Heaven Slaying Blade

Xu Zhongliang sighed, "These... are people who have been manipulating power all their lives, in the future, stay away from them."

"Grandpa Xu, I understand." Chu Mo said sincerely. He knew that the old man truly had his best interests at heart, otherwise he wouldn't have shared such words with him.

"However, you handled the matter with Prince Xia Jing very well. Xia Jie committed numerous evils, now he has finally received his due punishment. You've rebuffed any further revenge from Xia Jing, not only preventing further conflict but also easing existing resentments. Your tactics are quite clever!" Xu Zhongliang looked at Chu Mo with a satisfied expression.

He continued, "Although the Emperor is angered at the birth of Prince, they are, after all, brothers. If you can cure Prince Xia Jing's illness, not only will the Emperor be pleased, but you will also have done a great service for the whole of Yanhuang City."

"Yeah, at least he won't be able to harm others anymore." Xu Fufu added from the side.

Xu Zhongliang nodded, looking at Chu Mo, "There is one last thing, you might have to join the military after the New Year. However, a final decision has not been made on this matter. After Marshal Fang Mingtong found out about your deeds on the prairie, he is so excited that he insists on recruiting you to the army. He almost went head-to-head with me over this."

Xu Zhongliang chuckled with a look of resignation, "A scholar meets a soldier…".

"Accompanying Grandpa, right?" Chu Mo asked with a smile, having spent most of his childhood in the military, he was not averse to military life.

"Not necessarily, because of your current status, you would have a relatively high starting point if you joined the military." Xu Zhongliang looked at Chu Mo, "If you were to rejoin your grandfather, I'm afraid it would provoke criticism. After all, people don't know that you have a medal of heroism."

Chu Mo nodded and said, "Alright, we can discuss it after the New Year."

From the side, Xu Fufu said, "Grandpa, I also want to join the military."

"You can't!" Chu Mo and Xu Zhongliang exclaimed simultaneously.

With a twitching mouth and a look of grievance, Xu Fufu asked, "Why not!"

Chu Mo and Xu Zhongliang exchanged a glance.

"You go first."

"No, you first."

And then they both shared a smile.

Xu Fufu rolled his eyes and said, "Is your coordination really necessary?"

Chu Mo said, "To prove oneself, there is no need to walk in someone else's footsteps."

Xu Zhongliang looked at Chu Mo approvingly, and then said to Xu Fufu, "Having a good friend like this, even when I'm gone, I can rest assured."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Xu Fufu choked, his eyes slightly red.

"Hee hee, simple truth. Everyone has to die someday; it's an inevitability of life." Xu Zhongliang laughed nonchalantly and then said, "The military is indeed not suitable for you."

Xu Fufu scratched his head, "Actually, I know the military isn't for me. But I want to do something, I don't want to just be known as 'the Tenth Young Master'... No matter how much respect they show, deep down I know they are respecting my grandpa, my father, the Xu Family!"

A look of disappointment appeared on Xu Fufu's face, "Except for me."

"There are many ways to earn people's respect." Xu Zhongliang looked at his grandson with a satisfied smile. "People who are fair, upright and righteous can earn respect; Soldiers who protect their country and never back down can earn respect; People who are dedicated and diligent can earn respect; Philanthropists who do good deeds for the local community can also earn respect!"

Xu Fufu sat there, thoughtfully, muttering, "It seems... I understand. If what Chu Mo did on the prairie were publicized, he would definitely earn the respect of all the people of Great Xia! Because he made a tremendous contribution to the country and the people!"

Xu Zhongliang nodded, "Yes, if this were made public, from the royal court to the countryside, everyone would respect Chu Mo. Because he is the hero of our Great Xia!"

Chu Mo laughed bashfully, "That's exaggerating a bit..."

"Not at all!" Xu Zhongliang said with determination. "Perhaps you are not fully aware yet how your actions on the prairie have influenced all of Great Xia... and even the entire Azure Dragon Continent!"

Apart from Chu Mo, Xu Fufu had never seen his grandfather praise anyone like this. He felt no jealousy, only happiness for his friend. He silently vowed: Chu Mo is right, there is no need to follow someone else's path to prove oneself! Starting today, I will work hard. One day, when people hear the name Xu Fufu, the first thing that comes to their mind won't be the powerful Xu Family behind him, or the beautiful women by his side. Instead, they will think of me... Xu Fufu!

Afterwards, Chu Mo said goodbye to the Xu family and returned to Fan Residence.

The One-Armed Uncle was still not at home, likely busy gathering the old soldiers. Chu Mo thought: It seems the One-Armed Uncle finally found the confidence he had lost for years.

Much to his surprise, the Demon Lord was present.

"Master... You didn't go out?" Chu Mo asked as he bowed to the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo and said, "Just got back."

Chu Mo was pondering about how to explain the elixir issue to his mentor since he already had one-third of the components that Prince Xia Jing had been collecting. As for him, he had already refined three elixirs!

