Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

"Can I do it?" Hearing the other party's words, Mo Juren was stunned for a moment, and then asked back in disbelief.
"The poison is so strong that even your strength is not enough to dissolve it, but you let me do it. This is a bit... Are you sure you are not mistaken?"

"How could I joke about this kind of thing?" The beautiful woman shook her head slightly and began to explain.
"The elixir that my daughter accidentally ingested is called 'Dream Butterfly Grass'. It is an extremely rare species. The 'Dream-Inducing Poison' it contains can force the poisoned person's soul and consciousness into a series of dreams until they are completely lost. Unless they wake up, they will never be free in this life.

Over the years, I have tried countless ways to stimulate him, and even sent a wisp of my thoughts into the dream world in an attempt to wake him up on his own, but unfortunately I have never succeeded. "

"Dream Butterfly Grass?" Mo Juren was slightly surprised. It was the first time he heard of it. The poison contained in a magical herb could pull a person's soul into the dream world. It was truly incredible.

"Is there no other way?"

"I have tried everything I can think of, but unfortunately..." The beautiful woman sighed and continued,
"As time goes by, I can clearly feel that my daughter's soul has begun to show signs of being assimilated by the dreams. It's okay in the beginning, but as time goes by, the degree of assimilation becomes higher and higher. When that time comes, her self-consciousness will completely dissipate, and she will die."

"Since you specifically asked me to come here, I think you must have a way. You might as well just say it. As long as it is within my ability, I will definitely do my best."

"There is indeed a solution that is not a solution. Maybe you can give it a try."

"Senior, please feel free to speak." Mo Juren nodded slightly, but he was a little speechless in his heart. Sure enough, he guessed it right. It really exists? But can you be more rigorous in your words?
Besides, I said before that I have tried everything I can think of, but now I have to think of another one. Could there be some danger?

At this time, the beautiful woman also began to continue explaining:
"This last method is not complicated. It is to hold a special sacrifice so that my daughter and you can form a certain bond. Then, perhaps you can wake each other up through this connection."

"Maybe?" Mo Juren's expression changed.

"Yes, perhaps." The beautiful woman sighed.
"I've also said that this is not a solution. It's still uncertain whether it will succeed in the end, but we have to give it a try."

"If that's the case, then why wait until now? And why me? Wouldn't it be more appropriate for you to establish this bond yourself? Even those tribesmen outside, no matter who they are, are more trustworthy than an outsider like me, right?"

"Do you think I would have waited until now if I could?" The beautiful woman did not get angry and continued to explain.

“The Soul Praying Dance must be performed by a host who must be at or above the Fusion Realm, but it is impossible to complete the bond with the recipient at the same time. I am the only one who can try.

As for those tribesmen outside, it's not impossible, but it's not appropriate. Once the bond is completed, it can't be separated in this life. You should be able to guess what this means, right?
My daughter has good qualifications and great potential in the future. I can't let someone with mediocre qualifications take care of her, right? That will definitely have a huge impact on the future."

"Recognize the master?" Mo Juren instantly grasped the key.

"You reacted quickly." The beautiful woman laughed and continued,
"This ritual is called 'Dance of Prayer', and it is a witchcraft technique that has been passed down for a long time in our tribe. Through a certain dance, it can communicate the laws of heaven and earth, allowing the recipients to achieve a master-servant relationship.

Of course, you can rest assured. I will be the servant and you will be the master. You will have an extra subordinate in the future, and you will also gain my friendship. It will be beneficial to you. "

"Is that so?" Mo Juren nodded slightly. If he really did as the other party said, it would be the best thing for him.

Whether it is gaining a subordinate with unlimited potential or the friendship of a great demon in the fusion realm, this is definitely a rare opportunity that can be encountered but not sought after.

However, things are not that simple. All of the above are one-sided statements from the other party. It is unknown how much of them are true and how much are false.

