Looking at the jade bottle Mo Wangchen handed over, there was a concentration pill that made everyone jealous.
For a moment, Du Xinyue's face couldn't help but look a little dazed.
After being surprised, she quickly refused. She could never use this concentration pill.
Although he had saved Mo Wangchen's life, he had already repaid his kindness by helping the Du family and eradicating the Wang family, which was a serious problem.
Moreover, the price of a concentration pill is difficult to estimate.
Long before arriving in Jing'an City, Du Xinyue had already heard that Mo Wangchen had sold a Concentrating Pill to a Holy Lord-level power for 320,000 kilograms of desolate energy.
For such a high price, let alone her, not even the entire Du family could afford it.
She was even more afraid to accept such a valuable thing.
"To me, a concentration pill is nothing. Miss Xinyue just accepts it."
Seeing the other party's excuse, Mo Wangchen smiled indifferently. As he said, to the world, the Concentration Pill is a heaven-defying pill, but to Mo Wangchen, it is just one of the ordinary pills.
That’s all.
If he wants it, he can refine it at any time, and he can have as much as he wants.
Mo Wangchen insisted on giving a concentration pill to himself, but in desperation, Du Xinyue had no choice but to accept it.
"Master Mo, the Holy Master of the Tianwai Sect has come and asked to see you, but I don't know..."
Just when Mo Wangchen and Du Xinyue were talking about other things, Dan Lao, who had just left not long ago, turned back again.
"Tianwai Sect?"
Hearing the name of this sect, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but be startled.
If I remember correctly, this should be one of the three holy places in Ningzhou, alongside the Qianyuan Gate.
Moreover, the reason why Du Xinyue rescued herself in the mountains was such a coincidence seemed to be because she went to participate in the entrance examination of the Tianwai Sect and met her unconscious self on the way back.
"Let him in."
With this in mind, Mo Wangchen said to Elder Dan.
Elder Dan nodded, then turned and left. Not long after, he brought an old man with him.
"I, Holy Master of Tianwai Sect, have met Master Mo."
This is an old man with white beard and hair, his face is covered with wrinkles, and his deep eyes show the vicissitudes of life.
"Senior, there is no need to be polite. If you have anything to do when you come here, just say it." Mo Wangchen waved his hand and said this.
On the side, seeing the calm look on Mo Wangchen's face, Du Xinyue was even more shocked. Not long ago, in order to join the Tianwai Sect, she worked hard and rushed from Wanhong City to the Tianwai Sect to participate in the entrance examination.
Unexpectedly, it failed in the end. For a figure like the Holy Master of the Tianwai Sect, in Du Xinyue's heart, he was an existence that was elusive and out of reach.
But he didn't expect that even a giant like the Heavenly Lord Holy Lord in Ningzhou could only show respect in front of Mo Wangchen.
"To be honest, I have no other intention of coming here. I just want to get a concentration pill..."
The Holy Lord Tianwai came straight to the point. After speaking, he took out a jade bottle and a halberd glowing with golden light. "This bottle contains one hundred thousand kilograms of desolate energy. This halberd is the third major weapon of our Tianwai Sect."
One of the ancestral artifacts is worth more than 200,000 kilograms of desolate energy. I am willing to use this object, plus the 100,000 kilograms of desolate energy in this bottle, to obtain a concentration pill from Master Mo."
"I once heard that the Holy Son of Tianwai Sect is one of the few young talents in Ningzhou. He is almost invincible in his generation. There are not many people who can be his opponents. Unfortunately, I am jealous of talents. I heard that he has never achieved divine status.
Senior, when you come to me to ask for medicine this time, you are asking for the sect's holy son, right?" Mo Wangchen smiled and said.
"I don't have much longevity left. Although the Tianwai Sect is one of the three holy places in Ningzhou, it has been increasingly declining in recent hundreds of years. The younger generation of disciples are not as good as the others. It is not easy to cultivate them.
I have a holy son, but no godhead, and no hope of becoming a god. I just ask Master Mo to help refine a concentration pill. If you have other requests, just ask. For the sake of the future rise and fall of the sect, I will do my best to satisfy Mo no matter what.
Master’s request.” The leader of the Tianwai Sect said solemnly.
"Senior, you are serious..."
Mo Wangchen smiled and looked at the Holy Master of the Tianwai Sect. After a moment of silence, he said, "It is not difficult to help you refine a Condensing Pill. The hundred thousand kilograms of desolate energy in this jade bottle,
I don’t have to give up one of the three ancestral weapons of your Tianwai Sect, but if I ask, I will indeed have one.”
"Master Mo, please speak clearly."
Hearing Mo Wangchen's words, the Holy Master of Tianwai Sect frowned slightly. He didn't even want one hundred thousand kilograms of desolate energy and the ancestral halberd. So Mo Wangchen's so-called request might not be too simple, right?
"Actually, it's not something that embarrasses you. What do you think of her, senior?"
As Mo Wangchen smiled, he turned his gaze to Du Xinyue who was standing aside.
The Holy Master of Tianwai Sect was stunned for a moment, and looked at Du Xinyue curiously, with some confusion in his eyes, "Master Mo, does he want me to accept her as a disciple?"
If this is Mo Wangchen's condition, then it would be too simple for the Holy Master of Tianwai Sect.
"good."
Mo Wangchen nodded, "Miss Xinyue saved my life. She once went to Tianwai Sect to participate in the entrance examination, but unfortunately she failed. If senior can accept her as a direct disciple and join your Tianwai Sect, let her
Since the Du family has been protected by the Tianwai Sect, I can help refine a Concentrating Pill."
"Is it that simple?"
The Holy Master of the Tianwai Sect had some disbelief on his face. This so-called condition was really too simple.
"It's not like you accept her as a disciple and then ignore her. Seniors must train her with all their strength without any perfunctory treatment," Mo Wangchen said.
"Since she is recommended by Master Mo, how can she be ordinary? Compared to this girl Xinyue, she must have extraordinary talents, right?" the Holy Master of Tianwai Sect said.
Du Xinyue smiled bitterly, "Senior, I misunderstood. This little girl's talent is average. She couldn't even pass the entrance examination of Tianwai Sect..."
"Talent does not represent everything. Just like Emperor Ming's son, this person is one of the top ten young talents in the virtual world. His talent is extraordinary. How many people in the world can compare with him? But so what? After so many years,
Didn’t he also fail to obtain the godhead?”
"If you cannot condense the divine power in your body, you will have no hope of becoming a god. No matter how good your talent is, it will be in vain. As long as Miss Xinyue is willing to work hard, she will inevitably not be able to leave a good name in this virtual world in the future."
As Mo Wangchen smiled, he moved his eyes away from Du Xinyue and looked at the Holy Master of Tianwai Sect again, "I have given her a concentration pill, which means that compared to others, Miss Xinyue
She is expected to condense her divine personality and reach the divine realm in the future, so why doesn’t the Tianwai Sect cultivate her into a saint?”