With a thought, the giant python's body suddenly began to tremble slightly, and in just a moment, its blood was completely drained.
"Blood collection complete. It has been placed in the Materials library. Initiating analysis."
"Bloodline Rank One, blood volume 5.7 kg, Wood attribute, Origin Bloodline content 3%, Impurities 80%, Evil Qi 17%."
"Initiating deduction and analysis. Analysis complete."
"Materials required for the Bloodline Transformation Furnace to refine and purify Yao Beast blood are: one 30-year-old Green Jade Fruit, one 30-year-old Yellow Marrow Ganoderma, Blazing Sun Grass, Heavenly Winter Flower... one kilogram of Bluestone Ore, and one Rank One Wood attribute Yao Soul."
After getting up, Mo Juren silently put away the game interface and began to ponder.
Among the required Materials, except for the Green Jade Fruit and Yellow Marrow Ganoderma which were relatively precious, all the others were common herbs and did not require specific years, and he had plenty in his medicinal garden.
He already had a 30-year-old Yellow Marrow Ganoderma. The Green Jade Fruit and Bluestone Ore were probably not difficult to find; it was highly likely they existed in these mountains.
However, the Rank One Wood attribute Yao Soul was a bit troublesome.
The results deduced by the game were solid and allowed no compromises. Especially the Rank; if it said Rank One, it absolutely had to reach Rank One. The one that died on the ground wouldn't do.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he thought of a certain existence, a hint of killing intent flashing in his calm eyes.
"What are you doing?" Yu Zitong also noticed his strange behavior and asked, somewhat confused.
"Nothing, I just think this giant python is precious, and it would be a real pity to just leave it. But I can't take it with me, so I don't know what to do."
"It is indeed a good thing. If one had a Cultivator's Storage Pouch, it would be fine. Otherwise, most of it can only be discarded." Yu Zitong's tone also showed regret, but he secretly disdained, 'He is a Mortal after all, hasn't seen the world, and treats a half-Yao Beast like this.'
Mo Juren said nothing more, took out his dagger, and began to busy himself.
First was the python's gall, which was extremely precious and could be directly used in medicine. Next were the python's skin and scales, which he also had the Iron Slave peel off. As for the python meat, there was too much of it, so he only took a very small portion.
Unconsciously, two months quietly passed.
During this period, Mo Juren had been staying in the deep mountains, ostensibly collecting herbs, but actually gathering the two essential Materials.
Bluestone Ore had been found, but there was a problem with the Green Jade Fruit. After searching for a long time, he only found some young plants, at most three to five years old.
During this time, Yu Zitong vaguely sensed his abnormality and advised him several times that it was enough, and the Spirit Medicine harvested was sufficient for that kid's Realm to Break through again.
He ignored him and continued to search carefully in the mountains.
By now, his patience had reached its limit. Perhaps there was no 30-year-old Green Jade Fruit at all, and getting two Yellow Marrow Ganoderma before was purely a coincidence.
Finally, he stopped persisting and decided to leave. However, before leaving, he took those young Green Jade Fruit plants with him, intending to transplant them into his own medicinal garden.
Perhaps, he could think of other methods.
...
The road was long, but Mo Juren was not in a hurry. He drove his carriage unhurriedly towards Caixia Mountain.
Along the way, he kept thinking about how to solve the Green Jade Fruit problem. As long as this last Spirit Medicine was gathered, he could immediately undergo Bloodline Fusion and embark on the path of Cultivation.
"Green Jade Fruit? Han Li?"
Mo Juren silently recited in his heart, vaguely feeling that he had found a method, perhaps he could try it. However, things couldn't be rushed; they needed to happen naturally, without letting the other party see through his intentions.
Unlike him, Yu Zitong, who was currently in his body, had a different state of mind. Perhaps it was because the harvest this time was substantial enough to give him hope, and thus, the joy in his words was somewhat unconcealable.
Along the way, he even began to prematurely explain the preparations needed for Possession, the arrangement of Formations, special Materials, and the cultivation details of the Seven Ghost Soul Devouring Great Law, and so on. In short, he was overly solicitous, as if afraid he would make a mistake.
Mo Juren pretended to listen carefully, but sneered inwardly.
This guy truly lived up to his reputation as a good-for-nothing. With such a state of mind, it was no wonder he was obsessed with wealth and pleasure, lingering in the Mortal world for so long that he even cast Cultivation aside. It was no injustice that he was ambushed by the original body, a Mortal Martial Artist who was already severely injured, and ultimately lost his life.
The return journey was very smooth, without any hitches.
On this day, the carriage finally stopped. Caixia Mountain had been reached.
"Elder Mo is back..."
"Greetings, Elder Mo..."
"..."
On the way up the mountain, the Disciples passing by all respectfully saluted and greeted him proactively.
In the Seven Mysteries Sect, Mo Juren's status was transcendent. From Sect Leader Wang downwards, everyone held him in extreme respect. This was not only because he was the Sect Leader's life-saver but more so because of his profound medical skills.
People of the Jianghu live dangerous lives, with their heads on the line. Getting injured or poisoned is commonplace. Having such a Divine Doctor is like buying insurance for one's life.
Such a Divine Doctor could not be respected enough.
Divine Hand Valley.
Returning here again, Mo Juren couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity.
A Transmigrator has no home. No matter how many residences he has, none can replace the place home holds in one's heart. As the first place he appeared after Transmigration, this place gave him some special feelings.
"Greetings, Elder Mo."
Just then, a familiar voice came to his ears. It was Han Li, his nominal Disciple.
To be honest, the original body's feelings towards Han Li were very complex. From the initial sincere teaching, to later learning that the other party had succeeded in Cultivation, he couldn't suppress the greed in his heart and began to scheme, ultimately failing and perishing.
Of course, these were the original body's thoughts.
The current him would not act foolishly. Seeing the other party respectfully salute, he merely nodded slightly, said nothing, and directly walked back into the room.
Outside the room, Han Li stood there in a daze, feeling a bit disheveled by the wind.
This was completely different from what he had expected. He had been away from the valley for so long precisely to find Spirit Medicine to help him Break through his Bottleneck. Now that he was back, shouldn't he check his Cultivation progress?
What did it mean to not even say a word?
Moreover, for some reason, he always felt that Elder Mo was a bit different this time.
After his Cultivation Technique Broke through to the fourth layer, his body underwent a qualitative change, especially his five senses, which were elevated to an incredible Realm. What he saw, heard, including his thoughts and feelings, all far exceeded ordinary people.
Therefore, his perception of danger was also extremely strong. Unlike before, that kind of spiritual warning did not appear.
"Am I overthinking?"
The naturally cautious Han Li doubted his intuition for the first time.
However, his guard would not be lowered. If the other party intended to harm him, no amount of vigilance was wrong; if he truly misunderstood, that would be good too, and he would treat the other party as his true master, fulfilling his filial piety as a Disciple.
Today's situation was indeed a bit strange. He felt he still needed to observe for a period of time, perhaps he could get more information.
However, several days passed, and Mo Juren showed no abnormalities.
During this period, apart from transplanting some new varieties of Spirit Medicine in the medicinal garden, he spent most of his time cooped up in his room, busy with who knew what.
It wasn't until half a month later that he left a letter and quietly departed again.
The letter stated that the herb collection was unsuccessful this time and he needed to go out again, with an uncertain return date.
For a moment, Han Li was completely dumbfounded.
