"You want to ask me to refine the Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill for you?" Mo Wuji asked calmly after Zhuo Ping'an finished speaking.

Zhuo Ping'an's lips twitched a few times again. He was a top-tier Great Emperor. Did he need to use the word "ask" for a mere Immortal King-level alchemist to refine pills for him?

However, Mo Wuji now seemed to disregard him, a powerful figure who dominated one side. Despite the other party's low cultivation level, such a young Pill Emperor indeed had the capital to make him use the word "ask." Understanding this, Zhuo Ping'an's mentality calmed down a bit, and his tone also became much more peaceful. "That's right, I want to ask you to refine pills for me."

The word "ask" was somewhat emphasized.

Mo Wuji didn't care about Zhuo Ping'an's attitude. Immortal Emperors were indeed top-tier existences, but there was more than one top-tier Immortal Emperor. He, Mo Wuji, was a unique cultivator without spiritual roots. His existence was not necessarily inferior to that of an Immortal Emperor, not to mention that he was also a Grade 7 Revered Pill Emperor. A Grade 7 Revered Pill Emperor was even rarer than an Immortal Emperor.

"Why should I refine pills for you?" Mo Wuji frowned slightly. Logically speaking, he shouldn't need to ask this question. Zhuo Ping'an should have taken the initiative to ask him about the remuneration, and then everyone would sit down and negotiate.

He didn't expect this guy to be so thick-skinned that he still hadn't mentioned anything about remuneration. Did he think it was an honor for him, Mo Wuji, to refine pills for a Great Emperor? He didn't value this kind of honor in the slightest.

As expected, Zhuo Ping'an's expression darkened when he heard Mo Wuji's words, and that hint of ferocity in his heart was about to erupt again. Just as Mo Wuji had thought, he didn't intend to offer any remuneration to Mo Wuji at all, at most just allowing Mo Wuji to use his name.

"Da Huang, prepare to attack. We'll leave immediately after we hit him," Mo Wuji sensed Zhuo Ping'an's anger and ferocity, and he was completely pissed off.

He hadn't come here to beg Zhuo Ping'an, but to negotiate and even to help. This old thing wanted to threaten him with force at every moment. Mo Wuji's patience was also limited.

"Pill Master Mo, what do you mean by this? Why are you unwilling to refine pills for me?" Zhuo Ping'an stretched out his hand, and the folding fan appeared in his palm. His domain began to extend outward, and this time he not only used his domain and aura to suppress, but also sent killing intent raging towards Mo Wuji.

A Great Emperor had the dignity of a Great Emperor. Did this mere ant think he was invincible just because he had an immortal puppet? Today, Zhuo Ping'an's patience had reached its limit. It was the first time in his life that he had patiently spoken to an ant, but he didn't expect this ant to think he was the best in the world just because he had an immortal puppet.

Mo Wuji retreated directly to the staircase, and said coldly, "Who do you think you are? Why should I refine pills for you? Da Huang, hit him."

Zhuo Ping'an didn't immediately attack. He wanted to use killing intent to suppress Mo Wuji. He didn't expect that Mo Wuji would completely ignore him and directly attack.

Da Huang had already thrown out a punch, and subtle cracks appeared in the space. A violent force erupted, tearing the protective array in the room to pieces.

A simple punch locked down this space directly.

Han Long, who originally wanted to attack, immediately felt difficulty breathing, and she quickly retreated in tension, feeling horrified in her heart. Before, she thought that as an Immortal King, she was qualified to attack. Now, with Da Huang's punch, she realized that when Immortal Emperor-level experts fought, she didn't even have the qualification to attack.

What surprised Han Long was that she was not qualified to intervene, and Mo Wuji was even less qualified to intervene. But at the same time that Da Huang attacked, Mo Wuji actually stood beside Da Huang, and not only that, but he also grabbed a long saber and slashed at Zhuo Ping'an.

Mo Wuji's cultivation level was clearly much lower than hers. When Han Long thought that Mo Wuji had only spent half a year to advance from a Grade 6 Pill King to a Grade 7 Pill Emperor, and had also refined the unique Leech Immortal King Pill, she was relieved. Mo Wuji was not someone who could be measured by ordinary standards.

