There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

But Mo Ya didn't let him finish speaking.

Every moment in this world, people die. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, so why bother about their identity?

Mo Ya spoke softly, his tone quite ordinary.

He just felt a little regretful that there wasn't a pot of good wine at hand at a time like this. That way, he could have far fewer worries and anxieties.

"Birth, aging, sickness and death are indeed common occurrences in this world."

After a brief silence, Bai Feng couldn't help but speak. Although he knew that Mo Ya had always been like that, he still hoped that the other party could change.

At least, don't be so pessimistic.

So Bai Feng softly retorted, "When a life perishes in this world, a new life will always be born. The sun will set, but it will eventually rise again."

"Perhaps."

With a smile, Mo Ya did not refute the other party, but instead answered the question that Bai Feng had raised earlier: "Don't worry, it's not a big deal."

"They're just a few ungrateful ministers who dared to investigate the ghost soldiers who robbed the government's funds."

Hearing that Mo Ya wasn't going to find the Baiyue survivors who had escaped earlier, Bai Feng did breathe a sigh of relief. However, noticing Mo Ya's hand still resting on her shoulder, Bai Feng couldn't help but frown slightly and ask with concern:

"Your previous injury hasn't fully healed yet?"

"I'm much better now. The doctor said I'm fully recovered and it won't affect my mobility. But for some reason, I still have a strange feeling..."

Mo Ya paused in his rubbing of his shoulders, only then belatedly realizing that he had been doing this repeatedly.

He explained softly, but the scene of when he was injured involuntarily surfaced in his mind, recalling the fierce figure that pounced on him and pinned him to the ground.

Is that you, Brother Mo?

Mo Ya couldn't help but murmur to himself, a hint of unrealistic expectation surfacing in his eyes, but mostly sorrow.

I really wish it were you, even if you came just to teach me a lesson.

But I wish it weren't you, I don't want you to see my hands stained with blood, and I especially don't want you to be caught up in the undercurrents of Xinzheng.

This place is a hundred times more dangerous than the Fire Rain Manor of yesteryear.

Jiang Mo was unaware that someone was reminiscing about him, about his avatar named Mo Yuan in the "Stealing Jade and Carrying Fragrance" instance.

As he was practicing his exercises cross-legged, he felt a slight itch on the tip of his nose.

I almost ruined my plan with a sneeze.

Fortunately, this little accident was nothing compared to the torture of being consumed by desires and inner demons in the previous dungeon.

It didn't cause Jiang Mo much trouble at all.

As he circulated his inner energy, he couldn't help but mutter to himself: Who's talking about me now? Yan Lingji? Zi Nu? It couldn't possibly be Hu Meiren...

These distracting thoughts drifted through Jiang Mo's mind, but they did not interfere with the flow of his internal energy.

At this moment, he was in a unique meditative state, unlike ordinary martial artists who abandon all distracting thoughts when practicing their internal energy, their minds are free of external objects, and they are even unaware of their surroundings.

Distractions still exist, and perception remains.

However, none of this affected the efficiency of Jiang Mo's cultivation technique. At this moment, his state was closer to that of an observer in later meditation.

Let the thoughts ferment without interfering too much.

Just try to feel and experience it.

This method, called "The Three-Foot Divine Observation Technique," was an unexpected gain for Jiang Mo when he drew the Memory Sea Remnants after finishing the dungeon.

Originally, Jiang Mo went there based on his experience and insights gained from opening up the eight extraordinary meridians.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, I stumbled upon this mental cultivation method that is similar to aiding in entering a meditative state, which was truly an unexpected delight.

This mental cultivation method was created by combining the techniques Jiang Mo used when he opened up the Ren and Du meridians in the previous instance.

It can help people enter a meditative state at any time, without being disturbed by desires or trapped by inner demons, and improve their skills through highly efficient practice.

At this moment, Jiang Mo wanted to use this method to try to connect the Ren and Du meridians.

Although Mo Yuan's avatar had already opened six of the eight meridians before the dungeon ended, and Jiang Mo had also extracted the relevant experience and insights.

However, it was Jiang Mo who personally performed the procedures on the Ren and Du meridians.

The memory is still fresh, making it easier to recreate.

Given that Jiang Mo has not been practicing "Riding the Wind and Embracing the Moon" for very long and his skill level is not yet very deep, the success rate of attempting to open up the Ren and Du meridians would be higher.

Most importantly, the Ren and Du meridians are related to qi and blood, and physical health.

If this pathway can be opened, the symptoms of Jiang Mo's body turning into a corpse puppet, which have been troubling him, might be alleviated.

At least let's restore some of our sense of taste.