The other party is a powerful cultivator in the fusion realm, and his daughter has extraordinary talent. Are they really willing to let her recognize a strange human cultivator as her master?
Besides, the little girl's incident happened thousands of years ago. So many years have passed, and the Seven Clans Trial has been held many times. Most of them are elites among elites. Why didn't they choose earlier? Why did they have to wait until today, and it happened to be me? Isn't this too much of a coincidence?
Too many questions swirled in my mind, but in the end I never asked them.

The reason is very simple. In the current situation, it is meaningless to ask or not. Even if an explanation is given, is it necessarily true?
He wouldn't ask the other party to swear, would he?

A strong man in the fusion realm is not something he can control. What if he suddenly turns against him? At that time, there will be no way to end it.

"When does it start?" Putting his thoughts aside, Mo Juren no longer hesitated and agreed immediately. Of course, he had no choice but to agree in this situation, so he might as well be tactful.

"Maybe in three days. I still need to make some preparations." The beautiful woman nodded and continued,
"You and the girl should settle down for the next few days. I will let you know in three days."

"Then I'm sorry to bother you, Senior."

……

Returning to the hall again, Xiao Yunhuang still had her eyes closed, in a state of meditation.

Mo Juren did not disturb the other party, but sat not far away and waited patiently.

As for the beautiful woman, she left after leaving a maid and giving some instructions.

While waiting, Mo Juren suddenly felt infinite emotion in his heart. This ancient secret realm was indeed not simple. Everything had been going smoothly before, but somehow, it ended up in this situation.

It’s not that there will definitely be danger next, after all, everything before was just his guess, but this feeling of not being able to control one’s life and death is really uncomfortable.

Turning his head to look at the maid standing obediently not far away, he suddenly had an idea and asked:

"What's your name, and how did you get here?"

"Reporting to the senior, I am originally a descendant of the Han family, one of the seven ancient clans, but only a branch. My surname is Han and my given name is Yun. Because I have no spiritual roots and cannot practice, I was sent here three hundred years ago."

"It turns out to be a descendant of the Han family!" Mo Juren nodded slightly. It turned out to be just as he had guessed just now. He was indeed from the Seven Clans. After a pause, he suddenly realized and said,

"Wait, you just said that you were sent here by your family three hundred years ago? That means you should all be over three hundred years old. How... how is this possible?"

“Senior, you may not know that the Ganmu clan has an unparalleled ability to prolong life. My lord, as the king of the Ganmu clan, is an even better expert in this regard.

When we entered the secret realm in the past, I and the other sisters who were sent here received the longevity treasure bestowed by our Lord, so we have been able to survive as mortals until now."

"So that's how it is!" Mo Juren suddenly realized. He had to say that the Ganmu clan was truly extraordinary. They could actually extend the life of a mortal by hundreds of years, which was something that was difficult to achieve in the entire cultivation world.

And judging from the situation of the woman in front of him, three hundred years was obviously not the end. Could it be possible that she could live for five hundred years, or even more than a thousand years? That would be too incredible.

“After being sent here, can we get out again?”

"No." Han Yun shook her head slightly, a hint of confusion flashed across her bright eyes, and continued,
"To be honest with you, senior, we have gained a long life as mortals, but it is not without price. It is that we have become one with this Ganlin Secret Realm and cannot leave it even a step in this lifetime." "Really?" Upon hearing this, Mo Juren's pupils suddenly shrank.

This is indeed very logical. After all, extending the lifespan of mortals by hundreds of years or even more is an act against the will of heaven.

Even though that beautiful woman is a powerful person in the fusion realm, she is not omnipotent. There is always a limit. It is already amazing that she can achieve this level.

The reason why he reacted like this was because this incident made him inexplicably have some uncomfortable associations.

Allowing these mortal maids to have a long lifespan, but having to be bound to the secret realm, not only unable to practice, but also having to be slaves for their entire lives, isn't this cruel?
He should have thought of this long ago. How could a being who could cultivate to the Fusion Realm or above be a good person? And if so, would the sacrificial ceremony three days later hide other mysteries?

