Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 134 Mo Yu? I want to test his depth
The night is like ink, full of stars.

Under the deep sky, fog and dense forests intertwine, quietly hiding a secret stronghold of the Yin-Yang family.

Yan Fei staggered, her dark blue skirt swaying slightly in the night wind. The three-legged golden crow pattern on the hem of her skirt was stained with a little black and dust, making her look a little disheveled.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her fiery breath was faintly imbued with the aura of thunder. The energy of her five internal organs was permeated by the thunder magic, and her breath was chaotic and disordered. As time passed, her injuries not only did not improve, but actually worsened.

"This thunder method... is very tricky." She covered her chest and frowned to herself. Her fingertips touched the dark sapphire pendant on her neck. The gem flickered dimly, as if responding to the disordered breath in her body.

Pushing open the door of the base, the wooden door opened with a "creak", and the dim candlelight in the room spilled out, adding a bit of warmth to her pale face, and her heart finally felt a little relieved.

Inside the house, a slender figure stood quietly by the window. She was dressed in a dark purple robe, with long hair cascading down to her waist. A crescent-shaped purple jade hair ornament was pinned in her hair, making her look exceptionally otherworldly in the dim cold light.

Sensing Yan Fei's arrival, she slowly turned around, her eyes beneath the veil as cold as moonlight, her voice calm: "Sister, are you hurt?"

Yan Fei paused slightly when she heard this, and replied while biting her lip: "It's a minor injury, nothing serious." She forced herself to stand up straight, the curves under her long skirt were still graceful, but she couldn't hide her weak breath.

The Moon Goddess glanced at him, her cold eyes flashing with inquiry, and her tone was calm: "Minor injury?"

She walked slowly closer, her long robe dragging on the ground silently, staring at Yan Fei: "Sister, the five qi in your body are scattered with thunder energy... Who did you fight with?" Her voice was cold, but with a hint of sharpness. It was obvious that Yan Fei's injury was far from being described as a "minor injury".

The Yin-Yang Clan's structure was modeled after the legendary ancient Heavenly Court. Yan Fei, as the Lord of the East, was theoretically on equal footing with Dong Huang Tai Yi. However, her experience was limited, while the Yin-Yang Clan's leader, Dong Huang Tai Yi, was of an older generation, possessing unparalleled cultivation. This pressure forced Yan Fei to remain beneath him.

And she who thinks her talent is no less than her sister is in the position of Moon God Xihe. In ancient mythology, Dongjun Dijun and Moon God Xihe are husband and wife. Although the position of Moon God is also supreme in the Yin-Yang School, it is slightly inferior to Donghuang Taiyi and Dongjun.

This was unbearable for the Moon Goddess, who was usually aloof and quiet but actually arrogant.

The two sisters have been fighting openly and secretly for many years. Yan Fei has repeatedly defeated her with her talent and means, establishing her the title of "the first extraordinary woman in Yin-Yang magic."

But now, this extremely talented sister returned injured, and the curiosity in the Moon Goddess' eyes became more intense.

Yan Fei frowned slightly, not wanting her sister to provoke Mo Yu again, so she said calmly, "There are countless extraordinary people in the world. I just happened to encounter an extraordinary person who tried to test me, but unfortunately I was defeated. Why make a fuss?"

"Test?" The Moon Goddess snorted coldly: "Sister, your injury is clearly caused by the invasion of thunder magic into your five internal organs. If you don't treat it in time, there may be hidden dangers." A ray of moonlight was pinched between her fingertips, surrounded by cold light.

Her dragon-swimming energy can neutralize the violent heat of thunder magic.

"I have my own way." Yan Fei said expressionlessly.

"Sister is still like this, preferring to hold her own rather than show weakness." The Moon Goddess paused, the cold glow from her fingertips dissipating. Her clear, cold voice tinged with sarcasm, "But this thunderous aura is extraordinary. Even your Dragon Swimming aura couldn't completely suppress it. Tell me, who is it?"

