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Chapter 67 Mingyu Skill Acquired

Guo Ziyu stopped and looked Chen Mo up and down for a long time, her eyes filled with shock.

To be honest, her expression... actually made Chen Mo feel a little uneasy.

Could it be that the conditions offered were too demanding?

Actually, Chen Mo had long since given up on following Li Yuanlong... If Guo Ziyu felt he was asking for too much and refused, then he would be at a huge loss.

However, Chen Mo felt there was no need to panic.

Negotiation.

It needs to be done step by step.

If the other party doesn't agree, you can lower the conditions a bit, such as half a copy of the Mingyu Gong... that's not out of the question.

But the superficial work still needs to be done.

Guo Ziyu said with a straight face, "Mingyu Gong is the top internal martial art of Black Mountain Village... I have other exorcism skills here, which Young Master Mo can choose from at will."

Chen Mo immediately cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, Miss Ziyu, for the information and the peach wood sword you gave me. I will remember it. If you ever need my help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."

After saying that, Chen Mo turned and left, his departure resolute.

But in my heart I was praying: Call me back, call me back... please...

After walking about ten steps, I heard Guo Ziyu's voice behind me.

"Young Master Mo has quite the appetite. Alright... I agree."

Although the voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of sinister intent.

But to Chen Mo at that moment, it was even more beautiful than heavenly music.

Chen Mo suddenly stopped, suppressing his overwhelming joy, and turned back to Guo Ziyu, cupping his hands in greeting, "May I ask when you will bestow the Mingyu Skill upon me, Miss?"

Guo Ziyu twitched her lips. "Come with me to Fu Huo Manor immediately, and I will give you the Mingyu Skill."

The two chatted casually for a while and soon arrived at Black Mountain Village.

Chen Mo followed Guo Ziyu to Fu Huo Manor again.

It was late at night, and the village was quiet.

The lights in the inner courtyard were also turned off, presumably Guo Songyang and Guo Ziyang had both fallen asleep.

Chen Mo followed Guo Ziyu through the inner courtyard and into a side room in the backyard.

The side room was small, with a living room at the entrance. The furniture in the hall was simple, lacking the exquisite decorations typical of a young woman's home, and it didn't seem like a place for a young woman to live. There were also some red candles and two paper figures inside, and a white banner covered with various talisman patterns hung on the wall, giving it an eerie feel.

When Chen Mo reached the bedroom door, he instinctively stopped.

Guo Ziyu said, "I have no reservations, come in with me."

Chen Mo then went inside.

The room was about 20 square meters, containing only a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe. The furniture was ridiculously sparse.

Guo Ziyu bent down and pulled a black wooden box from under the bed. She brushed the dust off the box, took out an ancient book from inside, and handed it to Chen Mo.

"This is the Mingyu Technique. Take it back and have a look. In a few days, it will be the day to assign places. When you officially enter the Fortune and Misfortune Manor, I will explain it to you. Remember, the Mingyu Technique is profound and extensive. You must not practice it in private, otherwise you will easily suffer from qi deviation. The reason I gave it to you first is mainly to keep my promise and prevent you from having other thoughts."

Chen Mo carefully accepted the ancient book. "Thank you, Miss Ziyu. I will remember this. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

Guo Ziyu waved wearily, signaling Chen Mo to leave. After Chen Mo left, Guo Songyang walked in from outside. "You just gave him the Mingyu Skill like that?"

Guo Ziyu put the wooden box back under the bed and went to the living room to make tea for Guo Songyang. "I've confirmed it. He is a symbiote like Li Bingxiu. Moreover, he can absorb ghost energy and has mastered control over his body. He's the kind of person we need. If Li Yuanlong takes him in, the loss will be huge."

Guo Songyang took a puff of his pipe, his brows furrowed. "But he hasn't joined Fu Huo Zhuang yet. Giving him the Mingyu Skill rashly is against the rules. If people find out, I'll inevitably be reprimanded and punished by the chieftain."

Guo Ziyu lowered her head, her face solemn. "How many improper things have we done while barely surviving in this village all these years? How can those who aspire to great things be bound by rigid rules?"

Eh.

Guo Songyang sighed, "Yes. Rules are rigid, but people are flexible. I hope that this time, the Chen family brat won't disappoint us again. This old body of mine can't keep up for many more years. If I can see a glimmer of hope in my lifetime, I can die in peace."

Guo Ziyu gritted her teeth, "This time will be different. Immediately send a few people to the Hundred Corpse Pool to collect the remains of those dead villagers and give them a proper burial."

……

Fu Huo Zhuang sent a servant out overnight to collect the corpses from Bai Shi Tan.

When Li Qingniu saw the villagers coming over, he knew that Chen Mo had safely returned to the village. He helped the villagers sort through the bones in the cold pool before heading to Wuqiao Town to handle the aftermath.

Meanwhile, Yuanzhu, who had been waiting in the distance for dawn to collect Chen Mo's body, hurriedly went closer to see what was happening after hearing the commotion coming from the cold pool.

He saw Chen Mo kill a hundred ghosts and use Erhu to grab Li Binghui, killing Li Binghui as well.

Upon seeing this scene, the column felt as if it had been struck by lightning.

"how is this possible?"

“Even if he had entered the inner circle of the martial arts, there was absolutely no way he could have killed Li Binghui.”

"This fellow is really hard to deal with, he must hold a grudge against me. I have to hurry back to the manor, lest he come looking for me and seek revenge."

Yuanzhu didn't dare linger and hurriedly headed to Shoulu Village in Heishan Village.

……

"Junior brother, you're confused! Chen Mo is someone Master personally selected. How can you explain to Master that you're so obviously targeting him?"

In the inner courtyard of Shoulu Manor, a tall young man in a gray Taoist robe stood in the center, pointing at a pillar with a look of disappointment.

He was Yuanzhu's only senior apprentice and Li Yuanlong's eldest disciple, named Fang Tian.

Fang Tian was twenty-six years old and had followed Li Yuanlong for a full twenty years. He was steady and reliable in his dealings and was highly valued by Li Yuanlong. Therefore, he often helped Li Yuanlong with important tasks when he went out.

Having just returned, I heard about the Hundred Corpse Pool demons being wiped out by the newly recruited members. At first, when I asked Yuanzhu, he refused to admit it. Only after several rounds of questioning did Yuanzhu reveal the reason.

This infuriated Fang Tian.

It's only because Li Yuanlong hasn't been at the estate these past two days that...

Yuanzhu looked aggrieved. "Senior brother, I just couldn't stand that guy's arrogance and domineering attitude, so I punished him a little to scare him. Who knew that this guy was so capable that he actually killed Li Binghui, that white-robed ghost with thirty years of cultivation?"

Fang Tian snorted coldly, "This matter is of great importance, and I will not show favoritism. I will report the truth to you when Master returns. As for how Master punishes you then, I will not care."

Yuanzhu stepped forward and lowered his voice, saying, "Senior brother, have you ever seen Master value someone so highly?"

Fang Tian was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Yuanzhu said, "Chen Mo has already killed a white-robed ghost with thirty years of cultivation before even entering the manor. If he comes to Shoulu Manor, will there still be a place for you and me? Will Senior Brother still have a chance to learn the Preservation of Spirit Technique?"

hiss!
Fang Tian took a deep breath, and after a while, his expression had softened considerably. "So, what does Junior Brother mean?"

(End of this chapter)