Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Just as Ancestor Chi Yun had guessed, the manor did indeed have an owner.

As Mo Juren finished speaking, the entire space fell silent instantly, as if time had stopped flowing. However, it only lasted for a moment before quickly returning to normal. Immediately afterwards, a spiritual light flashed above the pool, and an illusory bridge of light rapidly condensed.

Upon seeing this, Mo Juren instantly understood what the other party meant and breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that things had come to this, he naturally couldn't refuse. He would only appear petty if he hesitated, so he steeled himself and walked forward with a frank expression.

That light bridge is quite peculiar; walking on it, you feel absolutely nothing unusual, just as solid as real land.

"This pool is covered with restrictions, yet I was completely unaware of them just now. Unbelievable!" Chi Yun, the old ancestor who had been observing from his shoulder, suddenly exclaimed in amazement.

He didn't choose to hide, not because he wasn't cautious enough, but because there was no need.

If that strange beast spirit truly exists and is powerful enough, it would have been discovered long ago. Hiding or not makes no difference; in fact, hiding would only make it seem less sincere.

Rather than that, it's better to be sincere and open, at least so that the other party won't look down on you.

"A restriction?" Mo Juren's heart skipped a beat. At such close range, the other party hadn't noticed at all, which showed how high the level of the restriction was. The person who set up this restriction must have unfathomable strength.

If nothing unexpected happens, this must be the owner of this manor. I wonder if he is the same person as the spirit of the alien beast? But his strength is truly terrifying.

He quickly arrived at the front of the manor, and the light bridge behind him disappeared rapidly.

However, he had no time to pay attention to these things at the moment. Instead, he stood respectfully in front of the gate, patiently waiting for a response.

The next moment, the door opened by itself, and a strange young girl came into view.

The woman was about twenty years old, with a beautiful and dignified appearance. She wore a light blue palace dress and held a strange palace lantern in her hands. She walked out slowly with graceful steps.

Clearly, the other party had come out to greet him on purpose, and Mo Juren was momentarily stunned upon seeing them.

This woman certainly looked like a human, and there was no trace of magical power around her, so she seemed to be a mortal. But for some reason, she always gave him a very strange feeling.

It was as if he was facing not an ordinary person, but an existence of the same level. However, upon closer inspection, he still found nothing unusual.

Mo Juren was naturally puzzled, but he didn't show it, maintaining a respectful expression. At this moment, the woman had already approached, and her pink lips parted slightly as she spoke:
"My master invites you; please follow me."

Her voice was like that of a nightingale, melodious and pleasing to the ear. Combined with the woman's already stunning beauty, it was even more captivating.

However, at this moment, Mo Juren instinctively felt a chill in his heart!
For some reason, even though the woman did nothing and her tone was indifferent, he always felt that she exuded an extreme charm.

Is it an illusion?

Mo Juren was filled with doubt, but his expression remained unchanged. He nodded slightly and then followed the other person into the doorway.

At the same time, he became increasingly certain of his previous guess.

The mere title is enough to prove that this woman is no ordinary mortal, and her attitude shows no humility in the face of a 'stronger person', but rather is more like that of an equal.

As he walked through the manor, he constantly observed his surroundings.

The entire manor is meticulously designed and its environment is exquisite, with all the furnishings perfectly placed, creating a very comfortable atmosphere.

Nothing unusual was found; it was not much different from ordinary manors in the outside world.

What's strange is that there's no 'Netherworld Qi' inside the manor; instead, it's filled with rich spiritual energy, and the concentration of spiritual energy is much higher than that of the top-tier sacred veins outside.

Along the way, they naturally encountered some other human women, all dressed and acting like maids, and their attitudes were equally indifferent. Some of them even had a hint of arrogance in their gazes.

However, all the maids had something in common: they exuded an irresistible charm that was both inside and out. If he hadn't been so determined, he probably would have been completely captivated by them long ago.

Could it be that these women have all cultivated seductive arts? And at least at a very high level, one that he couldn't discern.

Mo Juren was guessing what was going on, but he also became more and more vigilant. He subconsciously looked at the old ancestor Chi Yun on his shoulder. The other party was also thinking about something. At this moment, his brows were furrowed and he looked like he was deep in thought.

Seeing this, he wisely refrained from disturbing the other party.

Led by the woman in the green dress, they soon arrived at a large hall.

At the head of the table sat an elderly woman with white hair, dressed in a black brocade robe, with a small, crimson spirit fox lying in her lap.

The fox had three pairs of ears, and its pupils shimmered with a strange, blood-red light.

"Six Ears?" Mo Juren's heart stirred slightly, and he instantly thought of some kind of legendary true spirit. At this moment, the white-haired old woman was holding a teacup and drinking tea, looking unusually relaxed.

Upon entering the hall, the woman who led the way first bowed respectfully and then quickly withdrew.

"I am Mo Juren, greetings, senior!" After standing still, Mo Juren did not hesitate and immediately bowed respectfully again, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.

However, upon hearing this, the white-haired old woman did not respond, but continued to drink her tea as if she had not heard anything.

