Chapter 170 The Second Nascent Soul
Then, a green light flashed in his hand, and the light green jade slip appeared in his palm again.

He carefully weighed whether to take the risk of cultivating the second Nascent Soul.

Perhaps it would be wise to wait until he fully comprehends the secret formula of Xuanmu Huaying Dafa before making a decision.

However, he was well aware of the risks and challenges of this decision and considered it carefully.

As he made a careful decision in his heart, Yin Mo immersed his consciousness into the magic spell and once again entered a state of transcendence and selflessness.

In the enclosed retreat room, the door was closed tightly, and Yin Yue was practicing quietly in another secret room.

Other chores in the cave are handled by several giant ape puppets.

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, spring goes and winter comes, and more than a year has passed.

One day, near the Zimu Peak where Yin Mo’s cave residence was located, two long blue-white rainbows flew in from a distance.

After the light faded, two figures emerged from the hazy mist. They were the two elders of Luoyun Sect, an old man with silver hair and a middle-aged man with a greenish-yellow complexion.

When they saw the cave formation was closed, they couldn't help but smile at each other.

The middle-aged man with a greenish-yellow face flicked his fingers lightly, and a message talisman that had been prepared long ago was shot out, instantly turning into a flame and disappearing into the formation.

Then he turned and smiled at the silver-haired old man next to him:
"It seems that Junior Brother Yin has been practicing in seclusion since he came back last time."

"This makes sense, otherwise Junior Brother Yin would not have been able to successfully condense his Nascent Soul at the age of just 200."

"Unfortunately, my life span is running out, and it will be difficult for me to make any breakthroughs in the path of cultivation. And it's probably unlikely for you either." The silver-haired old man said with a slightly changed expression.

"Brother, you are joking. At your age, you can live at least another 100 or 200 years." After hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly comforted him.

"Haha, Junior Brother Lu, I know my own situation best. Maybe before my last injury, I could have lived another 100 or 200 years, there is no doubt about that."

“Although the injuries have healed now, the energy that was consumed can no longer be compensated by simple meditation.” The silver-haired old man shook his head and said calmly.

"Senior Brother!" When the middle-aged man surnamed Lu heard this, his face changed slightly and he hesitated to speak.

But the silver-haired old man waved his hand, interrupted him, and continued:

"Even if I stop fighting, I can only last another 50 or 60 years at best."

"You don't need to comfort me on this point. It is a fact that cannot be changed. The reason why I am anxious to win over Junior Brother Yin is because of my own situation."

"You know, usually, even if you want to win over someone, you will carefully investigate their background."

“But now it seems that although Junior Brother Yin’s background is a bit complicated, he does share the same goals with us in Luoyun Sect.” The silver-haired old man said slowly.

"Did the disciples we sent out last time really find out Junior Brother Yin's background?" the middle-aged man surnamed Lu asked with some surprise after hearing this.

"That's right. Although Junior Brother Yin was vague about his origins, based on his name, appearance, and clues from Yue, I sent several disciples to sneak into Yue to investigate, and finally found out Junior Brother Yin's general origins."

“Perhaps you will be surprised that our Junior Brother Yin was a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the Yellow Maple Valley of Yue State more than a hundred years ago, and he was quite famous during the Foundation Establishment period.”

"It is said that he has killed many monks of the same level alone, and even performed outstandingly in the battle against the demons."

"However, when the Yellow Maple Valley was defeated, the ghostly old monster Linghu actually mistakenly believed that Junior Brother Yin was useless and abandoned him as a waste."

"After that, Junior Brother Yin disappeared without a trace until recently. Not only has his cultivation reached the late Jindan stage, he has also successfully condensed his Nascent Soul."

"It seems that he must have had some kind of adventure during this period of time when he was missing." The old man said calmly.

"Being regarded as trash is really ironic. An abandoned disciple actually became a rare genius and broke through to the Nascent Soul stage in a short period of time."

"If old monster Linghu knew all this, he would probably regret it! After all, the Yellow Maple Valley is having a hard time in the Nine Nations Alliance right now, and it's really a stretch for an old guy like him to support it."

“And I remember that he and you should be cultivators from the same period, and he probably won’t live long.” The middle-aged man surnamed Lu sneered and said sarcastically.

"Yes, old fellow Linghu is older than me. However, he is proficient in the art of health preservation, so his life span is relatively longer."

"And with his cultivation, the Yellow Maple Valley should be able to maintain stability at least until he passes away."