Not to mention that Mo Wuji had advanced to a Grade 7 Pill Emperor in a short time, just Mo Wuji daring to sit securely in front of Zhuo Ping'an was something that she, Han Long, could not do.

If Han Long was surprised, then Zhuo Ping'an was shocked.

Han Long only saw Mo Wuji slashing out a saber, but didn't know that Mo Wuji's domain could overlap with Da Huang's domain, and produce a vortex effect, directly suppressing Zhuo Ping'an's domain.

More importantly, Mo Wuji's saber was like a hanging river, and the incomparably powerful killing intent made Zhuo Ping'an very clear. This saber posed no threat to him now, but once this saber continued to grow, there would eventually be a day when he could not withstand it. This saber contained the killing intent of natural laws, and it seemed to be just a prelude to another saber.

Zhuo Ping'an's thoughts only flashed for a moment, and then the folding fan in his hand opened halfway, also stirring up a shocking momentum to bombard Da Huang's punch. As for Mo Wuji's saber, he ignored it. That saber was very strong, strong only in its future development trend, but now this saber posed no threat to him.

"Boom!" The two violent forces collided on the small attic, and cracks appeared in the air. The buildings around the room exploded like firecrackers, falling apart. As Zhuo Ping'an expected, when Mo Wuji's saber fell, it was like mud entering the sea, without any ripples.

Zhuo Ping'an gently rolled his folding fan, and the shattered attic buildings flew back again to restore the attic, just like it was before it exploded.

"Let's go, Da Huang." Da Huang wanted to continue attacking, but Mo Wuji raised his hand to stop Da Huang. He could see that Da Huang was weaker than Zhuo Ping'an. If Zhuo Ping'an fought desperately, he could indeed escape, but Da Huang would definitely be torn to pieces.

Zhuo Ping'an didn't continue to attack either. He also knew that with this immortal puppet, it was almost impossible for him to keep Mo Wuji. The only possibility was to cripple Da Huang, and then Mo Wuji would escape.

This would not benefit him, Zhuo Ping'an, in the slightest. Not to mention that Mo Wuji was full of potential and had a bright future, it was not worth it for him, Zhuo Ping'an, to offend such a potential guy for no reason, and what's more, Mo Wuji was a Grade 7 Pill Emperor that he was looking for everywhere.

"Pill Master Mo, it was my recklessness before, Zhuo Ping'an apologizes here." Zhuo Ping'an lowered his face and clasped his fists at Mo Wuji.

If Da Huang could have crushed Zhuo Ping'an in the previous battle, Mo Wuji would have left without hesitation even if Zhuo Ping'an apologized. The fact was that in the previous confrontation, even with his help, Da Huang was at a disadvantage.

Now that he left, Zhuo Ping'an should not continue to intercept him, but how to deal with Lun Cai? Da Huang couldn't beat Zhuo Ping'an, and presumably couldn't beat Lun Cai either. He didn't want Da Huang to be crippled in Lun Cai's interception. Therefore, after Zhuo Ping'an apologized, Mo Wuji also stopped and clasped his fists, saying, "Fellow Daoist Zhuo is too polite, I came here to help Fellow Daoist Zhuo, but Fellow Daoist Zhuo looks down on people like me."

How could Zhuo Ping'an, such a cunning old fox, not know that Mo Wuji came here to seek his protection? Originally, his idea was to lend Mo Wuji his name. Now that Mo Wuji didn't want to rely on him, and he needed Mo Wuji, he could only say, "Pill Master Mo, let's forget about the previous matter. I have the pill formula for the Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill here, Pill Master Mo, can you refine it?"

After speaking, Zhuo Ping'an took out a jade slip and was about to hand it to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji waved his hand and said, "I won't look at the pill formula for now. As long as it's a Grade 7 immortal pill, I can definitely refine it. If Fellow Daoist Zhuo doesn't believe me, you can take a look at this Green Bodhi Pill."

