"Ah, Junior Brother Mo..." Cen Shuyin's expression turned awkward as she saw Mo Wuji standing at the entrance.

Mo Wuji chuckled and clasped his fist, saying, "Congratulations, Senior Sister Cen. I presume you've mastered the 'Thunder from Nowhere' technique?"

Cen Shuyin was even more embarrassed. She had indeed learned 'Thunder from Nowhere.' As for not seeking out Mo Wuji all this time, it wasn't because he was in closed-door cultivation and she couldn't find him, nor was it because she was unwilling to part with the flying treasure. It was because she had become too obsessed and frantic with practicing 'Thunder from Nowhere.'

On the very first day she learned 'Thunder from Nowhere,' she went to the elementary thunder refinement room. Just as Mo Wuji had said, 'Thunder from Nowhere' was not only a lightning-based attack technique, but it could also absorb thunder sources to strengthen the technique.

In just half a month, she had switched the elementary thunder refinement room for the intermediate one. Adding to this that her cultivation level was originally higher than Mo Wuji's, and she possessed the rare Ice Spiritual Root, she could barely withstand the intermediate thunder refinement room, despite finding it difficult to adapt.

During this period, she cultivated to the point of almost forgetting her own name, naturally pushing the transaction with Mo Wuji to the back of her mind. Now, seeing Mo Wuji waiting for her at the entrance, she assumed that he knew she was here and had come specifically to reclaim his flying treasure.

Cen Shuyin quickly took out her flying chariot treasure. Though somewhat reluctant, she still handed the flying chariot to Mo Wuji, "Junior Brother Mo, this is a fine spiritual tool. I only managed to refine it with my master's help. If you can't use it now, you can wait until you cultivate to the Yuan Dan realm..."

Cen Shuyin paused subconsciously, and her hand unknowingly retracted. Mo Wuji looked like someone with low aptitude. Could he even advance to the Yuan Dan realm in this lifetime? A cultivator who couldn't reach the Yuan Dan realm holding a flying spiritual tool... that would be a waste.

In fact, without Cen Shuyin saying so, Mo Wuji knew what a spiritual tool flying treasure was. He had seen Ren Tianxing activate a spiritual tool flying treasure when they returned together on the flying ship. He had also seen Cen Shuyin activate her flying treasure a month ago.

Despite the delicate and compact appearance of Cen Shuyin's flying chariot, once activated, it was equivalent to a stretched limousine.

But now that Cen Shuyin had taken back the flying treasure, Mo Wuji couldn't exactly snatch it from her hand.

"Oh, right, I must also thank Junior Brother Mo. If you hadn't reminded me to practice the Seven Styles of Heavenly Thunder in the advanced ice refinement room, I might have already perished. I also admire Junior Brother Mo's ability to create such a powerful lightning technique. It's simply amazing..." Cen Shuyin shuddered at the memory of the danger she faced when she first practiced the Seven Styles of Heavenly Thunder.

What Mo Wuji had described as "somewhat dangerous" was far beyond that. She had almost had her internal organs burned to a crisp by the terrifying heat in the advanced ice refinement room.

She truly admired how Mo Wuji had managed to successfully cultivate it in the first place, and even created his own cultivation method. Keep in mind that she had only recently broken through to Level 7 of the Transcending Mortality realm, advancing to Level 8. She was only one step away from Level 9. Mo Wuji's strength was clearly much lower. From the absence of any spiritual rhythm around him, she guessed that he might not have even established his Spiritual Root. Yet he had not only created the first style of the Seven Styles of Heavenly Thunder, but he was also the first to successfully cultivate it.

For this alone, even if Mo Wuji's aptitude was poor, he would leave a significant mark on cultivation history.

Mo Wuji waved his hand, "It was nothing. I just stumbled upon it..."

While saying this, Mo Wuji thought, "I'm not here for you to praise me." His eyes were fixed on the flying chariot in Cen Shuyin's hand, thinking, "Could you please just hand over the flying treasure already?"

Looking at the flying chariot in her hand again, Cen Shuyin clearly understood Mo Wuji's intention. She said with some embarrassment, "Junior Brother Mo, I also want to go to the Outer Domain Battlefield. Or, how about I..."

"Sure, sure..." Mo Wuji immediately understood Cen Shuyin's intention. "I'll take you there later."

Saying that, Mo Wuji took a step forward, wanting to take back Cen Shuyin's flying chariot treasure.

Before Mo Wuji could step forward, Cen Shuyin happily said, "Thank you, Junior Brother Mo. I'll go back and clean up a bit, and I'll be right over. Don't worry, I'll return the flying chariot treasure to Junior Brother Mo as soon as I get to the Outer Domain Battlefield..."

With that, Cen Shuyin turned and left, rushing downstairs in an instant.

Mo Wuji looked at his foot that was already raised, feeling a sense of frustration. He understood Cen Shuyin's meaning. Cen Shuyin was implying that he couldn't refine the flying chariot spiritual tool, which was why she would give it to him after reaching the Outer Domain Battlefield. In fact, it would only take him a few minutes to refine this flying chariot spiritual tool.

Unfortunately, Mo Wuji couldn't chase after her, grab her, and tell her, "I have Divine Will. You can just give me the flying chariot treasure." Divine Will was his secret, and he couldn't tell anyone about it casually.

...

Mo Wuji walked somewhat dejectedly to the first floor of the Immortal Refining Tower. He only hoped that it wasn't too far from here to the Outer Domain Battlefield, so he could get there as quickly as possible, take Cen Shuyin's flying chariot treasure, and say goodbye to Cen Shuyin.

