Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

After leaving his residence, Mo Juren went straight to Guanghua Hall.

Before long, he arrived at his destination. Coincidentally, before he could even enter, a beam of light suddenly appeared, followed by a familiar figure.

"Brother Mo!"

"Friend Daoist Wen!"

Mo Juren turned his head and saw that the person who came was none other than Wen Yun. However, to his surprise, she looked travel-worn and her aura was somewhat scattered, as if she had suffered some injuries.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, what is this?"

"I went to the wilderness not long ago and just came back."

"Have you encountered any trouble?"

"I couldn't hide it from Brother Mo, we did encounter some problems, but fortunately they have all been resolved."

"That's really true!" Mo Juren nodded slightly, scrutinized the other person again for a moment, and continued to ask.

"How are your injuries? Do you need my help?"

"No need for that. My injuries aren't serious. I'll be fine after a period of rest."

"That's good. Please feel free to ask if you need anything. As long as it's within my power, I will not refuse."

"Thank you, Brother Mo..." Wen Yun could sense the sincerity in the other party's words; it was clearly not mere politeness. She was touched and felt that she had made a worthwhile friend.

"By the way, Brother Mo, what brings you to Guanghua Hall? Is there something you need?"

"I've come to pay my respects to Senior Yuan Li," Mo Juren replied directly, without hiding anything.

“Vice Hall Master Yuan Li!” Wen Yun was slightly surprised. She thought the other party had come to accept a mission, but she didn’t expect him to visit Vice Hall Master Yuan Li.

More importantly, she had never heard of any connection between the two parties.
You should know that this Deputy Hall Master Yuan is an extremely special person in the Guanghua Hall, especially his temperament, which is 'hard to describe in a few words'. How could Brother Mo know him?
“I happen to know Vice Hall Master Yuan, so I will personally take you there.”

"That would be perfect, thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Wen." Mo Juren chuckled. He had originally planned to ask a steward, but now he didn't need to. With Wen Yun, the manager of Guanghua Hall, introducing him, he saved himself a lot of trouble.

"Brother Mo, there's no need for such politeness. Please come with me."

As they talked, the two walked side by side toward the palace gate and soon entered the main hall on the first floor.

There were quite a few people inside, but the two did not stop. Instead, they went straight upstairs to the seventh floor and finally stopped in front of a room.

At this moment, Wen Yun suddenly gave him a look, then slowly stepped forward and softly reported:

"Is Uncle Yuan here? Yun'er has come to pay her respects."

"It's you, girl! Oh, there's a guest too! Come in." A rather soft and charming female voice drifted out, carrying with it a hint of undisguised curiosity.

Having received permission, Wen Yun no longer hesitated and led Mo Juren through the door, entering a fairly spacious area.

Surprisingly, this was not an ordinary hall, but rather a secret chamber specifically used for cultivation.

The surrounding area was quite spacious and not furnished, but on the four walls hung a series of eerie paintings.

The scroll did not depict any landscape, but rather was covered with densely packed runes that caused dizziness at first glance.

Mo Juren was astonished that these paintings could even shake his divine sense, which showed how terrifying they were.

He even had a feeling that he was inside some kind of strange formation, and these paintings were the key to it.

At the far end of the path, there was a white jade futon, upon which sat a beautiful woman.

It turned out to be a middle-aged beauty wearing a purple dress, with an extremely alluring demeanor.

Her figure was graceful and shapely, her skin was as white as jade, and her appearance was impeccable. Her crystal-clear feet were bare, exuding a fatal allure.

This woman possessed the cultivation level of the late-stage Void Refinement Realm, yet she lacked the aura of a superior. Instead, she always wore a smile, giving off a kind and approachable feeling.

His gaze swept back and forth between the two people before him, a hint of amusement in his eyes, until after a moment he asked meaningfully:
"Didn't you go to the wilderness, girl? You're back so soon? And you seem to be injured? Also, who is this young man beside you?"

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious," Wen Yun said, shaking her head slightly.
"As for this fellow Daoist, he is Mo Juren, the master of Tianhua Tower, and also my friend."

"Born so handsome, and with such an extraordinary air, are you really just friends?" Madam Yuan Li continued to press, a half-smile on her face. Upon hearing this, Wen Yun immediately understood, and her cheeks flushed instantly.

"Uncle-Master, you've misunderstood. We're not in that kind of relationship."

"Isn't that a pity? Such a handsome and extraordinary man, whose cultivation is comparable to yours, is hard to find even with a lantern. You, girl, didn't know how to seize the opportunity. You're really foolish!" Madam Yuan Li shook her head slightly, looking extremely regretful. However, upon hearing this, Wen Yun felt even more helpless. She understood the temperament of this 'Martial Uncle,' so it wasn't surprising that he would say such a thing.

