Chapter 766: Luo Yin’s Old Home

Translator: Timothy_ Editor: GlobeGlotter

The Purple Snow Seed wasn't necessary for reaching the Golden Core state; it was a top-grade healing herb superior to the Thousand Year Snow Lotus seed. It could be consumed directly or made into a Purple Snow Pill. This pill increased the chances of reaching Foundation Establishment, but its potency was far weaker than a Foundation Establishment Pill, and just as difficult to make. Consequently, it was rarely used for this purpose.

Ji Mei had claimed Feng Neng prevented her from reaching the Golden Core stage, yet he had consumed the Purple Snow Seed. Something was amiss.

Regardless, Ye Mo knew the Sea Merchant Clan sought trouble. Feng Neng had controlled Ji Mei, but with her powers restored, Feng Neng would be her first target. Ye Mo needed to do nothing.

He dared not scan the adjacent room with his spirit sense. Even his powerful Three Birth Chant was no match for a peak Foundation Establishment martial artist.

Ye Mo poured tea and sat, realizing that if Ji Mei truly was at peak Foundation Establishment, he would be caught and killed. He might as well remain seated; there was no immediate conflict.

Considering this, Ye Mo concealed his cultivation essence. A spirit sense scan would reveal only an ordinary Great Heaven Tertiary Stage martial artist.

He hadn't sat long before noticing an incoming spirit sense, clearly assessing his situation. It was, at most, at Chi Gathering peak. Had she exaggerated her strength to intimidate him?

A knock came. What must happen, would happen. Ye Mo opened the door to Ji Mei, instantly recognizing her restored power.

Seeing Ye Mo's frown, Ji Mei smiled. “Thank you for these past few days, Master. I shouldn't disturb you so late, but I'm leaving. I won't be able to serve you in the future, so I came to say goodbye.”

Ye Mo relaxed; she didn't intend to kill him.

After a silence, and with Ye Mo offering no comment on her strange behavior or her departure, Ji Mei asked, “Master, what do you think of my looks?”

Ye Mo, bewildered, replied, “You’re very pretty.”

“Oh,” Ji Mei smiled enticingly. “But I heard you’re very lustful. Since you find me pretty, why didn't you let me stay the night?”

Ye Mo sneered. Knowing she sought a pretext to kill him, he said, “No wonder Brother Fu didn't want you to follow him. It's only been a few days, and you've already shown your true self. I suspect your earlier beaten act was a sham. But even if I am lustful, I'm not interested in a woman like you.”

He thought of Mu Xiaoyun's genuine affection—Ji Mei couldn't replicate that.

Ji Mei was stunned, momentarily angered, then composed.

She sighed. “I heard you killed countless masters for your girl and that you were very lustful, but rumors are unreliable. I was coerced, truly beaten. You and Fu Wu are both good people. You're at Great Heaven Tertiary Stage, yet you killed so many Great Heaven peak masters. You're truly talented in ancient martial arts.”

Ji Mei launched a fireball, stating plainly, “Although you’re not bad, killing you would be easy. But seeing you’re honest, I’ll let you go.”

She directed the fireball at the tea table.

Ye Mo realized he'd overestimated her. The fireball was far weaker than his own. She was only at Chi Gathering peak, not peak Foundation Establishment.

He sneered. “I've never needed mercy. I control my own life.”

A Chi Gathering peak woman posed no threat. If she attacked, he would kill her.

Ji Mei laughed. “They say capable men are prideful. It seems true. But I said I'd have mercy, and I will. One word of advice: be humble. Otherwise, you might not even know how you die. You're lucky I'm in a good mood today.”

She vanished.

Ye Mo sneered. Ji Mei lacked systematic knowledge. Although at Chi Gathering peak, she was uninformed in many areas.

He recalled the cultivator from the South Pole, also from Xin Jia Mountain, as was this woman. Were they together? No, the man mentioned a martial brother, not a woman.

He dismissed the thought; it was inconsequential. He left the town, mounting his flying sword and soaring into the night.

Ji Mei, on the roof, had a sudden thought. Returning to Ye Mo's room, she was stunned. He'd been there moments ago—how had he vanished?

She sneered. “Trying to run? If I want you, you'll come back obediently. I planned to let it go, but since you're running, you'll serve me for a few days.”

She scanned her spirit sense, reaching 8-9 kilometers. Her face changed drastically. No sign of Ye Mo within range. Half a minute since leaving his room—how could he be over 9 kilometers away?

She decided to go to Gan Tong City, delaying her return to Xin Jia Mountain. She believed Ye Mo was heading to Gan Tong City and needed to understand why.

Ye Mo didn't go to Gan Tong City. He went to Shi Feng Village, within Gan Tong City's jurisdiction. Luo Yin, before joining the hidden sects, was called Shi Jingqin.

Luo Yin now rested in a jade coffin, provided by Yun Ziyi. Ye Mo had created a jade confinement and placed it within his Golden Script World.

He still didn't understand this world, but it didn't adhere to normal world laws; nothing deteriorated within.

Shi Feng Village was much larger than Huang Ping Village, with about 100 families, mostly in dilapidated houses.

Ye Mo observed the serene scene, took a deep breath, and entered the village.