: Disdain

Mo Juren originally only planned to randomly pick two people to return to the valley.

However, when he saw Lu Jianghe, whose calm and profound inner strength set him apart from the other disciples being assessed, he couldn't help but feel a little tempted.

Without any hesitation, he immediately walked up to Sect Leader Wang.

As a guest elder of the Seven Mysteries Sect, Mo Juren went straight to the point: "This child is clearly a promising talent. If the sect leader is at ease, why not entrust him to me? There are medicinal herbs in Divine Hand Valley that can help improve one's strength. Let him learn from me for a year or two, which will not only help him cultivate his character but also lay a better foundation."

Sect Leader Wang exchanged glances with the other hall masters and elders.

The conflict between the Seven Mysteries Sect and the Wild Wolf Gang has been protracted and cannot be resolved overnight.

Being able to cultivate a disciple with great potential is indeed a good choice.

After a moment's thought, Sect Leader Wang nodded in agreement: "It is his good fortune to have gained your favor. From now on, I will trouble Doctor Mo to take good care of this child."

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on Lu Jianghe, who was not far away.

Mo Juren smiled kindly and beckoned, "Child, your name is Lu Jianghe, right? Come here."

The latter stepped forward, showing no sign of the boy's hesitation.

He walked up to Mo Juren and Sect Leader Wang, stood still, and nodded slightly as a greeting.

His composure amazed the people present.

"Young man, this is Physician Mo of our sect, who is also a guest elder. Elder Mo's medical skills are superb, and his knowledge of pharmacology is profound. He just personally suggested to the sect leader that you follow him to cultivate, so as to help you strengthen your foundation. This is a great opportunity for you, so why don't you thank him?"

An elder surnamed Ma explained on his behalf.

Lu Jianghe then said, "Disciple thanks the Sect Leader for his kindness and Elder Mo for his favor."

Having Han Li and Zhang Tie wasn't enough, so they set their sights on him as well.

It seems there's a real rush and not much time left.

With his hands behind his back, Sect Leader Wang added, "While you are learning from Doctor Mo, do not neglect your martial arts cultivation. I allow you to go to the Seven Absolutes Hall at any time to practice the core techniques of our sect. Cultivate both internal and external skills, so that you can become a pillar of the Seven Mysteries Sect in the future."

Han Li watched silently from the side, a wave of envy and bitterness rising in his heart.

He risked his life to enter the Seven Mysteries Sect, only to end up as a mere alchemy apprentice.

Lu Jianghe didn't even need to say much to attract the attention of Doctor Mo and the sect leader, who vied to recruit him.

Zhang Tie, however, was genuinely happy. He was simple-minded and felt that being able to continue spending time with Lu Jianghe and Han Li was the best thing he could do.

Seeing Lu Jianghe walking over with Doctor Mo, he waved and grinned, shouting, "Brother Lu! Brother Lu! That's great, we can be together again!"

The dust has settled.

Sure enough, we had just arrived at God's Hand Valley.

Mo Juren then summoned the three of them to his side.

He sat upright in a grand chair, surrounded by rows of bookshelves filled with books, appearing quite refined.

He then picked up a very thin-looking booklet from his desk.

"I have a set of mantras for self-cultivation, physical fitness, and foundation building. The three of you will practice these from now on. I will examine your progress in six months. If you do not meet the standards, except for Lu Jianghe, you will not be able to stay in Shenshou Valley."

Upon hearing this, Han Li and Zhang Tie felt a sudden tightness in their chests, and panic appeared on their faces.

However, Lu Jianghe looked directly at Mo Juren's face, his tone flat, and uttered three words directly from his mouth.

"I don't like it."

Upon hearing this, the two were stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

Even Mo Juren was stunned for a moment, his fingers holding the book paused slightly.

A thought quickly crossed my mind.

Could it be that the child looks down on him because he's just a pharmacist and doesn't know anything about advanced martial arts?

Even so, this is the first time I've ever encountered someone who dares to speak to me like that.

Mo Juren suppressed his displeasure, his voice turning cold. "Hmph, brat, don't be so arrogant. This incantation is a top-grade method for building a solid foundation. Countless people covet it. What makes you think you can look down on it?"

Lu Jianghe glanced at the three characters "Changchun Gong" on the half-broken book.

"I only want to learn pharmacology. As for the cultivation techniques and formulas, the Seven Absolutes Hall should have them all."

Decisive and straightforward, a direct refusal.

Mo Juren's eyes suddenly narrowed into slits, his face turning terrifyingly gloomy.

A faint, almost imperceptible black aura appeared on his face, barely perceptible to the naked eye.

Suddenly his chest heaved violently, and he coughed incessantly, as if he were extremely angry.

Mo Juren waved his hand forcefully, his tone irritable, "Go, go, go, hurry up and leave!"

For a long time afterward, Lu Jianghe's situation in Shenshou Valley was as if he had been completely abandoned and ignored by Mo Juren.

He devoted almost all his energy to Zhang Tie and Han Li.

On the one hand, he imparted medical knowledge to the two of them, and when he had time, he taught them to read and write, or the basics of martial arts, showing great care.

Lu Jianghe was left out in the cold, which made Zhang Tie and Han Li feel very uncomfortable.

I feel that things shouldn't have turned out this way.

Taking advantage of Dr. Mo's absence or opportunities to spend time alone, the two of them repeatedly persuaded Lu Jianghe to admit his mistake.

Until finally, Lu Jianghe couldn't stand it anymore.

Holding an ordinary longsword, he casually unleashed a transparent burst of energy that was ten feet long.

Then he stopped talking.

So, your brother Lu is still your brother Lu.

Mo Juren's original plan was to completely isolate Lu Jianghe, and wait until the boy could no longer restrain himself and would naturally come to him for help.

Unexpectedly, not long ago, Sect Leader Wang made a special trip to Divine Hand Valley and thanked him repeatedly.

She said that it was thanks to her careful guidance that her child was able to make such amazing progress.

These words made his lips twitch, filled with both shock and anger.

But he had to force a smile and agree, saying that Lu Jianghe himself was talented and willing to work hard.

There's no time left.

A cold glint flashed in Mo Juren's eyes.

If Han Li and Zhang Tie do not meet the requirements.

He will inevitably have to resort to some tough measures...

A year has passed in a flash.

At the summit, Lu Jianghe sat cross-legged, facing the rising sun, his hands folded over his abdomen, gradually entering a state of meditation.

Breathing exercises should be done in accordance with the four seasons and should not be neglected.

All cultivators who strive for longevity will naturally begin by diligently practicing breathing exercises.

At this moment, the sky is clear and the earth is bright, making it the perfect time for the inner world to connect with the outer world.

These rules of practice are applicable everywhere.

Unfortunately, the spiritual energy in the human realm is already extremely thin, and the Seven Mysteries Sect is not a place where spiritual energy converges.

Not to mention the Qi Palace in his body, even of Lu Jianghe's thirty-six natal acupoints, more than half of them are not yet fully filled.

To fully restore the Longmen Mirror to its former glory.

Simply by meditating.

It will take at least several years.

As for Mo Juren...

Six months ago, after learning that Han Li could cultivate the Everlasting Spring Technique.

They completely let him do as he pleased.

Even if a mortal masters martial arts to the highest level and becomes as strong as a tiger or leopard, what is he compared to the true power of immortals?

It's nothing but a clay chicken and a clay dog.

It can be broken with a flick of the finger!

Mo Juren looked at him, his gaze shifting from initial mockery to a hint of pity.

Lu Jianghe: "..."