Li Feiyu?!
What a cautious little girl.
Mo Yu laughed inwardly, though his expression remained calm.
“I saw that you are intelligent and possess excellent bones and aptitude, so I wanted to confirm it.”
Chu Yuli was speechless inside.
She was a waste with five spiritual roots.
What talent did she possibly have?
Fortunately, she was so useless that she would hardly qualify even as a cultivation furnace.
Before she could think further, Mo Yu had already grasped her slender wrist.
“Not bad. Chaos Spiritual Root.”
After a moment, Mo Yu released her hand and nodded in satisfaction.
Talent was not important. For a Child of Destiny, it was all the same.
The Heavenly Dao would personally spoon-feed you anyway.
Chu Yuli’s brows furrowed slightly, her voice tinged with bitterness. “Senior, I possess five spiritual roots.”
Mo Yu explained, “A single spiritual root is a Heavenly Spiritual Root. Two spiritual roots form a True Spiritual Root. Three are Mixed Spiritual Roots. Four are False Spiritual Roots. Five are Waste Spiritual Roots. Do you know this?”
Chu Yuli nodded gently. “Five spiritual roots are Waste Spiritual Roots, completely worthless.”
She was not even qualified to be a furnace.
Mo Yu’s lips curled slightly. “When five spiritual roots counterattack, they become a Chaos Spiritual Root.”
“I believe you have that ability.”
Chu Yuli’s heart tightened.
Was he really planning to capture her as a furnace?
Outwardly claiming to help her rise, but actually coveting her body.
“Thank you for Senior’s favor.”
She suppressed her panic and maintained respectful composure.
But in her heart, she was already calculating how to escape.
Mo Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering like a banished immortal descending to the mortal world.
“I see great determination in you. Your future is limitless.”
“A golden scale cannot remain in a pond. Once it meets wind and clouds, it transforms into a dragon.”
“Are you interested in becoming my disciple?”
He had already formed a plan.
Keep the Fated Woman of Destiny by his side first.
Later, he would study how to suppress her.
Alarm bells rang wildly in Chu Yuli’s heart, yet her expression grew even more respectful, even carrying a trace of joy.
“I am willing! This disciple will not disappoint Master’s expectations!”
She bowed deeply, her voice crisp, carrying a barely perceptible tremor.
That tremor she cleverly disguised as excitement.
But inside she was frantically mocking.
Golden scale transforming into a dragon?
Chaos Spiritual Root?
Limitless future?
All nonsense!
These righteous-looking immortals were all the same!
He definitely wanted to use her as a furnace!
She, Chu Yuli, was not some naive fool to be manipulated at will.
She would find an opportunity to escape.
[You forcibly accepted Chu Yuli as your disciple. Although she is unwilling, you will have ample time in the future to discipline her, whip her, and humiliate her. This is a good beginning.]
[Villain counterattack successful.]
[Reward: Human Emperor Banner.]
[Human Emperor Banner: A Ten-Thousand Soul Banner refined with Primordial Purple Qi. Its evil power will not backlash against its master.]
Mo Yu was speechless.
Not even pretending anymore, huh?
Who describes the Human Emperor Banner as a Ten-Thousand Soul Banner in its introduction?
And could the system stop making it sound so evil?
Discipline, whip, humiliate.
Was he that kind of person?
With a thought, he inspected the system space.
An ancient black banner floated quietly in midair, as if it had existed since primordial times.
Countless runes flowed across its surface, flickering with profound light, emanating heart-pounding fluctuations.
Strands of Primordial Purple Qi coiled around it, so deep a purple that it seemed almost black.
As expected of a supreme treasure of the human race, the Human Emperor Banner.
It looked extraordinary.
Excellent!
[Considering that you may use Chu Yuli as a furnace in the future.]
[Please choose whether to plunder her destiny points.]
“No.”
Mo Yu refused without hesitation.
She had not provoked him. Naturally, he would not make things difficult for her.
He was both a Child of Destiny and possessed a system.
Why would he need to rob others?
What a joke.
[Since you refused to plunder destiny, destiny remains unchanged.]
[Villain Points +300.]
Mo Yu now possessed 2,300 Villain Points.
He was still short by roughly one hundred small goals before he could afford the Chaos Grand Dao Art.
Equivalent to suppressing one million versions of himself.
This system truly knew how to do business.
