Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

"Fellow Daoist, you are wise beyond your years. I could not hide it from you. As you said, I do have something that I need your help with." At this moment, the white-haired old woman no longer concealed anything. With a flick of her hand, a mysterious jade box with an ancient appearance appeared.

The jade box was about a foot long, half a foot wide and high, and was white overall, but had turned slightly yellow due to its age. Each of its four sides was carved with a different pattern, including water and fire, wind and thunder, and mountains, rivers and plants.

What's most unusual is the top side of the jade box, which is blood red and covered with dense, intricate spiritual patterns, with wisps of blood-red light flickering between the patterns.

With a slight flick of her arm, the white-haired old woman caused the jade box to vanish instantly, reappearing before Ancestor Chi Yun.

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Chi Yun was immediately alarmed.

Don't underestimate those seemingly casual little gestures; they can reveal a lot.

Putting everything else aside, this single act of mastering the laws of space far exceeded his expectations.

Pulling his thoughts back, he looked at the mysterious jade box on the table. He glanced at it briefly and immediately realized something, his pupils suddenly contracting.

"This is!" Ancestor Chi Yun was still a little unsure, then he used a burst of spiritual energy to lift the jade box and eagerly examined it closely.

After a short while, he put down the jade box and then looked at the white-haired old woman in the main seat and said,

"If my guess is correct, this should be the legendary 'Witch Spirit Blood Forbidden Technique', right?"

"Fellow Daoist has keen eyesight, recognizing it so quickly." The white-haired old woman smiled with satisfaction and continued,
"As early as ancient times, the shamanic path was once glorious, and the cultivation world was even more famous for the Ten Great Blood Forbidden Rules, of which the Shamanic Spirit Blood Forbidden Rule is one.

This seal is known as the number one seal in the world. Unless the true method of breaking it is known, even an immortal descending to earth might not be able to break it.

This is certainly an exaggeration, but it's enough to prove how powerful this restriction is. At least in this realm, breaking it without harming the sealed object is unimaginably difficult.

"Since you know all this, what is the meaning of bringing this item out? You don't mean to expect me to break it open, do you?" Patriarch Chi Yun narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully.

"If my senses are correct, you were a practitioner of the witchcraft path before, weren't you? Since the decline of the witchcraft path in ancient times, there are very few who still follow this path, and most of them have mixed lineages, not pure enough." The white-haired old woman's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of joy. However, upon hearing this, Ancestor Chi Yun shook his head slightly.
"What's the point of whether it is or not? Not to mention that I am now just a remnant soul, even in my prime, it would be impossible to break this 'Witch Spirit Blood Restriction'."

"Impossible?" The white-haired old woman frowned immediately.

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure it won't work? If you have any conditions, please feel free to speak up, and I will do my best to meet them."

"Why should I lie about such a thing? I only have a superficial understanding of the Blood Restriction of the Witch Spirit, but I have never studied it. The difficulty of breaking it is unimaginable."

"The difficulty is unimaginable, which means there is still a certain possibility?" Grasping the key point in the other person's words, the white-haired old woman asked again.

"That's only in theory. Besides, you should be aware of the situation with the 'Witch Spirit Blood Restriction.' If there's even the slightest mistake, not only will the seal fail to be broken, but the sealed item will also be instantly destroyed. Are you prepared for this? And are you willing to take this risk?"

"This……"

Upon hearing Chi Yun's question, the white-haired old woman fell silent, her expression shifting several times, looking as if she were caught in a dilemma.

Therefore, it is clear that the box contains something of paramount importance, something she cares about very much and would not tolerate in the slightest damage.

"Fellow Daoist, could you please reconsider? Is there really no other way?" After a long silence, the white-haired old woman suddenly became serious, and her tone turned somewhat cold.

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the unconscious Mo Juren, a murderous intent flashing across his face.

"Why must you force me to do this? It's not that I'm unwilling to help, it's that I'm truly powerless." Sensing the change in the other party's attitude, Patriarch Chi Yun's expression grew even more solemn.

However, the white-haired old woman didn't care about any of that. Now that she had made her intentions clear, there was no way to let it go peacefully.
"This item is of utmost importance to me. I have waited for countless years to break this seal. During this time, countless cultivators have come here, but none have succeeded."

Fellow Daoist is quite unique. Not only did your cultivation reach the pinnacle of this realm, but you also specialize in the path of witchcraft, making you the most suitable candidate.

Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, yet I am told there's no way to seize it. Fellow Daoist, what do you think I should think?

At this point, the white-haired old woman paused, her tone becoming extremely chilling.

"I won't be afraid to tell you, I've been waiting impatiently. Since you've arrived at the right time, you must help me break this restriction, otherwise..."

"It seems there's no room for negotiation on this matter." Sensing the other party's chilling killing intent, Patriarch Chi Yun sighed, pondered for a moment, and then changed the subject, saying...

