CHAPTER 54: 54. JOIN THE IMMORTAL SECT [REQUESTING RECOMMENDATION TICKETS, FAVORITES]

Alone quickly responded, "Sir, although your life is certainly worth more than a hundred thousand gold, where can we find a hundred thousand gold? We barely have ten thousand gold, just enough for a fraction."

Yu Mo didn’t respond, perhaps unwilling to answer Alone or perhaps unable to do so.

His hand, which was supporting the door frame, suddenly dropped, his body leaned against the door board as he slowly sat down on the ground, back against the door, he glanced at his chest. Unable to face his own wound directly, he shifted his gaze to his hand.

After glancing at his hand trembling from the pain, he finally forced a bitter smile, his gaze fell on Yang Zongxian.

Yang Zongxian hurriedly said, "Brother Yu, I also lack the ability."

"No, there’s something I’d like to ask you to do."

"Please, Brother Yu."

"I have a Sword Formula, it’s a Yellow Level Lower Grade Vein Technique, could you help me sell it as soon as possible?"

"Sell the Vein Technique!"

Yang Zongxian was shocked, his mind went blank.

He knew that Yu Mo intended to sell his assets to save his life. Although he personally disliked seeing such situations because Vein Techniques are priceless commodities, rarely sold, and seldom seen in commercial transactions.

But a hundred thousand gold, if it were a Profound Realm from a major faction, they could certainly take it out. A solo adventurer with ten thousand gold is already considered fortunate.

Selling the Vein Technique seemed to be Yu Mo’s only way out.

"I understand, I will spread the word tonight and sell it by the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"Thank you."

Yu Mo then laid his gaze upon Wen Ping, saying, "Young brother, shall we discuss a deal?"

Wen Ping smiled and said, "A hundred thousand gold, a non-negotiable price. If you plan to bargain, there’s no need for further discussion."

"I, Yu Mo, am not a person who stints on money. This Sword Formula could easily sell for over a hundred thousand gold, more than enough to pay you. However, I wish to discuss an even bigger deal with you."

"Please, go ahead."

"Help me completely remove the Screaming Snake Demon Poison from my body, and all the money from the sale of the Vein Technique will go to you, including the ten thousand gold I have now. Will you accept this deal?"

"Deal."

Yu Mo then looked at the person standing beside him and said, "Alone, give me the Gold Tickets."

"Yes!"

Reluctantly, Alone handed over the gold tickets he held to Wen Ping.

After Wen Ping received the gold tickets, he lit the Life Cigar and said, "Sir, hold this in your mouth, inhale through your mouth, and exhale through your nose. Once it’s completely burned, your demon poison should naturally be suppressed. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll leave you for now. You can come to the Immortal Sect directly tonight."

"I will come tonight."

Yu Mo nodded.

The two did not continue talking, and Wen Ping, together with Yun Liao, left the Yang family residence directly. As they walked on the street, Yun Liao remained silent, not glancing around, yet the women passing by couldn’t resist giving him a second look.

Walking beside such a person, Wen Ping actually felt no pressure, for being handsome was always his trademark.

After strolling around the market, Yun Liao finally spoke up, "Sect Leader, aren’t you afraid that the Profound Realm might regret it later? Also, letting him come to the Immortal Sect, with its Gravity Field and such, aren’t you afraid of inviting trouble?"

"Finally couldn’t resist asking." Wen Ping chuckled, "What’s there to fear? Before the poison is cleared, his power at most reaches Body Refinement 12/13 Layers, you can handle it easily. If need be, I can send Haha in."

"But what if he regains his Profound Realm power, then what?"

"Recovering his power will take a long time."

Wen Ping chuckled. Yun Liao was momentarily stunned, unsure of the joke in Wen Ping’s words. But upon pondering for a while, Yun Liao sensed the presence of conspiracy, a deeply laid one.

Suddenly, he realized that he hadn’t asked the Sect Leader for his Life Cigar, what he had just handed to the Profound Realm expert was actually Wen Ping’s cigar.

