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Chapter 162 Senior Brother is Not Easy (22)

Just like that, Yan Shao took Song Hao away, ready to look for Mu Youan from other places.

Mo Ci stayed here, ready to find an opportunity to take Mu Youan away.

The man who called himself Wan Jinmian from Feihong Immortal Sect raised his lips when he saw that Mo Ci agreed to stay, but his interest in Mo Ci dropped a little.

I was also thinking that, as expected, the title of Feihong Xianmen is good. No matter how special a person is, they will choose to compromise after hearing it.

The man in front of him, named Mo Ci, is no exception.

Wan Jinmian was thinking about something, but his face didn't show it at all. He took Mo Ci to where he had just sat and invited him to sit down with them.

As soon as the two sat down, someone brought them a plate of fruit.

Mo Ci took a quick look and found that these fruits could be described as "precious" to ordinary people, or to most casual cultivators.

However, at this moment, Wan Jinmian picked up one, took a bite and threw it away.

This appearance caused those who were planning to find the artifact to change their expressions after seeing it, and many of them secretly cursed those who were wasting resources.

To be honest, this thing is precious to Wei Jichuan, but to Mo Ci, it is just good at best.

But it would be difficult for him to be like others.

This is not because Mo Ci does not lack these things, but simply because Mo Ci has higher vision.

After traveling through so many worlds, it is difficult not to improve one's vision and perspective. Ordinary things are already difficult for Mo Ci to look at differently.

What's more, Mo Ci has always been a person who never shows his emotions, and never expresses his likes and dislikes. It is very difficult to see too many emotions on his face.

Similarly, Wan Jinmian noticed that Mo Ci did not show much emotion after seeing the fruit. He felt a little moved and simply pushed the fruit towards Mo Ci.

"Master Mo Ci, don't you want to try it?"

Mo Ci glanced at Wan Jinmian, frowning slightly, "Thank you."

He readily picked up a fruit and put it in his mouth, even in the mood to comment on it.

"It's just the right amount of sweet, but a little overripe. A little more ripening would be best."

Wan Jinmian: ... This guy, he even made the review?

Wan Jinmian was speechless for a moment, and then he asked out loud.

"Master Moci, do you know a lot about this fruit?"

"I don't really understand it. It's just that there's a lot written about it in books. It's just empty talk."

Mo Ci said this and continued to eat the fruit, thinking in his heart that this thing really tasted good.

If it is only used to make pills, the medicinal effect can be maximized. What a pity.

Wan Jinmian heard Mo Ci say that he was just talking big, but he didn't really believe it.

After all, no matter how you look at it, Mo Ci doesn't seem like the kind of person who only talks big but does nothing.

Besides, is there really a book that says when this fruit tastes best?

Anyway, Wan Jinmian has never seen it.

He didn't even think about the fact that this fruit was just an ordinary thing in Feihong Immortal Sect, and with his status, he didn't need to know about this at all.

But for a cultivator like Mo Ci who has few resources and is not much different from a casual cultivator, these things are extremely precious, and naturally there are more things recorded.

In addition, Mo Ci has developed the habit of buying a lot of books to read every time he arrives in a world.

He has read many different books, so naturally the contents in them are also very diverse. If he pieces them together, won't he be able to put them together?

It is also the difference in cognition between the two that leads to the gap in their thinking.

Mo Ci was really just talking about it, and Wan Jinmian really didn't believe it.

Even so, the atmosphere between the two still seemed harmonious.

After Mo Ci finished eating a fruit, he fell silent. He had no intention of eating another one, and he didn't even show any greed in his mind.

This made Wan Jinmian, who noticed him, look up to him even more.

I even thought that Mo Ci didn't eat the fruits because he felt that the current fruits were not to his taste.

Wan Jinmian secretly took note of Mo Ci's words, and while looking at the crowd that was still coming in an endless stream, he suddenly spoke.

