Chapter 1087: Who Told You?

Ye Mo’s eyes turned cold. A mere Hollow Spirit State primary stage cultivator dared to yell at him. Before he could respond, Jing Yingli produced her jade flute, unleashing her power before sneering at the offender. “Who do you think you are? What does what Xiaomo says have to do with you? Why be a rat?”

Ye Mo recognized that Jing Yingli was on the verge of a breakthrough. He felt immense gratitude that she had returned to help him before her ascension to the Hollow Spirit State.

“Who are you?” the pill master, eager to curry favor with Ji Youting and Qi Yang, reproached Ye Mo, highlighting his status as a solo cultivator.

Jing Yingli sneered. “You don’t deserve to know who I am, sycophantic trash.”

The pill master’s face flushed, and he moved to attack, but Ji Youting interjected with a smile. “If I’m not mistaken, you must be Jing Yingli of the Abstruse Sound Sect.”

The Hollow Spirit State cultivator, upon hearing the sect’s name, trembled, his anger instantly dissolving.

“Yes, Jing Yingli greets Sheng Ting Pill King,” Jing Yingli quickly saluted. Although Ji Youting hailed from the 8-Star Sect, his status as a Pill King was superior; she dared not be disrespectful. A level four Pill King commanded the deference of all sects, the Abstruse Sound Sect being no exception.

Ji Youting smiled, nodded, and wove a few hand signs. The Spirit Weaving Pill recipe materialized in the air. He then saluted, saying, “Although I believe this pill is impossible to make, given Hu Wen Pill King’s certainty, I will show everyone this recipe. The pill king who can concoct this pill, I will gladly serve as their master, and the Heaven Herb Lake’s herb garden will be freely accessible to them.”

This announcement ignited the atmosphere. Most cultivators believed the Spirit Weaving Pill impossible, but the prospect of Ji Youting as a master, with access to the herb garden, was undeniably tempting.

Jing Yingli looked at Ye Mo with curiosity, but he sneered with disdain. Ji Youting could dream of having him as a disciple. While he desired the herb garden, it held little importance after his substantial earnings from the Truth Fall Palace.

Frankly, Ji Youting’s actions left a sour taste in Ye Mo’s mouth. He hadn't even sought Gu Wenqian's permission before publicizing the recipe. While presented as an opportunity for study, it was clearly inconsiderate of Gu Wenqian, revealing Ji Youting’s self-centered nature.

Despite the widespread belief in its impossibility, pill masters still attempted to concoct the pill. Ye Mo, losing interest, prepared to leave when Gu Wenqian approached, saluting with his fists. “Pill Master Luo, when everyone thought I was bluffing, why do you believe my claim?”

Ye Mo smiled. “If I said I admire Brother Gu and believe you, would you believe me?”

Gu Wenqian chuckled self-deprecatingly. “Although I’m a level two Pill King, I’m no different from a solo cultivator. I’m not famous; I wouldn’t believe Pill Master Luo would admire me.”

Ye Mo revealed his hands. “Then that’s right. I believe it can be made into a pill, just as you say, Brother Gu.”

“But it would be incredibly difficult, even for a Pill King, to form a spirit chi whirlpool within a cauldron, let alone inside a pill, and use it to preserve the Spirit Attraction Herb's medicinal properties? If Pill Master Ye knows the answer, please enlighten me.” Gu Wenqian knew the pill was made but not how.

Ye Mo sensed Gu Wenqian’s genuine curiosity and desire for an answer, devoid of any condescension despite his status as a Spirit Pill Master. Ye Mo smiled but didn’t answer, instead turning to Jing Yingli. “Martial Sister Jing, let’s go.”

Despite Gu Wenqian’s sincerity, Ye Mo wouldn't so readily divulge the secret of the Spirit Weaving Pill. In a stable situation, it would be a money-making machine. The higher the level of a pill, the easier it was not always to sell; money from the general public was the most lucrative. He planned to use the Spirit Weaving Pill to develop Mo Yue City; revealing the process to Gu Wenqian was out of the question, however amiable he appeared.

Jing Yingli followed without hesitation. Feng Ling, engrossed in studying the recipe, didn’t notice their departure. Ji Youting frowned, observing Ye Mo. His motivation in revealing the recipe and offering himself as a master was to compel Ye Mo to concoct the pill. Ye Mo’s confident reply to Jing Yingli led him to question how a level 7 Spirit Pill Master could have such faith in the pill, especially without having seen the recipe.

But Ye Mo left without hesitation. Ji Youting reflected that, as only a level seven Spirit Pill Master, Ye Mo’s affirmation might have been a display of confidence rather than genuine belief.

Yi Pandie bid farewell to Jing Yingli. The pill masters in the Pill Rest Tower continued their study. Gu Wenqian, frowning as he watched Ye Mo leave, fell into thought. After a while, his expression drastically changed, and he immediately gave chase.

“Ye Mo, did you really concoct the Spirit Weaving Pill?” Jing Yingli asked quietly, some distance away.

Ye Mo knew he couldn't hide it. He hadn’t realized the commercial potential of the Spirit Weaving Pill when he created it, but now he did. His only regret was his lack of land and power to market it. Since Jing Yingli asked, there was no need for secrecy; she knew many of his secrets already. If she wished to betray him, she would have done so by now.

He nodded. “Yes, I made it, and when I have sufficient power, I plan to introduce it in Mo Yue City.”

This wasn't the first time Jing Yingli had been astonished by Ye Mo's capabilities. The problem that baffled numerous Pill Kings and Ancient Pill Kings had been easily solved by him.

Suddenly, Ye Mo saw a cultivator approaching. Jing Yingli noticed it shortly after. Her respect for Ye Mo deepened; despite being a higher power level, he had noticed the pursuit before her. The cultivator was level two Pill King Gu Wenqian, who immediately knelt before Ye Mo.

Ye Mo was shocked; this was unacceptable in Pill City. He quickly pulled Gu Wenqian up, but their actions had already been observed.

“Hu Wen Pill King, what are you doing?” Jing Yingli stared at Gu Wenqian in shock. A Hollow Spirit State peak stage cultivator kneeling before a level seven Spirit Pill Master and Nascent Soul State cultivator was unheard of.

Before Gu Wenqian could speak, Ye Mo stopped him. “No need to speak now. If you wish to speak, come with me; otherwise, never speak to me again.” He knew Gu Wenqian had identified him and needed to remove him from the public eye first.

Gu Wenqian calmed down, nodded, and quietly said, “Yes, Qian Bei.”

Upon reaching Ye Mo’s yard, Gu Wenqian’s eyes blazed with fervor at the sight of the level five defense formation. Xin Zhida was still practicing pill concoction, so Ye Mo didn't call her. He activated the formation, then, entering the yard, asked, “Hu Wen Pill King, who told you?”