After seeing Mu Ying's appeal, Mo Wuji stopped writing about the Precious Blood Lotus Root. The only thing he could offer was the Precious Blood Lotus Root, and since Mu Ying needed it, he decided to exchange it with her later.

"Alchemist Mo..." Just then, a pleasant voice sounded beside Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji turned to see Yin Qianyin walking towards him, and next to Yin Qianyin was a guy he didn't want to see, that Alchemist Qu.

"Junior Brother Mo, I've been worried about you. I'm relieved that you made it here," Yin Qianyin said excitedly.

Mo Wuji smiled. "Thank you, Senior Sister Yin. I was lucky enough to escape."

Yin Qianyin said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Junior Brother Mo, this was my fault, causing you to be in danger."

Mo Wuji knew that Yin Qianyin wasn't to blame. Yin Qianyin didn't know he would kill Meng Boyu, so she was caught off guard by the Second Elder.

"Senior Sister Yin, it's not your fault, and it's already in the past," Mo Wuji said, waving his hand.

"Hmph, someone with such a bad character as you will eventually fall into Senior Xu's hands." Alchemist Qu felt extremely displeased when he saw Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji frowned and asked, "Senior Sister Yin, who is this guy?"

Yin Qianyin smiled slightly, seemingly unaware that Mo Wuji already knew Alchemist Qu, and said, "This is Qu Feiyang, an alchemist from the Wuhen Sword Sect, a peak Tier 3 Human Alchemist."

Mo Wuji sneered, "I thought he was a Heaven Alchemist. He speaks as if he were the Alchemy King of the Five Great Empires. By the way, who do you think you are?"

In the Wuhen Sword Sect, Mo Wuji had been suppressed enough. This was not the Wuhen Sword Sect.

Qu Feiyang's face turned extremely ugly, but he knew where he was. His tone became calmer instead. "I am indeed not a Heaven Alchemist, nor am I someone important. But I, Qu Feiyang, would never kill fellow disciples..."

Mo Wuji and Qu Feiyang's argument had already attracted the attention of many people. Now, Qu Feiyang deliberately said the words "killing fellow disciples", which immediately attracted the onlookers. Even Mu Ying, who had just received the Earth Pine Meridian, looked disgusted. Someone who kills fellow disciples is obviously extremely vile.

Yin Qianyin wanted to say a few words in defense of Mo Wuji, but she didn't know how to defend him. She suspected that Mo Wuji had indeed killed Meng Boyu. As for the reason for killing Meng Boyu, she believed it wasn't without a reason, based on her understanding of Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji glanced coldly at Qu Feiyang, thinking that this guy was a bit lacking if he wanted to argue with him. In his previous life, he didn't know how many forums he had participated in, and how many elite experts in the medical field he had debated with. How could he be afraid of a Qu Feiyang who only knew how to refine pills? He wasn't afraid of him in alchemy, and he could definitely defeat him in debate.

At the same time, he also knew that he had to change Mu Ying's opinion of him in the shortest time possible. He didn't care if others disliked him, but he absolutely couldn't let Mu Ying dislike him.

"Fellow alchemy friends, before I defend myself, I'll tell you a story. There was a highly respected teacher who had several disciples. One of them was named Yan. Because this disciple was not good at speaking and socializing, he was disliked by the other disciples."

Because Mo Wuji started by saying he was going to tell a story, the hall was extremely quiet. Mo Wuji's voice was slightly low, which made it even more persuasive in the silent hall.

"That year, there was a famine, and the teacher and his disciples could only live on rice porridge. To show respect to the teacher, the thickest part of the porridge would always be given to the teacher. One day, Yan was carrying a bowl of porridge to the teacher as usual. Unexpectedly, a bit of dust flew in and landed on the porridge. Yan scooped up the dust with a spoon, but he thought it was a waste to throw it away, so he ate the mouthful of porridge with the dust."

"This process was clearly seen by the teacher, and also by another disciple of the teacher. The only difference was that the disciple didn't see the dust. That disciple told the teacher that Yan was stealing the teacher's porridge. The disciples all despised Yan, but the teacher sighed, saying that sometimes what you see is not the truth."

"Friends, since sometimes what you see is not the truth, let alone a one-sided statement?"

Mu Ying pondered for a moment and said apologetically to Mo Wuji, cupping her fists, "I was prejudiced before, and I was disgusted with you in my heart, which caused me to lose my rational judgment."

Mo Wuji quickly said, "I am not to blame Senior Sister Mu. Anyone who hears about someone killing a fellow disciple will have the same thought."

Qu Feiyang's face was even more gloomy. He didn't expect that Mo Wuji hadn't even started to defend himself, and he had already turned the situation around with just one story.

"Since that's the case, Alchemist Mo must not be someone who kills fellow disciples," Mu Ying then said.

Mo Wuji first cupped his fists around, then said, "Friends of the Dao of Alchemy, I was a guest alchemist of the Wuhen Sword Sect before. Before leaving the Wuhen Sword Sect, I did kill a Tier 2 Human Alchemist of the Wuhen Sword Sect. His name was Meng Boyu."

The scene fell silent. All the alchemists, after hearing Mo Wuji's words, thought that Mo Wuji was going to defend himself, that he was not someone who killed fellow disciples. They didn't expect that he would admit to killing a fellow disciple in the end. It seemed that Alchemist Qu had not wronged him.

Because Mo Wuji's previous story was in the lead, no one stood up to question Mo Wuji. The alchemists present all knew that Mo Wuji must have more to say.

Mo Wuji said again, "I became a Tier 2 Human Alchemist by chance, so I was hired by the Wuhen Sword Sect as a guest alchemist, living in the Lotus Sword Peak and the Blood Lotus Lake. These two places are where the sect's spiritual energy is the most lacking, so no one competes with me for them."

