Chapter 1835 - 1815:
Mo focused on alchemy inside the cave, slowly dissolving the necessary herbs into liquid, then gradually merging these liquids to ensure the medicinal properties were distributed evenly. Luo Qianqian, feeling bored just watching this, decided to move to a different spot to start crafting talisman tools, allowing both of them to work in the cave without disturbing each other.
The little rabbit, having nothing to do in the cave, could only nibble on the food off to the side. Its three-petal mouth moved adorably, but its eyes were a peculiar silver color, not the usual red of ordinary white rabbits.
After Mo finished his alchemy, he noticed Luo Qianqian was deep in concentration, so he remained silent and watched her quietly.
When he saw Luo Qianqian sketching the outline of a weapon on the paper, he furrowed his brows slightly. He knew Luo Qianqian had some secrets, but felt that he shouldn’t know about what was happening now, pretending he hadn’t seen anything.
At that moment, Luo Qianqian opened her eyes in surprise and looked at the talisman paper in front of her, jumping up with joy: "Did it actually succeed?"
Then, unexpectedly, she saw Mo’s eyes and immediately asked: "Did you finish?"
Mo was caught off guard and felt a bit awkward, nodding: "Yes."
"This is for you, it’s my first creation, but... I don’t know what it might be." Luo Qianqian had successfully crafted various talisman weapon techniques, but advancing to the next stage was a long process, yet she wasn’t in a hurry.
"What is this?" Mo was momentarily stunned.
"This is..." Luo Qianqian was also taken aback, suddenly recalling Xuan Ming’s words, feeling a bit anxious, and then shrugged: "What you see, a talisman tool."
"Did you receive the Emperor of Ice’s inheritance?"
Mo remained silent for a long time before asking softly.
Luo Qianqian looked at Mo with an odd expression: "How do you know?"
"It’s obvious, really. The Emperor of Ice truly requires only the path of the talisman tool to be inherited, while the Emperor of Fire follows the path of alchemy." Mo solemnly put away the talisman paper in his hand: "But you shouldn’t let others know too much about this sort of thing. It would only bring countless troubles."
Luo Qianqian nodded silently. Those who knew the truth were trustworthy.
As for Mo, she trusted him greatly. After all, not everyone was willing to take the risk of severe punishment to help her.
"As for the Emperor of Fire, the heir is Yan. I’ve merely shared some content." Mo did not hide: "Moreover, the Emperor of Fire’s inheritance has always been within our family, passed down through generations, differing from yours."
"... Your family is impressive." Luo Qianqian uttered, somewhat carelessly, and sat aside watching Mo: "So, is there anything different about this inheritance?"
Mo was speechless, then laughed helplessly: "Of course, it’s different."
"The Hundred Flavors Mushroom from the back mountain might be the entrance to the Five Emperors’ tomb. If not, there would be no reason to attract so many people to die there, almost like some sort of Guardian. The Five Emperors’ tomb contains the inheritance of the Five Emperors’ Martial Arts Secret Manual, regarded as a false inheritance. The true inheritance is entirely separate. Although they were friends, they were also rivals; how could they possibly put everything they learned throughout their lives together? Not only is the true inheritance separate, but their weapons are also hidden across the continent, awaiting the time to return." Mo looked at Luo Qianqian: "Talisman tool is part of the Emperor of Ice’s true inheritance, a creation of his own."
Luo Qianqian was dumbfounded, never having imagined there would be all this. Reflecting on the chocolate and cola she left over there left her feeling guilty — was she being a bit excessive? It seemed she was treating life like a game...
"Additionally, those who inherit the true wisdom of the Five Emperors have a special mission, according to what Yan said, though I don’t know the specifics." Mo shrugged calmly.
The Emperor of Fire’s inheritance has always been in their family, so one can easily guess that each generation within their family must have someone to inherit it.
Because they are of the Emperor of Fire’s bloodline.
"Can I ask a question?" Luo Qianqian looked at Mo with some peculiarity and asked.
Mo nodded: "Go ahead."
"Why isn’t it you?" She just had a feeling that if Mo wanted it, it should be him. Not sure why, she just had this feeling.
Mo was momentarily stunned, then laughed loudly: "The fate of the world and its people is too troublesome. I prefer freedom and leisure. Besides... no one suits the role better than Yan, who seems destined to take saving the world and its people as his mission."
Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, speechless. So, brother, where did you come up with this conclusion? Where did you learn to read people? Care to teach her? She’d love to be able to identify suitable partners and factions correctly, to avoid dragging the Nine Heavens Pavilion down by standing in the wrong place.
Yet she still shrugged: "So, do you think I’m that type of person too?" Her eyes full of curious anticipation.
"You?" Mo paused, then supported his chin with his hand, seriously pondering: "Rather than saving the world and its people, you are more suited to wander the world with me, tasting its flavors."
Luo Qianqian laughed loudly upon hearing that: "Isn’t it? I feel the same."
The world, its people — they felt too distant for her.
"Even if you only have false inheritance, having strong allies around you will benefit you in the future." Mo looked at Luo Qianqian seriously: "So even if it’s dangerous, you should compete for it in the back mountain."
They clearly understood the significance of the back mountain now since the black market had already sold the information, though nobody really knows what’s inside. It would surely involve competition both openly and in the shadows.
"Okay, got it." Luo Qianqian wrinkled her nose: "Why does it feel like you’re saying you’re no longer in the academy?"
"Not necessarily. I’ve graduated, but I need to complete the graduation trial to be truly graduated. How long this trial will take, I don’t know." Mo explained frankly: "Moreover... as far as I know, very few have completed the graduation trial, but those who have are invariably exceptional."
Luo Qianqian immediately covered her mouth, feeling somewhat helpless yet uncertain if she should stop Mo. Stopping him might prevent him from becoming exceptional, but if not, she would be really upset if anything went wrong.
"But don’t worry, I’ll stay with you at the academy for this year, until Yan completes his seclusion. After that, I’ll leave, but could you promise me one thing?" Mo seriously put a hand on Luo Qianqian’s shoulder, his face full of grave concern.
Luo Qianqian instinctively nodded, feeling like it was about something very serious.
"Promise me... not to let Yan take you away. Wait for me to return."