Demon Lord glared at Chu Mo, discontented. As a master, it was already extrely difficult to speak these words in front of his disciple. Yet, this lad had just made such a remark. How was he supposed to respond? It wasn't hard to find you for what? But then again, that was a statent he could not utter... it sounded rather strange.
Thus, Demon Lord could only mutter begrudgingly, "I already have you as a disciple, and I should be satisfied with that, only..."
Chu Mo, with his jesting heart put away, looked at Demon Lord apologetically and seriously said, "Master, rest assured, I will bear this matter in mind. Currently, I truly have no way to resolve this issue, but... once I find a solution, I will inform Master at the first opportunity!"
As he spoke, Chu Mo added, "By the way, what realm is Mistress in now?"
Demon Lord replied, "She is at the peak of the Ascension Phase, ready to transcend tribulation at any mont."
"Impressive!" Chu Mo praised.
"It's the Quasi-Saint dicine that's impressive," said Demon Lord, followed by a light sigh. "I'll go see your Mistress!" Perhaps after saying this, Demon Lord also felt sowhat stifled, and he needed so ti to digest all that Chu Mo had just expressed, including the various techniques and thods that had now changed. Demon Lord stood up and left.
Chu Mo nodded, "Understood, Master."
Yet, in his heart, he silently communicated with the Chaos Furnace within the Heavenly Mirror of the Cosmos: Chaos Furnace, I have a matter to ask of you, is there a way to cure my Mistress's illness?
This was the first ti Chu Mo had communicated with the Chaos Furnace since obtaining the Chaos Blood Moon. After that instance, both the Heavenly Mirror of the Cosmos and the Chaos Furnace seed to have beco much quieter, no longer displaying such strong spirituality.
Chu Mo hadn't communicated much with them since, but this ti, he must communicate with the Chaos Furnace.
While Chu Mo might appear sowhat distressed in front of Demon Lord, deep inside, he truly hoped he could help his master.
The Chaos Furnace did not disappoint Chu Mo, instantly providing an elixir recipe that appeared in Chu Mo's mind.
Chu Mo's heart slightly shivered as he saw the ingredients listed on the recipe. For the first ti, he felt the complexity of the task.
"Golden ginseng—Quasi-Saint dicine."
"Gentiana—Quasi-Saint dicine."
"Mystic Purple Gromwell—supre dicine."
"Bitter-Sweet Flower—ungraded."
On the recipe, only these four ingredients were listed, along with their appearances and preferred environnts. A note was added below: An elixir concocted from these four ingredients could change the constitution of any creature, turning them into a fertile body, including males.
Those last four words, Chu Mo simply ignored. What sort of joke was that, males being full enough to take such an elixir? He was directly frightened by the grades of the dicines listed above. Two Quasi-Saint dicines… he had never even heard of them before.
Despite having collaborated with Lingdan Hall for quite so ti and having heard of so top-tier ingredients, even if he hadn't seen them, now to hear of golden ginseng and gentiana, two Quasi-Saint dicines he'd never heard of, was sothing else.
Demon Lord was extrely fortunate to have found a Quasi-Saint dicine that had once been a Saint dicine in an ancient relic within the Immortal Realm, which remade the Mistress's physical body. But to find a second Quasi-Saint dicine? Let alone in the Immortal Realm, even in the Heavenly Realm, how easy could it be?
Chu Mo had heard about so top-tier ingredients at Lingdan Hall, not to ntion Quasi-Saint dicines, even supre dicines… they were truly spirited entities, rarely seen even by sovereigns.
Therefore, even for Mystic Purple Gromwell, a supre dicine, to find it would likely be exceedingly difficult! Although Demon Lord hadn't specified how he obtained that Quasi-Saint dicine, it was highly likely that it was sealed by arrays.
Otherwise, with Demon Lord's current strength, not only was he no match for that Quasi-Saint dicine! How could he possibly have obtained it?
The three types of dicinal ingredients in front of him were enough to give Chu Mo a headache… even to render him helpless, and the last kind, which had no grade, was particularly perplexing to Chu Mo.
What did having no grade an? Moreover, looking at the appearance of the Bittersweet Blossom, Chu Mo had never seen anything like it; there was nothing in his mind that could match this flower. What left Chu Mo speechless was the growth environnt of the Bittersweet Blossom.
The boundary between gods and demons.
These five simple words made it completely impossible for Chu Mo to remain calm.
What place was that? Chu Mo had no idea, but he could feel that it was definitely not an ordinary place!
Chu Mo couldn't help but think of the place he had entered before, known as the sin-filled edge of the underworld. He thought to himself, Could it be… a place similar to that?
No matter what place it was, Chu Mo was very clear about one thing in his heart—that he would almost certainly not be able to obtain these four types of dicinal ingredients in the Immortal Realm.
Whew!
Chu Mo let out a long breath and thought to himself: No matter how difficult, I must help my master, because this is probably the only wish of my master's wife now.
At the sa ti, the Demon Lord and Die were also looking at each other in silence outside.
Die was an extrely sensitive and exceptionally intelligent woman. Noticing the mixed expressions of joy and sorrow on the Demon Lord's face, she seed to understand sothing. She walked over, gently took the Demon Lord's hand, and said, "Don't worry about ; I might have been asking for too much. Actually, just being rescued by you from the Soul Refining Platform and having this body, which doesn't fall short of one in the Daoist Realm, and staying by your side, is truly a blessing from heaven. If that wish can't co true, it really doesn't matter, as long as I can stay with you forever, I'm completely satisfied."
As Die spoke, a gentle smile appeared on her face.
The Demon Lord tightly held Die's hand back, and a trace of glistening moisture flashed through his determined eyes as he quietly said, "Rest assured, no matter what happens, I won't give up."
"Yes, I know." Die said with a joyful smile, but hidden beneath that smile was a faint sadness.
She loved him deeply! So much so, that she wanted to bear him healthy children, whether a daughter or a son—it didn't matter. In fact, she wanted to have several more; one is not enough. It would be lonely.
Especially after seeing Chu Mo, Die's desire had grown even stronger.
No matter how good a disciple is, he is still soone else's child; no matter how filial he is, he is not her own flesh and blood!
At that mont, Chu Mo walked out of the room, saw his master and master's wife, and said, "Master, I have both good news and bad news."
The Demon Lord laughed and scolded, "Stop playing these gas."
Seeing Chu Mo, Die's eyes brightened, and she also smiled, "Let's hear the bad news first—your master and I have heard all sorts of cruel news over the years; we're used to bad news."
Chu Mo imdiately felt a pang in his heart and said earnestly, "Master's wife, don't worry, there won't be any bad news to trouble you in the future." Then, looking at the Demon Lord, he continued, "The bad news is that finding those ingredients… is extrely, extrely difficult! Even with the help of Lingdan Hall, the top dicinal ingredient supplier in the world… it's still very difficult!"
The Demon Lord stood up abruptly, his eyes blazing as he stared at Chu Mo. Although he didn't speak, that look… was worth more than a thousand words.
Die raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Chu Mo, "What kind of ingredients?"
Chu Mo replied solemnly, "Of course, the ingredients to cure my master's wife's illness."
The Demon Lord's face froze, his hands clenched tightly as if his breathing… paused for a mont. After a long while, he relaxed and looked at Chu Mo, deeply saying, "No matter how difficult, I will find them!"
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