Yan Fei was silent for a moment, knowing that even if she didn't tell him, it wouldn't be difficult for her to find out with her ability. She sighed in her heart, but her tone was extremely calm: "Commander Han Mo, Mo Yu."

The candlelight reflected on her face, and the cold arrogance between her eyebrows was replaced by fatigue. Yan Fei stared at her sister and said in a deep voice, "He is proficient in the principles of Yi, and his magic skills are slightly superior to mine. In addition, I sensed the aura of a god from him. This matter must be reported to Lord Donghuang. You must not act rashly."

"Mo Yu?" A look of surprise flashed in the Moon Goddess's eyes. "The seventh-generation descendant of Mozi, who is so legendary in the taverns?"

She sneered, her tone tinged with sarcasm: "Sister fought with him, and ended up at a disadvantage?"

Although I have never seen Qin Shi Mo Yu, I have heard that his reputation is at its peak. Storytellers in teahouses praise him to the skies. He even "borrowed" some of the knowledge of Yin and Yang School, and many of Zou Zi's theories became Mo Zi's.

Yan Fei's mouth twitched, knowing that Yue Shen hadn't taken her warning to heart at all. She said in an unhappy tone, "You must not underestimate him, let alone fight him. I will report to Lord Dong Huang before making any plans."

"Okay, I understand." The Moon Goddess agreed calmly, but a sharp light flashed in her eyes.

She had been fighting with Yan Fei for many years, and her sister's talent and means had always been a peak that she could not surpass. But now Yan Fei returned injured, which made her feel a subtle emotion in her heart, a bit of gloating and a bit of curiosity.

"Mo Yu? I want to test his strength!"
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After the battle, the open space outside Zilanxuan was in ruins.

The charred ground and broken trees told of the fierce battle that had just taken place.

Qin Shi Moyu returned to the room, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, his heart filled with the urge to escape. As a guy who was afraid of death and pain, he really wanted to just go back to the basement.

But in order to maintain his image as 'Commander Han Mo', he gritted his teeth and dispersed the Mohist disciples who came, and returned to his room with a calm expression.

Just as he sat down, the door curtain moved slightly, and Zi Nu walked in holding a wine jug in one hand.

This was the owner of Zi Lan Xuan, a woman of voluptuous beauty, sensual intelligence, and a close-fitting purple dress that framed her captivating figure. Her hair, piled high and pinned with a jade hairpin, was adorned with vibrant purple butterfly-wing patterns beneath her eyes, a subtle yet dazzling brilliance.

As the owner of this restaurant, she rarely served guests personally. Most guests who visited Zi Lan Xuan rarely even saw her. At this moment, Zi Nu not only personally served the wine, but also leaned over to fill the wine jug and presented it to them with both hands. Her curves under her tight purple dress were even more alluring, and the purple pattern on her waist seemed to come alive in the candlelight.

"Commander, please."

The faint fragrance mixed with the aroma of wine was intoxicating, but after being frightened, Qin Shi Mo Yu had no time to appreciate it. The crisis alarm in his mind had not subsided much until now.

He reached out and took the bronze wine jug from Zi Nu. His fingers trembled slightly when they touched her soft fingertips, and then he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. The cold, bitter wine, with a spicy and bitter taste, entered his throat, and slid down his throat, calming Qin Shi Moyu's tense mind a little.

He narrowed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and even had the leisure to tease Zi Nu, "Shouldn't you thank me? If I hadn't pulled the fight away, your Zi Lan Xuan would be in vain."

Zi Nu rolled her eyes at him, the purple butterfly pattern at the corner of her eye flickering as she smiled, "I'm just a nobody who's been pushed to the front." She shook the wine jug in her hand and said mockingly, "Even if Zi Lan Xuan is destroyed, the one who suffers the most and pays the final price will only be Commander Han Mo, who takes the largest share."

The influence of the Mohist school is spread all over the world. As the Guiyi Chamber of Commerce is fully supported by the Mohist school, if the profits of the entire chamber of commerce are attributed to Qin Shi Moyu, then he must have a place among the top ten richest businessmen in the world.

