishment could even be as heavy as a direct execution! It didn't matter whether one was a prefecture prince, one could still be executed. A genius from Cheng Yu State was nothing in this large Xing Han Empire.

Cao Hao snorted and stared fiercely at Mo Wuji. Then, he turned and walked towards the inn. From the looks of things, Cao Hao probably would not act against Mo Wuji.

"Mo Wuji, just because you helped the little miss doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. If you act like this again, we'll immediately send you back to Cheng Yu State," Shao Lan said while giving Mo Wuji an unsatisfied glare.

Han Ning's face was also unsightly. Even though she did not say anything, it was clear that she agreed with Shao Lan's words.

Mo Wuji smiled and did not care. When he gave Han Ning the Two-leaved Fire Grass, she was extremely grateful to him. However, as time passed, her gratitude tapered down. This was the reason why Mo Wuji was unwilling to be friends with people from big families. They were used to being in a high position overlooking the rest of the world. As a result, they acted arrogantly and did not treat others as their equal.

They would only greet you with a smile if you gave them benefits. Once the benefits were gone, that smile would disappear as well. They would definitely not remember what you had done for them.

This trip to the royal capital was Han Ning's reward to Mo Wuji for his meritorious service. If he committed a mistake, she would simply take away this reward and even punish him. This was not a relationship between friends, but a superior-inferior relationship.

Mo Wuji came from Earth so he would not accept being the inferior within a relationship. Sooner or later, he would separate from Han Ning. Before that happened, he would dedicate his efforts for her. Han Chengan's saving grace might have been unintentional and he might not have expected any returns, but Mo Wuji would definitely return the favour.

"Why don't we all settle down. We still have to stay here for the next three days," Han Ning said as she followed Cao Hao and co. into one of the inns.

"Wait..." After Han Ning and Shao Lan entered the inn, Mo Wuji and the other two were stopped.

"He [1, what is the meaning of this?" Peng Maohua's face turned ugly when he was stopped.

Mo Wuji recognised the man blocking their way. He was He Feng, one of Cao Hao's attendants.

Han Ning did not stay silent and questioned Cao Hao, "Cao Hao, what's the meaning of this?"

Before Cao Hao could speak, an attendant from the inn came out and said apologetically, "Dear customers, we are really sorry but our Yue Hai Inn does not have enough rooms. Your group of five only gets one room so these three attendants would have to stay outside or in our warehouse."

Han Ning's gaze landed on Yang Junsong, "Yan Junsong, you're in charge of booking the rooms. Why is it that my house attendants do not get a room while the others do?"

Cao Hao said loudly, "Ah, there is no other way. We arranged the rooms on a first-come, first-serve basis. You can't expect my attendants to sleep outside even though they came first right?"

Yang Junsong's face looked rather awkward as he embarrassedly asked Cao Hao, "Prince, we are all part of the same team. Why don't you allow them to squeeze with your attendants?"

Cao Hao thought for a long time before saying reluctantly, "How about this... I will get my guys to squeeze. But there's only enough space for two people. That, that who... Aren't you very strong and brave? You can stay outside then."

Everyone knew that Cao Hao was specifically targeting Mo Wuji.

Han Ning was a favoured genius, and could be considered a Channel Opening Stage cultivator. Even though she did not like that Mo Wuji offended Cao Hao, she did not remain silent, "Cao Hao, are you sure you want to do this?"

Everyone could feel that Han Ning was on the verge of exploding. Only Cao Hao seemingly did not feel it as he continued to say calmly, "Sister Ning, our families have a very deep relationship. Otherwise I would not have brought you to find Immortal Master Lu. I care for you and I do not wish for you to cause a fission in our cooperation just because of one person."

After hearing Cao Hao's words, Han Ning calmed down like a deflated balloon. Her fiery rage was extinguished as she remained silent.

In just a few seconds, she turned to Mo Wuji and said, "Wuji, it's going to be tough on you. Just erect a tent outside and stay outside."

She did not say another word as she turned and left.

Mo Wuji smiled and he did not care. On the way to the royal capital, he would try his best to help Han Ning. Once they reached the capital, he would no longer have anything to do with her.

"Wuji, wait... I will accompany you." Ding Bu'Er hastily said. He also turned to Han Ning and said, "Little miss, I will accompany Wuji."

"Do whatever you want," Han Ning coldly threw out that sentence and hurried into the inn.

Mao Penghua hesitated but he chose to enter the inn with Han Ning and co.

After leaving the inn, Mo Wuji patted Ding Bu'Er's shoulder, "Bu'Er, you have a nice comfortable room. Why do you want to follow me and sleep in a tent?"