A life of bland, tasteless meals, where one can't eat without strong liquor—how can anyone live like that? Jiang Mo has had enough!

Connecting all eight extraordinary meridians is never an easy task.

Otherwise, the martial arts world would already be teeming with top-tier masters.

For ordinary martial arts practitioners, attempting to open up the eight extraordinary meridians requires more than ten years of physical training, supplemented by several years of cultivating advanced internal energy.

The latter is an indispensable driving force for unblocking the meridians.

The former, in particular, is the foundation for opening up the meridians.

If one's physique is not sufficiently tempered and the internal meridians are not strong enough to withstand the impact, then the meridians will most likely be severed during the process of opening the eight extraordinary meridians.

Even if he doesn't die, he'll become a cripple.

This is why one should not rush the process of opening up the eight extraordinary meridians.

However, the problem Jiang Mo was facing was not that his meridians were not resilient enough. On the contrary, Jiang Mo felt that his meridians might be a little too resilient.

If others were to connect their meridians by digging tunnels in the mountains...

Jiang Mo was digging a tunnel when he ran headfirst into a large metal vein. He struggled for a long time, but his progress was quite slow.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Mo realized where the root of the problem lay.

Corpse puppet transformation, or more corpse puppet transformation!

When ordinary martial arts practitioners train their bodies, they not only strengthen their muscles and bones, but also gradually eliminate impurities from their bodies through simple, painstaking methods.

In some respects, it can also be considered a purification of the marrow from the I Ching.

It's just that the efficiency is much lower, and it requires long-term, uninterrupted persistence to see significant results.

Jiang Mo's physical strength did not come from years of training.

It is the secret technique of corpse puppets.

This comes from the witchcraft and sorcery of the Baiyue people, a truly unorthodox and heretical practice. While it greatly strengthens the physique, it has absolutely no effect on the sorcery or marrow cleansing. Instead, it has also strengthened many impurities within Jiang Mo's body.

This has made it difficult for him to open up his meridians.

This is the difference between the so-called orthodox Xuanmen (Taoist sect) and the unorthodox Xuanmen. The latter may be able to progress faster, but ultimately it is difficult to progress as steadily as the former.

After working hard silently for a while, the progress was still worrying.

On the contrary, their already limited internal strength was greatly depleted in the process.

Judging that it would be difficult for him to easily open up the Ren and Du meridians in the short term, Jiang Mo prepared to stop practicing and rest to conserve his energy for the evening's operation.

Unexpectedly, the door, which had been tightly closed, creaked open at that moment.

Hmm? Is it Yan Ling Ji again?

I said you've been much quieter these past few days; you've learned your lesson.

Little did I know that this was a way to lower my guard and find an opportunity to launch a sneak attack!

We're supposed to be rescuing Wushuang tonight, can't you just stay put and save some energy...?

Jiang Mo's slightly helpless sigh came to an abrupt end.

Although she didn't open her eyes to observe closely, the serene and elegant atmosphere clearly didn't match Yan Lingji's. A faint, almost imperceptible fragrance further revealed the newcomer's identity.

Purple Maiden?

How did you sneak in like that? How did you end up learning bad habits from Yan Lingji?

That shouldn't be the case...

Jiang Mo felt a strong sense of surprise, but with the blessing of the "Three-Foot Divine Observation Technique", this emotional fluctuation did not affect his meditative state.

Rather, upon discovering that it was Zi Nu, Jiang Mo, who was originally preparing to exit his cultivation state, changed his mind.

Jiang Mo was indeed very curious as to why Zi Nu had sneaked into his room without even knocking.

He wanted to see what Zi Nu was really up to.

So Jiang Mo continued to maintain his meditative state, but in reality, he secretly pricked up his ears, not missing even the slightest sound or movement in the room.

Da...da...da...

The soft-soled embroidered shoes made a sound so faint as to be almost imperceptible on the floor, but Jiang Mo could tell that the footsteps were approaching him directly.

So they really came for me?

No way, let alone Zi Nu, even if Yan Ling Ji saw me practicing, she wouldn't do anything rash. At most, she'd rest her head on my shoulder and take a short nap.

As Jiang Mo was pondering this, he suddenly felt a soft, warm body on his knees.

She was snuggling affectionately into his arms.

Chapter 43 What evil intentions could a fox possibly have?

Relax, just relax a little.

This is Zilan Pavilion, my own territory. I have every right to come and go as I please, so why be so nervous?

To make the operation go more smoothly, Zi Nu actively prepared herself mentally.

I came up with many reasons, but none of them seemed to be of any use.

As she approached Jiang Mo's room, her heart couldn't help but flutter with excitement.

Breathing inevitably becomes rapid.