Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 499 The Self-Cultivation of a Salted Fish

A world where mortals cultivate immortality.

Against a clear blue sky, a spirit boat cuts through the sea of ​​clouds and speeds away.

The mortal Mo Yu lay sprawled on the boat, a piece of unknown spiritual herb dangling from his mouth, leisurely crossing his legs and basking in the sun.

Because it has not yet been able to enter the sea of ​​consciousness.

His only pastime at the moment was browsing through the chat group history to see what kind of fun the big shots had gotten up to recently.

[...beating up the Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries, and happily acquiring a 'Begging Bowl for the Mortal World'...]

[…Locked by ‘destiny,’ trapped in the late Yuan Dynasty, he is racking his brains trying to figure out how to establish a completely new social order…]

[...Possessed by demons, he undergoes his first evolution, defeating ghouls to become a Special Investigator, his strength approaching god-like levels...]

[...When Fan Yuqi kidnapped Cheng Jiao and rebelled, he assassinated Fan Yuqi, then supported Cheng Jiao and defeated the Zhao army led by Pang Nuan...]

If it were someone else, seeing how magnificent their "self" is in other worlds while their own world is so ordinary, they would feel a sense of dissatisfaction or an urgent desire to become stronger.

But in the heart of the mortal Mo Yu, there was not a ripple.

Hilarious! Being able to latch onto a powerful figure and become even stronger and more powerful—isn't that a fantastic thing?

He has an extremely clear understanding of himself. He is a salted fish, the saltiest of salted fish, and the kind that has been dried and has a salt content as high as 98%.

effort?

It's impossible to try; you can never try in this lifetime.

No matter how hard he tries in his life, he can't compare to a true genius. He doesn't know any of the arts of immortal cultivation, and he can't improve his Dao heart realm.

I can only barely make ends meet by being fed by the big shots every day, and I can just lie here happily like this.

"Senior Brother Mo, are you sure that Yellow Maple Valley is located in the Taiyue Mountains?"

A steady voice came from in front of me.

Standing at the bow of the ship, Han Li, who was concentrating on maneuvering the spirit boat through the sea of ​​clouds, turned his head to look back, a hint of uncertainty on his dark face.

"It should be there, didn't I give you the map?"

Mo Yu, a mere mortal, didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. He crossed his legs and said lazily, "If you haven't found it, then you must be going in the wrong direction."

Han Li's lips twitched slightly, but he did not show any dissatisfaction.

After all, the luxurious spirit boat under my feet, worth nearly a thousand spirit stones, was a gift from Senior Brother Mo.

Such a gesture goes far beyond simply hiring him as a driver.

If word got out, countless penniless female cultivators in the cultivation world would be willing to become the "cart" and have their spirit stones poured into their pockets by Senior Brother Mo.

Han Li glanced down at the map in his hand to confirm his location, then looked at the warm, smooth token in his pocket. His brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of hesitation and struggle flashed in his eyes.

After a long while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind. He stopped the spirit boat and handed the token engraved with a maple leaf to Mo Yu behind him.

He didn't dare turn around, afraid he would regret it: "Senior Brother Mo, there's only one [Ascension Token]. You... you should keep it for yourself."

Mo Yu, a mortal, yawned but made no attempt to reach out and take it.
"I possess a Yang-attribute unique spiritual root and am at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining at the age of sixteen. With this kind of configuration, not to mention that major sects would be scrambling to recruit me, I would basically be accepted by any sect I wanted. Whether or not I have this [Ascension Token] is not important to me."

That being said,

Han Li insisted, "But according to ancient records, the Ascension Token is a token issued by various sects to those who have made great contributions to the sect, and it only recognizes the token, not the person."

He glanced at the endless, precipitous mountain peaks below, then looked at the landmarks on the map a few times, and said earnestly:
"Senior Brother Mo, you are exceptionally talented. If you also have this [Ascension Token], you will surely receive even better treatment after joining the sect."

The mortal Mo Yu slowly sat up, but still did not accept the Ascension Token.

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be felled by the wind. Starting too high is not necessarily a good thing."

"We are rootless and adrift in Yellow Maple Valley, with no one to care for us. The so-called 'high starting point' can only bring us a few pills and spirit stones."

He smiled at Han Li and asked in return, "But do I care about these things?"

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Han Li pursed his lips and fell silent.

He actually knew all of these things.

However, along the way, he received far too many favors from Senior Brother Mo Yu...

Moreover, thanks to Mo Yu's sponsorship, he made good use of the little green bottle from the start, and his cultivation level has already reached the tenth level of Qi Refining.

With the large number of pills in his storage bag, Han Li was confident that he could make another breakthrough in the next year or so, and reach the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

When the Ascension Tournament begins, with his strength, even if he doesn't win the championship, it shouldn't be difficult for him to secure a spot in the entrance exam.

"Junior Brother Han,"

Seeing his hesitant expression, the mortal Mo Yu's eyes suddenly turned strange. "You wouldn't... be thinking of running away again, would you?"

"Cough cough,"

Han Li, whose thoughts had been exposed, scratched his head somewhat awkwardly. "Senior Brother Mo, didn't you say before that the competition within the sect is fierce, and it's best to have sufficient strength before joining?"

"Now that you, Senior Brother Mo, have reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, you do need to join the sect as soon as possible to obtain advanced cultivation methods and Foundation Establishment Pills, and begin your breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment stage."