Bu'Er laughed, "Wuji, do you know why I'm even able to join this trip? Isn't it because of you? I'm very sure that, after we get to the royal capital, and if the little miss gets selected by a sect, there'll be nothing left for me. Previously, in the Thunder Fog Forest, I believe that you did not find the Two-leaved Fire Grass by luck. Since I can't follow the little miss, I can only follow you. Don't ask me to go back to Cheng Yu because I know a certain someone will not go back as well."

"Bu'Er, I can see that you'll have a promising future now that you've chosen to follow me," Mo Wuji joked.

"Mo Xinghe..." A clear, crisp voice interrupted his conversation with Ding Bu'Er.

"Oh, it's Miss Wen. How fortunate to see you here. You're as elegant as always. But can I ask Miss Wen not to call me by my previous name? I have already changed it to Mo Wuji." After leaving Rao Zhou City, Mo Wuji felt like shackles had been removed from him. He no longer had to be worried or afraid about his words and actions. He did not expect that Wen Manzhu would also go to the royal capital. Like Han Ning, she should be a participant of the Spring Immortal's Gate.

"Ah.. Wuji, it's getting late. I should set up the tent before all the good spots get taken away. Enjoy your conversation ah." Ding Bu'Er saw Mo Wuji and Wen Manzhu talking so he found an excuse to leave. He knew about Mo Wuji's situation and that things were awkward between Mo Wuji and Wen Manzhu.

"Sorry, it slipped my mind," Wen Manzhu said apologetically.

She had many doubts in her heart. She was sure she understood Mo Wuji more than anybody else, but in the two recent times that she had met Mo Wuji, she felt like she no longer knew him. She could see that Mo Wuji had changed drastically. In the Cheng Yu Worker's Union, Mo Wuji felt foreign to her, like a knife covered with flour. Now, Mo Wuji was like a knife hidden in a scabbard.

"Wuji... Can we talk?" Wen Manzhu said. In fact, she had wanted to speak with Mo Wuji for a long time.

Ever since Mo Wuji came up the Nine Lives Healing Solution, he nestled in a Prefecture Duke's residence and never came out. She tried to find ways to meet him but she was unsuccessful. She even heard from her father that Mo Wuji gave the Nine Lives Healing Solution formula away to protect himself.

She found it hard to understand. Why was it that there were such huge changes every since Mo Xinghe changed his name?

Mo Wuji laughed nonchalantly, "If the senior beside you doesn't mind, we can talk for as long as you want ah."

[1] 'He' is a surname in this situation.

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Chapter 32: Different Principles

Translator: Sparrow_ Editor: Sparrow, Yuui

By Wen Manzhu's side, was a very handsome man. As they stood beside one another, they definitely gave off the impression of a golden couple. From his temperament, he's clearly not one of Wen Manzhu's attendants.

Wen Manzhu calmly said, "This is the Ninth Prince of the Cheng Yu State, Situ Po. We are in the same group."

So it's the son of that old fella, Situ Qian. Because of his relationship with Situ Qian, Mo Wuji did not have a good impression of Situ Po.

Situ Po gracefully cupped his fists and greeted Mo Wuji, "I've long heard about Drug Refiner Mo's illustrious name. Now that I get to see you in person, I can tell that you are indeed a dragon or a phoenix among men."

Mo Wuji laughed, "Ninth Prince, I don't think you're using these words properly.

Situ Po was slightly startled. According to a normal script, when a prince like him respectfully greets Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji should have been rushing to return the courtesy. At the very least, Mo Wuji shouldn't have spoken in such a manner, right?

"Oh, may I ask Drug Refiner Mo to shed some light on my mistake?" Situ Po maintained his grace as he spoke to Mo Wuji with a gentle smile.

Wen Manzhu was also surprised at Mo Wuji's words. She did not understand why Mo Wuji would offend the Ninth Prince for no apparent reason.

Mo Wuji laughed in his heart. Other people may kowtow to the Situ Clan, but in Mo Wuji's eyes, the SItu Clan was an enemy he would eventually deal with. Mo Wuji was sure that the Situ Qian definitely had a part to play in the fall of the Mo Clan.

Since they're enemies, why was there a need to feign civilities? Furthermore, seeing Wen Manzhu and Situ Po standing beside one another, just like Romeo and Juliet, had put Mo Wuji in a bad mood. This was especially so when Mo Wuji saw the girl acting skittishly around this guy from the Situ Clan.

"Ninth Prince... Firstly, I am not a drug refiner. Everyone knows that the Nine Lives Healing Solution was passed down by my ancestors. You act like you're flattering me but you're simply mocking me. Secondly, I'm a man, so you shouldn't have called me a phoenix. Thirdly, only lords and kings can be called dragons. If I was a dragon, then I will be the Cheng Yu State Lord. Aren't your words rather outrageous? I do not believe that the Ninth Prince actually wants me to be the Cheng Yu State Lord."

Mo Wuji simply said what he wanted and he completely forgot that the phoenix was actually male.

