Old Five is a Goose.
Chapter 622: The Pills Zhuo Ping’an Needs
Mo Wuji raised his hand and threw out two stone stools, first saying to Han Long, "Han Long, sit down first. The host doesn't have the habit of entertaining guests; we can't make ourselves suffer."
"I'll just stand," Han Long said. She didn't have Mo Wuji's confidence; she really didn't dare to sit in front of Zhuo Ping'an.
Mo Wuji didn't care. As long as Zhuo Ping'an didn't use his aura to overwhelm him, he wouldn't feel any fear or inferiority. So he sat down without hesitation.
Seeing Mo Wuji sit down, a hint of mockery appeared in Zhuo Ping'an's eyes. Did he think that making such a brazen display in front of him, Zhuo Ping'an, would make him look at him differently? He even dared to bring people here privately. Did he think that just because he knew a little about the Dao of Alchemy, he didn't know how to write the word "death"?
For Mo Wuji, the Immortal World was the same as the Cultivation World, where strength determined everything. Now he had Da Huang, who, even if not Zhuo Ping'an's match, wouldn't be too far off. He didn't believe that Zhuo Ping'an, such a sickly person, would risk his life to deal with someone with whom he had no grudges and who might even be of help to him. In that case, he was qualified to have an equal conversation with Zhuo Ping'an.
So Mo Wuji directly ignored Zhuo Ping'an's disdain and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Zhuo is half wrong. I am indeed Mo Wuji, but I am not a Rank 5 Grandmaster Pill King; I am a Rank 7 Grandmaster Pill Emperor."
"Are you telling the truth?" Zhuo Ping'an suddenly stood up, staring intently at Mo Wuji, as if he had forgotten all about Mo Wuji's previous impoliteness.
Hearing Mo Wuji's answer, even with his cultivation at the late stage of Immortal Emperor and his resolute mind, he couldn't remain calm.
Mo Wuji looked calmly at Zhuo Ping'an. He didn't answer Zhuo Ping'an's question at all. He knew that the next step was to measure each other's strength. Only after this measurement could they have a proper conversation.
"Stay in Peaceful Corner to refine pills for me, and even if you have offended Lun Cai, he wouldn't dare to snatch you from my hands." Zhuo Ping'an was, after all, an Immortal Emperor, and he made a decision in an instant. As a Rank 7 Grandmaster Pill Emperor, Mo Wuji could be a little arrogant; it was nothing to him.
Even the woman Mo Wuji brought, he could let go. The only condition was that Mo Wuji could refine pills for him.
"I can refine pills for you, but of course, there are conditions. At the same time, I will not stay in Peaceful Corner," Mo Wuji said, his tone still calm.
A flash of ferocity flickered in Zhuo Ping'an's eyes, followed by a powerful aura that crashed down. Although the space was empty, Mo Wuji felt a kind of pressure that made it impossible for him to breathe, slamming into his chest. This violent pressure didn't stop there but became thicker and thicker.
Standing next to Mo Wuji, Da Huang also felt this powerful Immortal Emperor aura. A faint blue light shot out from its eyes, followed by an aura that was no less powerful than Zhuo Ping'an's, blasting out wildly.
The two auras collided in the air of the room, and the space let out a series of muffled sounds.
A look of surprise appeared on Zhuo Ping'an's face. He had only now realized that he had previously ignored this Immortal Puppet. This Immortal Puppet actually had such a great Dao aura; it seemed that it was at least a Rank 9 Immortal Puppet.
Zhuo Ping'an understood why Mo Wuji had the audacity to sit in front of him; it turned out it was because of an Immortal Puppet. He sneered in his heart; even a Rank 9 Immortal Puppet was trash in front of him.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Ping'an's aura rose again wildly. He hadn't intended to injure Mo Wuji before. His alchemist couldn't be injured, and even his vitality couldn't be damaged in the slightest.
Da Huang's aura rose just as wildly. Whether it was the domain of the Dao of Heaven and Earth or the crushing aura, it wasn't weaker than Zhuo Ping'an's, and it even gradually exceeded Zhuo Ping'an's.
Zhuo Ping'an was shocked in his heart. This was definitely not a Rank 9 Immortal Puppet. He knew that his aura could no longer harm Mo Wuji.
Just as he was about to attack, Mo Wuji suddenly said, "Zhuo Ping'an, if you attack, I will leave Peaceful Corner immediately. As for the matter of cooperation, I don't believe I can't find someone else besides you, Zhuo Ping'an."
Hearing Mo Wuji's words, ferocity suddenly rose in Zhuo Ping'an's heart. How dare a mere ant-like cultivator threaten him, Zhuo Ping'an?
"Da Huang, prepare to attack." Sensing Zhuo Ping'an's ferocity, Mo Wuji stood up and took a few steps back. He was also preparing to attack. Since Mo Wuji was preparing to attack, Han Long would naturally help Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji thought that even though his cultivation was low, he could still assist Da Huang. What's more, he had his own advantages, which were his spatial imprisonment and Spirit Storage Meridian.
Even if these things were just like tickling to Zhuo Ping'an, any slight influence could affect the battle situation in a fight between experts.
"Very good, you have the capital to talk to me." Zhuo Ping'an's ferocity slowly subsided. After staring at Mo Wuji and saying this lightly, he sat down again.
He was very unwilling in his heart. At that moment, he really wanted to teach this puppet a lesson. A puppet dared to clash with his aura; it was simply courting death.
In the end, he had to endure it, not for anything else, but because Mo Wuji was a Rank 7 Grandmaster Pill Emperor. Mo Wuji had this kind of Immortal Puppet, which meant that he had the strength not to refine pills for him, Zhuo Ping'an. If Mo Wuji was really young, then the pills he refined might completely restore him.