After speaking, Mo Wuji grabbed a Green Bodhi Pill and threw it to Zhuo Ping'an. It would be a bad thing if he couldn't reach an agreement with Zhuo Ping'an after looking at the pill formula.

As soon as this Green Bodhi Pill reached Zhuo Ping'an's hand, a hint of excitement appeared on Zhuo Ping'an's face. He had used many Green Bodhi Pills, and he had seen many. He was seeing for the first time such a perfect-looking, freshly refined, top-grade Green Bodhi Pill like the one Mo Wuji had taken out.

Zhuo Ping'an very cautiously returned the Green Bodhi Pill to Mo Wuji, and asked in a low voice, "Pill Master Mo, please state your conditions, if it's something that I, Zhuo Ping'an, can do, I, Zhuo Ping'an, will definitely help."

Mo Wuji nodded. This was more like it. If he had had this mentality earlier, where would there have been so much nonsense?

"I'll say what I can do first. First, I can refine at least a Four-Vein Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill for Fellow Daoist Zhuo, but I estimate that the Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill I refine should be a Five-Vein. Second, in twenty years, I guarantee to refine a real Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill for Fellow Daoist Zhuo." Mo Wuji directly stated what he could do first.

He had indeed never seen the pill formula for the Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill, but he knew about the Sky Wasteland Grass (Tian Huang Cao) and Sky Azure Grass (Tian Qing Cao). Sky Wasteland Grass was an extremely difficult immortal spiritual grass to refine, and it was normal for other alchemists not to be able to refine Sky Azure Grass. At the same time, Mo Wuji had great confidence in his pill dao. He believed that since other alchemists could refine the Four-Vein Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill, then he could definitely refine it.

The reason why he estimated that he would refine a Five-Vein Glimpse Pill was because Mo Wuji believed that those alchemists who refined Four-Vein pills also failed to refine the essence of the Sky Wasteland Grass to more than ninety percent. Sky Wasteland Grass could only be called Sky Wasteland Grass when it was refined to more than ninety percent.

"You can refine a real Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill in twenty years?" Zhuo Ping'an was really excited this time. He understood what Mo Wuji meant. If Mo Wuji could really refine a real Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill in twenty years, he was willing to agree to anything he could do. No, not to mention twenty years, even a hundred or two hundred years, he could wait.

Mo Wuji said calmly, "That's right, I'm sure that I can refine a Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill in twenty years. The condition is that you follow me for twenty years, and if there are any ignorant people, you help me teach them a lesson."

Zhuo Ping'an said almost without hesitation, "As long as you can refine a Glimpse Pill with more than four veins right away, I will believe that you can refine a Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill in twenty years. What's wrong with me, Zhuo Ping'an, following you for twenty years? But the prerequisite is that I will not follow you to seek revenge, I will only act when others attack you. If you provoke others for no reason, I will not act either."

Zhuo Ping'an was also an Immortal Emperor after all, and he had his own judgment. If Mo Wuji provoked trouble everywhere, how many enemies would he, Zhuo Ping'an, have to establish? Even if he obtained the Seven-Vein Glimpse Pill in twenty years, it would probably be a loss. He had to make this clear in advance.

Mo Wuji laughed, "If I, Mo Wuji, want to take revenge, I don't need to borrow your hand. I just need you to be able to do what you said. If no one comes to provoke me, even if Fellow Daoist Zhuo doesn't act once in twenty years, our deal will be considered complete."

"Good, it's a deal." Zhuo Ping'an raised his hand and imprinted a divine sense contract mark in the void, then looked at Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji did not imprint a contract mark to merge with Zhuo Ping'an's contract mark, but waved his hand to disperse Zhuo Ping'an's divine sense contract mark, and then said calmly, "A gentleman's agreement is as light as water. I believe Fellow Daoist Zhuo, and Fellow Daoist Zhuo must also believe me."

"Hahahaha!" What's wrong with me, Zhuo Ping'an, believing you once?

"Since that's the case, then please Fellow Daoist Zhuo take out the pill formula, and I will refine a batch of Seven-Vein Glimpse Pills right now," Mo Wuji said immediately.

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