"The reason why I am also worried about Luoyun Sect is because I am worried that after I leave, Junior Brother Yin will fight alone."

“If we didn’t control the sacred mountain veins like Yunmeng Mountain, Junior Brother Yin alone would be enough to maintain the prosperity of the sect.”

“But if the sect’s internal strength is slightly insufficient, it will probably attract a lot of jealousy and challenges.”

"Originally, I was planning to tell Junior Brother Yin that after I left, the sect would voluntarily withdraw from Yunmeng Mountain to avoid any unexpected events."

"But now with the addition of Junior Brother Yin, the situation is different."

"Although Junior Brother Yin seems to be only focused on cultivation and doesn't seem to care much about the sect. But it is precisely because of this that I feel more at ease."

"As long as we can attract him skillfully, unless we encounter a once-in-a-lifetime disaster, our Luoyun Sect should not have too many problems in the next few hundred years."

The silver-haired old man twirled his beard and said confidently.

“However, although Junior Brother Yin is a genius in cultivation, he is still young after all and has just condensed his Nascent Soul. We still don’t know what his true strength is.”

The middle-aged man said with a little worry.

"Yes, I have the same concerns. Some cultivators only focus on improving their realms, but not on cultivating their magical powers."

"Although they have profound cultivation, they may not be able to do well in actual combat, and even low-level cultivators find it difficult to match them."

"Although I don't think Junior Brother Yin is this type of cultivator, we should still give it a try."

"So I decided to stay in the sect and let you accompany Junior Brother Yin to the trade fair." The silver-haired old man said mysteriously.

"What do you mean, senior brother?" the middle-aged man said with sudden enlightenment after hearing it.

The old man smiled slightly, and when he was about to continue speaking, the fog in front of him suddenly rolled up, and the old man stopped talking immediately.

The middle-aged man also shut up.

After the fog rolled, a passage naturally appeared. The two walked into the passage side by side, gradually disappeared in the thick fog, and finally disappeared.

Three months later, Tiannan will hold its largest annual trade fair in the city of Tiantian in the north of the Yu State.

The city of Tiantian is located deep in the mountains. It is the headquarters of the Nine-Nation Alliance and the only city inhabited by monks.

Everyone in this city, regardless of gender, age or status, has cultivation.

There are even six or seven old monsters above the Nascent Soul stage living here.

Therefore, no one dares to make trouble here.

One month before the trade fair, most of the restrictions on the city's famous protective formation, the "Shangyuan Mie Guang Formation", were removed.

At this time, some monks who came from afar had already set up stalls in the city, and even some impatient monks had already started trading. Because in the few days when the official trade fair began, rare treasures and materials would emerge, but they were luxuries for ordinary monks.

If you want to buy some rare materials, it is best to look for them in advance.

As a result, the originally deserted Tiantian City gradually became lively. All the people walking on the streets were cultivators, and there was only one kind of currency, that is, spirit stones.

The only auction house in the city also began accepting rare items for auction and appraisal.

The whole city became prosperous.

With only half a month left before the trade fair, three beams of light flew towards the city from thousands of miles away.

When the light and shadow got closer, two monks, one male and one female, could be clearly seen.

One of the female nuns was cold and beautiful, and she was standing close to an ordinary young man in green clothes. The two seemed to have a close relationship.

The other person was a middle-aged man in a blue shirt, with an extraordinary aura.

Yin Mo and Elder Lu came from the distant Xi Country. As for the beautiful female cultivator, she was Yin Mo's concubine, named Mu Peiling.

Elder Cheng, a cultivator with silver hair and a long beard, was unable to come because he had to stay in Luoyun Sect to guard against uninvited guests.

According to him, he has participated in such events seven or eight times, and there is no urgent need, so he is naturally willing to give the opportunity to his younger junior brothers.

Therefore, Yin Mo and Elder Lu appeared at the meeting.

Mu Peiling encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, so he came out of seclusion.

When she heard that the first trading event in Tiannan was about to be held, she couldn't help but feel moved and tried to take this opportunity to broaden her horizons.

If she fails to successfully form the elixir, this event may be her only chance.

Yin Mo was not mean, and he also felt whether it was dangerous to participate in the trade fair, so he quickly agreed.

After all, the journey is long, and having a beautiful woman by your side is a kind of enjoyment.

Of course, on the way to the trade fair, there were also some cultivators from the three major sects of Yunmeng Mountain. Some of them traveled together, and some traveled alone.