At the same time that Zhuo Ping'an stopped, Mo Wuji also had Da Huang stop its aura crushing.
"Are you really a Rank 7 Grandmaster Pill Emperor?" Zhuo Ping'an took a deep breath and stared at Mo Wuji, asking again in a deep voice.
This time, Mo Wuji didn't remain silent. He said affirmatively, "That's right, I am indeed a Rank 7 Grandmaster Pill Emperor. Han Long was still a Grand Luo Immortal a few months ago, and now she is an Immortal King, all because of the Limpid Immortal King Pill I refined."
"Are you over a thousand years old?" Although Zhuo Ping'an guessed that Mo Wuji was likely not over a thousand years old, he still confirmed it.
"No," Mo Wuji answered simply. He thought to himself that he was far from being even a hundred years old, let alone a thousand.
Zhuo Ping'an nodded, his face without any expression, as if the person who was surprised after knowing that Mo Wuji was a Rank 7 Grandmaster Pill Emperor was not him.
Mo Wuji was sure that he had met Zhuo Ping'an's requirements. As for why Zhuo Ping'an's expression wasn't as excited as before, that was normal. Before, Zhuo Ping'an thought he was a fish on the chopping block without any resistance, so he didn't need to consider his own emotions. Now that he knew Da Huang's strength, he naturally couldn't reveal any urgent feelings before the negotiation.
Whether Zhuo Ping'an revealed urgent feelings or not was irrelevant to Mo Wuji. If Zhuo Ping'an couldn't reach an agreement with him, he wouldn't talk to him. He had the confidence now.
"Your bird is not bad," Zhuo Ping'an suddenly changed the topic, focusing his gaze on Shuaiguo.
Mo Wuji didn't know what Zhuo Ping'an meant. Logically speaking, he should have said Da Huang was not bad, but unexpectedly, he actually praised Shuaiguo, who hadn't done anything.
Da Huang said in a muffled voice, very unhappily, "Was it that bird who blocked you just now? It was me, Da Huang, alright? The way you talk is really unpleasant. Why don't we have a fight and see?"
"Da Huang, don't talk nonsense," Mo Wuji scolded Da Huang. The reason he didn't want Da Huang to fight Zhuo Ping'an was not because he was afraid of Zhuo Ping'an. It was because Da Huang was a money-burning guy. Adding the azure crystal on Da Huang's body, he only had five. Every time Da Huang made a move, his safety guarantee was reduced by one.
"You can talk?" Although Da Huang had blocked Zhuo Ping'an's aura before, Zhuo Ping'an hadn't actually paid attention to it. Now, hearing Da Huang speak, he was truly shocked.
A puppet speaking meant that the puppet had a spirit. Immortal artifacts with spirits were top-tier immortal artifacts. How could a puppet also have a spirit?
Da Huang curled its beak, not answering Zhuo Ping'an's question at all.
Zhuo Ping'an said again, "I take back what I said earlier. You are also not bad."
After saying this, Zhuo Ping'an looked at Mo Wuji and said in a more cautious tone than before, "Have you heard of the Seven-Vein Kui Ji Pill?"
Mo Wuji shook his head, "Sorry, although I am a Rank 7 Pill Emperor, there are many pill formulas that I don't know."
Zhuo Ping'an wasn't surprised. He continued, "The main immortal spiritual herbs for the Seven-Vein Kui Ji Pill are three. First, the vitality of the alchemist."
After saying the first, Zhuo Ping'an looked at Mo Wuji specifically. This wasn't a very secretive matter. Some people in Peaceful Corner knew that he, Zhuo Ping'an, needed human vitality to enter the pill.
Seeing that Mo Wuji didn't react in any way after hearing this news, he knew that Mo Wuji had already been aware of this matter. As a hegemon of one side, Zhuo Ping'an actually breathed a slight sigh of relief in his heart. This would never have happened before.
When he, Zhuo Ping'an, wanted an alchemist to refine pills, not to mention your vitality, even if he wanted your life, you had to give it to him.
"Second, it needs a cyan Bodhi flower..." Zhuo Ping'an continued. This cyan Bodhi flower wasn't anything special. Although this immortal spiritual herb was precious, it wasn't difficult to obtain. This immortal spiritual herb was also the main immortal spiritual herb for refining the Cyan Bodhi Pill, which was one of the top-tier healing pills.
"Third, it needs a Heavenly Azure Grass." When Zhuo Ping'an said this, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, mainly because the Heavenly Azure Grass was too rare.
"Needs Heavenly Azure Grass?" Mo Wuji asked in surprise.
Zhuo Ping'an nodded, "That's right, it is indeed the Heavenly Azure Grass. This is what the pill formula says. The Heavenly Azure Grass is a Rank 7 immortal spiritual herb and is extremely rare. Over the years, the only thing I have been able to find is the Heavenly Barren Grass. The Heavenly Barren Grass is only Rank 5 after all, but even a Rank 5 Heavenly Barren Grass is more difficult to obtain than a general Rank 7 immortal spiritual herb. The most difficult thing is that the Heavenly Barren Grass is extremely difficult to extract. Over the years, the best pill emperor has only been able to refine a Four-Vein Seven-Vein Kui Ji Pill that I need..."
Mo Wuji didn't interrupt. Only he knew that the Heavenly Barren Grass was actually the predecessor of the Heavenly Azure Grass. The only difference between the Heavenly Barren Grass and the Heavenly Azure Grass was the degree of purification.
Zhuo Ping'an was asking the pill emperor to refine a Seven-Vein Kui Ji Pill for him, but he couldn't even distinguish between the Heavenly Barren Grass and the Heavenly Azure Grass. What was the point of refining the Seven-Vein Kui Ji Pill?