Ten minutes later.
Chu Yuli let out a satisfied burp. “Master, I can’t eat anymore. I’m too full.”
Mo Yu looked at the rabbit demon that had barely been touched and felt somewhat helpless.
A demon beast of the 1st stage Golden Core Realm was still too nourishing for someone like Chu Yuli, who was only at the 3rd stage Qi Refining Realm.
As for himself, he had only taken a small bite.
It was extremely delicious.
But for various reasons, he could not bring himself to continue eating.
The rabbit was so cute. Why eat the rabbit?
He was kindhearted. He did not eat creatures that could transform into humans.
The system really should have reminded him after he finished eating.
At that moment, a doubt surfaced in Mo Yu’s mind.
If it were possible to “revive my beloved,” would that mean double rewards?
Although destiny only had one share, and Tang Si’s upper limit was fixed.
The system’s rewards were not.
This time it had given him Indestructible Golden Body. What about next time?
He decided to leave the roasted rabbit behind and give Tang Si a chance.
Cutting off a small piece of meat, he handed it to Chu Yuli. “Time to go.”
Chu Yuli took the meat, confusion flickering across her beautiful face. “Wouldn’t it be a waste not to take the rest?”
“It doesn’t taste good. It’s just a 1st stage Golden Core Realm demon beast. There are better ones back home,” Mo Yu replied casually.
Light shimmered in Chu Yuli’s eyes.
He could discard a 1st stage Golden Core Realm demon beast without hesitation. Just what realm was Master in?
I want to become stronger than Master.
I want to make Master…
“Time to go,” Mo Yu repeated.
…
Three days later, Heavenly Profound Holy Land.
The mountain gate towered into the clouds, entirely constructed from an unknown jade-like stone. Under the sunlight, it gleamed brilliantly, radiating faint spiritual energy.
“Th-this is Heavenly Profound Holy Land?” Chu Yuli asked, staring up at the magnificent gate in shock.
Mo Yu nodded with a smile. “Yes.”
Suddenly, an elderly man in a blue robe appeared before them. His hair was completely white, and his face bore the marks of time, yet his eyes shone sharply with vigor.
He first glanced at Chu Yuli, then shifted his gaze to Mo Yu. “Xiao Yu, is she your new junior sister?”
Mo Yu smiled faintly. “Elder Qingxuan, this is the disciple I just accepted… Li Feiyu.”
Chu Yuli cried out inwardly.
It’s over! Completely over!
She had forgotten to tell Master her real name!
If Master found out later, would she be expelled from the sect?
Mo Yu turned and introduced the elder. “Yu’er, this is the Supreme Elder of Heavenly Profound Holy Land, Qingxuan. A Mahayana Realm powerhouse.”
Chu Yuli quickly pulled herself together, suppressing her anxiety, and bowed deeply. “Greetings, Elder Qingxuan.”
Though she did not know exactly how strong the Mahayana Realm was, she understood the implication in Master’s tone.
Elder Qingxuan’s expression remained calm, betraying neither joy nor anger.
With a casual wave of his hand, a green longsword materialized out of thin air. Spiritual energy flowed along its blade, cold light flickering. It was clearly no ordinary weapon.
“Qingfeng Sword, a Top-Grade Spiritual Weapon. Consider it a meeting gift.”
Top-Grade Spiritual Weapon!
Chu Yuli felt her head buzz.
A Top-Grade Spiritual Weapon was…
Which realm used those again? She had not learned that yet…
In any case, it was extremely powerful.
Mo Yu took the Qingfeng Sword and handed it to Chu Yuli with a smile. “Why aren’t you thanking Elder Qing?”
Only then did Chu Yuli snap out of her daze. She accepted the sword with both hands and said excitedly, “Th-thank you, Elder Qing!”
Elder Qingxuan did not seem particularly concerned about the two of them taking advantage of him.
With a wave of his sleeve, a soundproof formation appeared instantly, enveloping Mo Yu.
