Chapter 539: Ye Mo in the Eyes of Others

Translator: Timothy Editor: GlobeGlotter

“Hmm? We’re already at Wu Yi Mountain?” Yan Yu looked around and suddenly realized. How could she have woken up in Wu Yi Mountain?

Although she had many questions, she knew Ye Mo probably wouldn't answer them. It was strange that she had fallen asleep suddenly last night. Although inexperienced in this world, she knew some people possessed special powers and disliked being questioned about them.

So, when Yan Yu woke up, she didn't ask anything. She simply thanked Ye Mo and led him to Yinyun Valley.

The valley was far away; Ye Mo was sure he couldn't have found it without Yan Yu's guidance. They walked a long time across Wu Yi Mountain before Yan Yu led Ye Mo into a mist-covered place.

Upon arriving at Lian Hang Jing Zhai, Ye Mo felt it was worse than Serenity’s. This sect was far more famous than Serenity, yet its territory was in poor condition.

Ye Mo looked around. The place was dilapidated, and few sect members were present. The incident two months prior had clearly had a great impact.

Yan Yu’s master, an old woman in her sixties, lay on a bed, looking frail and fatigued. Upon hearing of Martial Sister Mei’s death, she remained silent, but her sadness was evident.

“Master, this is Ye-Qianbei. I invited him to treat you,” Yan Yu carefully wiped the old nun’s eyes and explained.

“Ye Mo?” It was actually Ye Mo! A glimmer of hope appeared in the master’s eyes. Although she struggled to sit up, her physical state prevented her. Yan Yu quickly helped her.

She had heard of Ye Mo. To the outer hidden sects, he was infamous.

“Young Hero Ye, Xiao Yu is immature and troubled you to come—my apologies,” the old nun said. Unlike Yan Yu, she dared invite Ye Mo? If he became angry, he could easily annihilate their sect.

She didn’t want to offend Ye Mo. After all, they were far from the Big Six among the outer hidden sects.

Ye Mo was speechless. He had been in the city too long and was unfamiliar with titles like “young hero” and “qianbei.”

Ye Mo sensed the nun was seriously injured. Without a lotus life pill, curing her would consume vast amounts of chi. Ye Mo disliked trouble, and since Yan Yu had provided him with many herbs, he might as well give her a pill.

“I don’t dare claim the title of young hero; it sounds strange. If you approve, call me Ye Mo,” Ye Mo waved his hand.

The elder insisted, “You mustn’t say that, Young Hero Ye. My Buddhist name is Qing Yan. Martial Sister Qing Hui, greet Young Hero Ye…”

Ye Mo knew Qing Yan perceived him as someone who used only force, so he remained silent. Her apprehension stemmed not from fear of him, but from fear he would cause trouble. She likely blamed Yan Yu’s immaturity for bringing him.

Ye Mo sighed. The longer he stayed, the more uneasy they would become. He looked at the distraught Yan Yu and said, “I came because Xiao Yu helped me, so I’m simply returning the favor by treating Qing Yan.”

“Young Hero Ye, I know my wounds are incurable. Xiao Yu and Xiao Mei insisted on finding the Tian Dan Flower, but even that wouldn't fully cure me. Young Hero Ye is destined for great things. Because of your relationship with Xiao Yu, please look after our sect,” Qing Yan said.

Ye Mo was speechless. Was his reputation that bad among these hidden sects? He sensed she didn't truly want him to take care of their sect. She meant, ‘Since you’re destined for great things, all will be well as long as you don’t trouble our small sect.’

‘Am I some big bad wolf?’ Though he didn’t care about this dying nun.

Yan Yu was also uneasy. She wasn't an idiot. Her master and martial uncle’s expressions indicated she shouldn't have brought Ye Mo.

Ye Mo didn’t want to say anything more, so he produced a lotus life pill and said to Xiao Yu, “Xiao Yu, this pill should cure your master. Give it to her.”

“Young Hero Ye—” Qing Yan didn't want to owe Ye Mo, even if her condition didn't improve.

But before she finished, Ye Mo stopped her, “Half your meridians are broken, and your dantian shows cracks. If not me, no one can save you.”

Hearing this, Qing Yan was shocked into silence. Ye Mo hadn't touched her, yet knew the extent of her injuries, and claimed he could cure her. What kind of immortal pill was this?

Yan Yu, worried about her master, quickly placed the pill in her mouth. Qing Yan felt it melt and be absorbed.

Immediately, a cool sensation spread as her broken meridians began to heal. Still shocked, she heard Ye Mo say, “Qing Yan, perform meridian cycles, and you'll recover 80% within the hour.”

Qing Yan obeyed.

Half an hour later, even Yan Yu noticed her master's significant recovery.

One hour later, Qing Yan breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought she was dying, yet in the legendary Ye Mo’s hands, she recovered in an hour. She only needed a few days’ rest.

Qing Yan was astonished. Ye Mo was a mighty killer, but also a mighty savior. She owed him and quickly said, “Thank you, Young Hero Ye, you saved my life. I apologize for my prejudice.”

Yan Yu and Qing Hui also thanked Ye Mo. Ye Mo waved his hand, “Since Qing Yan is fine, I must go. We’ll meet again if fate allows.”

Seeing Ye Mo leave, Qing Yan and Qing Hui felt embarrassed. They had been wary, but he had only come to help.

“Young Hero Ye, please stay for lunch. We’re grateful for your help but have nothing valuable and are moving. We'll have difficulty thanking you later,” Qing Hui said.

Ye Mo smiled, “I came for Yan Yu’s Tian Dang Flower. I don’t require payment. But this place is nice and hidden; why are you moving?”

“Sigh—We were almost annihilated two months ago, and my disciple was killed. This place isn't suitable anymore,” Qing Yan sighed.

Ye Mo thought, ‘My Luo Yue City needs more people. Wouldn't Qing Yan be interested in relocating her sect there?’

However, he didn't know how to invite them. If these nuns thought he was scheming, it wouldn't be good. So, he casually asked, “Who did you offend two months ago to bring such calamity?”