Mo was sowhat lost in thought.
How long had it been since she last saw Lord Wangshu’s flawless moon seed?
Hundreds of years?
Or... more than two thousand years?
It seed that since over a thousand years before she was born, Lord Wangshu had not taken out any flawless moon seed.
That treasure was created by the founder of the Four Seasons Sect to aid the Wangshu Moon God, with only forty-nine pieces ever made, crafted from spiritual objects left after defining heaven and earth and molding the sun and moon.
For fun, the founder even infused it with the characteristics of a spirit plant.
It could actually be planted, and a moon would grow from it.
Even she was left speechless.
The other rfolk were even more astonished, their mouths agape—after all, they were Nascent Souls or full-fledged Golden Cores of various tribes, yet at this mont, they looked like children witnessing a rare treasure, completely losing their composure.
Seeing this, Li Ye felt a pang of doubt in his heart.
At the ti, when the Wangshu Moon God gave this thing to him, it didn’t seem very solemn, but looking at it now, it seed far from simple.
Though puzzled in his heart, he showed no sign outwardly.
He maintained a gentle smile as he spoke to Yang Ke:
"Once, I told you that since we are friends, you can certainly seek my help—regardless of whether the matter is difficult or easy.
Now, I fulfill my promise to help you break free from the binds of the Moon Soul Horror Curse."
He added, blinking playfully, "You once said you wanted to take to your sister’s fishery to steal fish. Once your mana is restored, why don’t we sneak in together, how about it?"
Now, he understood Yang Ke’s mindset at the ti. Ever since his crossing, he had smooth sailing, indeed fostered so arrogance, and looking back, he realized he had been too serious at tis.
The surrounding Nascent Soul and Golden Core rfolk exchanged looks.
Especially Yang Ke’s sister, who, after a brief mont of silence, felt moved. Though she didn’t wish to manipulate her brother’s friendship, if Li Ye was truly willing to have more interactions with her brother,
it would undoubtedly be beneficial for her brother’s future.
And in this situation, saying nothing was the best course of action.
Yang Ke was even more stunned at the scene.
He blinked, looking at Li Ye sitting above, exhaled a turbid breath lightly, bowed his hands and said, "Indeed, I was wrong."
"Back then, when the Moon Soul Horror Curse afflicted , I tried everything to no avail, and thoughts of ending it arose, wishing only to leave so treasures for the tribe. I felt I could not repay Brother Li’s friendship, and said so foolish words."
"Thinking back now, the Great Dao cycles, leaving a line of survival."
He straightened up and bowed once more, his expression solemn: "Thank you, Brother Li, for not holding a grudge, otherwise I would have foolishly missed this chance at life."
—The Emotion Song could feel that he was speaking from the heart, not making excuses on the spot.
"No need for such formality."
Li Ye waved his hand and then respectfully said to his master’s wife, "Then, I will first help Brother Yang resolve the Moon Soul Horror Curse, and please trouble you to stay here for a while longer.
I will have my Spirit Beast bring so Spiritual Food for you and the Daoist friends and seniors to taste.’
True Man Moqi waved kindly, "Go, go, with here."
She watched Li Ye lead Yang Ke to the back hall, her gentle expression instantly withdrawn, coldly scanning the rfolk below.
She bluntly said, "Everyone, it’s fine that Yang Ke and my disciple are close, but you can’t shalessly ask for the curse to be lifted without giving anything in return, can you?"
The rfolk exchanged looks.
Then hurriedly presented their prepared "gifts of gratitude."
The East Pole Yang Sea was teeming with vitality, and the sea was naturally rich in resources. To remove the Moon Soul Horror Curse from their descendants, the Nascent Souls spared no expense.
The treasures they brought were nothing below the Fifth Tier.
With abyssal sea pearls, Fifth Tier sea spirit veins, millennia-old Green Sea Spirit Coral Worms, dragon blood, fragnts of Yang Sea Ruo Wood...
Everything one could want was there.
The brilliant treasure light almost pierced through the walls of the guest hall, directly shooting out and illuminating all around.
The rfolk were still afraid True Man Moqi would be displeased:
"Sister Mo, please, make sure your disciple saves my granddaughter!"
"These ager tokens do not express my respect, as long as True Man Lingye is willing to save my child, there will be greater gifts in the future!"
"If True Man Lingye is willing, take these first—when you co to tour the East Pole Yang Sea, feel free to visit our tribe’s treasure repositories and take whatever you like."
While so might forsake their kin for wealth, the rfolk were different, their tribal inheritance mode made their family ties extrely close.
The Golden Core and Nascent Soul rfolk here were willing to give up their millennia-long accumulations to secure a bright future for their descendants.
Knowing that cultivating a powerful successor would greatly benefit their entire tribe, not to ntion forming a connection with Li Ye.
True Man Moqi, after carefully examining the gifts brought by the rfolk, nodded: "Originally your offspring were destined to suffer from the Moon Soul Horror Curse.
Now, my disciple dispels the curse for you, his future will be uncertain, as he will beco entangled in your karma.
I won’t beat around the bush, most of you are my juniors, whom I’ve watched grow up.
If you leverage your cultivation for wrongdoing in the future, committing evil deeds, I’ll personally take action to clean our house, no matter what, I cannot let it taint my disciple’s Qi fortune.
Do you understand?"
Actually, most rfolk capable of coming here had already left their marks on the ginkgo leaves of the Celestial Years Hall of the Four Seasons Sect, long having linked their Qi fortunes with the Four Seasons Sect, aning helping fellow sect mbers shouldn’t impact their own Qi fortune.
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