Chen Mo and his two companions walked out of the Demon Suppression Department’s main gate.
Upon reaching a secluded area, Ji Hongxiu waved her hand to set up a barrier of isolation before asking, "What did you mean by what you just said? Why do you want me to bring Ling Yishan along?"
Originally, refining the Creation Golden Pill did not require the user’s direct involvement. It was only after hearing Chen Mo’s Divine Soul transmission that she changed her statement, casually fabricating the notion of "blending in Essence Blood."
Chen Mo explained, "I received information that someone intends to prevent Ling Yishan from rebuilding his Dao Foundation. During the alchemy process, the core forces of the Demon Suppression Department will be guarding the training ground, leaving the internal defenses vulnerable. I’m worried that leaving Ling Yishan here might pose a danger."
He did not mention the plan of the four major families to take advantage of the situation against him.
If the Daoist Venerable knew about this, he would prioritize his safety over the alchemy, which Chen Mo did not want.
"Then why don’t you just say it directly..." Ji Hongxiu paused, her expression growing more serious, "Are you suggesting there’s a mole inside the Demon Suppression Department?"
"It’s just a suspicion; I can’t be completely sure," Chen Mo said. "But since the other party knows about the alchemy, it means someone must have leaked the information, and this person likely holds a high position, possibly among the directors..."
"Of course, it could be that I’m overthinking, but being cautious isn’t wrong."
Ling Ningzhi listened with a perplexed expression, her throat moved, "Lord, are you saying someone wants to kill Grandpa?!"
"Don’t worry, I’ve made thorough preparations, and nothing unexpected will happen."
"At that time, Hongxiu will just need to focus on the alchemy, and the Empress will assist at critical moments. Zhi’er should just stay by Elder Ling’s side. Leave the safety to me; I assure you that no one will approach the training ground before the pill is completed."
Seeing Chen Mo’s confident demeanor, Ling Ningzhi’s anxiety eased, and she nodded, "Thank you, Lord."
"We’ve been together for so long, why be so formal?" Chen Mo pinched her cheek, smiling, "Since I said that Elder Ling would drink our wedding wine, I will naturally keep my promise."
"Hmm~"
Ling Ningzhi’s cheeks flushed as she hesitated for a moment, then rose on her tiptoes and gently pecked his lips.
"Lord, you’re so good~"
"Hmm..."
Chen Mo wouldn’t let her go so easily, starting an invasive mode.
Ji Hongxiu watched this scene from the side, her expression becoming somewhat awkward, silently preparing to turn away.
A large hand suddenly wrapped around her waist, pulling her over, and before she could speak, her lips were sealed.
After a long time—
Ji Hongxiu’s legs went soft, her breathing heavy, leaning weakly against Chen Mo’s chest, as if her bones had been extracted.
Chen Mo leaned to her ear, whispering, "How’s the taste of your disciple?"
"Lord! What nonsense are you talking about!" Ling Ningzhi stomped her foot shyly and angrily.


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