But by the time he wanted to chase, Wen Ping had already walked far off.

As the evening approached.

After Wen Ping finished his dinner, intending to run a few paces in the square for digestion, Yu Mo arrived as expected.

Accompanying Yu Mo were Huaikong, the Yang Family Clan Leader Yang Zongxian, and four servants carrying Yu Mo. The four servants were ordinary people, carrying someone weighing over a hundred pounds up countless steps, reaching the top exhausted like a panting dog, with their collars completely drenched.

One can imagine that they had already decided in their hearts that even if asked to sweep pig pens again, they wouldn’t climb this Yunlan Mountain.

Wen Ping asked, "Why have you come too, Demon Chef Senior?"

"Not too... My brother needs care."

Originally wanting to say he was not too reassured about Yu Mo, realizing that would imply suspicion of Wen Ping, he hurriedly stopped. He simply said Yu Mo needed care, so he climbed the mountain.

"Then follow me. Remember, don’t wander off, I have dogs here."

With that said, Wen Ping led the group towards the dormitory area. Midway, they encountered Huai Ye and others.

"Foster Father!"

"Father!"

The two cried out simultaneously, then took quick steps forward, made their salutations to Wen Ping, and began chatting with their relatives.

But when Huaikong looked at Yang Lele, his expression changed slightly. He remembered Yang Zongxian telling him Yang Lele reached Body Refining Fifth Layer in just a month; how soon after was it that he reached Sixth Layer?

Just one month past 15 years old, Realm reached Body Refining Sixth Layer.

This!

"Lele, your talent is quite impressive, you’ll achieve great things in the future!" Huaikong couldn’t help but praise.

"What?"

Yang Lele scratched his head puzzledly, looking at Huaikong with some confusion.

"15 years old at Body Refining Sixth Layer, in East Lake, only such geniuses are found within the Hundred Sects Alliance. If word spreads, many Profound Realm experts will compete to take you as a disciple; your future is bright!"

Yang Zongxian, hearing Huaikong’s words, gave Yang Lele several more glances. His cultivation wasn’t high enough to perceive Yang Lele’s realm, but he trusted Huaikong’s words, and couldn’t help but pat Yang Lele’s shoulder.

This pat contained a father’s expectation for his son and love for his son.

"The Yang Family has successors!"

Yang Lele had an epiphany, understanding what Huaikong meant by achieving great things.

But he didn’t answer, nor did he utter polite words.

He understood that ninety percent of his achievements were due to being in the Immortal Sect.

If he were cultivating outside, his advancement would take at least six more months.

Not to mention that Profound Realm experts might come to take him as a disciple, even if they really did, he wouldn’t walk away with them.

Then there was Huai Ye, who had unknowingly stood beside Yu Mo, holding Yu Mo’s cold hand with one hand, asking, "Uncle Yu, what’s wrong?"

"Little Leaf, it’s just a minor matter."

Yu Mo replied with a soft smile.

As the two exchanged words, they inadvertently made their way through the forest path and stopped before the dormitory area.

The stunning scenery around the dormitory truly amazed everyone. Especially the pool arrangements were as if crafted by heaven.

Huaikong wasn’t as impressed, having crossed many mountains and waters, seeing many things too. But Yang Zongxian was different; he marveled as he walked, realizing that a Two-star Sect truly had a different foundation.

At least when he visited Kao Shan Sect, there wasn’t such scenery to view.

At this moment, Wen Ping halted and called for the group to stop at the wooden bridge, then he said, "Demon Chef Senior, Clan Leader Yang, please wait here for a moment. Lele will carry Elder Yu and follow me inside."

"This..."

Yang Zongxian and Huaikong were both speechless, wondering why access wasn’t granted.

Just as they were about to speak, Wen Ping had already stepped onto the wooden bridge, leaving without turning back.

Yang Lele followed closely.

Seeing this, Huai Ye quickly explained, "Foster Father, Uncle Yang, this is the dormitory area, only disciples of the Immortal Sect are allowed entry, and even Immortal Sect members need to pay 50 gold coins per day."