This brought him back to the suspicion he had before. Of course, it was just a suspicion, and maybe there was nothing wrong, but it still made him feel a little uneasy.

Of course, he was not without a trump card. Yin Yue had given him a special talisman before, and specifically told him that it could be used to save his life at the critical moment.

Although he didn't know what the talisman was, he believed in Yin Yue.

As the princess of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan, how could the things that the other party specially gave out be bad?

Suddenly, he thought of the 'Tian Dao Ancestor' in the material library. When he was alive, he was at the peak of the late fusion realm, which even the beautiful woman could not compare to.

Perhaps I could talk about this matter and use the other party's knowledge to help me make some suggestions.

Although he was inside the material library, he was still able to communicate with the other party through voice transmission. This was also the safest way. After all, if he was released, he might be noticed by the beautiful woman.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and immediately moved his lips slightly, communicating secretly with the other party.

Just a moment later, Mo Juren heard something and suddenly felt happy, but the expression on his face did not change.

Time passed quickly, and after about two hours, Xiao Yunhuang finally woke up. When she saw Mo Juren standing beside her to protect her, she was immediately moved.

"How do you feel?" Mo Juren raised his eyes and asked with a smile.

"There has been a significant improvement in physical fitness." Xiao Yunhuang also smiled, and her eyes subconsciously swept to the pot and cup of spiritual tea on the table that had not been finished yet. She suddenly became more excited.

"It's good that it works, but it takes too long to refine it. We can't waste any time right now. Why don't you put it away for now and take it slowly when you have free time in the future?"

"Brother Mo is absolutely right. I think so too." Xiao Yunhuang nodded, and without hesitation, she took out a white jade bottle that was half a foot high, and then poured all the remaining spiritual tea in the pot and the cup into it.

At this moment, Mo Juren suddenly handed the pot in front of him to the other party.
"Although this tea is good, it can only satisfy my appetite. But it is different for you. After you finish drinking these two pots of spiritual tea and refine it, your physical condition should be able to improve a lot."

"This... okay..." Xiao Yunhuang wanted to refuse, but suddenly realized something. She did not continue to refuse, but took it with a smile on her face.

"By the way, where did that senior go?"

"I had something to deal with, so I left early."

"What about us?"

"I will stay for a few days and help him with something. It won't be too late to leave after I finish it..."

"work?"

"Just a small favor..."

"That's it..."

"..."

While chatting, the two did not stay in the hall, but walked to the back under the guidance of the maid.

……

After settling down, Mo Juren and Xiao Yunhuang waited patiently.

He also told the other party all the ins and outs about the sacrifice. After listening, Xiao Yunhuang was surprised and worried about the matter.

Unfortunately, there is nothing we can do except worry and pray for the other party's conscience.

But then again, theoretically the other party needs his help to wake up his daughter, so he probably won't do anything reckless, right?
With mixed feelings, the two waited until three days later.

One day, at the personal invitation of the beautiful woman, the two men left the palace and came to an open place in the valley.

I had passed by here before, but compared to the last time, the open space has obviously changed a lot.

The first is the very central location, where two circular platforms have been built, with countless densely packed and intricate spiritual patterns carved on their surfaces.

In addition, with the two high platforms as the center, eight mysterious altars were built in the eight directions around them according to the eight trigrams, and their surfaces were also covered with spiritual patterns.

What was even more unexpected was that above the eight altars, there were eight figures sitting cross-legged. They were all women, and like the beautiful woman, they had almost 100% similar appearances.

"A clone, a puppet?" Mo Juren looked at the eight women for a while, guessing secretly in his heart, and then he looked at the two platforms in the center again.

On one of the seats, a petite figure was sitting cross-legged. It was the beautiful woman's daughter, the little girl.

However, the other party was not in the crystal coffin at the moment, but sat cross-legged on the side of the platform with his eyes closed. (End of this chapter)