Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

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Mo Yuanzhen raised his hand and made a hand seal. The array in front of him gradually opened up, creating a gap large enough for a person to pass through. He then smiled slightly at Mu Zi and stepped into the array.

"Please, fairy."

Mu Zi remained calm and gracefully stepped into the formation. As she passed through, the gap behind her gradually closed, sealing the entire treasure vault inside.

A glance around revealed the royal ancestor's treasure trove, a dazzling array of rare and precious items. Any one of these items, if placed in the outside world, would be enough to make the powerful figures of the Great Yan Dynasty envious.

But Mu Zi's attention was not on those ordinary treasures. Her gaze pierced through the many obstacles and landed directly on the deepest part of the treasure vault, on a ball of light protected by an array.

"Hehe, fairy, you have a good eye. This is the treasure I obtained from that place a hundred years ago. Please take a look..."

Wearing a black robe, Mo Yuanzhen walked slowly to the ball of light. He then took out a token and gently swept it through the air. The array in front of him immediately stopped fluctuating. Mo Yuanzhen then reached into the array and carefully took out the object from the ball of light.

The light dissipated, transforming into a jade box. Mo Yuanzhen opened it, and a rich life force immediately spread out, making the Yuan energy within the entire treasure vault seem even more active.

wow——

Mu Zi focused her gaze on it, and there was a drop of emerald green liquid, suspended in the air. With a refreshing vitality, the emerald green drop seemed to have a spirit, constantly transforming into various shapes, which was very mysterious.

Sometimes she resembles a blue petal, drifting quietly in the distance; sometimes she transforms into a lifelike fish, circling in the air; the next instant, she changes into an extremely miniature blue tiger, vividly lifelike, roaring at the white-clad woman in the distance...

In an instant, all the strange phenomena disappeared, leaving only the azure spiritual liquid suspended inside the jade box, emitting a faint fragrance that contained vitality.

Snapped!

Mo Yuanzhen carefully closed the jade box, sealing off the spontaneously escaping life force. Then he looked at the thoughtful woman in white in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Back then, I obtained three drops of this spiritual liquid in the secret realm. Taking one drop increased my lifespan by a hundred years. Unfortunately, taking a second drop seems to have no effect..."

Mo Yuanzhen's words did not surprise Mu Zi. This spiritual liquid was merely a derivative of the power of creation combined with the primordial energy of heaven and earth. The power contained within it was extremely thin. It was enough to prolong the life of a Nirvana Realm cultivator for a hundred years, which was already better than many rare and precious treasures.

"You're going to die."

Mu Zi glanced at the old man in black robes, her tone calm and without a ripple. Mo Yuanzhen narrowed his eyes but did not refute. With his cultivation at the initial stage of Nirvana Realm, his lifespan was originally about to run out a hundred years ago. Now, he was forcibly prolonging his life with the vitality of that drop of spiritual liquid. It could not last long. Perhaps in a few more years, this royal ancestor who had lived through several eras would completely pass away in the passage of time.

"The world is full of allure, and I find it somewhat hard to let go...hehe."

Mo Yuanzhen spoke in a low voice, a sense of unwillingness suddenly rising within him. Even though he had gained an extra hundred years out of thin air, he still had a lingering attachment to the mortal world. With Mo Yuanzhen's status and position, how could he possibly get enough of this beautiful land and countless beauties?

But the next moment, the unwillingness on Mo Yuanzhen's aged face disappeared, turning into a resigned helplessness. With his level of cultivation, it was impossible to prolong his life with external forces unless he could overcome the Nirvana Tribulation and improve his life level, which would increase his lifespan.

However, the Nirvana Tribulation is perilous, and those with insufficient foundations who forcibly attempt to break through to the Nirvana Realm face a near-certain death. Although Mo Yuanzhen once dominated an era, the Great Yan Land he lived in was merely a low-level dynasty. Even if he managed to advance to the Nirvana Realm by chance with limited resources, he would still be at the very bottom.

Mo Yuanzhen's talent wasn't particularly outstanding, insufficient to propel him upwards. Whenever the thought of triggering the Nirvana Tribulation arose in his mind, he felt a profound terror, as if the end of the world had arrived. Knowing his own lack of foundation, Mo Yuanzhen had never dared to take that step in recent years, and could only eke out a living by relying on the spiritual liquid he had obtained by chance.

Now, all his lifespan is about to end, and Mo Yuanzhen is a dying man. All he hopes for is to enjoy the power that comes with being the royal ancestor in the last few years of his life.

Therefore, every time he makes a public appearance, he will give advice as a senior, even if this may displease some people; the scale of his birthday banquets is often extravagant and wasteful, without any regard for the empty stock of the royal Nirvana Pills; he will even sometimes interfere in the internal affairs of the royal family, and use his authority as the ancestor to forcibly suppress dissenting voices.

Mo Yuanzhen knew that many within the royal family were now dissatisfied with him, but he remained defiant. Having spent the first half of his life painstakingly building a vast empire, he now only wanted to live for himself in his final days.

"Hehe, I wonder if the fairy likes this treasure I acquired?"

Seeing the white-clad beauty nod, a strange look flashed in Mo Yuanzhen's aged eyes. Then, under Mu Ziwei's cold gaze, he actually sent the jade box back into the formation.

"If you, my fairy, simply ask, I will gladly offer this item to you, but on one condition..."

The royal patriarch's gaze lingered between Mu Ziqing's aloof and otherworldly beauty and her graceful figure, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his aged eyes.

"As long as the fairy is willing to perform a dance for me."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zi's gaze towards the old man in black robes instantly turned icy, and a chill spread throughout the secret room, causing Mo Yuanzhen to shudder.

"Why should a fairy be angry? The world is full of allure. Rather than living in seclusion and asceticism, why not blend in with the world and enjoy the flavors of life like us mortals? Perhaps you will gain a different kind of understanding..."

Mo Yuanzhen ignored the beauty's increasingly cold gaze. A meaningful expression appeared on his aged face, and his eyes, as he looked at the white-clad fairy, were filled with longing, greed, and regret.

He had seen countless beauties in his life, but the woman before him, in terms of appearance, temperament, talent, and strength, was worlds apart from all the beauties he had encountered before. To be able to witness the charm of such a peerless beauty as he approached his deathbed was enough to make his life worthwhile!

Mo Yuanzhen was well aware that the other party's background was likely extraordinary, far beyond what the royal family could afford to offend. However, given Mo Yuanzhen's current mindset, he was willing to overlook many things as long as he could see this extraordinary goddess in her mortal world. Besides, asking her to dance was not an unreasonable request in Mo Yuanzhen's eyes.

"What has your decision been, Fairy? Since it's just the two of us here, no one else will know what happened today. Would you be willing to condescend to grant my wish..."

"snort!"

Just as the royal patriarch finished speaking, Mu Zi's eyes turned completely cold, and a chilling aura was suddenly released, pressing down on Mo Yuanzhen.