Mu Feiyu’s eyes blazed with fury. He was so close to succeeding, so close to striking Shen Haoran down. He was about to have Shen Haoran under his foot, begging him for rcy! But just at the last mont, he was stopped by this youth who appeared out of nowhere. His rage burned, and he wished he could tear apart the stone-faced man in front of him!
However, the atmosphere below the stage was now incredibly strange. Upon seeing Long Mo’s face, so of the older disciples’ expressions darkened before they turned on their heels and fled. They looked as if they had just seen so kind of evil god or malevolent spirit!
"What’s going on?" So of the new disciples who had co to watch the show were completely dumbfounded. ’What the hell? Why is everyone running away?’
"Holy shit, you don’t know? That’s Long Mo! He’s one of the top three disciples of the younger generation in the Five Elents Sect! And he’s fiercely protective. If he finds out we were bullying a disciple from the Red Fla Hall, he’ll definitely break our legs. I’m telling you, you’d better run too!" An older disciple didn’t have ti to explain further. After saying his piece, he turned and bolted, running as fast as his legs could carry him!
Prompted by the older disciples, the new students finally understood. Even those who didn’t fully grasp the situation followed the crowd, collectively fleeing from Red Fla Peak.
Watching the square empty out in an instant, Shen Haoran was also taken aback. ’Just what kind of fearso reputation does this Long Mo have to scare everyone off like that?’
At this mont, Mu Feiyu, who had long since been blinded by rage, pointed at Long Mo’s nose and cursed, "Get the hell out of my way!"
Seeing Mu Feiyu’s bloodshot eyes, Long Mo actually frowned, a rare sight.
"I said, leave this place!" Long Mo said coldly, his murderous aura instantly enveloping Mu Feiyu.
Caught in Long Mo’s aura, the enraged Mu Feiyu was abruptly jolted. A chill shot up his spine, and cold sweat instantly drenched his clothes. He sobered up, staring at Long Mo in terror. In that instant, it was as if he saw the Grim Reaper beckoning to him.
"Disappear. Before I regret this," Long Mo said, his eyes narrowing as a dangerous glint flashed within them.
Terrified, Mu Feiyu couldn’t help but take a step back. He shot a venomous glare at Shen Haoran, then leaped off the stage and vanished from their sight within a few breaths.
Seeing Mu Feiyu leave, Long Mo turned around and nodded at Shen Haoran.
"Thanks," Shen Haoran said, rubbing his aching chest.
"Thanks? You’re not going to bla for interfering?" Long Mo stared at Shen Haoran, then continued, "I probably saved that kid’s life, didn’t I? The attack you were preparing... I don’t think he could have blocked it."
Hearing this, Shen Haoran paused for a mont, then gave a noncommittal smile. "Is Elder Huo looking for ?"
"Yes. Follow ," Long Mo nodded and started walking deeper into Red Fla Peak.
"Huh? Right now? I’m covered in injuries. Can’t I rest for a bit?" Shen Haoran complained with a pained expression.
"Oh, right. I forgot to tell you, Elder Huo hates waiting for people more than anything. If you make him wait too long, you’ll have to face the consequences..."
Hearing this, Shen Haoran rolled his eyes and said, "You go back and tell that old man Huo that I love making people wait. How dare he put on airs with !" With that, Shen Haoran turned and walked into his small courtyard to tend to his wounds, leaving a stunned Long Mo standing there, utterly dumbfounded.
「So ti later」
Shen Haoran finally arrived at Elder Huo’s Palace, but only after he had taken a bath, changed his clothes, and popped so pills.
"You little brat! You actually dared to put on airs with !" Elder Huo grumbled upon seeing Shen Haoran’s slightly pale face. No one had ever dared to stand him up before. But when it ca to Shen Haoran, Elder Huo was truly at a loss. He was still counting on this kid to help him turn things around.
Sure enough, Shen Haoran ignored Elder Huo’s complaints, found a stool for himself, and sat down. He asked casually, "Alright, old man Huo, what did you want for?"