However, the crimson spirit fox in his arms had already turned its head, its blood-red eyes blinking slightly as it stared at the newcomer with curiosity.

The old woman with white hair was clearly acting on purpose.

Mo Juren knew perfectly well what was going on, so he wasn't surprised. He didn't say anything more either, but stood there patiently, waiting quietly.

Seeing his reaction, the white-haired old woman paused slightly in the hand holding the teacup, and a strange look flashed in her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

The white-haired old woman slowly put down the teacup, and only then did she slowly turn her head. However, she still did not speak, but instead kept looking at the woman like the red fox spirit.

When his gaze fell upon the remnant soul of Ancestor Chi Yun, he paused slightly, then smiled.
"A remnant soul at the Mahayana level, which has even survived the ascension tribulation, is willing to attach itself to a junior at the Nascent Soul stage. Interesting!"

"Fellow Daoist has excellent eyesight, seeing through everything about me in an instant." Ancestor Chi Yun remained calm, showing no sign of panic. He paused, then suddenly changed the subject, asking a question in return.

"If my guess is correct, you must be the spirit of this strange beast?"

"The spirit of a strange beast?" The white-haired old woman chuckled, then said casually.
"Just say so."

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Ancestor Chi Yun was taken aback. What did he mean by saying that if he said it was true, then it was true? Could it be that he had guessed wrong and there was another hidden story behind it?

Unfortunately, the white-haired old woman showed no intention of offering any answers.
“It has been a long time since I have had any guests here, but today we have two distinguished guests. Please have a seat.”

"Sorry for bothering you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Juren immediately found a seat at the lower end of the table. At this moment, the beautiful woman who had left earlier returned, holding a jade plate with a pot of spiritual tea on it.

"I don't have anything good here, but this 'Dew of Oblivion' is something I can offer. Why don't you try it, young friend? Of course, this fellow Daoist's remnant soul is not worthy of such a treat."

"Wangchuan Dew!" Upon hearing the name of the spiritual tea, Mo Juren was only slightly surprised, obviously having never heard of it before. However, the old ancestor Chiyun, who had already drifted to the side, instantly changed his expression.

"It seems you recognize this tea, fellow Daoist?" The white-haired old woman's eyes flashed, and she asked with a half-smile.

"I am naturally familiar with this renowned spiritual tea from ancient times. Unfortunately, despite its great fame, it is extremely rare. Even in my prime, I had never seen it." Ancestor Chi Yun nodded slightly, his expression suddenly becoming exceptionally solemn.

"According to my knowledge, this 'Dew of Oblivion' is not just a simple spiritual tea. After drinking it, one will instantly fall into a coma, and one's consciousness will be pulled into a wondrous illusion, experiencing reincarnation and the seven emotions and six desires."

Those with strong willpower can transcend this, finding it incredibly beneficial to their mental state; however, those who become even slightly addicted will be utterly ruined.

At this point, he looked directly at the white-haired old woman.

"Fellow Daoist, you must have some purpose in gifting me this spiritual tea, right?"

"I was merely treating you with courtesy, why must you have an ulterior motive?" the white-haired old woman retorted, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"No purpose?" Patriarch Chi Yun sneered, clearly not believing the other party's words at all. At this moment, the white-haired old woman smiled again and explained.
"This 'Dew of Oblivion' is made primarily from 'Lotus Seeds of Bewitching Hearts' that are over ten thousand years old. It may be rare and precious to others, but to me, it's plentiful and nothing special."

"It's actually the Bewitching Lotus Seed!" Ancestor Chi Yun was slightly surprised. Thinking of the pond full of lotus flowers outside, it was indeed as the other party said, not a rare thing.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned to look at Mo Juren.
"You've heard about the effects of this Dew of Oblivion. Drinking it has both advantages and disadvantages. You decide for yourself."

"I dare not refuse such a gift from an elder. Since it is such a kind gesture from you, senior, it would be disrespectful of me to refuse." Mo Juren smiled and, without the slightest hesitation, immediately picked up the spiritual tea that the beautiful woman had prepared and drank it all in one gulp.

He underestimated the effects of the spiritual tea. In just an instant, he felt an unimaginably powerful spiritual force spread throughout his body and then invade his sea of ​​consciousness.

The next instant, he felt a violent jolt in his mind, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, completely losing consciousness...

Seeing this, Patriarch Chi Yun looked helpless and thought to himself, "You're too reckless! This kind of spiritual tea should be sipped slowly, not gulped down in one go."
Now look what's happened! The medicinal power of the spiritual tea has increased many times over. I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse!
However, considering how monstrous this kid was, I wasn't too worried.

Compared to Ancestor Chi Yun, the white-haired old woman in the main seat showed an appreciative expression, and then smiled and praised:
"This young man has quite the courage. No wonder someone like you, who once stood at the pinnacle of this world, is willing to submit to him!"

"I suppose it's fate." Ancestor Chi Yun wouldn't offer any unnecessary explanations; his expression suddenly turned serious, and he pressed on again.
"Fellow Daoist, you deliberately had this lad drink the 'Dew of Oblivion.' Is there something you wish to discuss with me privately?" (End of Chapter)