Wen Manzhu pouted her lips but did not speak. She did not refute the flaws in Mo Wuji's logic. Situ Po's face turned ugly as he wondered why his father did not kill this wretch. Unfortunately, he could only think about it in his head as he was not in the position to actually kill Mo Wuji.

"Oh right... Ninth Prince, you're actually very similar to this person I know," When Mo Wuji saw Situ Po's previously graceful face turn ugly, he felt really happy in his heart and he said smilingly.

Situ Po frowned and he did not think Mo Wuji would have anything nice to say. Wen Manzhu also frowned. Mo Wuji seemed to be more and more foreign to her.

Mo Wuji laughed and said, "He goes by the nickname: "The Sly Gentleman", earning this name by behaving like a gentleman while being very good at cheap tricks. [1] He is actually a faction head in a sect which practises the ancient Zixia secret arts."

The Ninth Prince intended to walk away but Mo Wuji's words stopped him. He asked curiously, "Drug Refiner Mo, you actually know of such an expert? Also, what kind of immortal law is the Zixia secret arts? Is it a peerless sword art? [1]"

The Ninth Prince was a participant in the Spring Immortal's Gate. Naturally, he got really excited when he heard that Mo Wuji was acquainted with such a martial expert and he forgot about his previous unhappiness. He did not doubt Mo Wuji's words as Mo Wuji's grandfather, Mo Tiancheng, was also a powerful cultivator. It was very natural for Mo Wuji to meet such powerful figures.

Mo Wuji sighed and said, " 'The Sly Gentleman' is actually called Yue Buqun. The moment I saw the Ninth Prince, I felt that there was an uncanny resemblance between you two. I don't really know much about the Zixia secret arts. But I do know that the gentleman was a very powerful cultivator. After having great successes in the Zixia secret arts, he bravely burned his foundations in it to develop a new cheap trick. Unfortunately, I'm not as brave and persistent as him."

Situ Po humbled himself and bowed to Mo Wuji, "May I ask what's the name of this precious law?"

Mo Wuji looked at Situ Po with a look of 'shock', "The Ninth Prince is really amazing. I did not say anything but you could deduce that the gentleman developed a precious law. Yes, it's called the Sunflower Law. What a pity, the gentleman is no longer here. If he was still alive, he would definitely impart the Sunflower Law to the Ninth Prince because..."

At this point, Mo Wuji paused.

It wasn't just the Ninth Prince, but even Wen Manzhu held her breath and looked expectantly at Mo Wuji, curious to know what he wanted to say next.

After a few seconds, Mo Wuji continued, "Because you two are the same class of people. Ai... What a pity. Unfortunately, I'm not that interested in learning such laws. There were eight words on his manual, but I could only remember six. However, I do not have any regrets because I'm simply a mortal with mortal roots. This precious law is not suitable for a mortal like me. I have many emotions and desires. How can I be a cultivator and detach myself from the mortal life..."

"What are the six words..." Situ Po blurted out.

Mo Wuji looked at Situ Po seriously and said, "While pursuing cultivation, one must first... I only remember these six words. That's all, I'm leaving."

Mo Wuji turned to Wen Manzhu and said, "Miss Wen, I suddenly lost all interest in talking to you. I have too much pressure standing around you. Goodbye."

Seeing Mo Wuji's disappearing back, Situ Po's face displayed various emotions. After a while, he said to Wen Manzhu, "Manzhu, this Brother Mo sure is carefree. He doesn't get dejected despite having mortal roots. When I first found out that my spiritual roots weren't at a high grade, I felt extremely upset. Perhaps you should continue talking with him. After all, you two are old friends. I will go to the inn first."

"Wuji, why did you come back so fast?" Seeing Mo Wuji return, Ding Bu'Er smiled and asked.

"There is little common ground for understanding between persons of differing principles," Mo Wuji faintly replied and he began to help build the tent.

There were too many people heading to Chang Luo. Many other attendants were also staying in tents by the beach.

"Brother! I like your words!" A hearty voice sounded. It belonged to a big, grizzly man who had a huge beard which covered his face. Behind him, was a charming, young woman.

If Wen Manzhu was an unripe green apple, this young woman was an attractive ripe, red apple. If not for the dust around her clothes, she would have appeared to be from nobility.

The bearded man cupped his fists towards Mo Wuji, "My name is Yuan Zhenyi. This is my companion, Aunt Eleven. Your words just now, were really deep. I have some good wine with me, if you do not mind, how about we each have a cup?"

Mo Wuji laughed, "Of course I won't mind. My name is Mo Wuji and my companion here is Ding Bu'Er. We have finished building our tent, please come in."

[1] The Hanyu Pinyin for cheap tricks is Jian Fa, which is also pronounced in the same way as sword arts.

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