Chapter 977: Sister Li’s Injury

The seventh-level Golden Core cultivator was stunned; this was a difficult predicament. Ye Mo sneered, “Since you don’t want trouble, I’ll handle it myself.”

“No, no, I’ll choose the second option,” the cultivator immediately said. The second option was difficult, but offered a sliver of hope; the first was death. If someone could help him break the restriction, he could escape Pei Hai.

Ye Mo smiled, swiftly placing a restriction on the cultivator. He then said casually, “No one but me can break this restriction. Attempting to force it will be equivalent to choosing the first option.”

The cultivator’s heart sank; his last hope vanished. The worst news followed: “I’m not concerned with time, but the restriction activates in one month. Decide for yourself, and be gone.”

The seventh-level Golden Core cultivator stumbled from the store, leaving the onlookers trembling. Ning Hai Pill Store, known for its honesty, was frequently targeted by scammers, but none anticipated the store owner's terrifying power. Many would-be scammers broke into a cold sweat.

Ye Mo looked at the injured fifth-level Golden Core cultivator and instructed Li Jingwen, “Take this person to the city management council and report Ning Hai Pill Store's ordeal.”

“Yes,” Li Jingwen replied, swiftly disappearing with the incapacitated cultivator.

Fear rippled through the onlookers. They had not only been harmed but were also being reported.

Ye Mo had no intention of immediate killing. Though he’d destroyed the cultivator’s cultivation core, he needed to notify city management; this city wasn't his, and he resided here. This demonstrated his attitude towards Pei Hai City, ensuring the city manager wouldn't act against him.

Furthermore, Ye Mo sensed a hidden spiritual scan as he incapacitated the fifth-level Golden Core cultivator. He didn't know the source, but after the scan, no one approached. He immediately recognized it as a significant city figure.

…

In a luxurious setting, a middle-aged man withdrew his spiritual sense and murmured, “Interesting, quite the character.”

An old man smiled, asking, “Who did Brother Ziyu deem noteworthy?”

The middle-aged man chuckled, “A fascinating Golden Core cultivator, primary stage, has arrived in Pei Hai City. Not bad.”

The old man laughed. “He must be exceptional to warrant such praise.”

The middle-aged man nodded. “Indeed. A mere fifth-level Golden Core cultivator, yet he instantly kills his peers and handles matters with impressive experience. Interesting.”

…

Once the onlookers dispersed, Ye Mo approached Song Yangzhu, inquiring about events at River State and Li Yuqian’s whereabouts.

Upon hearing their account, Ye Mo realized the extent of the past half-year’s events. At River State, Lu Jiucheng (Nascent Soul stage) and another Immortal Treasure Tower manager had broken into China Pharmaceuticals.

Li Yuqian couldn’t contend with two Nascent Soul cultivators, especially with numerous Golden Core cultivators present at China Pharmaceuticals.

Desperate, Zhen Xiaoshan consumed the Burst Soul Pill, narrowly avoiding self-destruction thanks to a Stalagmite Benefit Pill. Even so, her cultivation plummeted to the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, only reaching the eighth level after strenuous effort and pill consumption.

Li Yuqian was severely injured but managed to escape via the teleportation formation Ye Mo left behind. The wards she erected depleted her Nascent Soul, preventing cultivation essence absorption.

“How’s Ye Ling?” Ye Mo anxiously asked.

“Ye Ling was also injured, but not critically. She’s recovered and cares for Master,” Song Yangzhu replied, worriedly.

The audacity of those Golden Core cultivators became clear: Li Yuqian remained injured.

Ye Mo rose, stating, “I’ll check on Sister Li. Clean up here. Ning Hai will cease operations temporarily; we need a larger pill shop.”

…

A spiritual shielding formation surrounded Li Yuqian’s room. Entering, Ye Mo found Li Yuqian recovering, while Ye Ling meticulously organized herbs.

He sensed a chill emanating from Li Yuqian, imperceptible to Ye Ling due to her weak cultivation.

“Brother!” Ye Ling joyfully rushed to him, tears welling. Ye Mo's return calmed her anxieties.

“Ye Mo, you’re back,” Li Yuqian roused, appearing relieved, then startled. “You’re already a Golden Core cultivator?”

Song Yangzhu and others couldn’t discern Ye Mo's cultivation level, but Li Yuqian instantly recognized his second-level Golden Core state.

“Huh, Brother, you’re a Golden Core cultivator?” Ye Ling exclaimed, grabbing his hands. This meant those who scammed Ning Hai wouldn’t dare return. Protected by sound and spiritual sense barriers, Ye Ling remained unaware of the events outside.

Ye Mo nodded. “Yes, I’m a Golden Core cultivator.” He believed Nascent Soul was within reach if he found the water weed.

He looked at Ye Ling and said, “Sister, Jingwen’s here; go greet her.”

“Huh, Sister Jingwen’s here too?” Ye Ling rejoiced, then rolled her eyes. “Brother, you’re getting another wife, right?”

Ye Mo blushed, “This is the last time, I swear.”

“Pfft, you think I'll believe you? You said the same about Yangzhu, then there was Xiaoyun,” Ye Ling realized her slip and changed the subject. “Okay, I'll see Sister Jingwen; you must treat Master.”

Once she left, Ye Mo could breathe easily. He dreaded informing Luo Ying and Ning Qingxue about Jingwen and Xiaoyun; Yangzhu was easier to explain.

“Sister Li, what happened? Why haven't you recovered?” Ye Mo asked worriedly.

Li Yuqian smiled, “Just a foundational injury; nothing serious. A month or two's rest will suffice.”

Ye Mo suddenly asked, “Sister Li, was your Nascent Soul frozen?”

Li Yuqian stared, shocked. “You sense the chill? You're only a second-level Golden Core cultivator.”

Ye Mo smiled, “I possess a unique sensitivity to cold and flame. Shall I examine you?”

Li Yuqian hesitated. Though Ye Mo wasn't much younger, she was Ye Ling's master; his examination would require using his cultivation essence to traverse her meridians.

Ye Mo understood her hesitation.

“Alright, examine me,” Li Yuqian offered her wrist. A cultivator pursuing the Dao shouldn't be concerned with such trivialities.

Ye Mo nodded, unfazed. Carefully sending his cultivation essence into her dantian, he saw her Nascent Soul bound by frost.

Such a potent technique! Ye Mo sighed; this surpassed his Winter's Arrival.

“Sister Li, help me later. I'll extract the frost from your Nascent Soul.” Before she could respond, Ye Mo began using Winter's Arrival.

Li Yuqian was shocked; this was Lu Jiucheng’s ultimate move; even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't dare. Ye Mo, a mere primary stage Golden Core cultivator, was committing suicide!

Just as she was about to stop him, Ye Mo began siphoning. Li Yuqian sighed and cooperated.

She soon realized the frost was dissolving, and Ye Mo remained unharmed. Was he an Ice Spirit Root? Impossible; no such pill master existed.

Ye Mo felt invigorated. His Winter's Arrival had stagnated, and absorbing the frost chi fueled its growth.