Immortality begins with inheriting the myriad arts of cultivation.

Chapter 60 Third-Order Alchemist Inheritance

Because all of Wang Xingwei's spirit stones had already been spent.

Disheartened, Cheng Yao had no choice but to return to the herb garden and continue being a farming girl.

Not long after, not far from the robe shop where Cheng Yao and Wang Xingwei frequented, in a deserted alley, in a place where the sun did not shine.

A figure cautiously emerged from the shadows, and beside her, another figure was speaking gently to her.

Moving slowly, like a tortoise, the first figure seemed about to emerge from the shadows.

But at this very moment—

Suddenly, a voice came from the alley entrance.

The sound wasn't loud, but it made the figure that was about to step out of the shadows instantly shrink back like a startled rabbit, instinctively grabbing the arm of the person beside them tightly with both hands.

It was as if the voices coming from the alleyway were some terrifying evil spirit.

……

Qi Hanmo's arm was held tightly, and his face immediately showed discomfort and stiffness.

Despite his frequent appearance in a white robe and his romantic demeanor, coupled with his love of music, he seemed like a dashing and talented man.

In reality, Qi Hanmo came from a scholarly family and, from a young age, was taught by his father and grandfather to be well-versed in the classics of ancient sages and to adhere to moral and ethical teachings.

He was not only not a womanizer, but also had a rigid personality and was extremely serious about the separation of men and women. He believed that unmarried men and women should not have physical contact.

Now that the woman beside him was hugging him, he immediately tried to pull his arm away.

But when he turned around, he saw an incredibly terrified and frightened look in his eyes, just like a stray cat that had been suddenly abandoned by its owner.

Upon seeing this, Qi Hanmo sighed inwardly, but ultimately made no move, suppressing his discomfort as he allowed the woman to hold his arm.

However, he shifted his body slightly away from the woman to avoid getting too close.

A figure flashed past at the alley entrance, and the voices gradually faded into the distance until they were no longer audible.

As the conversation faded away, Qi Hanmo could sense that the woman beside him had relaxed slightly and was no longer as tense as before.

He then smiled and said softly, "Miss Lin, you can let me go now."

"Oh, oh." Hearing his words, the woman who was holding his arm realized something was wrong, quickly let go, and backed away, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I..."

Qi Hanmo maintained his smile, and seeing the woman's flustered appearance, he shook his head with a smile: "No need to apologize, you didn't do anything wrong."

"By the way, those two who just passed by must have been rogue cultivators, just like you and me. Don't be afraid, it's safe here." As Qi Hanmo spoke, a hint of a musician's skill was incorporated into his voice, and the sound gradually calmed the woman down.

Having said that, Qi Hanmo took a step forward, stepping out of the shadows and into the sunlight.

He looked gently at the woman in the shadows and said encouragingly, "Miss Lin, as we just said, come over here. Don't be afraid, it's warm in the sunlight."

The woman standing in the shadows looked at the light in the distance with a hint of fear in her eyes, as if she was worried that there was a gaping maw of abyss there that would swallow her whole if she stepped on it.

Qi Hanmo didn't speak, just smiled and looked at her, which gradually made her lower her guard.

She finally stopped hesitating and slowly moved her body, first her fingers and arms, then her shoulders, neck, and head... until finally she stood entirely in the sunlight.

"It's true, it's really warm in the sunlight." The woman slowly closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.

……

Not far from Qi Hanmo and the other person, a man dressed in a tight-fitting outfit was constantly monitoring them with his divine sense.

Just as Miss Lin was so frightened that she clung to Qi Hanmo's arm, a murderous glint instantly appeared in the man's eyes.

It wasn't until he saw that, after being embraced, Qi Hanmo not only didn't take advantage of the situation, but instead moved his body slightly away to avoid getting too close to Miss Lin.

His expression softened slightly.

……

A mansion somewhere in Qinglong Mountain.

Watching the patient gradually fall asleep peacefully to the soothing sound of the whistle.

Qi Hanmo put away his magical flute, turned around and left for the outer room, where a middle-aged woman of about fifty years old was waiting for him.

"Master Qi, how is Miss doing today?" the middle-aged woman asked hurriedly when she saw him come out.

Qi Hanmo smiled and said, "Today's treatment was very effective. Miss Lin's willingness to step into the sunlight shows that she is gradually emerging from the shadows in her heart."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman's face lit up with joy: "That's wonderful, thank you so much, Master Qi."

As she spoke, she took out a small pile of spirit stones and presented them to Qi Hanmo: "This is the consultation fee for this consultation. Please accept it, Master Qi."

Qi Hanmo nodded and accepted the spirit stones, but he soon realized that the amount was wrong. Usually, the consultation fee was ten spirit stones, but this time it was a full 100 spirit stones.

He asked in confusion and learned that it was because his treatment was effective that Lin's master had rewarded him.

"The one who has a grudge against my elder brother." Qi Hanmo immediately thought of who it was.

He shook his head stiffly, took only ten spirit stones, and returned the remaining 90 spirit stones to the middle-aged woman: "As a musician, it is only natural for me to charge a consultation fee for healing the sick and saving lives. There is no need for a reward!"

……

A private room on the second floor of a teahouse located on the street in the market area.

Two figures were sitting there, leisurely drinking tea and chatting. The figure sitting by the window would occasionally glance at the many wandering cultivators walking by on the street.

But when his gaze happened to sweep across the deserted street, he saw Qi Hanmo and Miss Lin there.

His gaze changed instantly; in a flash, it became sharp and piercing, like that of a hawk spotting its prey!

"What's wrong?" the other person asked, noticing the change in his gaze.

The figure turned around and smiled, "It's nothing, just saw someone I know."

If Li Ping were also in this private room at this moment, he would immediately recognize that the figure sitting by the window was his neighbor, Master Hu Feng.

The person talking to Master Hu was also an acquaintance of his, Ye, the junior brother who was dressed as a weak scholar and was one of the two people Dai Sangyu sent to "invite" him.

Seeing that Master Hu was unwilling to elaborate, Junior Brother Ye couldn't help but feel curious. However, before he could ask anything, Master Hu spoke up again.

Master Hu said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I have done what I promised you. Now, shouldn't you give me the third-tier alchemist inheritance you promised?"

Master Hu's pressing question caused Junior Brother Ye to pause for a moment. Ignoring his curiosity, he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Hu, why the rush? Since I have promised, I will naturally give you the inheritance of a third-tier alchemist. However, I need some time to deal with the matter of the inheritance."

Master Hu did not press the matter further, but simply said calmly, "That's good."

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