Chapter 210 News from the Ascension Conference

For a sect as big as Lingshou Mountain, it is impossible for them to spend time and effort to keep an eye on a few small Qi Refining cultivators every day.

In addition, after Mo Juren diverted the blame, Lingshou Mountain might have already pinned the crime of killing Feng De on Qin Yeling.

So after careful consideration, the two girls felt that it was not a big problem for Mo Juren to go to the Lingshou Mountain Market again, and they could only remind him to be more careful when the time comes.

"Madam Xiang, Sister Honglian, these spirit stones and elixirs are left to you. You two can practice here with peace of mind and wait for my return."

Mo Juren left behind more than 200 spirit stones and two bottles of True Yellow Pills, then he remembered something and said to Madam Xiang alone,

"Oh, there's one more thing. When Feng De asked you for the Gu in his hand, didn't I say I would give you a surprise? Madam Xiang, look at what this is!"

As he spoke, Mo Juren took out the insect nest and handed it to Madam Xiang.

Madam Xiang seemed to have been prepared and quickly opened it to take a look, but she was even more surprised.

"It's the Gu Queen! She really is a Gu Queen! And she still has this vitality, this bloodline... Master Tie!!"

Mo Juren smiled and said,
"Don't be too surprised yet. Here is some Gu Ling Liquid I prepared. You can keep it and study it slowly."

"I'll leave the Gu to you, Madam Xiang. If I want to use some Gu insects in the future, don't be stingy then."

"Yes!" Mrs. Xiang answered affirmatively with a dazed look in her eyes and a smile on her face.

Not long after, Mo Juren boarded the Xingyun Boat and flew directly from the sky to the south.

In order to avoid attracting attention, he decided to take the border route, first descending Mount Mengshan and then heading west to Gyeongju.

When we passed a larger town and were about to take a detour, we saw the terrain below. It was surrounded by mountains on three sides and a lake on one side. It was the beautiful Guanggui City.

Thinking of what Zhao Han from the Five Friends of Mengshan had mentioned, that the "Three Cups of Drunkenness" at the Nanhu Restaurant in Guanggui City was a unique dish, he became interested and landed on a flat area in the north of the city.

With the Qi-gathering technique, Mo Juren disguised himself as a mortal.

It is said that only after reaching the tenth level of Qi Refining can one practice complete fasting. Although Mo Juren's cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, he still cannot do without ordinary food to fill his stomach for the time being.

However, the higher his cultivation level, the more discerning his taste became, and when he occasionally ate food, he would try to find some exquisite and unusual food, and would not treat himself badly.

Since Nanhu Restaurant is highly regarded by cultivators, Mo Juren decided to give it a try and walked leisurely into the city.

Nanhu Lake is a major scenic spot in Guanggui City. It has a broad lake surface, vast mist, rippling water waves as smooth as a virgin, beautiful mountains and rivers, and endless ancient buildings. It is the place where many elegant celebrities and wealthy people linger.

Nanhu Restaurant is located right beside a lake with superb views. Its unique feature is that one can enjoy the beautiful scenery while tasting delicious food.

Mo Juren took out two taels of gold and threw it to the waiter, then directly occupied a window seat that had been reserved long ago.

With a bottle of signature wine, three cups of wine, and three lake seafood side dishes, Mo Juren poured himself a drink while gazing aimlessly out the window.

Soon, there was a sudden commotion downstairs, and the waiter said,
"Sir, you haven't shown up for two days. We have already cancelled the reservation for that table and transferred it to another guest... Sir, there are private rooms downstairs. Why don't you..."

"Get out of here! You even dare to take my old position. I want to see who is this blind guy..." Then a man climbed up the stairs with a stare in his eyes. He turned around and met Mo Juren's eyes.

The man who came was wearing blue clothes, with a tall, handsome and neat figure, like a knight. Who else could it be but Zhao Han!

After a moment of silence, both of them laughed. Zhao Han quickly said to the waiter who was chasing after him,
"Hahaha, I didn't expect it was an old friend of mine! Waiter, quickly bring me some wine, food, cups and chopsticks, I want to drink with him until I'm drunk!"

The waiter glanced at Mo Juren and saw that he was indeed smiling and nodding. He knew that the two of them were indeed acquaintances. He thought that the inevitable conflict was thus averted, so he immediately felt relieved and hurried downstairs to prepare.

The two exchanged pleasantries, and after three rounds of drinks, Zhao Han put down his cup and said,
"I didn't expect to sneak in for a drink and meet Fellow Daoist Zhang here. How about it? Did I introduce these three cups of drunkenness correctly?"

Mo Juren smiled and said,
"This wine is indeed extraordinary. Here by the South Lake, even the most ordinary wine can be made more intoxicating, not to mention that these three cups of wine are so mellow and fragrant, which is truly unique."

Zhao Han said proudly,
"Hehe, I knew that Brother Zhang's taste is really the same as mine. Unlike my elder and second brothers who are conservative and can't even distinguish the taste after fasting."

Of course he could complain about his brother at will, but Mo Juren was not in a position to respond, so he just laughed and said,

"You five friends at Mount Meng all have high cultivation levels. You can all abstain from food and at least have reached the tenth level of Qi Refining. Isn't this even more enviable?"

"Haha, that's nothing. It's just that I have more time to practice than you, Fellow Daoist Zhang."

Zhao Han wanted to say something modest, but unexpectedly he turned around and said,
"Hey, Fellow Daoist Zhang, how come you have also reached the ninth level of Qi Refining!"

Mo Juren was shocked when he heard this. He had clearly used the Qi Condensing Technique to conceal the fluctuations of his magic power, so how could this person see through it at a glance?
Seeing that Mo Juren was speechless for a moment, Zhao Han quickly apologized and said,
"It's not that I intend to spy on Fellow Daoist Zhang, but I have an instinctive secret technique that can sense the depth of other people's sea of ​​qi from a close distance."

"Just now, from Daoist Fellow Zhang's aura, I accidentally discovered that Daoist Fellow's Qi Sea is very similar to mine, so I guessed that Daoist Fellow and I both have the ninth level of Qi Refining."

Mo Juren couldn't help but said in shock,

"There is such a secret technique in this world! It seems that Daoist Zhao Han also has an extraordinary origin."

Then he thought of an excuse and said,
"As for my ninth level of Qi Refining, it is nothing more than a pile of things up out of thin air relying on my knowledge of alchemy techniques. It is not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, haha..."

Zhao Han clinked glasses again and guessed,
"I guess Fellow Daoist Zhang should also know about that rumor, right?"

"Oh, what rumor is that?" Mo Juren asked, confused.

Zhao Han looked at Mo Juren deeply, and seeing that he really didn't know anything, he said slowly,

"It's okay to tell Fellow Daoist Zhang. Rumor has it that the Ascension Conference may be moved up temporarily, and is expected to be held at Tianwu Terrace near Tainanfang City next year."

"what?!"

Mo Juren couldn't help but get nervous when he heard this.
"Is this true? I really didn't know about this. Isn't it said to happen once every ten years?"

Mo Juren originally thought that there were still three years until the Ascension Conference, so he could slowly improve his strength. Unexpectedly, he heard such news now...

(End of this chapter)