The alchemists all nodded. In their opinion, a Tier 2 Human Alchemist, and still a guest alchemist, would naturally not be allocated to a good place.

"A few months ago, one of my stewards dug out a section of Precious Blood Lotus Root in the Blood Lotus Lake..."

As soon as Mo Wuji said this, it immediately attracted everyone's attention. Mu Ying's eyes lit up, and she stared at Mo Wuji. In recent years, the Precious Blood Lotus Root had become increasingly scarce, and even if there was any, it was all flawed products with few years. She desperately needed the Precious Blood Lotus Root now, so she naturally paid close attention to Mo Wuji's words.

Even Yin Qianyin stared at Mo Wuji in surprise. She didn't expect that the cause of the matter was actually the Precious Blood Lotus Root.

"At this time, Meng Boyu went to the Blood Lotus Lake. He naturally saw the Precious Blood Lotus Root, and immediately coveted the treasure and wanted to snatch it away. My steward naturally didn't want the Precious Blood Lotus Root to be snatched away by him, and as a result, he was seriously injured by Meng Boyu. Just as Meng Boyu was about to kill him, I arrived in time. He snatched my things in my place, wanted to kill the people around me, and even wanted to kill me. Fellow alchemy friends, if it were you, what would you do?"

"If it were me, I would smash his head into smithereens with one punch." As soon as Mo Wuji's words fell, Zhen Shaoru's rude voice was timely transmitted. This guy had eaten his fill of spiritual fruit and was looking for Mo Wuji everywhere.

"Alchemist Mo, I wonder if the Precious Blood Lotus Root is still there?"

At this time, no one cared about Meng Boyu at all, nor did anyone care about Zhen Shaoru's rudeness. Most people cared about the whereabouts of the Precious Blood Lotus Root.

So many people asked, and Mu Ying quickly asked, "Alchemist Mo, is the Precious Blood Lotus Root still there?"

Mo Wuji sighed in his heart. As expected, everything else was secondary.

"Mo Wuji, anyway, Alchemist Meng is already dead. Are you, a handyman disciple, trying to say whatever you want?" Seeing that Mo Wuji had completely controlled the situation, and even obtained the Precious Blood Lotus Root, Qu Feiyang was immediately furious.

If he had known earlier that the Precious Blood Lotus Root was found in the Blood Lotus Lake, he would never have let Mo Wuji go, even if Yin Qianyin stopped him. He knew that the Precious Blood Lotus Root in the Blood Lotus Lake had at least a hundred years. Unfortunately, it was too late now. This Mo escaped a disaster.

"Alchemist Qu, even if you have a prejudice against Alchemist Mo, you can't call Alchemist Mo a handyman disciple." A certain alchemist immediately called out unhappily from the crowd.

Qu Feiyang said coldly, "He was originally just a handyman recruited by the Wuhen Sword Sect from the secular world. He just had some dogshit luck to become an alchemist."

Mu Ying suddenly asked, "Alchemist Mo, your name is Mo Wuji. I wonder if you are related to the pharmacist Mo who developed Mo's Medicinal Liquid?"

Mo Wuji cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for Senior Sister Mu's previous praise. Mo is untalented, and I am indeed the pharmacist who publicized penicillin. I was originally from a county king family, but because the position of county king was coveted, it led to the destruction of my family. As for my alchemy, it was also passed down from my family."

Now that it had come to this, Mo Wuji didn't have many scruples. Even if Situ Qian was standing in front of him, he would dare to say this.

Zhen Shaoru immediately shouted loudly, "Someone is trying to seize even a small position of county king? Which bastard is it? Tell me, and I'll knock his eggs off. What about the lord country's ruler? Is this guy an idiot?"

In Zhen Shaoru's eyes, a ruler of a lord country really wasn't anything.

No one cared about Zhen Shaoru's words because of Mu Ying's previous praise. After hearing that Mo Wuji was the pharmacist who contributed Mo's Medicinal Liquid, many people's views on Mo Wuji had changed fundamentally. As for what Qu Feiyang had just said, who would still care about it?

"So you are Pharmacist Mo. Mu Ying thanks Pharmacist Mo on behalf of the countless benefited mortals." After saying that, Mu Ying bowed slightly.

Mo Wuji quickly said he didn't dare, then took out a section of Precious Blood Lotus Root and said, "Senior Sister Mu, because I don't have many spiritual stones on me, I want to exchange a few spiritual herbs for the Precious Blood Lotus Root. But I don't know how valuable the Precious Blood Lotus Root is. Can I exchange it for..."

Mu Ying grabbed the jade box that Mo Wuji had handed over and immediately opened it. A crystal-clear section of Precious Blood Lotus Root, like a ruby, was lying in the jade box, emitting a faint fragrance.

The surrounding alchemists all exclaimed in admiration. After Mu Ying looked at the Precious Blood Lotus Root, she said, "This is a Precious Blood Lotus Root that is nearly a hundred years old. It is very valuable. I haven't seen a Precious Blood Lotus Root of this age for many years. The only pity is that the lotus root silk is gone, which greatly reduces the value of the Precious Blood Lotus Root."

Hearing this, Mo Wuji suddenly regretted it greatly. It wasn't that he regretted that the lotus root silk had been taken away, but because he had made a mistake. He thought that the Precious Blood Lotus Root cultivated by Fei Bingzhu was the same value as the Precious Blood Lotus Root in his hand. Now, after hearing Mu Ying's words, he realized that the Precious Blood Lotus Root also had age differences.

But he only had a few of the lotus root silk of this age left.

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