87: You are not good, easy to die

Half a month passed in a flash.

For the past half month, Mo Fan's life had temporarily returned to peace.

In the days that followed, he worked diligently, and also diligently freeloaded off Li Xinghe... for knowledge.

As time went on, his Pill Dao knowledge accumulated little by little.

Of course, when the program intervals were long, he would occasionally visit the Sword Pavilion to admire its three beauties and feast his eyes (crossed out).

It's worth mentioning that he read very quickly, usually two or three books a day, and even three or four when he had free time.

Li Xinghe was somewhat displeased by this.

He felt that Mo Fan was too impetuous, merely flipping through books without genuinely studying or understanding them.

He remembered when he first delved into the Pill Dao.

Each book in the study would take him over a month to fully comprehend and master.

But this Mo Fan fellow—

Li Xinghe no longer knew how to complain.

Are you even reading?

It's more like the books are reading you!

"Even if he has some talent, his temperament is too impetuous. If he doesn't temper it well, he won't achieve great things in the future," Li Xinghe shook his head and commented.

Time flew by.

November 30th, morning.

The work at the Spirit Herb Garden officially concluded, and the cultivation of the Grade 3 Spirit Medicine, Purple Star Vine, was declared a failure.

Li Xinghe needed to adjust his state and redesign the cultivation plan.

"The work is done, you may go. You'll be going to Huilong Mountain tomorrow, remember to keep an eye out for seven star vine and kongming grass for this old man."

Li Xinghe waved his hand, dismissing Mo Fan.

"Alright, Senior, remember to find me if you have any more tasks in the future," Mo Fan said with a smile.

The Spirit Medicine cultivation task at the No. 23 Spirit Herb Garden was simply too enjoyable.

Not only was the work leisurely and the pay high.

He could also freeload Pill Dao knowledge.

For such work, Mo Fan wanted to say: give me another dozen!

"Mm, after the next cultivation plan is drafted, this old man will find you again," Li Xinghe nodded in agreement.

Li Xinghe was still very satisfied with Mo Fan's work ability.

Aside from his unreliable attitude towards studying Pill Dao, everything else about this fellow was quite good.

Operating the Magic Array Field program seemed simple, but in reality, adjusting each segment of the program was very complex and prone to errors; even missing a single character could lead to deviations.

When assigning the task, Li Xinghe was prepared to accept a ten percent error rate.

After all, humans are not machines, and with such complex steps, there would always be times when mistakes are made.

But what Li Xinghe hadn't expected was that Mo Fan had never made a single mistake.

If it weren't for his improper attitude towards studying the Pill Dao, Li Xinghe would have considered taking him as a disciple.

"Then this Junior bids farewell," Mo Fan cupped his hands and turned to leave.

However, at this moment, Li Xinghe seemed to remember something and called out to Mo Fan again: "Wait—"

"Is there anything else, Senior?" Mo Fan turned around, puzzled.

"You performed well in this task, exceeding expectations. This old man will apply for additional merit points subsidy for you.

"The extra subsidy will be issued by the Outer Sect Pill Dao Hall. It should arrive in your account in about one to two hours, once the review is approved."

Hearing this, Mo Fan's eyes lit up, and he quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Senior!"

"Go," Li Xinghe waved his hand.

"Goodbye, Senior," Mo Fan also waved his hand and turned to leave again.

He hadn't expected Li Xinghe to even apply for an extra subsidy for him.

"How nice."

Mo Fan sighed with emotion, then oriented himself and walked towards Hidden Sword Peak.

He was going out tomorrow.

He had to say goodbye to Xu Jing after all.

After entering the Innate realm, Mo Fan's speed increased significantly.

Forty minutes later, he arrived at the peak of Hidden Sword Peak, seeing the ancient pavilion and the stone tablet carved with the words "Sword Pavilion" at its entrance.

Last time, Mo Fan was ambushed by this stone tablet and almost fainted.

This time, Mo Fan wanted to challenge his weakness again.

Thinking of this, he focused his mind and looked towards the stone tablet.

In an instant, Mo Fan's vision blurred, and the surrounding space seemed to twist.

Streaks of cold light assailed him, Sword Intent like silk and rain, cutting through space, as if to cut him open.

Buzz!