Instead, a mountain-like pile of medicinal herbs was only refined into three elixirs.

The space in the jade expanded again. On the tiny, ash-colored tree, many fresh green buds grew. A large amount of medicinal herbs was absorbed and refined into elixir. Also, it provided lots of energy to the space inside the jade.

Chu Mo felt this most directly.

The Demon Lord asked casually, "I heard that you instructed the Prince to gather a large amount of medicinal herbs everywhere?"

"Yes, there is such a thing." Chu Mo nodded, looking somewhat nervously at the Demon Lord.

"In the Prairie, you gained an opportunity... which is related to potion creation, isn't it?" The Demon Lord looked at Chu Mo, a bit of emotion flashed in his cold eyes, but it was fleeting.

Chu Mo was worrying about how to talk about this matter with his mentor, so he vigorously nodded and said somewhat hesitantly, "I didn't mean to deliberately hide it from you, mentor. But... I don't know how to explain it."

"You don't need to explain. That's your opportunity! Don't you think your mentor will covet it? Or, do I look like some fool who doesn't know the rules and prys into everything?" The Demon Lord glared at Chu Mo. "In the Immortal Realm, almost no one would share their opportunities if they get them! Even between fathers and sons, they seldom inquire. Because some opportunities ... can't be told!"

"That's hard to explain..." Chu Mo's mouth twitched as he agreeably responded. At the same time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. His mentor might appear tough, but he was actually very understanding!

"It's not just hard to explain, many opportunities can't be expressed in words at all!" The Demon Lord sighed and glanced at Chu Mo. "I made a huge mistake because of this. Destiny... it's the biggest stroke of luck that helped me succeed. At the same time, it's what brought me down!"

"Your mentor's inheritance actually came from a stroke of luck?" Chu Mo was very curious as it was the first time hearing his mentor talk about the past. "Why do you say it destroyed you?"

The Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo, "Originally, I couldn't reveal this to anyone. But you are already my student and have started to learn about destiny, so naturally telling you is not a problem."

Chu Mo did not expect that the thing he had been worried about for so long would be so simple in the eyes of the Demon Lord. His mind was racing: My experience is still too limited. One day, I must be as profound and powerful as my mentor!

Since he'd found the most reasonable explanation for the matter of potion making, Chu Mo could bring out those three elixirs without worry.

Looking at the three elixirs in his hand, Demon Lord couldn't hide his surprise. "You can refine the millions of kilos of herbs ... into three elixirs? Your opportunity ... is really big!"

As for the Demon Lord knowing about these things, Chu Mo is not too surprised. Prince Xia Jing bought large amounts of herbs and it wasn't a secret in the entire Yanhuang City. If the Demon Lord wanted to know about it, it would not be difficult.

"Yes, only three. I estimate that all the herbs together can still produce about a dozen more..." Chu Mo said.

The Demon Lord took the three elixirs, put them in his hand, and a complex light flashed in his cool eyes. He said, "I didn't expect that, out of desperation to maintain this line of succession, I started to take disciples... and in the end, it was the move that saved myself."

"This is what a student should do." Chu Mo said.

The Demon Lord looked at Chu Mo, then said very seriously, "Remember, your potion-making ability must never be shown in front of others! You can not only create elixirs, but also know what poison I've contracted and how to cure it…if you realize that this ability can, even in the Immortal Realm, cause many higher-ups to be envious! Once word gets out, it will definitely bring a murdering calamity upon you!"

"Well, this technique is in my hands. They dare to force me to produce potions?" Chu Mo was a little unconvinced. "At worst it'll be parting on bad terms, if I die, they can't feel good."

"You don't understand!" The Demon Lord glared at Chu Mo. "The methods of the powerful, are beyond your imagination! You think you've got backbone? You're not going to be tortured by others? You think they can only beg you? Naive!"

The Demon Lord looked at Chu Mo seriously, "Do you know, true power does not need to torture you! Just a soul search... and they know everything! More viciously... they can turn you directly into a thoughtless puppet…then, you don't even have your own soul. How are you going to part on bad terms?"

Chu Mo shuddered, "Is it really that terrible?"

The Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo, "There is more terrible than this! In the future, you will slowly come into contact with it. But from now on, you must learn how to protect yourself! Later ... I will teach you a few disguising techniques. Next time, if you use this skill to do something, at least... do it under another identity."

Chu Mo sat there, pondered for a while, then also showed a look of fear on his face, muttering, "You are right, there are countless ways to make people surrender, and I was too simple before. But now some people in Yanhuang City... should already know that I can make elixirs, including Xia Jing, he already knows."

The Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo and said, "Don't you still have a mentor?"

Chu Mo slapped his forehead and said, "I'm so stupid... I forgot about it."

His own mentor is the powerful Demon Lord! He was afraid that others would make trouble? It was a miracle that he didn't trouble others!

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