Chapter 729: Can't Let Go

Ye Mo tested his luck, and this time, his spirit sense wasn't repelled by the golden dot. His previous failures were due to his weak spirit sense.

However, the moment his spirit sense entered, his chi and spirit sense were instantly absorbed, just as before. Ye Mo cursed, attempting to withdraw his spirit sense, but it vanished.

Expecting to faint again, he instead found himself in a grey world, a torrent of information flooding his mind. A faint sound echoed in his brain, then his consciousness was ejected from the golden dot.

Ye Mo rejoiced; his guess was correct—it was a world within the golden dot, a grey world. He only needed to recover his lost chi and spirit sense; his weakness was the sole impediment.

He began to recover using spirit chi, but then he was stunned. The information implanted in his brain coalesced.

“The world was formed from chaos, matter exists forever. Strengthen life and nourish the spirit, so mind and spirit reach the truth. Contemplate the spirit, harness the liquid, the gate of fortune.” The verse was indelibly imprinted on his mind, followed by the words "Primordial Fortune Chant."

Ye Mo stood up in shock. A cultivation method? He understood the words—an extremely high-level technique he'd never encountered. As a cultivator on the Luo Yue Continent, his cultivation method was quite ordinary.

This chant was incomparably superior; even without foundation establishment, he could condense spirit chi into spirit essence. It was a no-element cultivation method, extremely rare and precious. On Luo Yue Continent, such a method had once caused the annihilation of countless sects and the deaths of numerous masters. He possessed such a thing—discovery would mean certain death.

The information, however, only reached the foundation establishment stage.

“Perhaps my power is too low to access the rest,” Ye Mo murmured, slowly sitting down. The suddenness of it all demanded reflection on his future cultivation path.

Re-reading the complete method, he calmed down. It was ideally suited to his eight-element mixed spirit root, but with significant drawbacks. The resources required were astronomical; reaching a certain level with the resources of his current realm would be nearly impossible.

Secondly, he'd have to abandon his current power—a difficult decision. He'd finally reached stage 6; abandoning his cultivation meant he might never regain it, even with this new method.

Thirdly, the method stopped at foundation establishment. He didn't know if he could attain the later stages, or even if he could access them once he reached a certain level.

What if he could?

Ultimately, Ye Mo decided against cultivating the Primordial Fortune Chant. He needed his current power for protection. Without abundant resources, it was unusable.

He did, however, think of Mu Xiaoyun. She lacked a cultivation method, and this one was suitable for her. Despite its resource demands, finding a method for her made him happy.

Mu Xiaoyun greeted him joyfully upon his return, having been worried about his prolonged absence.

“Xiaoyun, did Ji Yilan visit again?” Ye Mo sensed Ji Yilan's recent departure.

Mu Xiaoyun nodded. “Yes, several times. I refused; I want to stay with my husband. Today, she came looking for you. I said you were in solitary training. She'll return tomorrow.”

“Xiaoyun, I found a cultivation method for you. I'll teach you; you can begin cultivating. I'm going out; wait for me.”

Mu Xiaoyun immediately panicked, grabbing his hand. “Ye Babe, are you leaving? I'm coming with you.”

Ye Mo hugged her. “You're safe here. We need cultivation resources; without them, we'll remain like this forever. Your power is weak, and I'm going to a dangerous place. Remember, I came here to find resources.”

“Ye Babe, isn't this good? Growing old together? Why cultivate? I'm happy now.” Mu Xiaoyun didn't want him to leave.

Ye Mo stroked her hair. “Xiaoyun, I want to grow old with you, too. But I love you too much; a few decades isn't enough. I want to be with you forever. Even if we want peace, others won't let us have it. Without cultivation, I'd have been dead long ago.”

“Ye Babe, I… I really don't want to leave your side,” Mu Xiaoyun sobbed, knowing his resolve. He was right; without power, they would be dead.

“Xiaoyun, I'll teach you the Primordial Fortune Chan—” Ye Mo was interrupted by Mu Xiaoyun's kiss. His departure was unbearable; she couldn't let go. It was her first initiative.

Ye Mo was surprised by her action. Whatever he had to say could wait. Their clothes were removed. Mu Xiaoyun, realizing her actions in the daylight, blushed deeply. Her fear of loss overwhelmed her.

Before Ye Mo, she'd never been this happy.

Ye Mo wiped her tears. He considered taking her, but couldn't guarantee their safety in Wu Wen Mountain.

…

“Xiaoyun, trust me, I'm just getting herbs. Wait for me. I'll take you with me when I return.” Afternoon arrived after their passionate encounter, but Ye Mo still comforted Mu Xiaoyun in his arms.