Upon hearing this, Chen Mo vaguely recalled, at that time he was with Lin Catcher, encountered an ambush by the Demon Clan, accidentally entered the ancient tree and obtained the Heavenly Primordial Spirit Fruit and Creation Golden Branch.
However, the Qi Family has always been low-key, he didn’t associate it in that direction.
Qi Chengze hesitated for a moment, took out a token from his bosom, and placed it on the table, "If there’s anything urgent, you can find me at the Observatory, but try not to contact me usually..."
After speaking, his figure became blurry and dissolved into mist, disappearing.
Chen Mo picked up the token, made of sandalwood, smooth touch, with Celestial Stars engraved on the front and the word "Impermanence" on the back.
"Tsk, a surprise gain..."
He was worried about how to get into the Observatory, truly when sleepy a pillow was delivered.
But he couldn’t be too hasty, rashly visiting would only raise suspicion, he needs an appropriate excuse.
At this moment, Ling Yishan spoke up: "Zhi’er, you go first, I want to talk to Mr. Chen alone."
"Well... alright."
Ling Ningzhi appeared slightly worried, left the courtyard hesitantly.
With only the two of them left in the courtyard, the air grew silent.
Ling Yishan leaned weakly against the lounge chair, breathed deeply, exhaled a mouthful of stale air.
"Pretending is exhausting..."
Under Chen Mo’s shocked watch, the lush locust tree behind quickly withered, leaves dried and yellowed, as if it lost its vitality instantly!
At the same time, Ling Yishan’s complexion turned ashen, seeming older by at least ten years than moments ago!
"Elder Ling, this..."
"Fuss over nothing, never seen someone on the brink of death?"
Ling Yishan waved his hand dismissively, indifferently said: "That bald donkey indeed has some skills, injured my origin, now it’s beyond recovery... Oh, and Zhi’er still doesn’t know, don’t let it slip, I don’t want to see her crying."
Chen Mo frowned and said: "But this matter can’t be hidden forever, can it?"
"Hide it for as long as possible." Ling Yishan said helplessly, "Currently she’s at the critical juncture of breakthrough, must not be distracted, but you lad, unknowingly became a Grandmaster, truly absurd."
"Just a bit lucky." Chen Mo said.
"Luck is part of strength, I fancy myself as talented, but lacking that bit of luck." Ling Yishan seemed unwilling, then shook his head, "Discussing this now is meaningless, asked you to stay because there’s something I need to ask you."
"Elder Ling, speak freely."
"The Empress granted you the opportunity to enter the third layer of the Heavenly Armory, which Magical Treasure did you choose?"
?
Chen Mo hadn’t expected him to ask this.
Eunuch Jin had specifically instructed him not to reveal this matter to anyone, for a moment he didn’t know how to answer.
Seeing his hesitant demeanor, Ling Yishan squinted his eyes, already guessed the answer.
Indeed...
"Fine, don’t say if you don’t want to." Ling Yishan intentionally changed the topic, "Not many trustworthy people in the Capital City, Qi Chengze counts as one, you and Zhi’er can seek his help if needed."
With that said, with a flip of his wrist, a bronze lock appeared out of thin air.
The lockhead shaped like a beast’s head, covered in mottled rust, the chain has nine segments, each engraved with ancient seal script.
Ling Yishan gently wiped the bronze lock, eyes seemed to recall something.
"Back then I suffered quite a bit for this... cough, Qi Chengze has long coveted this, just give this to him, he’ll do anything."
"..."
Chen Mo furrowed his brow, felt something amiss.
It sounded like he was arranging his affairs?
"Junior heard from Zhi’er, as long as the Creation Golden Pill is refined, the origin can be rebuilt, Elder Ling doesn’t need to rush, right?"
"Easy to say, harder than ascending to heaven."
Ling Yishan said calmly, "I know you have the Heavenly Primordial Spirit Fruit and some Immortal Materials, Ji Hongxiu also mentioned she could help with alchemy, problem is, I don’t have that much time left."
He originally held a sliver of hope.
With Daoist Venerable’s alchemy prowess, if cultivation further advanced, it might become a pill.
But now his remaining lifespan is short, half a year is just a blink, how much stronger can Ji Hongxiu become?
Within such a short time, not only gathering materials but refining the Creation Golden Pill, nearly impossible.
Chen Mo pondered for a moment, said: "Perhaps, junior could ask the Empress for help?"


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