Mo Fan felt a direct mental shock, his eyes dizzy.

"Hiss—"

He quickly averted his gaze, feeling light-headed and even a little toothache.

"It's still very uncomfortable. It seems I don't have much Sword Dao talent. Staying here for too long might shorten my life—"

He remembered that Xu Jing felt no discomfort at all looking at this thing.

That's why she almost lit up all five stone tablets.

Walking onto the spacious plaza in front of the Sword Pavilion, Mo Fan saw Chu Qian, who was drying various Spirit Swords.

She had a slender figure, dressed in a light green long dress, with smooth, silken black hair, a melon-seed face, and large eyes—a standard classical beauty.

However, her face was pale, appearing bloodless, and her mental state was not good.

"Good afternoon, Senior Sister Chu," Mo Fan walked over with a smile, greeting her politely.

Chu Qian was startled at first, then, realizing it was Mo Fan, she couldn't help but smile playfully:

"Junior Brother Mo, are you here to see Junior Sister Xu again?"

"Yes, is she still in the backyard?" Mo Fan asked courteously.

In the past half month, he had made time to visit twice.

Mainly, he wanted to see if Xu Jing's Sword Nurturing Art had gone awry, so he could correct it in time.

"Mm-hmm, Junior Sister Xu has been Cultivating in the backyard recently, you can go straight there," Chu Qian nodded.

"Alright, thank you, Senior Sister," Mo Fan thanked her and stepped into the Sword Pavilion.

Passing through two long corridors, Mo Fan arrived at the backyard, which contained nothing but the five stone tablets, and saw Xu Jing quietly Cultivating.

Xu Jing had a clear and beautiful face, a tall figure, and was still dressed in a red outfit. At first glance, she seemed like a cold and dignified older sister, with an aura that kept people at bay.

But as soon as she spoke—

"Mo, Mo Fan, you're, you're here?" Xu Jing clutched the corner of her clothes, a little flustered.

Well, actually, there was no cold and dignified older sister.

There was only a social anxiety-ridden stutterer.

"Mm, I'm here. You continue to Cultivate, don't mind me," Mo Fan said with a smile.

"Okay, okay..." Xu Jing nodded, her eyes slightly closed, and continued to Cultivate the Sword Nurturing Art.

After half a month of trying.

Xu Jing found that with her talent.

It might take her more than half a year to fully comprehend the Sword Nurturing Art.

However, Mo Fan occasionally came here and gave her a little guidance, which enlightened her and saved her a lot of time.

Now, she would only need half a year at most to comprehend the Sword Nurturing Art.

Mo Fan remained silent, standing quietly, carefully observing Xu Jing as she Cultivated, and perceiving the flow of spiritual energy within her body.

A quarter of an hour later, Xu Jing awoke from her Cultivation state, slowly opening her eyes.

Seeing this, Mo Fan stepped forward, chatting casually with Xu Jing while drawing symbols on the ground that only he and Xu Jing could understand.

The symbols had been agreed upon when he first imparted the Sword Nurturing Art.

A moment later, the two stopped talking, and Mo Fan subtly wiped away the marks on the ground.

Xu Jing's eyes, however, brightened slightly, filled with joy.

With Mo Fan's guidance, her comprehension of the Sword Nurturing Art had deepened.

"Tha, thank you—"

"You're welcome. I came this time to tell you that I need to go out for a trip. I'll be leaving tomorrow, so I might not be able to see you for the next half a month," Mo Fan said.

"Okay, be, be safe..." Xu Jing lowered her head.

She had heard Mo Fan mention this.

She just didn't expect the day to come so quickly.

"Don't worry, it's very safe. This mission hasn't had any incidents for so many years. I'll come back to see you when I return," Mo Fan said with a smile.

"Okay," Xu Jing nodded.

After a brief chat, Mo Fan bid farewell to Xu Jing and prepared to descend the mountain.

However, just as he reached the long corridor, Liu Xiyan blocked his path.

"Have you thought about it?" Liu Xiyan looked at him quietly.

"I haven't had enough fun yet," Mo Fan shook his head.

"This isn't good for you, you might die young. Cultivating in the Sword Pavilion, growing to be invincible, and then going out to have fun is the true path," Liu Xiyan said.