Chapter 61: Why Insult Yourself in Public?
Mei Xueyin walked away, leaving behind only Wei Rong and the onlookers. Though Wei Rong had piled up a mountain of expensive and rare materials on the ground, no one dared to pick up anything. They were not afraid of Wei Rong himself but of the Wei Family behind him. Moreover, the head of the Outer Sect's disciplinary hall, Wei Han, was also from the Wei Family.
Though one was from a branch family while the other was from the main lineage, their influence was undeniable.
"What are you all looking at? The show is over," Wei Rong muttered. His head was lowered, and due to the strong rays of sunlight, the area over his nose was covered in shadows, completely obscuring his eyes.
Xu Mo heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Mei Xueyin walk away, finally able to come out of his hiding place. Unfortunately for him, everyone had already left, leaving only the two of them—Wei Rong and himself. Not even a pigeon could be seen in the sky.
"Are you here to mock me?" Wei Rong asked in a cold tone.
Xu Mo was not particularly offended. He might have been if he had not witnessed what had happened earlier. He was no saint, and even sages were sometimes cruel, treating everyone as mere pawns in their grand game.
[You are skipping many steps.]
Xu Mo tucked this small piece of advice into Wei Rong's clenched fist. His fingers, rigid with tension, were effortlessly pried open by Xu Mo. After making sure the paper would not be carried away by the wind, he turned and left, leaving behind a bewildered Wei Rong.
Wei Rong was a respected cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, yet a mere third-level disciple had managed to unclench his fist with ease. More shockingly, Xu Mo had done so effortlessly—without even resorting to using Qi.
"When did such a monster arrive in the Outer Sect? Or is he a body cultivator?" Wei Rong muttered, reading the note Xu Mo had left behind.
Meanwhile, Xu Mo remained unaware of how much his physique had truly improved. Even though he had failed to awaken any special or extra meridians, he was already strong enough to fight above his realm. Although he could only challenge opponents a few minor realms higher, this alone was an achievement most cultivators found difficult.
Since he had no one to test his strength against, Xu Mo only knew that no matter how many times he struck the metal used for training, it did not even blister. As he walked around the Outer Sect, he couldn't help but feel anxious—because that day was approaching.
And he had no idea how to avoid it.
Xu Mo had grown taller once again, and his body had almost become as strong as metal. He then thought that he should at least pay a visit to the young caretaker of the Technique Hall. Otherwise, the man might think that Xu Mo had taken his money and vanished. However, Xue Lingxi had not visited either.
Technique Hall
Xu Mo was about to enter when a familiar figure appeared before him, standing opposite the Young Elder.
Xue Lingxi?
"Here, take this pill. It will help you break through to the Foundation Building realm. And don't worry—it's a top-grade Foundation Building Pill," the Young Elder said casually, taking out a refined jade bottle.
Pill-carrying bottles were an essential item for any cultivator, yet few paid attention to their craftsmanship. This one, though simple in design, bore faint engravings along its body—tiny, intricate patterns that shimmered under the light, faintly suppressing the medicinal energy within.
Made from refined jade stone, the bottle was designed to preserve the potency of its contents. Unlike ordinary containers, these bottles were reinforced with spiritual inscriptions, preventing pills from losing their effectiveness over time. Some high-grade versions even contained internal formations, maintaining a perfect balance of heat and energy to sustain rare elixirs indefinitely.
Xue Lingxi uncorked the lid, a faint herbal fragrance escaping as she peered inside. The scent was neither overwhelming nor sharp, a sign of proper preservation. She tapped the bottle lightly, causing a single pill to roll into her palm—untainted by moisture or air, as pristine as the moment it had been refined.
For most cultivators, these bottles were nothing more than storage. But to alchemists and those who understood the delicate nature of pills, they were more than mere containers; they were guardians of longevity, silent keepers of life-changing medicines that could determine the outcome of battles, breakthroughs, or even life and death itself.
The Young Elder waited, but no system prompt appeared, signaling that the transfer was successful. His gaze flickered cautiously toward Xue Lingxi.
Her appearance was unpleasant to his eyes.
He couldn't understand how someone like her could be a major antagonist in this world. Wasn't it common practice that even a third-rate villain would have looks above average? Then why was this Xue Lingxi so ugly?
Jiang Ren—the Young Elder—did his best to conceal his disgust, but before an old monster like Xue Lingxi, his efforts were futile.
"Why would I use this kind of trash to establish my foundation? If it were a supreme-grade pill, then I might have considered it. But this is merely a top-grade pill. And why would this guy give me something for free? Does he have some ulterior motive?"
Xue Lingxi had learned the hard way that everything in this world came at a cost.
Even if someone was being kind to you, it might simply be because they were envious of your position—not you. And if that position were to be taken away one day, then all those so-called followers would abandon you, regardless of whether your strength remained unchanged.
In the end, it made no difference.
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