The mont those words left his mouth, Long Mo, who was standing to the side, felt his eye twitch. Although there were only two disciples in the Red Fla Hall—him and his younger brother, Long Zhen—Elder Huo was notoriously strict. Even soone as aloof as Long Mo had to greet Elder Huo with the utmost respect. Who would ever dare to call him "old man"?
Elder Huo’s mouth twitched as well. ’This kid is showing absolutely no respect, calling that in front of my own disciple!’
"Ahem... I’ve sought you out for a good reason, of course!" Elder Huo said with a dry cough.
"A good reason? Give a break, that’s what you said when you tricked into coming here! By the way, where’s that Fire Manipulation Technique you were going to teach ?" Shen Haoran shot Elder Huo a look.
"Well... I’ve been a bit busy lately. I promise, as soon as you help with this matter, I’ll give you the Fire Manipulation Technique right away!" Elder Huo said, his old face flushing red.
"Not happening! Teach the Fire Manipulation Technique first!" Shen Haoran refused instantly without a second thought.
"Hey, you little brat, I’m doing this for your own good! This trip might even give you the chance to advance to a Spirit General!" Elder Huo, so angry his beard was twitching at the sight of the utterly unreceptive Shen Haoran, tried to entice him.
"Advance to a Spirit General? I just broke through to a Tier Nine Spirit Pupil. It can’t happen that fast. Stop trying to fool !" Shen Haoran said with a look of disbelief.
"Fool you? Why would I fool you? Ever heard of the Thousand Illusions Spirit Potion? A single drop is enough to help you advance to a Spirit General. Help with this, and the Thousand Illusions Spirit Potion is yours!"
Elder Huo watched Shen Haoran, waiting for his answer.
"The Thousand Illusions Spirit Potion!" Shen Haoran exclaid. He never thought Elder Huo would use such a Heavenly and Earthly Treasure to tempt him.
The Thousand Illusions Spirit Potion was a product brewed over a thousand years by the Thousand Illusion Nine Dragon Flower. And the Thousand Illusion Nine Dragon Flower was a Supre Treasure Level Spirit dicine! Through his studies with Elder Yan, Shen Haoran had also learned that Spirit dicines were divided into Levels, from bottom to top: Low Level, Middle Level, High Level, Treasure Level, and Legendary Level. A Supre Treasure Level Spirit dicine was sothing that even a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse would covet, and the Thousand Illusion Nine Dragon Flower was an Upper Grade Spirit dicine even among those of the Supre Treasure Level. The places where it grew were guarded by at least one Tier Seven, or even Tier Eight, Spirit Beast, making the chances of obtaining the Thousand Illusions Spirit Potion minuscule. On the market, it was a priceless treasure that couldn’t be bought even if one had the money.
Furthermore, the effects of the Thousand Illusions Spirit Potion were fatally tempting to Martial Artists. Setting aside the sheer amount of Energy the Thousand Illusion Nine Dragon Flower accumulated over a thousand years, the single fact that it could temper a person’s Spiritual Thought was enough to make countless Martial Artists desire it. One’s Spiritual Thought was innate. Aside from the growth that ca with breakthroughs, there was almost no other way to strengthen it. Yet, the Thousand Illusions Spirit Potion could enhance the very essence of one’s Spiritual Thought. For a Martial Artist, an improvent in Spiritual Thought was like being reborn, and the benefits were self-evident.
Seeing the fervent look in Shen Haoran’s eyes, Elder Huo knew he had a chance. He imdiately continued, "Actually, this matter isn’t difficult. I just need you to attend an auction and bid on an item for . And as it happens, the Thousand Illusions Spirit Potion will also be up for auction! What do you say? Are you interested?"
"Alright, I’ll go!" Shen Haoran agreed after a mont’s thought. ’If I can really get my hands on the Thousand Illusions Spirit Potion, then making a trip is no big deal!’
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