Because of the Outer Domain flying ships, the Immortal Refining Tower of the Wentian School seemed somewhat desolate. Mo Wuji waited for a long time at the entrance of the Immortal Refining Tower, but he didn't see anyone coming in to cultivate.

Just as Mo Wuji was calculating how long it would take for Cen Shuyin to arrive, a tall man walked out of the Immortal Refining Tower.

The man's eyes were sinister, and his aura was thick and powerful. He looked like he had just broken through a realm.

Dong Mingzi. Mo Wuji's eyes twitched when he saw this man, and a killing intent rose in his heart. This was the second time he had seen this guy, Dong Lun's older brother, Dong Mingzi. He was also from Extreme Sword City, from a family with whom he had deep-seated hatred.

Dong Mingzi also saw Mo Wuji at the same time. His footsteps, which were originally heading away from the Immortal Refining Tower, stopped in front of Mo Wuji. "Who are you?"

Mo Wuji said indifferently, "Who I am is none of your business?"

A cold glint flashed across Dong Mingzi's sinister eyes, and he said in a low, cold voice, "It wasn't before, but it is now. Because the first time you saw me, there was a hint of killing intent in your eyes."

Mo Wuji's heart skipped a beat. This bastard could actually see so clearly. He did have killing intent towards Dong Mingzi. He couldn't believe this guy picked up on something that flashed by so quickly.

"Haha..." Mo Wuji laughed. "I don't know you at all. You're trying to find an excuse to attack me. Isn't that a bit exaggerated?"

Dong Mingzi's sinister gaze scanned Mo Wuji once again. "Tell me where you're from, or I'll make sure you won't last even half an incense stick after you leave the Wentian School."

Mo Wuji was furious. He hadn't even found Extreme Sword City yet, and the little whelps from Extreme Sword City had come looking for him.

Judging by his estimation, this guy had just advanced to the Yuan Dan realm. He had killed Yuan Dan realm cultivators before. There was nothing impressive about it.

"What if we survive more than half an incense stick?" A clear, cold voice came over. Mo Wuji knew it was Cen Shuyin as soon as he heard it. Hearing Cen Shuyin's tone towards Dong Mingzi, Mo Wuji realized how polite and gentle she had been to him before.

Cen Shuyin had regained her original stunning beauty. Although there were still some traces in her hair, the previous disheveled look was gone.

"Junior Sister Cen..." Dong Mingzi also saw Cen Shuyin and quickly greeted her with clasped fists. In the Wentian School, everyone wanted to know Cen Shuyin, because she was simply too beautiful.

He was only an inner disciple of the Dao Sect in the Wentian School, and his status was far below Cen Shuyin's. She was a true disciple, and her status was much higher than his, whether in Sword Lake or the Wentian School.

And this was only after he had just advanced to the Yuan Dan realm. Otherwise, he would be nothing in front of Cen Shuyin. There were countless inner disciples like him in the Dao Sect. Cen Shuyin was not only a true disciple, but she was also among the top fifty in the Wentian Ranking.

"Senior Sister Cen, let's go now. It's unpleasant to be bitten for no reason and not be able to bite back. It's really unpleasant to stay here." Mo Wuji saw that Cen Shuyin had Dong Mingzi in check, so he naturally didn't hesitate to add insult to injury.

How could Dong Mingzi not understand Mo Wuji's meaning? He was being compared to a mad dog that bit people indiscriminately.

However, he could only smile apologetically at Cen Shuyin and say, "Junior Sister Shuyin, I was just joking with this junior brother."

Cen Shuyin didn't answer Dong Mingzi. She just nodded to Mo Wuji and directly summoned her flying chariot treasure. "Junior Brother Mo, get in."

Mo Wuji naturally didn't want to talk to Dong Mingzi either. Dong Mingzi's advancement to the Yuan Dan realm would only make him work harder to improve his own cultivation. Thinking about how his heavenly-grade spirit stones had all been used up, Mo Wuji felt a wave of annoyance. What would he rely on to advance in the future?

Seeing Cen Shuyin's flying chariot shoot out of the Wentian School, Dong Mingzi's face was incredibly gloomy. He couldn't do anything to Cen Shuyin, but he remembered this ant-like Mo Wuji.

...

"Junior Brother Mo, the 'Thunder from Nowhere' technique was modified by you, and you modified it based on the cultivation method you practice. Um, can I ask what cultivation method you practice?" After getting into the flying chariot treasure, Cen Shuyin couldn't help but ask the question that was in her heart.

She really wanted to know what amazing cultivation method Mo Wuji practiced that allowed him to modify a lightning technique like the Seven Styles of Heavenly Thunder. Although the cultivation method was a bit frightening, it was ultimately successful.

At first, she knew that it was impolite to ask this, since cultivation methods were the secret of every individual. But the more she practiced the modified Seven Styles of Heavenly Thunder, the more she wanted to know what cultivation method Mo Wuji practiced.

Hearing Cen Shuyin ask about his cultivation method, Mo Wuji's spirits immediately lifted. The thing he was most proud of was not the creation of the meridian opening, but that he practiced the Immortal Mortal Art.

"I cultivate the Immortal Mortal Art," Mo Wuji said with a hint of pride. He was indeed somewhat proud. Others couldn't cultivate the Immortal Mortal Art, but he had found a new path by opening meridians and circulating the Heavenly Cycle.

"Ah..." Cen Shuyin stared at Mo Wuji with wide eyes, and after a long time, she repeated in a murmur, "Immortal Mortal Art?"