Divine Strategy Institute, Mo Family.

Council Hall, Mo Xingzhi and the old steward each sat on one side, while Mo Yushu held a scroll of letters before him.

The content of the letter was lengthy. If Han Yu were here, he would surely be taken aback, as it detailed everything that happened to him in Shuzhou City. More bizarrely, it covered not only the matter of pills in Tianning Prefecture but also his entanglements with the Qin Family and Bai Family, and finally everything that occurred in Ink Cloud Mansion.

Upon seeing the end of the letter, Mo Yushu couldn't help but frown, glancing at Mo Xingzhi.

His family's Sixth had always been weary of the way of mechanisms since childhood, and even his cultivation was rather lackluster, preferring to travel around. Thus, he took on handling the Mo Family's external affairs.

Though it seemed he was merely selling Mo Family's mechanical artifacts, his network was extensive, and information was at his fingertips. If he sought someone, it should be relatively easy, not just managing a few trivial matters like this.

"Sixth, why is there so little information?"

Mo Yushu quietly looked at Mo Xingzhi, his expression puzzled.

Mo Xingzhi immediately shook his head in amusement, pointing outside with a laugh, "Our Mo Family's little ancestor, your precious son caused a commotion for half a day after knowing I was investigating Han Yu. This dribble of information is only what he was willing to return after looking it over."

The investigation's intent was naturally born from cautious consideration after a group of individuals returned.

After all, from the old steward's mouth, this person appeared without a hint of True Essence, yet his physical strength was extraordinarily domineering. More importantly, Mo Xiuwen, his cousin, kept calling him by the nickname 'Pharmacist'.

And it was terrifyingly baffling how Han Yu managed to turn a Realm of Transcendence expert into a living Ginseng King.

Such a person approaching Mo Xiuwen must have some hidden motives, which the Mo Family couldn't ignore.

"Xiuwen said he's a friend."

Mo Xingzhi shook his head with a wry smile.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yushu gently put down the letter, his expression calm, and said, "Then let's not investigate."

Afterwards, he instead asked the two of them, pondering, "What are your thoughts on this Ginseng King?"

What thoughts could there be? A living person turning into a ginseng makes one shudder to think about. I've heard someone even brought a pot to cook it, drinking that lunatic's bathwater.

At this thought, both Mo Xingzhi and the old steward wore peculiar expressions.

"Those who are unaware might be fine, but we know the inside story and surely won't touch such a disgusting thing." Mo Xingzhi said with a look full of disdain.

The old steward nodded slightly, saying softly, "We'll stay out of it, pretending we have no interest."

Mo Yushu hesitated for a moment, his face showing uncertainty, "Should we consider friendship and tell the truth to those few we're close with? I hear they've all sent people over."

"Absolutely not! This is clearly a scheme by the Pharmacist, best if you don't get involved."

The cousin, who had been eavesdropping outside for who knows how long, quickly jumped in.

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Han Yu indeed underestimated the allure of longevity. Unlike mortals, for cultivators, it was even more compelling.

For wealthy people, prolonging life meant enjoying fortune for a few more years.

For a cultivator, especially an old monster at the pinnacle of cultivation, longevity meant more time to break through the next realm. Succeeding could extend one's life much beyond the mere span of decades.

The pharmacist of the Cyan Sun Sect had concluded that if he were to refine, he could at least produce pills extending life by ten years.

The Eight Sects of Celestial Essence immediately became heated. The level of Cyan Sun Sect was apparent to them.

If a small pharmacist of Cyan Sun Sect could refine longevity pills extending life by ten years, the potency of this Ginseng King must be extraordinary. In the hands of their sects, the effects could easily multiply.

When eight elder cultivators of the Realm of Transcendence appeared in the cavern, Han Yu instantly concealed himself.

While everyone focused on the Ginseng King, he quietly withdrew.

Just as the Artifact Spirit said, he indeed played too big this time.

How overwhelming is the pressure from eight Realm of Transcendence cultivators?

Even just standing silently, the small wild cultivators in the cavern subconsciously retreated, followed by the Cyan Sun Sect disciples responsible for vigilance.

Soon, the cavern became tranquil.

Elderly individuals surrounded the Ginseng King, clicking their tongues in wonder and faces alight with strange expressions. Reaching this realm, the things in their eyes were naturally different from others.

"Such dense Life Source, that young Cyan Sun Sectling wasn't lying."

"According to ancient legends, under certain circumstances ginseng spirits could achieve transformation, truly not deceiving me."

An old man, lost in admiration, stroked the human head on the Ginseng King, which was the head of the old pharmacist.

"How should this Ginseng King be divided?"

Immediately, someone suggested the intention of dividing it.

There were exactly eight incoming from the sects, and the great Ginseng King could be divided into eight parts adequately.

"Those blockheaded folks from the Mo Family actually have no interest in such heavenly materials and earthly treasures."

At this, an elder jested.

The rest remained silent, internally filling with mockery, "You have a rift with the Unparalleled Tower and the Mo Family; go argue about it elsewhere."

"That young Cyan Sun Sectling isn't bad, not participating in this Ginseng King."

Thinking of this, everyone grinned happily.

They certainly didn't know that upon receiving the report from the returning disciple, the Cyan Sun Sect Leader was instantly delighted.

With eight elders of Transcendence coming, they basically guaranteed the Ginseng King, and Cyan Sun Sect could essentially hide behind.

"Let's first get it out, and then talk about dividing it!"

Someone instantly suggested, soon using spiritual power to envelop the entire Ginseng King and shaking it remotely.

The soil beneath the Ginseng King began to crack inch by inch, exposing countless roots.

The elder concentrating held his hand in mid-air, attempting to pull up the Ginseng King, finding it immovable.

"How peculiar!"

The elder muttered, gradually increasing his spiritual power, and the cavern started trembling continuously, small stones sporadically falling.

Even so, the Ginseng King stood unwaveringly.

Beside him, someone frowned, extending spiritual power into the ground, promptly clearing the entire soil, and the ground sank several meters, revealing even more flourishing roots sprawling in all directions.

All were instantly shocked; someone immediately spoke up, "Cut these roots before uprooting."

With that, spiritual power slashed down like a knife, and they saw numerous roots instantly shatter into powder. Yet before they could rejoice, more roots on the Ginseng King emerged, continuously anchoring themselves...

Has it truly gained a spirit, rooting itself unwilling to leave?

After several repetitions, no matter how they eradicated, the roots of the Ginseng King always took root there.

"Together now!"

As eight combined forces cleared the roots, capitalizing on the moment before new roots could embed, they exerted force, yet still couldn't shift it.

Their faces showed astonishment; just a mere Ginseng King, yet so troublesome.

——

Frightened, Han Yu kept distancing himself from the mountain stream, while Glass kept babbling in his mind.

"I told you not to provoke the Realm of Transcendence; this time you stirred up too much, dragging in eight of them, seemingly always at odds with high-tier cultivators along your way."

Han Yu wiped the cold sweat, thinking, "Who would know a broken old man became a hot commodity."

Before the words settled, his feet suddenly shook, and a loud sound came from afar; Han Yu squinted, eyes widening.

In the direction of the mountain stream, an island-like object was continuously rising into the sky...

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