Outside Mo Qingyun's courtyard.
A figure flashed past and appeared in the courtyard.
"Who's there?"
The middle-aged man standing in the courtyard questioned coldly when he sensed someone's appearance.
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he recognized the black figure and was surprised. "Junior Nephew Mo, so it's you. Where have you been so late at night?"
"Greetings, Senior Uncle Pingyu!"
Mo Qingyun bowed respectfully when he recognized the middle-aged man in the courtyard. He said, "Senior Uncle, why have you come so late at night? Is there anything you need from me?"
"It's nothing important. I've come to give you the sect uniform and identity badge."
Bing Pingyu took out a few sets of clothes and a badge and handed them to Mo Qingyun to express his intentions.
Mo Qingyun nodded when he saw Bing Pingyu's actions. He accepted the sect uniform and identity badge.
After handing the items to Mo Qingyun, Bing Pingyu thought for a moment and his expression turned serious. He said, "Qing Yun, the situation in the True Demon Hall is complicated now. You don't know how to be discreet since it's your first time here. It's best if you don't wander around alone to avoid unnecessary trouble."
"I'll keep that in mind!"
Mo Qingyun hurriedly replied when he heard Bing Pingyu's instructions.
The experience earlier had made him cautious. He did not dare to wander around anymore.
"Alright!"
Bing Pingyu nodded in satisfaction when he saw Mo Qingyun's attitude. He continued, "If you want to walk around the sect, you can let me know. I'll personally take you around."
"Thank you, Senior Uncle!"
Mo Qingyun clasped his hands in gratitude.
Bing Pingyu waved his hand in response to Mo Qingyun's gratitude. He said, "You've used up a lot of Saint Power and mental strength to heal your father during the day. It's late now. You should rest early."
Bing Pingyu walked out of the courtyard after he finished speaking. He did not want to disturb him any longer.
Mo Qingyun did not think too much when he saw Bing Pingyu leave. He quickly returned to the house.
Bing Pingyu returned to his courtyard and looked at Mo Qingyun who had entered the room. A wisp of surprise flashed through his eyes as he said, "His movement speed just now was far superior to mine. This kid really isn't simple. Junior Brother Babeli is really lucky to have accepted such a disciple."
Bing Pingyu sighed with emotion and returned to his room without saying anything else.
Mo Qingyun returned to his house... Only then did he let out a deep breath and relax.
"Who is that girl? Why does she look like Ling's? "
Thinking back to the girl at the bottom of the cold pool, Mo Qingyun frowned. He felt a strong sense of curiosity. "Is there a connection between her and Ling Long?"
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, the girl's exquisite figure appeared in his mind.
After a while.
Mo Qingyun thought hard but to no avail. He shook his head and said, "Forget it. The girl's matter can't be rushed. Let's treat Martial Ancestor's injuries first. Then we can investigate the relationship."
After discarding the distracting thoughts in his mind, Mo Qingyun focused his mind and immersed himself in regulating his breathing and cultivating.
The night was silent.
The next morning, Mo Qingyun changed into his disciple robes and walked out of his house.
When Mo Qingyun walked out, Bing Pingyu was already waiting for him. He walked over with a faint smile. "Martial Nephew Mo, I've already prepared breakfast. Come with me."
"Thank you, Martial Uncle!"
Mo Qingyun cupped his hands politely.
About two hours later, Mo Qingyun finished his breakfast and went to Polar Ice's house.
Now that the injuries to his meridians had recovered a little, the Ice Demon Master looked much better than yesterday.
Seeing Mo Qingyun enter the house, Polar Ice Demon Master smiled kindly and asked with concern, "Qingyun, you're here. Did you rest well yesterday?"
"Martial Ancestor, everything is fine!"
Mo Qingyun replied simply. He did not waste any more words and immediately instructed Bing Pingyu. "Martial Uncle, please protect me. I'll treat Martial Ancestor now."
"Okay!"
Bing Pingyu did not object to Mo Qingyun's arrangement and immediately walked out of the room.
After Bing Pingyu left the room, Mo Qingyun treated Polar Ice's injuries and carefully nourished his meridians.
Many hours later.
After nourishing Polar Ice's meridians, Mo Qingyun withdrew his hand and said, "Martial Ancestor, your recovery is much better than I expected. At this rate, you'll be fully healed in half a month."
"My injuries are not urgent. Don't tire yourself out."
Seeing that his condition had improved, Polar Ice smiled faintly and expressed his concern for Mo Qingyun.
Mo Qingyun shook his head and stood up. "As a disciple, I naturally have to do my best to treat Martial Ancestor. This is what I should do."
Mo Qingyun's reply made Polar Ice Demon Master feel impressed and he nodded continuously.
After chatting with Polar Ice Demon Master for a while, Mo Qingyun opened the door and let Bing Pingyu in.
At this moment, Bing Baijun and the others also came and entered the house.
"Junior Brother Mo, there's news about the 100-million-year-old fire-type spirit fruit. When are we leaving?"
As soon as Bing Baijun entered the room, he excitedly reported the news to Mo Qingyun.
Hearing Bing Baijun's words, Mo Qingyun was curious and asked, "Senior Brother, tell me more about the 100-million-year-old fire-type spirit fruit."
As soon as Mo Qingyun spoke, Polar Ice and the others all looked at Bing Baijun.
Under everyone's gaze, Bing Baijun didn't beat around the bush and directly explained to everyone. "Just now, I heard from a senior brother that there's a fiery region of 100,000 miles in the easternmost part of the Fire Mystic Continent. There are 100-million-year-old fire-type corals in the fiery region."
"100-million-year-old fire-type corals?"
After hearing about the fire-type spirit fruit from Bing Baijun, Mo Qingyun started thinking.
If he immediately went to harvest the 100-million-year-old volcanic lake, he wouldn't be able to treat Polar Ice in the next few days. This problem had to be solved.
While Mo Qingyun was thinking, Bing Pingyu said anxiously, "If that's the case, let's not delay and immediately set off for the Fire Mystic Continent."
"Father, wait a moment. Let me finish speaking."
Looking at the anxious Bing Pingyu, Bing Baijun raised her hand and stopped him. "That fiery region is very mysterious. There's a powerful boundary inside. Only those below the Sector Lord realm can enter successfully."
"If a sector lord or above enters, they will be attacked by the spirit barrier and burned to ashes."
"Therefore, if we want to enter and harvest the 100-million-year-old fire-type corals, we have to gather some quasi-sector Lords."
"This …"
Bing Baijun's explanation made Bing Pingyu frown, and a troubled look appeared on his face.
There were many quasi-sector Lords and half-step Sector Lords in the True Absolute Beginning Demon Palace. There were even many of them in the Ice Palace.
However, with their current status, it would be a little troublesome for them to recruit a group of these people.
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