Chapter 312: You Need to Be Responsible

Ye Mo smiled. “I think you should go take a shower first.”

Luo Xuan exclaimed, realizing her body was covered in dirt and grime. She quickly rushed into her room. An hour later, she walked out in white robes, her spiritual beauty intensified. She looked fresher, otherworldly, and even more mature. An ordinary person beside her would feel embarrassed.

Ye Mo, of course, was no ordinary person. He looked at Luo Xuan, her ethereal temperament evident, and said, “Your cultivation method isn’t bad. You actually possess some immortal essence. It’s far better than normal methods.”

At this moment, Luo Xuan knew Ye Mo wasn't ordinary. She walked before him and bowed. “Mo brother, thank you. I know you’re extraordinary. Please forgive my insolence. My cultivation method is indeed top-tier, but sect laws prevent me from telling you. I’m sorry; I misunderstood you. Please forgive me.”

If someone told Luo Xuan that Ye Mo frequented streetwalkers, she wouldn’t believe it.

Ye Mo smiled. “Don’t worry about the misunderstandings. To you, it doesn’t matter what sort of person I am. Although your cultivation method isn’t bad, it’s nothing in my eyes. At most, you’ll have this immortal temperament in later stages, but that’s it. First, you can’t achieve long life; second, you can’t ascend to a higher realm. Such a cultivation method—do you think I’d be interested?”

“Mo brother?” Luo Xuan looked at him in surprise. Though she knew he was a master, she was shocked by his words. Her cultivation method was precious, even in the entire small dimension. Many people dreamed of obtaining it.

Ye Mo laughed proudly. “There’s no point in discussing this. If you tell me your location or how to get in, I’ll give you a face-preserving pill and a lotus life seed. Do you know what a face-preserving pill is? It prevents aging. The lotus life seed heals any injury. How about it? It’s a good trade.”

Luo Xuan’s face changed. She immediately shook her head. “I don’t want your pills. You mustn’t try to enter the small world. Even with greater heaven state power, you’ll be killed…”

Suddenly, she picked up her phone, worried. “My martial sister is calling. I’m going. Remember, Broken Seven Stars, Heaven Control Position. Don’t go there.” Then, Luo Xuan ran out, her bag clutched like a thief.

Ye Mo chuckled. Luo Xuan was interesting, telling him indirectly in the end: Broken Seven Stars, Heaven Control Position. Was that the entrance to the small world? If so, he wouldn’t find it without someone telling him, unless his spirit sense covered an entire country or planet.

But even in the cultivation realm, few possessed planet-spanning spirit sense, much less him.

Ye Mo had planned to give Luo Xuan the pills, but since she’d left, he decided to deal with the thing upstairs and leave Chun An tomorrow.

He stood by the elevator and pressed the button. The elevator ascended slowly from level one, but before reaching level eight, Luo Xuan ran back quickly.

“You’re not going upstairs, are you?” she asked in surprise, seeing him at the elevator door.

Ye Mo nodded. “I am. Didn’t your martial sister call? Why did you come back?”

The elevator stopped at level eight. Luo Xuan quickly grabbed his arms. “That thing is really strong. Even I can’t see it. You shouldn’t go up. My martial sister wants to meet tonight. Can you go with me to that qian bei’s place today?”

“Okay, but I’m leaving tomorrow. Aren’t you scared to be here alone?” Ye Mo asked.

Luo Xuan shook her head. “I might leave tonight. My martial sister calling means something’s happened.”

“In that case, I’ll give you these two pills. Your qi recovery pill isn’t worth much, but I can’t make these pills without it, so I’m grateful.” Ye Mo was telling the truth. He thanked her not only for the pills, but for risking her life to tell him the hidden sect's entrance. If caught, she would be dead.

“These are too precious. I can’t take them.” Though she wanted the face-preserving pill, she didn’t dare carry something so valuable.