"Master Mo Ci doesn't seem to care about that divine artifact? Why? I thought casual cultivators like you wouldn't be able to resist the temptation of a divine artifact. People like you always hope for good fortune to befall you."

Mo Ci listened to Wan Jinmian's words and knew that he was trying to trick him. He did not answer him directly, but asked him a question in return.

"Aren't the people from Feihong Xianmen also interested in this artifact? Then what's the difference between them and these people?"

Wan Jinmian: "You..."

Wan Jinmian didn't expect Mo Ci to compare him with those people, and was a little annoyed for a moment.

But when he met Mo Ci's indifferent eyes, he suddenly calmed down and burst into laughter.

"Master Moci is right. So, are you the same as them and me?"

Mo Ci narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, then replied softly, "Maybe. Who wouldn't be moved by something like a divine weapon?"

Yes, who wouldn’t be moved by a divine weapon?

But Wan Jinmian still felt that Mo Ci in front of him was not very interested in the artifact, but why?

It’s a magical artifact. No matter who gets this good thing, the benefits are countless.

However, if one does not have the ability to preserve the artifact, the troubles will be countless.

It is possible that you will die in the next moment.

But even so, there are still many people who continue to come forward.

Like Wan Jinmian, doesn’t he also want that magical weapon?

That's why he brought the people from Feihong Xianmen to garrison here, while the other group went out to look for her, and by the way, asked these people who didn't belong to Feihong Xianmen to look for her as well?

But since Mo Ci didn't say anything, Wan Jinmian didn't dare to ask any further. He changed the subject and talked about the Feihong Immortal Sect.

As he was talking, Mo Ci suddenly asked a question.

"Is there anyone in your Feihong Immortal Sect whose name contains the character 'flower'?"

Mo Ci remembered very clearly that when he first came here, the butterfly called "Brother Hua" was from Feihong Immortal Sect.

The other party tried to kill him while he was in seclusion practicing, so Mo Ci naturally had to find an opportunity to retaliate.

If his current strength was not enough to give Mo Ci the confidence, he would have rushed to Feihong Immortal Gate long ago.

Wan Jinmian was talking when he saw Mo Ci's indifferent expression. He was wondering why he had agreed to him just now.

When he heard Mo Ci ask this question, he immediately looked at Mo Ci with a subtle expression.

"Why is Master Mo Ci looking for this person? What is your relationship with that person?"

Seeing that Wan Jinmian's expression was not good, Mo Ci started to make some calculations in his mind, so he just spoke.

"I once met that Immortal, and I'd like to get to know him. Brother Wan, do you know him?"

When Wan Jinmian heard this, his expression became even worse.

He looked at Mo Ci and thought of that man. He felt angry and asked a question with unknown intention.

"So, you agreed to let me come here because of that person?"

Mo Ci shook his head, "No, I'm just curious why you asked me to come here."

These words obviously made Wan Jinmian feel much better. There was a hint of complacency in his eyes as he turned and replied.

"In Feihong Immortal Sect, there is only one person whose name contains the character 'Hua'. That person's name is Hua Wuyan, and he is the son of the Sect Master of Feihong Immortal Sect."

The headmaster's son? That's quite a high status.

But in this way, Mo Ci would have to put off his plan to cause trouble for Hua Wuyan.

The thing that is least feared in this world is independent cultivators with no background.

What he feared most was a cultivator with a powerful background like Hua Wuyan.

Hua Wuyan's father is the leader of Feihong Immortal Sect. Given his status, it would be no problem for him to make the entire Feihong Immortal Sect his enemy.

What's more, no one knows how many powerful people are hidden behind Feihong Immortal Sect.

Mo Ci's heart sank. There was no news about Yin Yiyi at the moment. If she had fallen into Hua Wuyan's hands, this matter would be difficult to deal with...

On his face, Mo Ci frowned and murmured softly.

"He's actually the son of the Feihong Immortal Sect's leader..."