Under Mo Wen's persuasion, Nie Wuxin left the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension in advance. Just as Mo Wen had said, the Source World was in turmoil now. There were too many things waiting for her to do. If she continued to stay in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, she would not be able to fulfill her responsibilities as a Palace Lord.
Moreover, Mo Wen had taken the initiative to stop her. It was not that she did not keep her promise.
In a bedchamber, Wang Yuan and his daughter, Wang Shuyi, sat in the garden and chatted. After a day and a night of rest, Wang Shuyi had finally regained her energy.
"Father, who is that youth? Why do you want me to call him uncle?"
Wang Shuyi looked at Wang Yuan with some dissatisfaction. It was awkward to call someone younger than her uncle. Although Mo Wen had saved her, he did not have to be more senior than others just because he had saved someone.
"He is my university classmate. It is reasonable for you to call him uncle." Wang Yuan looked at his daughter lovingly.
"Father! Are you joking? "Wang Shuyi looked at her father, Wang Yuan, in disbelief.
"Of course not." Wang Yuan smiled bitterly. This matter was indeed difficult to explain. He could only say, "Don't think that he is just a youth. He is actually about the same age as your father. It's just that after so many years, time has not left any traces on his face."
"What? His face does not age!" Wang Shuyi was dumbfounded. There was actually someone in the world who did not age.
Very quickly, Wang Shuyi's eyes lit up. No woman in the world could resist the temptation of not aging.
"He really doesn't age," Wang Shuyi said excitedly.
"Ancient martial art practitioners with high cultivation can indeed not age," Wang Yuan said after thinking for a while. There had always been a legend in the ancient martial art world that one's appearance did not age. However, even Golden Elixir Realm ancient martial art practitioners or even Martial Arts Grandmasters found it difficult to achieve absolute immortality. When one reached an age, they still could not withstand the erosion of time.
Absolute immortality was something like Mo Wen, who looked like a teenager even though he was dozens of years old. No one knew what level of cultivation he had to be to be able to achieve this.
"Father, I also want to become an ancient martial art practitioner with high cultivation." Wang Shuyi's face was filled with excitement. This was the first time she had seen someone who did not age. One could imagine how shocked she was. In the past, she had been procrastinating in her cultivation. Now, she had decided that she would definitely work hard in her cultivation.
"Then work hard."
Wang Yuan looked at his daughter and sighed in his heart. Sometimes, it wasn't just hard work that would lead to success. First, one had to have talent. For example, he didn't have talent. Fortunately, his daughter's talent was far above his. This made him feel gratified. Secondly, they had to have a good inheritance. Without a good master and a good sect to guide them, they might not have high achievements even if they had talent.
"I have to work hard!" Wang Shuyi seemed to have discovered a new continent. She was so excited that she couldn't wait to go to the quiet room to cultivate.
"Do you know who saved you?"
Wang Yuan naturally knew that without a good inheritance, his daughter would not be able to achieve anything in this life. However, he also had his own thoughts.
"Who is he?" At this moment, Wang Shuyi was also a little curious. No wonder that young man had his arm around Old Han's shoulder and called him old brother. It turned out that he was an old man wearing the skin of a young man.
"He is the master of the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, the founder of the Ming Palace," Wang Yuan said.
"The Ming Palace! The Ming Palace that you mentioned stands at the pinnacle of the ancient martial arts world? " Wang Shuyi looked at Wang Yuan in shock. Although she was inexperienced and her cultivation was very average, she still knew about the Ming Palace. This was because this ancient martial arts faction was too famous. Any ancient martial arts practitioner that came into contact with them would most likely hear them talking about the Ming Palace.
She knew that Mo Wen was very impressive. He could even cure the Grim Reaper's Terminal Illness. However, she had never thought that he would actually reach this stage. The Ming Palace was an existence that stood at the pinnacle of the ancient martial arts world. Any faction or sect that stood in front of the Ming Palace would be inferior.
Founder? Was he that powerful?
"Your Uncle Mo stands at the pinnacle of the entire ancient martial arts world. If you can get him to give you some pointers, you will definitely have extraordinary achievements in the future."
Wang Yuan's eyes sparkled. In his heart, he naturally hoped that Wang Shuyi could get Mo Wen's pointers. If he could take her as a disciple, it would naturally be the best.
…
"Uncle Mo, are you thirsty?"
"Uncle Mo, let me give you a massage?"
"Uncle Mo, you are the most handsome man I have ever seen."
"Uncle Mo …"
…
Early in the morning, Wang Shuyi surrounded Mo Wen and chattered non-stop. She kept calling him Uncle Mo, and her words were especially pleasant to the ear.
"What do you want?" Mo Wen looked at Wang Shuyi, baffled.
Yesterday, he was a liar. How did he become the respectable and adorable Uncle Mo today? The contrast was too big.
"Take me as your disciple. Teach me the great power to not age my appearance." Wang Shuyi's eyes lit up. She grabbed onto Mo Wen and refused to let go.
"You want me to be your disciple just to not age your appearance?" Mo Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Yes." Wang Shuyi didn't think that there were any other benefits to practicing, other than keeping her appearance from aging.
"I don't easily take in disciples," Mo Wen said in a low voice.
"I know that an expert like you will only take a fancy to a disciple with high talent. I am very talented. Even my father said that my talent is much higher than his. Also, I have good morals. I will not spoil the reputation of the sect. I will not deceive my master or destroy my ancestors … "
"Uh … then I will take you as an unofficial disciple first. After you pass the test, I will take you as an official disciple," Mo Wen said with a bitter smile.
Right now, he indeed didn't have the energy to take care of disciples. However, Wang Shuyi was Wang Yuan's daughter, so he couldn't reject her.
"Alright." Wang Shuyi nodded immediately. Who cared if he was an unofficial disciple or an official disciple? She would first get to know this cheap master.
"Since you have become my unofficial disciple, you are also a member of the Ming Palace. In the future, you will follow Palace Lord Wang Yinru to practice. When you become an official disciple, I will personally teach you," Mo Wen said.
"Does Palace Lord Wang Yinru know the technique of not aging your appearance?" Wang Shuyi blinked.
"Don't you think Palace Lord Wang Yinru is pretty?" Mo Wen asked with a smile.
"Yes, yes." Wang Shuyi nodded her head vigorously. Palace Lord Wang Yinru was indeed very pretty. She also seemed very young, only in her early twenties on the surface.
"She is older than your father. Do you think she knows the technique of not aging her appearance?" Mo Wen asked.
As Wang Yinru's cultivation got higher, she became younger and more beautiful. Not only did time not leave any traces on her body, but she also looked younger than before.
This was the benefit of immortal cultivation. Among immortal cultivators, Wang Yinru was actually considered very young.
"Alright, I will go look for Palace Lord Wang Yinru now." Wang Shuyi ran off with an excited look on her face.
In the next few days, Mo Wen returned to the main space and once again revived the critically ill Han Jiangong. However, he didn't go to the disaster areas overseas. It was because he knew that the evil Serene Absolute Evil Qi was not a disease. Instead, someone was controlling everything from behind the scenes. If he couldn't get rid of the source, no matter how many people he saved, it would be meaningless.
The source? Mo Wen knew a little. However, no one knew the specifics better than the Huatian Palace.
(To be continued.)
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