Chapter 362: Chapter 359: Preparations Before Leaving (Part 2)

"You want to learn?" Mo Qi asked, a strange expression on his face.

"Yes," the old man nodded, not trying to hide anything.

"Fine!" Mo Qi agreed in a heartbeat. "I can teach you everything I know. Whether or not your Feng Family can learn it, well, that’s up to you."

The old man was stunned. He’d agreed so readily?!

According to his research, the power of Medicinal Cuisine was far greater than that of traditional Elixirs.

Furthermore, it came with all sorts of miraculous additional effects.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it a Secret Technique that was never taught to outsiders.

In truth, all the Feng Family wanted was for Mo Qi to provide them with Medicinal Cuisine, not the method for making it.

But the old man, following the principle of starting high and haggling down, had just casually thrown the idea out there, following Mo Qi’s lead.

He had already been prepared for rejection, never imagining that Mo Qi would simply nod and agree.

For a moment, the old man felt it was all a bit surreal.

’This doesn’t seem like Mo Qi’s style at all.’

’Is he really that easy to deal with?’

’Or is there some kind of catch?’

"Hey, what’s with that look? You doubt my word?" Mo Qi pursed his lips, feeling a little guilty.

’How could Medicinal Cuisine be so easy to learn?’

’Otherwise, it wouldn’t be the case that no one had succeeded for so many years.’

The reason he had agreed so readily was that he was betting on the fact that no one else could learn it.

Setting aside the matter of preserving the medicinal effects, just look at the Sword Skill required to prepare the ingredients. In the entire world, was there anyone besides him who could master it?

"No doubts, absolutely none!" The old man shook his head repeatedly. He didn’t want to make the same mistake as Liu Chen and let such a talent slip through his fingers.

"There’s no time to lose, young man. We must return to the Hall of Envoys now!" the old man urged.

The Feng Family was still being cornered by the Huangfu Family. They desperately needed Mo Qi to step up, deal with Huangfu Yu, and get them out of this predicament.

But Mo Qi shook his head and said, "No rush. I have something else to take care of first."

"How long will it take?" the old man asked after a moment’s thought.

Mo Qi gave him a suspicious look and said, "Half a day at the quickest, a full day at the latest."

"Alright. Then how about we meet back here at this time tomorrow?" the old man said directly.

Mo Qi nodded. "That works."

"This contains information about the Hall of Envoys. You can take a look at it." The old man tossed Mo Qi a Jade Slip for storing information, then left with the rest of the Feng Family.

Mo Qi put away the Jade Slip and looked around.

"Sister Kexin, Ruyan, San Pang, Liu Hui, come with me."

With a grand wave of his hand, Mo Qi communicated with the world Within the Pass through the Heart of the Dragon Vein, causing a Transmission Channel to appear.

Niu Kexin, Liu Ruyan, Jin Sanpang, and Liu Hui immediately followed.

"Bro, take me with you!"

Qian Duoduo leaped out from the crowd, waving his hands and looking at Mo Qi with eyes full of longing.

Mo Qi stopped in his tracks, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Do you even know where we’re going? And you want to come along?"

Qian Duoduo said dismissively, "I don’t care! Wherever you go, I go. Even if it’s through a mountain of swords and a sea of flames, a living hell on earth, I’m sticking with you!"

’Hey, hey, hey, we’re all men here. Could you not say it so ambiguously?’

Mo Qi’s face darkened. This guy’s mouth was as sharp-tongued as ever.

’If he keeps this up, someone’s going to beat him to death one of these days.’

"Uncle, I want to go too!"

At some point, the Young Prince of the Kaosan, Li Yuanhao, had also arrived.

Wu Bainian, the son of Wu the Old Ghost, also took a step forward. He didn’t speak, but his determined expression said it all.

"Me too!" Li Xuemiao raised a small hand and trotted over to Jin Sanpang, grabbing his sleeve and not letting go.

Nangong Yan, on the other hand, appeared silently beside Liu Hui.

Jin Sanpang scratched his bald head and, along with Liu Hui, looked at Mo Qi questioningly.

Seeing this, Mo Qi waved his hand and smiled. "Then come along, all of you."

With that, he stepped into the Transmission Channel first, and the others followed suit.

Liu Hong, Li Shimu, and the others stared at each other in bewilderment.

Although they were extremely curious about what lay on the other side of the Transmission Channel, they felt it would be improper to follow since Mo Qi hadn’t invited them.

’Mo the kid, you’ve passed the first trial, and more perfectly than this old man could have imagined,’ Liu Hong thought to himself as he watched Mo Qi and the others disappear.

’Next, you’ll have to face the second trial. I really wonder what kind of surprises you’ll bring me then!’

’I look forward to your future. I look forward to seeing what you’ll do.’

Meanwhile, under the arrangements of the Royal Li Family, the Imperial City entered a state of orderly reorganization.

The Li Family, along with the five remaining great families from the "One King, Two Generals, and Three Grand Masters," all began preparing for a mass migration of their entire clans.

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「The ruins of the Void Sect.」

Using the two-way Teleportation Array Within the Pass, Mo Qi calculated the Void Sect’s location and teleported everyone directly there.

Looking at what was once the vibrant and bustling Void Sect, now a field of rubble and ruins, Mo Qi’s heart couldn’t help but ache once more.

This place held ten years of his memories. To see it gone, just like that, was a heartbreaking sight.

He slowly walked through the ruins, retracing his steps along familiar paths from memory, finally coming to a stop before a small mountain that had been sheared in half.

At his feet lay a shattered plaque, on which the four words "Uncle Niu’s Kitchen God" could still be faintly discerned.

Mo Qi just stared at the plaque, completely motionless.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Liu Ruyan and the others stayed by his side, not daring to offer words of comfort or disturb him.

"No matter what, I’m grateful to this land for raising me."

After standing silently for over two hours, Mo Qi carefully put the plaque away and then bowed deeply toward the Void Sect.

"Let’s go!"

After bowing, Mo Qi turned and left with the others, without a hint of hesitation.

The group arrived at the edge of the Wailing Abyss.

"Everyone gather close. Don’t stray."

The Nether Soul Flame formed a ring of fire that enveloped them all. Under Mo Qi’s guidance, they jumped into the Wailing Abyss together.

This was Mo Qi’s final stop before leaving the Mountain and Sea Empire.

He needed to say goodbye to Uncle Niu.

The Wailing Abyss was filled with a dense miasma of baleful, yin, and foul energies. If an ordinary Cultivator were to be tainted by even a little of it and couldn’t purge it, they would fall to demonic influence in moments, becoming a mindless lunatic who would madly destroy and slaughter every thing and creature in sight.

In the end, they would either be slain by other living beings or die from exhaustion.

The Nether Soul Flame was the bane of these three energies, so with its protection, Mo Qi and his group reached the bottom without any trouble.

Returning to its old home, the Pig Emperor seemed a little excited.

It stood on Mo Qi’s shoulder, its eyes wide as it looked left and right, before its figure flashed and it darted deeper into the abyss.

"Mo the kid, this emperor is going to fetch some things. I’ll be back soon."

Mo Qi nodded. With a thought, he pulled a figure out from Within the Pass and tossed him in front of Liu Hui.

It was none other than the man who had murdered Liu Hui’s parents—Nangong An!

"Do as you please. I’m going to pay my respects to an elder."