Use one cultivation technique as bait to drive someone to slaughter one million Children of Destiny like him.
The surrounding mortals whispered among themselves, envious gazes gathering upon Chu Yuli.
Chosen by an immortal.
Her future was boundless.
Mo Yu reached out and helped Chu Yuli to her feet.
“From now on, you are my first disciple.”
With a casual wave, a set of Tianxuan Sacred Land disciple robes and a storage ring flew toward Chu Yuli.
“I have only one requirement. If nothing happens, don’t look for me. If something does happen, try not to look for me either.”
There were plenty of people in Tianxuan Sacred Land. There was no need for him to personally guide this disciple.
Besides, their personalities did not match.
He was reckless. As long as he would not die, he would push himself to the brink.
“This disciple understands.”
Chu Yuli replied respectfully, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.
This suited her perfectly.
Her slender fingers gently brushed over the exquisite disciple robes.
Her intuition told her the item was far from simple.
Yet she could not discern anything special.
She could only place it into the storage ring.
Yan Xi’s teasing voice echoed in Mo Yu’s mind. “Why take her as your disciple? Have your eyes fallen on that little girl?”
“Sister Yan Xi, how about we make a bet? In the future, she will reach at least the Mahayana Realm.”
Yan Xi raised a delicate brow. “You think that highly of her?”
“Of course. She is my disciple.”
“And what do you want to bet?”
Yan Xi chuckled softly, clearly not believing Mo Yu’s judgment.
Did he think the Mahayana Realm was as common as cabbages?
Just pick someone off the street and they could reach Mahayana?
That was not something resources alone could pile up.
Talent, perseverance, and those elusive opportunities—none could be lacking.
Mo Yu fell silent for a moment, genuinely unsure what to bet.
Given their relationship, he could simply ask for whatever he wanted.
Yan Xi saw through his thoughts and smiled sweetly, dimples appearing at her cheeks.
“How about this? I have never experienced my disciple serving me. If you lose, you help me wash my feet. If I lose, I will do the same for you. How about it?”
Mo Yu’s divine sense instinctively swept toward Yan Xi’s feet.
They were delicate, fair, and exquisitely shaped.
Fine veins faintly visible beneath the snow-white skin, slender ankles rounded and elegant, the tops of her feet smooth and pale, her toes crystal-clear like pearls arranged in a row.
Though she was only a soul form, a faint glow surrounded her, adding a hazy beauty.
He quickly withdrew his gaze. “Deal. Sister Yan Xi, prepare to wash my feet.”
Yan Xi chuckled softly, her eyes shimmering, neither agreeing nor denying.
She gracefully brushed aside a strand of white hair.
Letting little Mo Yu wash her feet would certainly be interesting.
Mo Yu turned his attention back to Chu Yuli.
It seemed she had suffered some injuries while resisting those two.
There were also many old hidden wounds across her body.
“Eat this.”
Mo Yu took out a golden pill and handed it to Chu Yuli.
Nourishing Origin Pill, a third-grade healing pill.
In this world, pills were divided into nine grades. First grade was the lowest, ninth grade the highest, corresponding to the nine cultivation realms.
Chu Yuli accepted the pill. It felt warm to the touch, a faint medicinal fragrance soothing her senses.
Her brows furrowed, suspicion rising sharply.
Could this… be a poison pill?
Her previous master had once tried to feed her a poison pill to seize her body.
Fortunately, she had discovered it in advance and escaped.
But after thinking about it, if Mo Yu truly wished to harm her, there was no need for such trouble.
With that thought, she swallowed the pill directly.
It melted instantly upon entering her mouth, and a warm current surged through her limbs.
The wounds that had been unbearably painful now tingled as they healed rapidly.
Many old hidden injuries within her body were also repaired.
Even her spiritual energy increased slightly, faintly showing signs of a breakthrough.
“Master, this is…”
“Nourishing Origin Pill.”
“Nourishing Origin Pill?! The Nourishing Origin Pill used by Golden Core cultivators for healing?!”
Chu Yuli cried out in shock, her exquisite face filled with disbelief.
She had once heard her family elders mention it.
It was a sacred healing medicine used by Golden Core cultivators, worth cities, something rarely encountered.
“Why… why?”
Such a pill could be exchanged for numerous Qi Refining Realm furnaces. There was no need to give it to her.