“Two choices.” Mo Juren didn’t waste words and spoke directly.
“The first is for you and me to let go of past grievances, as if nothing happened before. From now on, we will still be Master and Disciple. I will also accept you as my Personal Disciple, and as your Master, I naturally won’t be stingy. I will teach you all subsequent Cultivation Techniques, immortal arts, and so on.”
“The second is for us to go our separate ways from now on. We will part ways, and our Master-Disciple relationship will end. You don’t need to have any concerns; I, Mo Juren, will not go back on my word.”
“Of course, such matters require mutual consent and cannot be forced. You can go back and think about it; there’s no rush. It’s not too late to give me your answer tomorrow.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Li didn’t hesitate at all and immediately bowed deeply: “Disciple greets Master.”
“Good, as expected of someone I value. With this decisiveness alone, your future prospects are absolutely limitless,” Mo Juren laughed heartily, not feeling it was Tuwu People at all.
Was Han Li foolish? Of course not. “Simpleton” was just a nickname. On the contrary, he was an extremely intelligent person. The fact that he could Cultivate all the way and eventually achieve the Dao Ancestor Realm relied not only on the Little Green Bottle, but also on his indispensable wisdom.
Two choices. As long as one isn’t truly mentally ill, everyone knows how to choose. With the glorious Dao of immortal Cultivation and longevity laid out before him, would anyone refuse?
As for danger, it was mainly Possession. Han Li saw clearly that although he had some tricks, he was still no match for Dr. Mo. Just think of Yu Zitong, a Qi Refining seventh-level Cultivator, who still died just like that.
Now that Old Mo had hidden nothing and laid everything bare, he had no more concerns. It could also be inferred that Old Mo had no intention of coveting his body, and the probability of him sincerely wanting to take a Disciple was very high.
Since that was the case, what was there to hesitate about? He would directly acknowledge him as Master. Not only would he have a backer, but he would also be able to obtain subsequent Cultivation Techniques. Why not?
Of course, besides the above, there was another point to consider: if he didn't agree, would the other party suddenly turn hostile and silence him? This was not impossible.
Han Li’s calculations were as precise as could be. In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and all the pros and cons were analyzed with the utmost accuracy.
With the matter of acknowledging him as Master settled, Mo Juren said no more, waving his hand to let the other party go back and rest.
Han Li naturally wouldn’t refuse. On the contrary, he wished to leave earlier. The Spirit Medicine in the medicine garden hadn't been fully processed yet, and he was constantly anxious about it.
Even though he had already acknowledged the other party as his Master in his heart, he would absolutely not reveal the secret of the Little Green Bottle, which was his greatest secret.
Such a treasure would incite greed in anyone.
He respectfully bowed again, then turned and left the room.
Looking at the disappearing figure, a strange look flashed in Mo Juren’s eyes, and he thought to himself, “I only picked one fruit; he shouldn’t notice, right?”
A night passed, and the sun rose in the east.
Sunlight streamed down through the thin clouds, cloaking the entire valley in a silvery attire.
Early in the morning, Mo Juren woke up and eagerly opened the game interface. At this point, the progress of the Bloodline Transformation Furnace had completed. It was waiting for his further operation.
Name: Mo Juren
Realm: Innate Martial Artist
Bloodline: None
Cultivation Technique: None
Technique: None
Material: None
Bloodline Transformation Furnace: Refinement complete, obtained 0.17 kg of Level 1 Origin Bloodline, Wood Attribute
Mo Juren nodded slightly. Just like when he played the game, no unexpected situations occurred. The subsequent operation was also simple. With a thought, the Bloodline column flickered slightly, and a prompt appeared again.
“Detected Level 1 Origin Bloodline, Wood Attribute, 100% purity. Can be perfectly integrated with the player. Continue?”
“Fusion”
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strange energy suddenly surge into his heart, flowing through his entire body at an extremely fast speed, fusing, devouring, and assimilating with his own blood, finally becoming one.
