CHAPTER 215: CHAPTER 117 AMBUSH! EMPRESS, I’VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH! (6K)_3

True Spirit: 1340

Unused items: Dao Essence Crystal*1, Creation Jade Plate (2/3)

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Chen Mo originally planned to use True Spirit to enhance the Xuantian Canglong Transformation, but now he has already used the Creation Jade Plate to reach Small Success.

Before filling the other three acupoints, there’s no need to rush for success.

Moreover, to replenish Qi-Blood and fill the acupoints requires a large amount of alchemy pills, the importance of the "Green Lotus Pill Scripture" is self-evident.

Without any hesitation, he directly used 1000 points of True Spirit along with the Creation Jade Plate to elevate the "Green Lotus Pill Scripture" to Mastery!

In an instant, streams of Spirit Light surged into the Sea of Consciousness.

From identifying herbs to controlling fire, from compressing medicinal power to guiding fusion... it felt like he had personally refined alchemy pills for decades, understanding everything as well as the myriad pill formulas emerging in his mind, many of which were ancient formulas long lost.

"The reason the Youthful Elixir is rare is not because it’s hard to refine, but the Spring Beauty Jade Dew is difficult to obtain."

"Luckily, I picked quite a bit of Spiritual Materials in Medicine Mountain, so there’s no shortage of materials."

Chen Mo took out the jade bottle, wrapped a drop of Jade Dew with True Yuan, and placed it into the Pill Furnace, then added the other Spiritual Materials one after another.

A slight motion of his mind, glazed flames surged out, the Pill Furnace roaring as under his precise control, the Spiritual Materials quickly fused together.

"After the Glazed Fire’s transformation, its power has increased more than a notch, at this rate, the pill will be completed soon."

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Inside the bedroom.

Ling Ningzhi sat on a chair, looking at the golden contract paper in her hand, her expression extremely complex.

Yesterday, Chen Mo made it very clear, if she wanted Immortal Materials, she first had to sign the contract, and she would only receive the Immortal Materials after one full year.

According to the descriptions in the contract, apart from demands that go against the sect like betrayal, murder, and arson, she must obey Chen Mo’s orders unconditionally.

"So, does this mean that for a year, I have to be at his beck and call?"

Ling Ningzhi bit her lip.

Although the contract clearly stated it wouldn’t require her to share his bed, she still felt a vague unease, always thinking Chen Mo was plotting something.

"Why must it be a year?"

"What exactly is he scheming?"

Ling Ningzhi tried to deduce but got nowhere.

Knock, knock, knock—

At that moment, someone knocked on the door.

Ling Ningzhi put away the contract paper and said: "Come in."

"Daoist Qingxuan."

Shen Zhixia pushed open the door and walked in.

She had changed into a light pink dress, embroidered with delicate peonies on a soft, smoke-like silk fabric.

She twirled on the spot, the hem of her dress fluttering, revealing her fair and smooth calves, exuding youthfulness, she smiled and said: "Brother Chen Mo gave me this, do you think it looks good?"

"It looks good."

Ling Ningzhi nodded.

"And this pair of gloves, also a gift from Brother Chen Mo, made from the Blood Flood Dragon Spine! I really like them, I can’t bear to use them..."

Seeing Shen Zhixia’s joyous smile, Ling Ningzhi felt more tormented inside, unable to help but ask: "Zhixia, are we friends?"

Shen Zhixia paused, puzzled: "Of course we are, Daoist, why do you ask?"

Ling Ningzhi clutched the hem of her clothing, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "If one day, I do something to betray you... would you still consider me a friend?"

Shen Zhixia laughed: "Betray me? Are you really considering competing with me for Brother Chen Mo?"

"..."

Ling Ningzhi silently hung her head.

Looking at her, Shen Zhixia spoke earnestly: "I’ve never been good at socializing, Daoist Qingxuan, you’re my best friend, I’ve always considered you like a sister... even if you really did something wrong, I believe it’s because you had no choice!"

"No matter what, our relationship won’t change!"

"Zhixia..."

Seeing her understanding nature, Ling Ningzhi felt even more guilty.

Indeed, I have no choice!

Boom—

Suddenly, the flying boat shuddered violently.

Ling Ningzhi sensed something, her brows furrowing, her figure flashed and suddenly appeared on the deck.

She saw Chen Mo standing at the prow, looking into the distance, his expression full of solemnity.

She looked up, and her pupils sharply contracted!

She saw the sky seemingly stirred by an invisible giant hand; the once clear sky abruptly changed color, black clouds thick as ink rolled in, surging and gathering like an angry tide.

Wherever it passed, the azure sky was swiftly swallowed, leaving only endless darkness and oppression.

Like the end of the world!

Whistling winds, intense gusts shook even the Spirit Boat a bit.

Shen Zhixia also reached the deck, seeing the scene before her, she was stunned: "What’s going on?"

Ling Ningzhi said gravely: "To alter the celestial phenomena, it must be at least a three-tier cultivator, could it be retaliation from the Netherworld Sect?"

Chen Mo shook his head: "Knowing my identity, the Netherworld Sect likely doesn’t have the nerve... but it’s certain the opponent is after me."

Once my whereabouts are exposed, all sorts of figures emerge.

Though he didn’t expect them to come so quickly.

In an instant, the black clouds already obscured the sky, surrounding the Spirit Boat, there was not a gleam of light between heaven and earth.

Clang—

Broken Jade Blade unsheathed.

Chen Mo ascended into the air, small as dust under the overwhelming black clouds, without turning back, he said: "Daoist Qingxuan, take Zhixia and leave first, I have my own way to escape."

Escape?

Ling Ningzhi shook her head.

Beneath the third tier, it’s like the abyss of heaven.

Although Chen Mo’s strength is formidable, it’s relative; faced against an opponent of this level, there’s no chance of victory.

However, this sense of responsibility makes her see him in a new light.

Shen Zhixia mobilized True Yuan, shaking her head: "I won’t leave!"

"Mr. Chen, given the current scenario, if you and I join forces, perhaps there’s a slim chance of survival..."