Ball Ball Cultivation

Mao Xiaoshu said gratefully, "Excuse me, sir, can my father's illness be cured?"

Qing Heng nodded imperceptibly and explained, "This isn't something that can be cured by some magic pill."

Mao Zuoxing, who was lying on the bed, began to look directly at Qingheng and the others. Feeling the unusual aura, he waved to his son and said in a hoarse voice, "Help me sit up."

Then he said respectfully to Qing Heng, "I wonder what mission you have brought me here, sir. I have fallen to this state and have nothing of value left to me."

Qing Heng was born in Qinglong, and was naturally good at manipulating people's hearts. He quickly took the initiative:

"We were able to come here to find you because we have something else to ask of you."

Seeing that Mao Zuoxing was very emotional and looked like he was about to die at any moment, he continued, "We are not in the same group as them. You should have heard of the dark forces." He casually supported the barrier.

Qing Heng was well-informed. There were also orthodox magic cultivators in the Everest Continent, whose cultivation methods were similar to Mao Zuoxing's. He casually took out a pill and said, "This can temporarily suppress your injuries."

When Mao Zuoxing saw the elixir, his eyes suddenly lit up with a different light: "I was still skeptical at first, but since you have this kind of elixir, it might really be from there. But I don't know much, otherwise they wouldn't have spared my life."

Qing Heng: "Whether the information you know is useful or not is up to us. Once you leave here and are chosen to be taken away, start telling us about anything unusual that happened. Especially if you have any questions, be detailed. As long as it helps us, I can cure your injuries and poison."

Hearing that his injuries and poison could still be cured, Mao Zuoxing no longer hesitated, swallowed the suppression pill, and began to recount his experience:

"People like us who live in remote and scattered areas are descendants of the Mao family who have no talent for cultivation, or have been exiled by the main family.

Every five years, the master sends someone to examine the young children's qualifications. Twenty years ago, I was the only one selected, and I was above average." He unconsciously let out a look of pride.

"I was already nine years old at the time, and the fourth young master of the Mao family's main branch was six years old. He was diagnosed with average aptitude. His mother's family was from the An family's side branch, so they were very careful in choosing servants around them. Because I had decent aptitude and no messy relationships, I was chosen to be with the fourth young master."

"As long as you stay close to the Fourth Young Master, you'll have good resources for cultivation. Although the Fourth Young Master's aptitude is average, his cultivation speed is not much worse than mine. Other young masters say that he cultivates fast because he has more resources from his mother's family, but as his personal servant, I can clearly see that he rarely uses elixirs to assist in his cultivation."

Seeing that Qing Heng and the others were very concerned about this, he expressed his own speculation: "I suspect that the Fourth Young Master awakened his true demon blood when he was eight years old, so his cultivation is twice as effective with half the effort."

Seeing Qing Heng's questioning look, afraid that he would be suspected of lying, he quickly explained, "Once, the Fourth Young Master was in seclusion in the training room to advance. I was guarding outside and heard him writhing in pain. I followed Uncle Qiao in and while sorting out the Young Master's clothes, I noticed a black vein the length of a palm on his left arm."

"The fourth young master was able to awaken the true demon blood at the age of eight. His future is limitless." He showed an envious look.

"When I was twenty-eight, I was unable to make further progress. I went to the An family's ancestral home with the Fourth Master, passed the trial, and obtained a place to enter the Blood Pool. However, I was seriously injured during the trial, making it difficult for me to make further progress."

"The fourth young master gave his maidservant to me as a Taoist companion. She only has some aptitude for cultivation, but it will be difficult for her to establish a foundation in her lifetime. She is only slightly better than an ordinary person. She gave birth to two children for me, but they are not as good as her. She has basically no aptitude for cultivation."

"The Fourth Young Master assigned us to manage the tenants in the Gastrodia elata plantation. One night a year ago, it was raining heavily outside, accompanied by bursts of thunder. The Fourth Young Master appeared in our courtyard, covered in blood. My Taoist companion discovered him. I came out to clean up any traces of his presence and took him to the basement to recuperate."

"Three days later, the Fourth Young Master left. I took my children to a tenant farmer's house to collect new Gastrodia elata shoots. When I returned home, I heard some commotion outside. I left my children outside and quietly entered. I saw my Taoist companion lying in a pool of blood. The house had been turned upside down."

Hatred filled his eyes. "I was caught off guard and attacked from behind. Although I avoided the vital points, the knife was highly poisoned. I also had some luck in my early years and had a mid-grade detoxification pill on me. Although it saved my life temporarily, it couldn't completely detoxify me. I asked my children to take me away from there, fearing that those people would not give up and come to kill again, so I went straight back to my hometown."

The Qingheng Dragon Mother shot out a gleam of light and whispered, "You are not being honest. Seven parts are true and three parts are false. We have investigated everything you said."

"But you haven't revealed anything about what we're here to investigate. The most you've revealed is that your former master still remembers you, that you owed him a favor, and that he's a future powerhouse who might awaken his True Demon Blood. These aren't the main points of our investigation."

"If you don't tell the truth, the poison in your body won't be cured, and if you keep it a secret, what good will it do you to go into the coffin with that thing? Someone who can kill your Taoist partner and poison you without hesitation, I just didn't expect you to be alive in the short term."

"If they confirm that the Fourth Young Master doesn't have what they're looking for, you, who are still barely surviving, and your children will definitely not have a good ending."

"You hide here, and we can find you with a little investigation. They have their own ways. We won't kill to silence you. We came here openly and leave openly, and we've also taken the danger with us. There's no need for them to kill you to silence you, provided we get what we want!"

After Qing Heng finished speaking, he showed a bit of pressure, and was satisfied only when he saw blood flowing from the corner of Mao Zuoxing's mouth.

Mao Zuoxing closed his eyes and quickly made a decision: "If you guarantee the safety of our family of three, I will tell you everything."

Qing Heng shook his head. "I can't guarantee that, but once you explain everything clearly, I can help you heal your injuries and detoxify. After you leave here, you can go wherever you want. We won't interfere."

Mao Zuoxing recognized Qing Heng even more. The more influential he was, the less room he had to negotiate. Seeing that he was giving in, Qing Heng continued to attack him: "Keeping secrets and things that are of no use to you, if you don't live and hand them over to the master, it will only be a death warrant."

Mao Zuoxing made up his mind: "Okay, I'll tell you!"

He reached out and fumbled around inside the bed for a while, pulled out a piece of gray animal skin, opened it, and handed it to Qingheng.

When opening the animal skin, Qing Heng felt a fluctuation of spiritual power. He reached out to take it. It looked a bit like a spoon, with intricate patterns on it. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.