That was the newly born Wood Attribute Origin Bloodline, belonging to the Transcendent Rank, far stronger than his own Mortal Bloodline. After Fusion, his blood volume did not increase, but the Impurities in his blood were greatly purified and eliminated. The Rank had a qualitative improvement, and the transcendent energy contained within it also began to take effect, rapidly improving his physical quality.
The benefits were not limited to this; improving physical quality was merely incidental. The biggest change after Bloodline Fusion was that he could Cultivate, absorbing Wood Attribute Spiritual Qi, but only limited to a single Wood Attribute; other attributes would not work.
Of course, this was the game's setting and the only way for players to Cultivate.
Now that he had changed worlds, Mo Juren was a bit apprehensive, but after trying it out, he confirmed that there were no surprises; Changchun Gong could be used completely.
Besides improving physical quality and gaining the opportunity to Cultivate, there was a third benefit: after fusing the Bloodline, two unfamiliar, illusory imprints, like Talismans, suddenly appeared in his Sea of Consciousness. Spiritual Light flowed on them, flickering unstably, while also emitting a hint of familiar aura.
He didn't know the source of this aura, but the effect was obvious: he almost instinctively inherited and mastered two Innate secret techniques, or rather, Demonic Techniques: Entangling Technique and Thorn Technique. The former needs no explanation; it was precisely a move used by the half-Yao Giant Python. The latter was also extraordinary, capable of summoning a type of poisonous thorny bramble for attack.
Looking at the game interface again, it had changed:
Name: Mo Juren
Realm: Innate Martial Artist
Bloodline: Wood Attribute Level 1 (17%)
Cultivation Technique: Changchun Gong
Technique: Entangling Technique (Level 1), Thorn Technique (Level 1)
Material: None
Bloodline Transformation Furnace: Closed
Putting away the panel, Mo Juren looked at the wooden square table in front of him. With a thought, a green light suddenly lit up at the corner of the table. The next moment, a dark green, spiky vine slowly emerged.
With another thought, the vine actually began to sway left and right according to his will, without any stagnation, as if it were his Clone.
“Thorn Technique, so that’s how it is.” Mo Juren suddenly understood, and at the same time, felt a bit regretful. After all, he had a human body, so he could only use this one; the Entangling Technique was completely useless.
It must be said that this Innate Demonic Technique was extremely peculiar. Unlike a Cultivator, it didn't require arduous Cultivation. As long as the Bloodline reached a certain level, one would naturally obtain the Legacy within it, as if imprinted in the body, allowing for control as easily as moving an arm.
This was probably the characteristic of the Yao Race's Bloodline Legacy Dao. And both the Thorn Technique and the Entangling Technique were most likely derived from the Level 1 Yao Beast, the Green-Scaled Python.
Dispelling the Thorn Technique, the dark green vine immediately softened and fell onto the tabletop.
Mo Juren didn't pay attention to it but instead carefully sensed the situation within his body. As he expected, this technique had a consumption. In just a short dozen seconds, one-tenth of the True Qi in his Dantian directly disappeared.
He had some conjectures, it was very likely that the Martial Artist's True Qi Rank was too low to support the use of the Thorn Technique. If it were a Cultivator's magic power, the situation would naturally be very different.
Understanding everything, he no longer hesitated and planned to start Cultivating immediately. However, at this moment, a foul smell suddenly entered his nostrils.
He couldn't help but be stunned, then thought of something. Rolling up his sleeves, he saw a layer of grime covering his arm, gray and extremely unsightly.
“Marrow Cleansing and Bone Tempering!”
Mo Juren was a Martial Artist and instantly understood everything. This was the effect produced by fusing a high-Rank Bloodline.
He couldn't help but be overjoyed. The situation was even better than he had expected. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before his body's injuries would completely heal.
Now, the only thing he needed to worry about was the poison curse. When the original body attacked Yu Zitong, he was counterattacked by the other party in his dying moments and was hit by a secret technique called the Blood Arrow Soul Curse, which resulted in his body rapidly aging. That was why he looked like this now.
He originally thought that as long as Yu Zitong's Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, the poison curse would automatically dissipate, but he didn't expect it to have no effect at all. He couldn't help but guess that this poison curse might be mechanical, and once cast, it would not stop until a way to Release it was found.