Naturally, Yin Mo and his companions were unwilling to act together with these people, so they set out early and arrived at the State of Yu first.

The route they chose tried to avoid the countries of good and evil, so they smoothly arrived at the territory of the Nine-Nation Alliance and finally arrived near the city of Tiantian.

At this time, Yin Mo was inadvertently looking at the surrounding scenery.

Occasionally, there were cultivators passing by in the distance, but when they saw Yin Mo and Elder Lu, their faces immediately changed and they flew away in a hurry, fearing that they would get into trouble!
Yin Mo and Elder Lu did not hide their cultivation levels. When ordinary cultivators saw two Nascent Soul cultivators together, they would be frightened and immediately take a detour.

At first, Mu Peiling might be a little uncomfortable with it, but later, after getting used to this situation, she got used to it.

At this time, Elder Lu was talking about something with Yin Mo while he was on his way.

"The trade fair has been held in Tiantian City for nearly a hundred years."

"In the past, the trade fair was always controlled by the good and evil factions, and was held alternately in Tianluo Kingdom and Fengdu Kingdom."

"At that time, the Heavenly Dao League had not yet been established, and the Nine Nations League was suppressed by the Mulan Master. The cultivators of other forces did not dare to make any moves, so this kind of event could only be controlled by the two factions of good and evil."

"But as the good and evil factions expand, monks from other forces naturally don't want to let the good and evil factions control the trade fair anymore."

"So starting from the last time, the right to host the trade fair will undoubtedly belong to the neutral Nine Nations Alliance."

"This can also be said to be a disadvantage of the expansion of both good and evil factions."

"Brother Lu's words have benefited the Nine Nations Alliance a lot."

"However, I am quite interested in the rumors about Tiantian City. This is the only city of Tiannan monks."

"It is said that the allied forces of the magicians once penetrated deep into the territory of Yu State, but were defeated by the monks of the newly-formed nine states using the 'Shangyuan Extinguishing Light Formation' under the city of Tiantian."

"I heard that in that battle, several Nascent Soul cultivators were killed. It was truly tragic." Yin Mo showed great interest.

"Haha! Don't worry, Junior Brother Yin, Tiantian City will never let you down."

“But I’ve always felt that Junior Brother seemed a little different after his retreat this time, but it didn’t seem like a sign of improvement in his cultivation.”

"It seems that Junior Brother must have practiced some new skills."

"Why else would I have such a strange feeling?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Lu smiled, then changed the subject and asked tentatively.

"I did learn a new skill, but I'm still a long way from mastering it."

"However, I heard from other junior brothers that Senior Brother Lu's 'Thousand Waves Art' is very famous, and I have always wanted to see it." Yin Mo smiled and turned the topic to the other party.

"Junior brother, don't listen to the nonsense of those disciples. My Thousand Waves Technique is just an ordinary water-attributed technique."

“Although it is easy to deal with Jindan cultivators, it is hard to tell who will win when dealing with cultivators of the same level.”

“However, this technique also has two magical powers that can save my life, so I won’t die easily.” Elder Lu shook his head and said with a wry smile.

Yin Mo believed what he said somewhat.

Last time, he and the silver-haired elder were trapped by the forces of good and evil, but Elder Lu escaped back to Yunmeng Mountain unscathed. This gave him a certain understanding of Elder Lu's means of saving his life.

Yin Mo was about to say something more when his face suddenly changed and he looked to the side in surprise.

"Sir, what happened?"

Mu Peiling, who was standing beside him, asked curiously. As Yin Mo's concubine, she was no longer cold, but charming and charming, with flowing eyes.

"A group of monks are flying towards us. Among them is a Yuanying stage monk who seems to have discovered us."

Yin Mo frowned, but immediately regained his composure.

"Oh! Really. I didn't expect your consciousness to be so strong that you noticed something earlier than me."

The middle-aged man surnamed Lu followed Yin Mo's gaze and also showed a look of surprise, and looked at Yin Mo with even more admiration.

Yin Mo smiled slightly. In fact, he didn't deliberately release his spiritual sense at all. He just sensed it naturally.

However, the fact that the Nascent Soul cultivator was able to spot them from such a long distance also showed that his spiritual awareness was not weak.

Yin Mo and the middle-aged man surnamed Lu were very curious about each other's identities, and couldn't help but slow down the speed of their escape light.

Soon after, a melodious drum sound was heard.

(End of this chapter)