Ye Mo still pressed the pills on her. He saw the yearning in her eyes. He didn’t give her any magic artifacts, believing three pills sufficient repayment.

“Luo Xuan, you’re not going to let him go with you, right?” As they left, a girl stopped them. Ye Mo recognized her—the girl who’d fetched Luo Xuan when he drank soy milk.

“Yes, thank you, Zi Yun. This makes your mission easier,” Luo Xuan said.

Zi Yun looked strangely at Ye Mo and whispered to Luo Xuan, “Luo Xuan, you’ve changed. You’re prettier, and there’s something I can’t describe. Don’t tell me you slept with him? Is he your boyfriend? But I don’t think he’s reliable.”

Luo Xuan’s face flushed. She slapped Zi Yun’s hand. “Zi Yun, what are you talking about? We’re just neighbors. It’s not as dirty as you think.”

“Are you sure he wasn’t with you last night?” Zi Yun said suspiciously.

Luo Xuan opened her mouth but couldn’t say anything. Ye Mo had indeed been at her apartment last night.

Seeing Luo Xuan’s expression, Zi Yun had an “I knew it” look. But instead of continuing, she addressed Ye Mo. “I know you’re not reliable. I don’t know what luck you had to make Luo Xuan follow you, but she’s a good girl, very innocent. Since you did it, you need to be responsible.”

Luo Xuan quickly pulled Zi Yun aside. “Stop saying that. We’re going. Zi Yun, goodbye.”

In her two years at Chun An University, Zi Yun was her closest friend. Leaving tonight with her martial sister made her feel guilty.

“Wait a bit,” Zi Yun grabbed Luo Xuan. “Your big sister has good eyes. When I got close to him, he smelled really nice, refreshing. He probably doesn’t sleep around. I wish you happiness, Luo Xuan.”

Though Ye Mo didn’t want to hear this, his keen hearing prevented him from avoiding it. He smiled faintly and didn’t mind.

“Mo brother, let’s go. Zi Yun was talking nonsense. Don’t worry about it,” Luo Xuan quickly pulled Ye Mo into a taxi and left.

…

The An Chun Huo family, though not a major family in China, was famous in Chun An. Everyone in the Huo family lived long lives. Huo Quou, the family head, was 100 years old, yet reportedly very healthy. The Huo Chemical Industries company was among the world’s top 500.

Though the Huo family lacked political influence, it ruled Chun An.

When Ye Mo saw Huo Quou, he could hardly believe he was 100. He looked like he was in his 60s. This meant he could live for at least 20 more years.

He was a black level peak stage master. Ye Mo hadn’t expected him to be an ancient martial arts cultivator. He didn’t know how Luo Xuan knew Huo Quou, but thinking of the Zhang family’s Zhang Zhihui, he sighed. Masters hid among civilians.

If he hadn’t seen it himself, he wouldn’t believe such a master existed in a normal city like Chun An.

“Grandpa Huo, I wanted to wait for your birthday to come with Master Zhu, but I’m leaving Chun An in a few days, so I came to greet you. This painting is for you. I wish you a long life,” Luo Xuan said, presenting an ancient painting.

Ye Mo praised her. He hadn’t seen this obedient, sweet side of her before. But from her tone, he knew she knew Huo Quou through a teacher named Zhu.

Huo Quou laughed and took the painting. “Not bad, not bad. Such an intelligent, pretty, and kind girl. Old Zhu said you wanted to see my collection. Fine. Come, I’ll take you to the library. After you see the books, we can chat… Hmm, who is this?”

He looked at Ye Mo. Luo Xuan blushed and explained, “Grandpa Huo, this is Mo Ying, my boyfriend. He came with me.”

“Your boyfriend? Sigh, Huo Que, this boy doesn’t have good fortune,” Huo Quou casually scanned Ye Mo, a sliver of astuteness flashing in his eyes.

Ye Mo had planned to give a gift, but seeing that glance, he abandoned the idea. The old man had killing intent in his eyes.