But at this moment, saying this in front of her was still a bit embarrassing.

She had absolutely no romantic feelings for the man beside her, or rather, she had no romantic feelings for any man.

In her early days when she was still insignificant, she had also indulged in romantic relationships, but due to her bad luck with men, she suffered unimaginable damage and almost died.

Since then, she no longer believed in so-called love, and even swore an oath with her heart to pursue the Great Dao for the rest of her life, never to be distracted by anything else.

However, Mo Juren's situation was different. The other party was a friend she respected, and she felt somewhat uncomfortable having such topics discussed in front of her.

Furthermore, she was also somewhat surprised. What had she just heard? Brother Mo's cultivation level was actually comparable to hers? In other words, he had already broken through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm?

He must have deliberately concealed it, which is why she hasn't noticed anything amiss since we met!
If she remembered correctly, when the other party first came to the Radiant Palace, he was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Now, in less than a hundred years, he has crossed two minor realms and reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

This is an incredibly terrifying cultivation speed; there are very few in the cultivation world who can rival it.

It is clear that Uncle Yuan's evaluation was entirely accurate; Brother Mo is indeed a rare genius.

If it were someone who had never experienced romantic love, seeing such an outstanding person would probably have made them fall for her, but now...

Compared to Wen Yun's complex emotions, Mo Juren remained remarkably calm.

Given his mindset, it's impossible for him to be unable to handle a few teasing remarks, especially since he and the former were indeed just friends.

He was somewhat surprised at this moment; this Senior Yuan Li's personality was indeed rather 'unique'!

Another point is that Fairy Fengyu previously said she would give prior notice, right? Shouldn't she recognize him when she hears his name? Why does she seem like she doesn't recognize him at all?

Or perhaps I arrived too early? Fairy Phoenix Feather hasn't had time yet.

Thinking of this, he didn't delay any longer and immediately took out the token given to him, intending to explain his purpose for coming.

However, before he could even speak, the moment Madam Yuanli saw the token, the smile on her face vanished instantly, and she asked with a serious expression:

How did you come to have this?

"Naturally, it was a gift from Elder Feng. I am here to visit on her orders, didn't you know?" Mo Juren replied directly.

Upon hearing this, not only Madam Yuanli, but also Wen Yun, who was standing to the side, showed a look of shock again. She wondered if the Elder Feng mentioned by the other party was one of the elders in the council.

On second thought, this was the only possibility. After all, there was only one person with the surname Feng in the Elder Council, and the Yuan Martial Uncle in front of him was also the other party's direct subordinate.

However, it was precisely because of this that she found it even more unbelievable! That being was known for being aloof and extremely difficult to deal with, so how did they know each other?
Thinking of this, she almost subconsciously looked at Qi Mo Juren. She hadn't noticed it before, but now she felt as if he was shrouded in a layer of mist, and she couldn't see through him anymore.

"Is it true that Elder Feng gave it to you?" Madam Yuan Li frowned slightly. As Elder Feng's direct descendant, she naturally dared not be careless about such matters.

"Even if I had ten thousand lives, I wouldn't dare to talk nonsense about such a thing!" Mo Juren chuckled. Sure enough, upon hearing this, Madam Yuanli immediately looked enlightened.

She finally came to her senses; she had been so shocked that she hadn't realized what was happening and had asked such a silly question.

Just as the other party said, they wouldn't dare lie about such a thing even if they had ten thousand lives. And it seems that the token in their hand really was a gift from Elder Feng.

She wondered what the other party's relationship was with Elder Feng. After all, no one understood the importance of this token better than her; only those who were truly close to her were qualified to obtain it.

Thinking of this, she suddenly looked at Wen Yun, a strange light flashing in her eyes. The latter understood almost instantly and said:
"I suddenly remembered that I have a personal matter to attend to urgently, so I will take my leave now."

"Go ahead, and come find me again if you need anything in the future."

"I understand."

Wen Yun bowed respectfully again, gave Mo Juren a wink, and then hurriedly turned and left.

After he left, Madam Yuanli's gaze fell on Mo Juren again. She didn't say anything more, then took out a token and started sending messages. In the blink of an eye, the information was sent back.

"I see." After reading the information, Madam Yuanli immediately understood everything, put away the token, and a warm smile reappeared on her face.

Mo Juren could clearly sense that, compared to the previous insincere perfunctory attitude, the other party was now significantly more sincere.

"Young friend Mo is so fortunate to receive such care from Elder Feng; I am truly envious!"

"It is indeed an honor for this junior, and I am sorry to have made you laugh, senior." Mo Juren naturally did not explain anything, but simply nodded slightly in agreement.

Such a humble attitude naturally pleased Madam Yuanli even more. She wisely refrained from probing further and instead brought up the main matter… (End of Chapter)