Mortal: I have a gathering technique

As dusk settles, the moon rises in the east.

The backyard of the Mo residence was brightly lit.

In the main hall, Fang Qing sat in the host's seat, accompanied by the women of the Mo family. One after another, delicacies from land and sea were served on the large table.

As a cultivator, Fang Qing had no dietary restrictions; he would always try a bite of any delicacy he had never seen before.

If this were seen by ascetic practitioners, they would surely grumble a few words, since "purity of mind and few desires" is a consensus in the cultivation world.

Although Fang Qing knew this, he didn't think so.

His purpose in cultivating immortality was to live a carefree and immortal life, and to do whatever he wanted. If he couldn't do this or that, and in the end he became a stone without desires or wants, what kind of life would that be?

Moreover, in the world of mortals cultivating immortality, there is no saying that "worldly food will pollute the body."

With that, Fang Qing had even less to worry about.

Seeing Fang Qing wielding his chopsticks with incredible speed, Mo Yuzhu's eyes flickered slightly as her mother's words of advice before the banquet flashed through her mind.

She gently bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, then picked up a piece of bear paw meat with her chopsticks and affectionately brought it to Fang Qing's lips.

"Senior brother, this 'Braised Bear Paw' is so tender and juicy, you should try it!"

Ok?

Isn't this treatment a bit excessive?

Fang Qing looked at the meat near his mouth, raised an eyebrow, and moved his gaze along the girl's soft and slender arm.

Mo Yuzhu lowered her head shyly, and two blushes crept onto her flawless, white jade-like face, unintentionally exuding a captivating charm.

Gee...

Which cultivator could withstand such a test?

Fang Qing was just an ordinary man; he never refused meat that was offered to him.

however,

This was quite an experience. Mo Caihuan followed suit and also picked up a local delicacy and fed it to him.

"Senior brother, bear paws are too fatty and greasy. This monkey head mushroom dish is much smoother and more delicious. You should try it."

Mo Caihuan held up her chopsticks and leaned close to Fang Qing. Her breath, hot as she spoke, brushed against his cheeks, making him feel itchy.

At the same time, a pair of big, dark eyes blinked impatiently, and her rosy lips were slightly upturned, making her look innocent and naive, but the cunning hidden in her almond-shaped eyes could not be hidden from Fang Qing's eyes.

"That little devil..."

Faced with the woman's elfin eyes, Fang Qing couldn't bring himself to refuse.

But why are these two sisters competing with each other?

Fang Qing was a little conflicted. She had just eaten her older sister's meat, and now she was eating her younger sister's mushrooms. Was it a little inappropriate?

But then again, it doesn't seem quite right to eat one and not the other.

After all, the most important thing in life is to be fair.

Yes, it's fair!

With this thought in mind, Fang Qing no longer hesitated and opened his mouth, sucking the monkey head mushroom into his mouth.

Yes, it is indeed smooth and tender!

While chewing on the monkey head mushroom, Fang Qing subtly observed Yan Shi and the others, wanting to see their attitudes toward their daughter's inappropriate behavior.

Unexpectedly, instead of being displeased, the Yan family members even showed a maternal smile.

Wow! They're going all out to win me over?

Fang Qing gasped.

He clearly remembered that in the original story, Yan and others promised all three beauties to Han Li in order to win him over.

Now that he has taken Han Li's place, he will likely enjoy the same treatment.

So, if Madam Yan really makes this condition, should I agree, agree, or agree?

Fang Qing squinted, her thoughts drifting away.

……

With delicious food and beautiful women, Fang Qing thoroughly enjoyed the meal.

As the moon hung high in the sky, he rubbed his stomach and, led by a pretty maid, strolled to the guest room prepared for him at the Mo residence.

The moment the maid pushed open the door, a faint fragrance wafted out.

Fang Qing looked inside and saw that the room was simply and elegantly furnished, with incense burners emitting wisps of smoke, which greatly pleased him.

After dismissing the maid, he did not go to bed to rest, but instead walked to the table and sat down leisurely.

Although the women of the Mo family were very attentive, Fang Qing dared not be careless. Before eating, he secretly took a Qingling Powder.

Now alone in his guest room, he didn't intend to meditate or cultivate. Instead, he took out the jade slip containing the "Great Sun Divine Illumination Record".

During the Qi Refining stage, this technique has a supernatural ability that can be cultivated, called:

Fiery eyes and golden pupils!

Once mastered, this eye technique can see through illusions and falsehoods, and even condense divine light to ward off evil and subdue all evil spirits and monsters in the world.

Previously, Qian Qing had focused on improving his cultivation level and hadn't had time to ponder it. Now that he had entered the late stage of Qi Refining, it was time to take it out and practice it.

The bright moon hangs high outside the window, while inside, all is silent.

I don't know how much time passed, but a beautiful figure was quietly reflected on the window screen.

Fang Qing's heart skipped a beat. She raised her eyelids and saw the door being pushed open silently, and a slender figure slipped in.

It's a black-and-white ring!

Their eyes met, and Mo Caihuan paused slightly before quickly moving to the table with small, quick steps. She then placed an exquisite green gourd in front of Fang Qing with a grin.

"Senior brother, at the banquet earlier, I noticed that you preferred sweet wine, so I took the liberty of bringing out the Hundred Fruit Wine from the cellar in the manor. This wine is refreshing and sweet, and I'm sure you'll like it."

Fang Qing picked up the wine gourd with a playful expression, rubbed it in his hand a few times, looked up at the little demoness, and said with a smile:

"Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious; there's no smoke without fire. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Caihuan puffed out her cheeks, then her dark eyes darted around, revealing a tearful expression, and she said in a pitiful voice:

"I tried so hard to please my senior brother, but he looks at me like this... Waaah..."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to cover her pretty face and began to sob.

The sobs were continuous and heartbreaking, but unfortunately, they were all bark and no bite.

Fang Qing watched with a smile, and when the other party was about to give up, she teased, "If you don't tell me now, I won't listen to the rest!"

"snort!"

Mo Caihuan gave a snort and said irritably, "You call yourself a senior brother? Don't you even know how to give me a break?"

The little vixen wiped her face, then put on a fawning smile, affectionately wrapped her arm around Fang Qing's, and asked:

"Senior brother, is it really impossible to cultivate immortality without spiritual roots?"

Fang Qing paused, staring blankly at Mo Caihuan.

He had assumed that the little demoness had come to ask him for a gift, just like she had done with Han Li before. He never expected that she had come to ask him this very question.

At this moment, seeing the expectation in Mo Caihuan's eyes, Fang Qing didn't know how to answer.

After a long silence, he took a deep breath and slowly said:

"I cannot give you a definite answer to this question, but at least, based on my current knowledge, I have never heard of anyone who has embarked on the path to immortality without spiritual roots."

Fang Qing ultimately chose not to shatter the last glimmer of hope in Mo Caihuan's heart.

Because the spiritual roots he collected could be used by others.

But his gathering technique is his foundation; if it is leaked, he will definitely die a horrible death.

Therefore, even with the Ink Color Ring, he wouldn't easily take it out unless he had absolutely secure means of keeping it secret.

However, the little demoness was unaware of Fang Qing's thoughts. Clever as she was, she thought Fang Qing was just trying to comfort her.

For a moment, he felt incredibly disappointed and lost all interest in joking with Fang Qing.

Fang Qing kept a straight face and let the little demoness leave in frustration.

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, Yan and the others waited for Fang Qing for a long time, but he did not arrive. When they rushed to the guest room, they found only three bottles of pills and a small note on the table.

Fang Qing was nowhere to be found.