154 Listen Here (1/2)

Mo Wen discovered that practising the Divine Pill Sect's technique was all sorts of unsatisfactory. His cultivation was always stagnant. Practising the Celestial Scripture: Sun and Moon on the other hand was exceptionally fast. He could see improvements everyday.

Later, he would know that the Cultivation Practice Method could only see achievement if practised from young. People like him who started practising it later in life, the road to cultivation was a dead end. No matter how much effort he put in, it was almost impossible to achieve anything.

Disappointed, Mo Wen had no choice but to forsake the Divine Pill Sect's Cultivation Practice Method, picking back up his own Celestial Scripture: Sun and Moon.

For the next three years, Mo Wen stayed with the Divine Pill Sect. His identity was a mere registered disciple.

But just like that, he still had a lot of benefits. As a registered disciple, he also had the opportunity to obtain many miraculous pills.

With the help of external forces, his cultivation of martial arts improved drastically and he became a Golden Elixir realm martial arts practitioner.

But a martial arts practitioner in a cultivation sect was not valuable. His status was low and nobody ever paid attention to him.

Luckily the old man had not forgotten him. Using his connections, he gave Mo Wen a position as a alchemy room medicine boy, allowing him to learn the alchemy arts.

Although what he learnt were all just the most fundamental of pill concoction methods, to him it was a pleasant surprise.

He learned with all his might. Everyday, he would browse volume upon volume of pill recipes and medicinal material compendiums, motivating himself to improve a little every day. As time went on, he made considerable progress. Maybe one day, he could cure his sister, Mo Dong'er's illness.

After training on the mountains for three years, finally one day, the Sect approved his request for a day off to visit home.

He left the Sect excitedly. But when he was crossing the misty mountains, he encountered danger.

A wicked beast, covered in scales, with a wolf head and the body of a lion, chased after him. Even though he had the cultivation of Golden Elixir realm, he was still too weak to face the powerful wicked beast.

In the end, when being chased by the wicked beast, he had no choice but to jump down a bottomless cliff. He reckoned he would be smashed into pieces and die in the misty mountains.

A bolt of lightning mysteriously flashed past the sky. When he was about to reach the bottom of the cliff, he seemed to have triggered some prohibition. A pitch black hole appeared suddenly, engulfing him in an instant. The next moment, he disappeared…

...

Mo Wen slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were veiled with a sense of blurriness and he could not quite differentiate what was real and what wasn't. Looking around at the small and narrow room, he was still in the same warehouse, the same small room, on the same bed.

Everything felt like it happened in an instant, but Mo Wen had lived in that world for three years. The three years of experiences, the vicissitudes of life were clear in his mind, as though it all happened just yesterday.

He couldn't even quite make out which was the real him.

Out of nowhere, he had gained another three years of memories. During those three years, he struggled to survive in the misty forest and became a recognised disciple in the Divine Pill Sect. The unfinished dream had indeed appeared again.

Mo Wen subconsciously reached out his hand to touch the Eight Trigram necklace hanging on his neck. His hand had barely moved, when he suddenly felt a soft, smooth touch. It was warm and soft like jade. It was a pleasant sensation.

Just when the thought passed his mind, Mo Wen suddenly had a shock. He quickly looked down at his body. He saw a naked body curled up in his embrace. Its skin was white as snow and emanated a pink glow. A head of long, silky hair was draped over a pink back, forming a bright colour contrast.

What was going on?

Mo Wen blinked incredulously. He drowsily shook his head. Why was there someone on him?

Right after he thought that, he suddenly remembered, nearly jumping up in shock.

Prying apart the long hair, a beautiful face came into view, seemingly sound asleep.

Tsk!

He drew in a breath of cold air. What happened last night? They couldn't have done that, could they?

On the bed was a large bloodstain. How could he not know what had happened.

”Humph.”

Shen Jing bit her lip. Actually she had long woken up, but under such circumstances, she didn't know what she should do.

She thought this was a dream. She wished that once she woke up, this nightmare would completely go away. But no matter what, that was just lying to herself. When Mo Wen woke up, she knew she still had to face what had to be faced.

Although she understood that Mo Wen would surely come to save her, she never thought that by meeting Mo Wen, something like this would happen.

Yesterday, after Wu Gang force-fed her the pills, she knew things were gonna turn bad. As expected...it had happened.

However, the person had switched to Mo Wen instead of Wu Gang. This point made her feel somewhat comforted. She let out a sigh of relief; subconsciously she did not mind Mo Wen as much.

”Last night...uh...the situation was like this…” Mo Wen wore an embarrassed face, stuttering as he explained.

Heaven and earth be his witness, although he admitted that Shen Jing was a bit seductive last night, he would never take advantage of a person in such a situation... It was all an accident. Just an accident.

Shen Jing basically ignored Mo Wen trying to explain. She bit her lip, glaring viciously at him like a lioness. Her eyes were unblinking, making Mo Wen feel diffident.

What was the situation last night, even he had not understood! Back then he was prepared to negate the effects of the drugs in Shen Jing's body, but then his mysterious Eight Trigram necklace suddenly activated, sending him directly into a dream. As to what happened in reality, he had no idea.

So he was also wronged. Yesterday he was a prime and proper hero rescuing the damsel in distress and resisting all temptations. Even if a woman sat on his lap, he wouldn't lose himself. In the face of danger he would not fear. A proper, righteous genteman. A model youth.

But, how did it end up like this…

”Don't explain anymore.”