"But I'm only at the tenth level of Qi Refining now, and I have no shortage of pills and cultivation techniques. In a year, there will be a better opportunity to start, so there's really no need to waste this precious [Ascension Token], is there?"

Mo Yu, a mortal, rolled his eyes at him speechlessly: "You said you'd cling to my coattails and I'd just lie there. You don't actually want me to take this [Ascension Token], go inside the sect first to lay a good foundation for you, and then you can sit back and reap the rewards, do you?"

"I absolutely did not mean that!" Han Li exclaimed in surprise, waving his hands hurriedly.

"That's not what I meant. Just keep it."

The mortal Mo Yu reached out and pushed the [Ascension Token] back into his hand. "With the status of a disciple of a major sect, many things will be easier to do, and cultivation will become simpler."

"not to mention,"

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone becoming serious, "The competition for immortality is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind! There's no time to waste waiting." Han Li, however, listened to these encouraging words, his expression turning somewhat strange, and he said with a wry smile:

"While those words do sound very encouraging, but... Senior Brother Mo, don't you always say you want to just lie down and relax?"

"Yup!"

With his hands on his hips, the mortal Mo Yu declared righteously, "If I lie down and you row the boat, we both have a bright future. But if no one rows the boat while I lie down, won't we both fall overboard?"

Although those words were incredibly offensive.

However, considering the cultivation resources that Mo Yu had given him—enough to drive any rogue cultivator mad—Han Li felt much better.

……

The gate to Huangfeng Valley is already in sight.

However, Han Li was extremely cautious as he maneuvered the spirit boat to a stop in a secluded valley a hundred miles away from the mountain gate.

Then... walk there.

In Han Laomo's words, one should not flaunt one's wealth.

The two of them had no foundation in Yellow Maple Valley. Once they were targeted by a high-level cultivator, they would have no chance to resist.

Therefore, one must act with caution in all things.

So Han Li ran ahead.

The mortal Mo Yu took out a rope-like magical artifact, put one end in Han Li's hand, and tied the other end around his waist.

He cast a [Wind Control Technique] on himself, and like flying a kite, he was pulled forward by Han Li.

The main message is a "if you can be lazy, you should never move an inch" mentality.

A hundred miles of mountain road would take an ordinary person at least two or three days to travel.

However, for cultivators, even those at the Qi Refining stage, it only takes a quarter of an hour with the help of basic spells.

"Stop whoever comes!"

Two young figures dressed in blue silk robes and with long swords at their waists emerged from the woods beside the mountain path and blocked Han Li's way.

Han Li subconsciously activated the [Heavenly Eye Technique] and scanned the two of them.

One had a cultivation level similar to his own, but his spiritual power was much weaker; the other was stronger, probably at the eleventh level of Qi Refining.

The two people on the other side felt somewhat displeased when they sensed Han Li's probing gaze.

However, upon discovering that Han Li had also reached the tenth level of Qi Refining and appeared to be extremely young, he couldn't very well react on the spot.

One of them stepped forward with a sword in hand and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Do you know that this place is the territory of my Yellow Maple Valley?"

"Greetings, two immortal masters..."

Han Li thought to himself, "How reckless!" He quickly bowed and was about to apologize and explain his purpose.

But at that moment, the expressions of the two patrolling disciples suddenly changed drastically!
Before they could even pay attention to Han Li, they had already formed hand seals and looked warily behind him!
The mortal Mo Yu, who was being pulled by Han Li with a rope, arrived leisurely, yawning.

"The thirteenth level of Qi Refining?!"

"Such intensely powerful spiritual energy!"

Even on their own territory, the two patrolling disciples were instantly on high alert!
"Ha~"

Mo Yu, a mortal, stretched and put the rope magic artifact into his storage bag, then lazily stood next to Han Li.

The two deacon disciples, who had initially been quite arrogant, instantly became reserved.

There was no way around it; the spiritual energy emanating from the other party was simply too strong!
Its purity and depth are almost comparable to some of the Foundation Establishment stage senior uncles in the sect!

In the world of cultivation, strength reigns supreme!

Han Li chuckled awkwardly, tugged at Mo Yu's sleeve, and pulled him to bow to the two of them together:
"My name is Han Li, and I wish to become a disciple of Huangfeng Valley."

As he spoke, he displayed the [Ascension Token] as well.

"Order of Ascension to Immortality?"

The two disciples looked at the token with some hesitation in their eyes.

Although, this token does look quite legitimate.

The problem is that the last time someone came to Huangfeng Valley to pay homage with an Ascension Token was three or four hundred years ago.

These junior Qi Refining disciples had never actually seen such a thing before, and for the time being, they couldn't confirm its authenticity.

In particular, there was a "strong expert" at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining standing next to him.

"Please wait here for a moment. I will go and inform my master in the sect."

The disciple holding a long sword returned the greeting to the two with a friendly demeanor.

He then used his magical artifact to speed towards the mountain gate.

"Thank you very much."

Han Li bowed his head and clasped his hands in greeting until the other person's figure completely disappeared from sight.

However, when he looked up, he found that the disciple who had been left behind had not paid any attention to him at all.

He just stared at his senior brother Mo Yu beside him with eyes full of awe, not even daring to look directly at him.

This scene was witnessed by Han Li.

In contrast, the condescending attitude that these two people had shown when they faced him before, though not obvious, was still palpable.

At this moment, Han Li clearly felt...

In the world of cultivation, strength is of utmost importance!
(End of this chapter)