“Elder, what is it?” Mo Yu asked, frowning slightly with a vague sense of unease.
Elder Qingxuan’s stern expression vanished. A kind smile spread across his aged face. “Xiao Yu, when are you going to continue writing that book, Martial Universe?”
Mo Yu suddenly understood.
He had a small side occupation here as well, copying literature.
During those three years without cultivation, he had to find something to do.
So he had hidden his identity and copied a few novels from his previous life.
Elder Qingxuan was one of the few who knew he was the author.
Mo Yu scratched his head awkwardly. “Elder Qing, I really can’t. I’ve been busy lately, entering Secret Realms and cultivating every day. I simply don’t have time to write.”
“In one hour you can write 2,000 characters. There are twelve hours in a day. Can’t you spare even one hour? Besides, we cultivators can control ten brushes at once. You—”
“Stop, stop! That’s enough, Elder Qing. If you continue, I’ll have to find Master,” Mo Yu interrupted before he could finish.
Elder Qingxuan’s expression changed slightly. He clearly held some apprehension toward Ye Ximei.
“Ahem… very well. Pretend I said nothing.”
Before his words fully faded, both he and the soundproof formation vanished.
Mo Yu sighed.
He should have been more careful when writing before.
Who would have thought that the Supreme Elder of Heavenly Profound Holy Land enjoyed reading power-fantasy novels and even used divination to track him down?
Fortunately, his own Master held a high status among the Supreme Elders. Otherwise, he would have been captured and forced to update daily without rest.
“Master, are you an elder here?” Chu Yuli asked curiously, her clear eyes blinking.
Mo Yu shook his head. “No.”
As he led her deeper into the Holy Land, he explained, “Heavenly Profound Holy Land is roughly divided into three regions: the Outer Sect Area, the Inner Sect Area, and the Elder Area. We are currently in the Inner Sect Area.”
“The Inner Sect Area has ten main peaks: Heavenly Profound Peak, Alchemy Peak, Artifact Peak, Spirit Beast Peak, Formation Peak, Five Elements Peak, Sword Peak, Body Refinement Peak, Talisman Peak, and Punishment Peak.”
“Then… which peak are we from?” Chu Yuli asked.
“None of them. My Master is a Supreme Elder. Our mountain is called Jade Veil Peak.”
“Jade Veil Peak originally had seven people. You’re the eighth.”
“The Peak Master is Ye Ximei. She enjoys wine and gambling. The eldest senior sister is Luo Suxin…”
Mo Yu was about to elaborate when a burst of chatter drifted over from nearby.
Following the sound, he saw a group of inner sect female disciples gathered together, chatting animatedly.
“Who do you think is the number one prodigy of our Holy Land?”
“It must be Fairy Luo Suxin! Mahayana Realm! Absolutely deserving! And she’s so gentle!”
“Fairy Bai Shuangying is also incredibly strong. I saw it myself—she killed that Tribulation Crossing Realm demon with a single sword strike! So cool! I adore her!”
“I like Fairy Xia Ningbing. She’s so cold. That’s exactly my type.”
“Fairy Su Meier is rumored to be a Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox. That face, that figure… simply perfect! I even want to marry her!”
“Hey, hey, you’re off topic! Who asked who you like? If you ask me, the most handsome is still Holy Son Mo Yu! If he hadn’t mysteriously lost his cultivation, he would definitely be the greatest prodigy on the Heavenly Mystic Continent in nearly ten thousand years. Hehe, Holy Son…”
“Enough, wipe your drool. I think Junior Uncle Ling Wanqing isn’t bad either…”
“Ling Wanqing? Who’s that?”
Listening to their discussion, Mo Yu thought to himself, Thankfully, the annual best award isn’t me.
He turned back to Chu Yuli. “They’re talking about Jade Veil Peak—your martial uncles and aunts. I’ll take you up the mountain first.”