Chapter 142: I'll Guarantee You Won't Die

A secret realm!

Ye Chen abruptly stopped in his tracks, his expression curious.

The Cycle Wood emitted strong fluctuations, its medicinal properties far surpassing other spiritual herbs of the same level, indicating its perfect rules.

It was likely obtained from some special place.

At this moment, Mo Wenjian told him that such remnants of ancient places were still accessible, naturally piquing his curiosity.

The Dan Saint Remnant in the Jin You Domain possessed countless complete rule powers, harboring many secrets, and even ancient mysteries. Ye Chen was certain that the Canglan Continent was far from being as simple as it seemed on the surface.

If there were other secret realms, he certainly wanted to explore them.

This was the most interesting thing for him before returning to the Immortal Dao.

"Where is it?" Ye Chen asked.

"Outside the Jin You Domain, in the Death Valley," Mo Wenjian replied.

"I have to admit, you're very clever," Ye Chen said with a smile, looking at Mo Wenjian.

From the beginning, this old man's attitude had been very respectful. Perhaps it wasn't because of Ye Chen, but because of the Divine Alchemy Palace. However, at least his attitude was proper, which diminished Ye Chen's anger.

Then, he took out the Cycle Wood, which could replace the Hundred Veins Kunwu Wood, completely dissipating Ye Chen's anger.

Now, he mentioned the secret realm again, arousing Ye Chen's curiosity.

Perhaps Mo Wenjian hadn't thought too much about it and just hoped that the Divine Alchemy Palace could take care of the Wan Dao Sword Sect after he died.

But his goodwill was directed towards Ye Wujin.

This was definitely something he didn't expect.

"This information can be exchanged for a favor from me. Do you want to live?" Ye Chen asked solemnly.

These words made Mo Wenjian's expression change. The cloudy pupils burst into dazzling light, as if he had changed into a different person, as if he had regained his vigor.

Even Mo Daohua, Mo Li, and Mo Qingqing's expressions changed drastically.

Even Sichen was shocked.

What did this mean?

Could Ye Wujin really save Mo Wenjian?

Heaven, with his lifespan nearly over and poisoned with blood, was there a cure?

Wasn't it said that even the Lord of the Wan Dao Sword Sect couldn't save him?

Could he save him?

"Do you have a way?" Mo Wenjian asked in a trembling voice.

If a person had been desperate for too long, perhaps they would gradually accept the outcome, but when a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared on the edge of despair, the excitement was beyond words.

At this moment, Mo Wenjian felt exactly that.

He had long been prepared for his demise, only hoping to do something for the Wan Dao Sword Sect. But suddenly, someone asked him if he wanted to live? This was undoubtedly the most pleasant sound he had ever heard in his life.

"You just need to tell me if you want to live," Ye Chen asked again.

"I want to!" Mo Wenjian blurted out.

The choice between life and death was an easy one to make, without any hesitation.

"Good."

Ye Chen nodded. He then pointed his finger in the air, listing a variety of spiritual herbs, saying, "Before your blood poison erupts, I will come again. If you can gather these materials, I will help you once, guaranteeing you won't die."

Leaving behind these words, Ye Chen did not linger any longer and quickly returned to Jin You.

"Father, is it true that Ye Wujin can really help?" Mo Daohua couldn't help asking.

At this moment, he was deeply shocked.

From the beginning, he had wanted to appear more dominant so that he could trade the Cycle Wood for more benefits. However, Ye Wujin's attitude was even more dominant than his, completely overshadowing him.

Then, Ye Wujin mentioned the blood poison, which made him even more horrified.

Finally, when Ye Wujin said he could save Mo Wenjian, it was truly shocking.

He realized that he couldn't see through Ye Wujin at all.

Most astonishing of all was Mo Wenjian, who held onto hope for his life.

"Whether it's true or not, we must gather the materials on this list."

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Mo Daohua looked at the others in the hall, and a glint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

His father had been poisoned with blood, which was almost certainly the work of someone close to him.

So, when Ye Wujin said he would guarantee Mo Wenjian's survival, he paid special attention to Mo Daohua and the others.

These three people showed no signs of abnormality, indicating that they were not the ones who poisoned Mo Wenjian. Unless, that person hid their tracks very well.

"Father, rest assured. Even if we exhaust all the resources of the Wan Dao Sword Sect, I will gather these materials," Mo Daohua said solemnly.

"Before Ye Wujin comes again, this matter must not be disclosed to anyone. Sichen, please keep silent on this matter," Mo Wenjian said to Sichen.

Sichen was still in shock.

He dared not believe that Ye Wujin could really save Mo Wenjian, who was nearing the end of his life and poisoned with blood.

However, regardless of his doubts, he wouldn't speak them aloud.

"Rest assured, Elder Mo. Today's events will not be leaked," Sichen assured, then added, "Elder Mo, when do you plan to send Mo Qingqing to the headquarters?"

"I want to wait until one month later."

Before Mo Wenjian could respond, Mo Qingqing spoke up first.

She was concerned about her grandfather and couldn't bear to leave now. Only after one month, if Ye Wujin could really cure her grandfather, could she leave with peace of mind.

"In that case, I will come back to disturb you one month later," Sichen said lightly. He also wanted to see if Ye Wujin could really cure Mo Wenjian.

After Sichen withdrew, Mo Li spoke up, "Father, it seems that Murong Yi and Murong Feng are trapped here. The Dan Saint Palace may..."

"Is Qingqing already Mu Rongyi's direct disciple? Should we be afraid of the Dan Saint Palace?" Mo Daohua sneered.

Mo Li said, "Although that's true, the Divine Alchemy Palace doesn't interfere in worldly affairs. It may not be appropriate for us to meddle in this dispute."

"Ye Wujin represents the Divine Alchemy Palace and can be the ruler of the Third Jin You. Who says the Divine Alchemy Palace doesn't interfere in worldly affairs?" Mo Daohua shook his head.

Mo Li said, "Facts are one thing, daring to say is another."

Mo Daohua wanted to say something more, but Mo Wenjian waved his hand to interrupt him. "The Wan Dao Sword Sect is not yet qualified to use Ye Wujin, let alone dare to use him?"

"He alone is an unparalleled genius, let alone representing the Divine Alchemy Palace."

"We must take him as our leader to have a greater chance."

"I hope you can understand this. Don't misplace yourselves."

Mo Daohua and Mo Li trembled with fear

.

Before this, their attitude towards Ye Wujin was at most equal in peer relationships, and there was a bit of arrogance between them.

But now they fully understood.

Ye Wujin was someone they needed to please.

Perhaps it wasn't because of Ye Wujin himself, but because of the identity he represented.

The fall of the three major sects in the Third Jin You was probably not because of Ye Wujin, but because of the Divine Alchemy Palace he represented.

He was the walking Divine Alchemy Palace.

"Before Ye Wujin comes again, everything should remain the same. Even if the Dan Saint Palace comes looking for trouble, we must not turn hostile."

With these words, Mo Wenjian left. His situation was very bad, and he couldn't afford to expend too much energy.