"I can stay and think of a solution, but it's not something that can be done in a short time."

"Then how long will it take, my friend? A year, or two? And how confident are you then?" Sure enough, upon hearing this, the coldness emanating from the white-haired old woman dissipated somewhat. "One year! Two years!" Ancestor Chi Yun gave a cold laugh.
"Let alone one or two years, it's impossible even in ten or twenty years. Perhaps it will take thirty or fifty years, or even more than a hundred years. I might have a certain chance of cracking it."

Furthermore, for someone of your stature, the length of time is meaningless, isn't it? Since you've already waited so long, what harm is there in waiting a little longer?

"So long?" The white-haired old woman frowned, lost in thought once more. After a moment, she finally nodded.

"Fellow Daoist, what you say is true. Time is indeed nothing to me. So it's settled then. From now on, you will stay here to study the Blood Restriction of the Witch Spirit. If you can break it unscathed in time, I will reward you handsomely. It's even possible that your remnant soul will be reborn. But if you fail, you should know the consequences..."

"Rebirth from the ashes?" Ancestor Chi Yun paused for a moment, then his eyes flashed as he spoke.
"I know my own situation. Are you kidding me, asking me to be reborn?"

"The world is vast, and some things may seem like a fantasy to others, but they may not be for me. If you still don't believe me, then I can swear by my Dao heart..."

"This……"

Ancestor Chi Yun truly did not expect that the other party would actually make a vow, and it was a vow of Dao heart.

Could it be that the other party really has a way to bring him back to life?
If that's really the case, then that would be the best thing ever. After all, if there's a way out, who would want to walk the path of the ghosts?
Could there be any problems here? After all, oaths depend on the circumstances and cannot be taken as absolute truth.

Furthermore, he couldn't make the decision directly; he needed to consult Mo Juren's opinion. Of course, it was just a formality. Given the current situation, even if the other party wanted to object, they wouldn't have the power to do so.

Thinking of this, he immediately nodded.

"I agree to this, but there are some conditions."

"Speak freely." Hearing the other party agree, the white-haired old woman was overjoyed. After all, she was asking for a favor, and the effect of voluntariness versus coercion was completely different.

“It’s very simple. I can stay, but you must let Mo leave and give me two more items.”

"I see!" The white-haired old woman pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.
"Okay, is there anything else you need as a gift?"

"It's very simple. I need some Bewitching Lotuses that are over ten thousand years old, as well as at least five mature 'Netherworld Devouring Fruits'."

"Bewitching Lotus, Life-Devouring Fruit?" The white-haired old woman's eyes flickered, then she looked directly at Mo Juren, who was still unconscious, and a meaningful smile appeared on her face.

"Fellow Daoist, with your remnant soul, you naturally have no need for these things. You must have asked for them for this kid, right? You risked your own safety to send him away and even gave him treasures. It seems that this kid is of extraordinary importance to you!"

"That's none of your business. Just state my conditions. Do you agree?" Ancestor Chi Yun didn't bother to explain and pressed the other party again.

"Of course I agree. It's just the Bewitching Lotus and the Life-Devouring Fruit. I have plenty of those." The white-haired old woman chuckled. As she spoke, several streams of light shot into the hall from outside, which were undoubtedly the Bewitching Lotus that had just been picked.

At the same time, he flipped his palm again, took out a jade box, and opened it to find six strange, blood-red spiritual fruits inside.

"Everything is here; you can check it." With a wave of his arm, all the items flew onto the table in front of him, which surprised Ancestor Chi Yun slightly.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so accommodating and generous, offering seven or eight Bewitching Lotus plants, each over ten thousand years old, with the largest one exceeding twenty thousand years old.

As for the six strange, blood-red fruits, they should be the legendary 'Netherworld Devouring Fruits'. However, he had only learned about them from informational materials, and this was the first time he had actually seen the real thing.

With these two spiritual items, Mo Xiaozi's trip to the Yin Wind Swamp was not in vain. This was also the last bit of help I could provide him before we parted.

It's a pity he can't continue to follow him anymore; after spending so much time together, he's really starting to feel a little unaccustomed to it...

Gathering his thoughts, he looked at Mo Juren beside him again and asked:

"I hope the kid is alright. When will he wake up?"

"Having drunk so much 'Dew of Oblivion' at once, his consciousness is already deeply trapped in the cycle of reincarnation. It won't be easy for him to awaken easily; it all depends on his fate..." The white-haired old woman shook her head slightly, and then changed the subject again.

"Fellow Daoist, don't have any other illusions. This is something that only he can do on his own; no one else can help him."

"It seems we can only leave it to fate..."

Upon hearing the explanation, Patriarch Chi Yun sighed again, then fell silent... (End of Chapter)