Chapter 1967: Chapter 724: Devouring Minghuo, Returning Favor with Gratitude
After seeing that Elder Minghuo and Huang Independent Cultivator had not returned for a long time, everyone understood what had happened.
Among them, Nan Qi Old Ghost’s face was gloomy, his anger undisguised.
But in the end, the Molan Court was the territory of Mo Luo Sect, and given his status, he dared not act recklessly, so he left in frustration.
In the rear hall of Guiyuan Palace, Fu Chaosheng was polishing the bronze mirror in his hand. A vivid silhouette appeared on it, and seeing this, Fu Chaosheng’s smile grew even broader.
...
The ninth day of healing arrived silently.
In the same silent manner, Elder Minghuo opened his eyes.
Feeling the condition within his body, he exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi.
There was a look of relief on his face, accompanied by a trace of regret.
With the long-standing illness gone, he only needed to rest for a while before he could continue to advance along the Great Dao Path.
But the Minghuo he had nurtured for hundreds of years left not a trace, which he found quite regrettable.
"I truly had not misjudged him; that Huang Independent Cultivator’s expertise in the Dao of Fire is in no way inferior to mine. In mere nine days, he completely melted away all my Minghuo."
"But, where is he?"
Elder Minghuo, with a look of surprise, walked out of the secret chamber.
Fu Chaosheng happened to be outside.
"Do not disturb him for now; Huang Independent Cultivator spent considerable effort helping you heal and is currently recuperating at Ten Thousand Streams Ravine."
"Is that so?" Elder Minghuo chuckled, "I indeed must thank him personally, but I have some matters that require immediate attention, so I’ll trouble you to pass on the Soul Essence."
"It’s merely a transaction, there’s no need for such formality."
Fu Chaosheng replied with a smile.
After the other left hurriedly, he slowly walked along the complex palace pathways, finally arriving at a mountain ravine where countless small waterfalls converged.
At that moment, waterfalls hung suspended, and the rain curtain appeared like a veil.
A white-haired Daoist sat there quietly with his hair scattered.
A surging vitality and a chilling aura of death continuously coursed through him, with green-gold flames clawing out from him, burning the void into a distortion.
Seeing this, Fu Chaosheng took a deep breath, no longer able to suppress his previous calm demeanor.
"Borrowing fire to bind the soul, divine fusion with the world!"
At that moment, the Daoist trembled all over, and all the flames were swiftly absorbed into his body.
Fu Chaosheng was taken aback, "Did I disturb you?"
Luo Chen stood up with his brows furrowed, a puzzled look on his face.
"No, it’s just that I feel something is missing."
Fu Chaosheng sighed in relief, "That’s a pity; I thought you were about to comprehend the true intent of the Law."
"The Power of Law is not so easy to comprehend; you think too highly of me, friend." Luo Chen chuckled.
Fu Chaosheng shook his head, "Indeed, the Power of Law is difficult to comprehend, but in this Mountain Sea Realm, it’s an exception. The Spirit Qi here is abundant, the Spirit Mechanism flowing extensively; powerful Savage Beasts can grasp the Power of Law upon maturity, and we Humans are no less skilled. Moreover, in a mere hundred years, you’ve advanced from the fourth layer of Golden Core to the Nascent Soul Stage, Demon King Qingyang, such terrifying talent; I believe even if you were at the early Nascent Soul Stage, you could grasp a hint of the Law, I truly believe."
With these words, Luo Chen’s puzzled look disappeared.
He turned and looked at the plump elder, "I thought my disguise was good enough, whether in appearance or name, as well as my magical aura, all greatly different from a century ago. How did you recognize me?"
Fu Chaosheng laughed heartily, revealing the bronze mirror once more.
"Your disguise is indeed good; in a hurry, I certainly wouldn’t recognize you, but your maid with the form of a transforming demon beast; she is remarkable to remember!"
On the bronze mirror, Tian Xuan’s silhouette appeared indistinctly.
"What is this?"
"The True Spirit Mirror! My lifebound magic artifact, modeled after a Myriad Spirits Mirror, it can see through illusions and identify precious items, especially demon beasts. Once their aura is recorded, there’s no hiding. This Zhi Ge Conference, a major event for North Sea Cultivators, and to prevent a Transforming Demon Emperor from sneaking in, I naturally keep it active at all times."
Luo Chen gazed at the bronze mirror, an expression of realization.
He had been trying to keep Tian Xuan’s tracks obscured, fearing her Fighting Bird true form would be uncovered by Nascent Soul experts, thus avoiding unnecessary trouble.
Usually, he sent Sang Jinghe to handle affairs.
But unexpectedly, a flaw was still discovered.
However, this isn’t necessarily a bad thing; he came to the Zhi Ge Conference with the intention of seeking out Fu Chaosheng.
He wanted to use the Tianyuan Merchant’s connections to travel to Zhongzhou, and then return to the Eastern Wasteland.
And since the elder knew of the name Luo Chen but hadn’t linked it to matters from the Eastern Wasteland, Luo Chen felt relieved.
It seemed the issue of his involvement with the Demon Clan wasn’t as widespread?
It made sense; back then, he was just beginning in the Golden Core, perhaps had some fame in Yu Ding Realm, but it wasn’t significant across the Eastern Wasteland.
Since he had been recognized, Luo Chen no longer hid and bowed respectfully to the elder.
Fu Chaosheng avoided it slightly, "What do you mean?"
Luo Chen stood straight, "The advice from friend back then benefited me greatly; a thank you is deserved."
Fu Chaosheng gave a casual acknowledgment and then waved his hand, "A few words, nothing significant."
Luo Chen disagreed, "Blood Nightmare Mo Luo once actively recruited me, if not for your kind reminder, I might have indeed walked into a wolf’s den."
"You mean that...," Fu Chaosheng smiled gently, indeed he was the first to discover it.
No one else knew Blood Nightmare Mo Luo was attempting a three-vein fusion, even refining its Yuan Mo disciples into Blood God Children.
Only he, with the True Spirit Mirror at hand, saw the signs.
Thus was able to warn Luo Chen at the time, to avoid Mo Luo Sect as much as possible.
"But that’s not all; whether it’s the tips in cultivation from friend, the gifts of precious items for my maid, or introducing me to colleagues for exchange, all benefited me greatly in my later cultivation. My achievement of today’s Nascent Soul Realm owes a measure to friend."
Luo Chen put a big hat on him, and though he stated facts, given now he was a Nascent Soul True Master, such praise was pleasant to hear for anyone.
Seeking favors in such matters, it was actually difficult to ask from someone who extends kindness, but asking from one who owes kindness proved easier.
There’s a bit of counterintuitive logic to this, but that’s the reality.
However, Luo Chen was unprepared for Fu Chaosheng "to use guilt for favor!"
"Since you’re so grateful, why not do me a favor?"
Luo Chen was stunned.