Nine Dragons Supreme God

Turning his gaze, Mo Yihan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The woman who greeted him was pretty.

The woman had a face like a lotus flower, long hair that fell to her shoulders, and wore a light blue dress tied with a light blue silk ribbon.

At this moment, she smiled slightly at Mo Yihan, a pair of dimples evenly distributed on both sides of her cheeks, the dimples appearing and disappearing, and her beautiful eyes looking at Mo Yihan carried a hint of admiration.

Mo Yihan's performance at the Mo Family Central Plaza yesterday was powerful, dazzling, and domineering, leaving an indelible memory in his heart.

"Who are you?" Judging from the tone of the woman in the blue dress, Mo Yihan concluded that she was most likely a disciple of the Mo family.

However, with so many disciples in the Mo family, Mo Yihan couldn't recall which woman she was.

"I am Mo Xinyi, a disciple of the Mo family, and an alchemy apprentice in the Alchemist Guild." Mo Xinyi's smile was even sweet, yet it carried a faint hint of pride.

"Oh." Mo Yihan simply responded and turned to leave.

Mo Xinyi looks like she's already in her early twenties.

In Mo Yihan's view, a twenty-year-old alchemy apprentice was either lacking in talent, stupid, or lacking a good teacher.

“You…” Mo Xinyi stared at Mo Yihan’s departing figure, completely stunned.

He thought that revealing his identity as an alchemist apprentice would make Mo Yihan look at him with new respect, but to his surprise, the other man didn't even glance at him.

"President...?"

When she saw an elderly man with white hair walk out of the VIP reception room, she couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hand, her eyes showing a look of disbelief.

The president of the Alchemist Guild actually received Mo Yihan in person?

This inevitably caused Mo Xinyi's confidence to suffer a bit.

However, Mo Yihan is becoming increasingly mysterious.

"Xinyi, what did you call that young master just now?"

"His name is Mo Yihan. What, does the president not know his identity?"

Mo Xinyi was somewhat flattered by Cui Shiyan's personal questioning.

"Mo Yihan? Could he be a disciple of your Mo family?" Cui Shiyan's deep eyes also revealed a hint of surprise.

"Yes, President, is there a problem?" Mo Xinyi blinked, looking somewhat puzzled.

"It's nothing. I just remembered, you've been with that guy Huang Shan for five or six years now, and you haven't made any progress." Cui Shiyan's gaze shifted before landing on Mo Xinyi.

"President, that's not how it is. Xinyi works very hard every day. Please don't send me away."

Mo Xinyi's heart tightened, and she looked up at Cui Shiyan with a wronged expression.

Her childhood dream was to become a true alchemist and rise above others.

She has always studied diligently and has never slacked off.

However, although the number of alchemists is smaller than that of martial artists, the competition is still extremely fierce, and they can be eliminated at any time.

Is the guild leader going to expel her from the guild?

Mo Xinyi was filled with resentment.

"No, no, Xinyi, from now on, you will learn alchemy from me. Anyway, with the level of Huangshan, we can't teach any good stuff."

Cui Shiyan smiled slightly, seemingly finding Mo Xinyi more and more pleasing to the eye.

"President, I will definitely work harder from now on and I won't let you down. Please stay... Huh? President, what did you just say?"

Mo Xinyi was so anxious that she almost knelt down before Cui Shiyan, but at that moment her expression froze, and she looked at Cui Shiyan in disbelief.

Good heavens, the guild leader just said that I should follow him to learn the art of alchemy?

Mo Xinyi felt like she was dreaming, and she could hardly contain her excitement.

After she came to her senses, she looked in the direction Mo Yihan had left and murmured, "Mo Yihan, is this because of you? How many secrets are you still hiding?"

Mo Yihan was naturally unaware that, because of him, Mo Xinyi was not only not expelled from the Alchemist Guild, but was also personally taken in as an apprentice by the guild leader.

After finishing refining the necessary pills in the alchemy room, Mo Yihan walked out of the alchemy guild's gate as dusk fell.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, the two golden gates of the Alchemist Guild shone even more brilliantly.

"Master Mo, your performance in the Mo family's central square yesterday was truly astonishing."

Just then, a charming and seductive voice came from the shadows, causing Mo Yihan to stop abruptly, a sharp glint flashing in his dark eyes.

The disciples of the Mo family all share the surname Mo, so when addressing him as the head of the family, they naturally do not include the character "Mo".

In other words, the owner of that voice was not a member of the Mo family!

The news that he forcefully seized the position of head of the Mo family yesterday has been leaked so quickly!

Immediately afterwards, a figure as ethereal as smoke and as dreamlike as a phantom appeared in Mo Yihan's eyes, then floated up and drifted away towards the south of the city.

Mo Yihan's eyes flickered slightly, and he used his lightness skill, Zongzong Yunbu, to quickly rush towards the south of the city.

Although the Cloud Step is a high-level Yellow Rank martial art, when Mo Yihan uses it, he can instantly leap twenty meters into the air, as if walking among the clouds, maximizing his speed.

He knew, of course, that the other party was intentionally trying to lure him out of the city, but he did not sense any murderous intent from them.

He wanted to see what the other party's purpose was.

Even if he encounters misfortune, with his abilities and his cultivation at the Frost Condensation Spiritual Palace Realm, he should have no problem protecting himself.

The pavilion is a four-cornered pavilion, located five miles outside Jianye City.

The earth was desolate, the autumn wind was chilling, and it swept up a sky full of withered leaves.

A handsome young man with a face like jade sat upright in the four-cornered pavilion.

A faint, warm smile always seemed to grace his lips, like a gentle breeze. His simple, spotless white robe accentuated his tall and sturdy figure, and every gesture he made exuded a refined and elegant air.

Especially his phoenix eyes, bright and sparkling, full of spirit.

On the pristine white stone platform in the center of the hexagonal pavilion, exquisite tea sets are arranged in a regular pattern.

"I've heard that Patriarch Mo was a young hero, a dragon among men. Why don't we sit down and have some tea together?"

The white-clad youth was elegant and poised, with a calm demeanor, and smiled slightly at the black-clad youth outside the four-cornered pavilion.

"This is a top-quality Zhenlu tea, made from the first drop of dew in the morning. It comes from a small town called Anxi in the southeastern part of the Cangyi Kingdom. It has the effects of clearing heat and reducing fire, calming the mind and refreshing the brain, and regulating the spirit and qi."

"Master Mo must be exhausted from chasing after us all this way."

"Master Mo must be exhausted from your journey chasing us all this way." The young man in white smiled kindly as he sat in the main seat, as if this were his own home, where he was entertaining guests.