South Korea's Zilanxuan, Chu's Zuimenglou, Zhao's Feixuege: several famous consumer places in various countries all have the shadow of Guiyi Chamber of Commerce behind them.

The Guiyi Chamber of Commerce is not short of money, and the Mo family is not short of influence. No one from any faction would refuse a simple investment. They even thought that Qin Shi Mo Yu was using various methods to pay money for protection.

After all, these places seem to make money, but in fact the daily operating and maintenance costs are astronomical, and they also have to deal with the powerful people from all sides so that they don't cause trouble in their own places. The final profit is basically just enough to break even.

Few people who open such places are there to make money.

Qin Shi Moyu stroked the wine bottle, his fingertips running across the cold lines, avoiding Zi Nu's action of holding the wine jug to fill him with wine, and his deep eyes stared quietly into her eyes.

Zi Nu was a little overwhelmed by this sudden gaze. Under the gaze of those eyes that seemed to be exploring her deepest secrets, she subconsciously looked away, lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Huh~" Qin Shi Moyu sighed, placing the wine bottle back on the tray in her hand. He leaned back on the couch in an unrefined manner, the brocade cushions creaking. Having known Zi Nu for two or three years, there was no need to put on an excessive facade in front of her; it was too tiring.

"Why is the commander-in-chief sighing?" Zi Nu asked curiously, as if trying to hide her panic.

"My business is getting bigger and bigger, but I don't have anyone to help me." Qin Shimoyu said bluntly, "I want you to help me, but I'm worried you'll betray me. It's a headache."

These words were spoken without concealment, leaving Zi Nu stunned for a moment, and she was secretly shocked: "Can you say this directly?"

When your leader says something from the heart to you, don't doubt it, he is putting pressure on you.

After years of investigation, Qin Shi Moyu has roughly figured out Zi Nu's background. She is most likely involved with the Korean royal family and the Baiyue land.

Korea in this world is really weird. Most of the important characters in the original novel are more or less involved with the land of Baiyue. Those who don’t know would think that Baiyue and Korea are one and the same.

Qin Shi Moyu stared at Zi Nu again with a deep gaze.

The air seemed to be somewhat frozen at this moment.

When a boss questions your loyalty, in modern times, the most you'd likely do is resign. But in a world where life is as cheap as grass, that's practically the equivalent of having one foot in the grave. The consequences of being suspected of disloyalty are often dire.

According to normal logic, Zi Nu knew that she should show her loyalty at this moment, but she and Qin Shi Mo Yu had been friends for several years and had always gotten along in a cooperative manner. It would be too abrupt and too false to show her loyalty at this moment.

Showing loyalty has always been a means rather than an end. The key is how to eliminate Qin Shi Mo Yu's possible murderous intent.

Fortunately, the sound of footsteps outside the compartment door broke the suffocating silence.

Zi Nu put a smile on her face again and changed the subject, "It seems that the beauty I made an appointment with has arrived. I will not disturb the commander's good deeds." Turning around to leave, Rouyi was suddenly grabbed by Qin Shi Moyu.

She turned her head and looked back, her astonished eyes met the cold light that flashed across Qin Shimoyu's eyes.

Qin Shi Mo Yu blinked with a bit of pain on his face, loosened his hand that was pulling her, and covered his forehead: "Mo'er is not here, please stay and accompany me." His voice was low and cold, as if he was suppressing something.

Zi Nu's heart trembled, realizing that his current state was very wrong and extremely dangerous. She didn't dare to prod him too much, so she nodded obediently, put the tray back on the table, and turned to open the door.

"We must open up the Sea of ​​Consciousness Palace as soon as possible." Qin Shimoyu rubbed his temples with his thumbs, his tone revealing fatigue and anxiety.

Once again simulating the thinking of a war maniac, the side effects not only did not improve with the increase in the number of uses, but instead affected him more deeply.

The bloodthirstiness and cruelty in his heart were almost uncontrollable, and for a moment he really wanted to kill Zi Nu!
(End of this chapter)