Outside Azure Qilin Village, Zuo Mo
Below the Divine Mountains, there were many ways for the villages outside the cities to earn celeste. Hunting wild beasts, selling them, mining, but all of these had a certain degree of danger. The most stable and direct way was to grow herbs.
As such, under normal circumstances, all villages, large, medium, and small, would open up a place suitable for growing herbs outside the village. This was also the main source of income for the entire village.
In a medicinal garden in a village outside Azure Qilin City, two women carried baskets on their backs.
At noon, the sun at the foot of the divine mountain was frighteningly hot. However, the two women in plain clothes braved the scorching sun, sweating profusely as they plucked one herb after another. Because these herbs were most suitable to be picked at noon, they could be sold for a few more celeste when they were sold.
"Big Sister Zuo Mo, let's rest for a bit. My back is so sore."
The one who spoke was a girl who looked like she'd just come of age. Her eyes were full of mischievous intelligence, her hands were pitch-black, and her face was filled with exhaustion.
The other woman raised her head. Through the brim of her hat, it was possible to tell that she was the Tower Head of the Treasure Tower, Zuo Mo, who wielded absolute power and wealth in the lower realms.
When she heard this, she placed a hand on her forehead and looked into the distance.
After that, she looked at the little girl beside her, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.
"Then Lil 'Ting, go rest. I'll gather the rest."
"How can I?" The girl frowned, then smiled slyly and grabbed Zuo Mo's arm. "Big Sister Zuo Mo, let's just rest together. It's still early, so it won't be too late for us to gather later!"
The little girl pouted and acted coquettishly. Zuo Mo could only nod helplessly, unable to resist her coquettishness.
"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you."
They sat down in the shade of a nearby tree, then laid down her basket and faced the sky. Zuo Mo also put down her basket, took off her hat, and wiped away the sweat on her face.
It was hard to imagine that Zuo Mo, who'd once been able to summon wind and rain in the lower realms, would fall to such a state in the divine realm.
Fortunately, Zuo Mo wasn't as spoiled and spoiled as other noble young ladies. She could adapt to starting from scratch.
"Big Sister Zuo Mo, don't you have any other friends here?"
After lying down for a while, the little girl sat up and stared at Zuo Mo with her large eyes.
"There should be. It's just that we ascended at different times. The place below the Sacred Mountain is so big. I have no idea where they are."
Zuo Mo caressed the girl's long hair as she spoke. The girl pursed her lips and reached into her pocket.
In her pocket was a hundred-celeste note. When she had come with Zuo Mo, one of the village elders had given it to her in exchange for asking Zuo Mo a question.
"Sister Zuo Mo?"
She licked her lips. When she saw Zuo Mo turn to look at her, she nervously clutched the celeste in her pocket. Only then did she make up her mind.
"Why don't you accept Nan's pursuit?"
Zuo Mo was startled when she heard this. She looked at the little girl meaningfully.
The little girl became more and more timid under her gaze. In the end, she did not dare to look at her and lowered her head.
"Wang Nan asked you to ask, right?"
"Yes." The girl pursed her lips, somewhat dejected. She took out the celeste note and placed it on the ground. "Brother Nan gave me a hundred celeste notes on my way here. He told me to ask Big Sister Zuo Mo."
"You little money-grubber."
Zuo Mo tapped the girl's forehead, then placed the celeste note back in her hand.
"Go back and tell him not to waste any more time with me. I already have someone I like."
"Is that so?" The girl scratched her head and giggled. "Was he your dao partner in the Lower Realms?"
"No, he never accepted me." Bitterness flashed through Zuo Mo's eyes.
"How is that possible?"
The girl gasped. In her eyes, Zuo Mo was the most perfect person in the world. She was good-looking, had a gentle personality, and was an immortal king.
In the outside world, countless people would definitely try to woo someone like her.
But that person refused to accept her?
"What's so impossible about that? He has many more outstanding people by his side. They love him more than I do, and they're more courageous than me. Compared to them, I really can't compare. But regardless of whether he likes me or not, I can't possibly like anyone else. "
Zuo Mo pursed her lips and smiled. The girl scowled, her heart aching for Zuo Mo.
Sensing Zuo Mo's dispirited mood, she leapt to her feet, put her hands on her hips, and snorted.
"Big Sister Zuo Mo, tell me who he is. If I, Guo Ting, catch him, hmph …."
"He's …. He's Ye Zichen."
After a moment's hesitation, Zuo Mo didn't know why she'd blurted it out. Perhaps it was because no one here recognized him, which was why she could speak his name so openly.
"Ye …. Zichen?"
When the girl heard this, she froze. As for why she was stunned ….
A few years ago, a Grandmaster Ye by the name of Ye Zichen had risen to fame in the Lower Realms. Rumor had it that he'd fought a half-step ruler from the Lightning Emperor's Estate in Raging Flame City and forced him into retreat.
Rumor had it that Grandmaster Ye's true form was a supreme divine beast of the yao race, a fire qilin. Some said he was a dragon.
Others said he was a supreme expert of the demon race, and that the Xiao Family's ruler had a grudge against him. That was why they'd fought.
In short, according to the rumors, Ye Zichen was everything in existence.
"Big Sister Zuo Mo, the Ye Zichen you're talking about isn't that Grandmaster Ye, right?"
The girl gulped and laughed dryly. If it really was Grandmaster Ye, even if she had a thousand years, she wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
"How could it be him? Do you know who that Grandmaster Ye is? The Ye Zichen I'm talking about ascended less than five years ago. How could he possibly be able to fight a half-step ruler? "
Although Blue Qilin Village was backward, she'd still heard a few rumors.
Zuo Mo naturally knew that some of them were just rumors, but she couldn't deny that Grandmaster Ye was no ordinary person. She'd never seen Ye Zichen clearly, but the possibility that he could force a half-step ruler to retreat in five years was too low.
Zuo Mo gathered her thoughts, looked up at the sun, put her basket back on her back, and put on her hat.
"We've rested enough. Let's get back to work."
"Alright."
The girl obediently shouldered her basket. At that moment, a youth in cotton clothes, who looked no older than twelve or thirteen, hurried over. As he ran, he shouted, "Big Sister Zuo Mo, go back to the village and take a look!
"Big Sister Zuo Mo, why don't you go back to the village and take a look?
"What?"
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