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

Chapter 503 Dong Xuan'er's Visit

You don’t know the years of practice.

When the compass artifact in the meditation room emitted a soft hum, Mo Yu, the mortal who was immersed in cultivation, slowly opened his eyes.

He glanced at the flashing lights on the compass.

"The spiritual energy fluctuations aren't very strong, around the ninth level of Qi Refining... Dong Xuan'er?"

Based on the information gleaned from the compass, he quickly guessed the identity of the visitor.

With a thought, the mortal Mo Yu stepped out of the spatial magic treasure and returned to his bedroom.

He casually replaced the miniature house with an identical ordinary model, while the real spatial magic weapon was conveniently put into his pocket.

In this way, even if someone sneaks into his room to investigate after he leaves, they won't find anything.

After doing all this, the mortal Mo Yu waved his hand again, putting the puppet dummy pretending to cultivate on the bed into his storage bag. He then sat down leisurely, resuming his cross-legged posture, as if he had never moved.

"Boom! Boom!"

Not long after, a knock came from the gate of the mansion outside the restricted area.

Immediately afterwards, a soft yet deep and magnetic voice pierced through the stone door and rang in his ears:

"Senior Brother Moyu~ Your cute and beautiful junior sister has come to see you."

As soon as Dong Xuan'er's alluring voice, which stirred men's fantasies, rang out, the door in front of her opened automatically.

She was quite at ease, her captivating peach blossom eyes curiously scanning the surroundings.

"Senior Brother Moyu, your residence is really nice. It's spacious and elegant, much better than the cave dwellings of the senior sisters."

Dong Xuan'er's big, watery eyes were full of smiles, and she looked like a young man who had just finished his practice and was still sitting cross-legged on the bed.

She is completely different from when we first met.

She wore a simple, elegant moon-white dress, replacing the fiery red dress she wore that day, which toned down her allure by seven or eight parts.

Her hair was styled in a gentle and elegant way, similar to that of her second senior sister, Hua Shuangling, and she deliberately created a quiet and refined temperament like a lady from a prominent family.

If Mo Yu hadn't seen what she looked like before, at first glance, she might have been fooled by her carefully disguised "pure and innocent" image.

"Junior sister is too kind."

Mo Yu, a mortal, slowly opened his eyes, his expression calm. "My residence is nothing but mortal earth and wood. How can it compare to the immortal cave dwellings of my senior sisters? If you like it, I can build one for you another day."

"Then it's a deal! Xuan'er thanks Senior Brother Moyu in advance!"

Dong Xuan'er feigned surprise and bowed gracefully to Mo Yu.

As she bent over, a glimpse of delicate, snow-white skin was revealed at the neckline of her moon-white dress. A faint, sweet fragrance drifted towards Mo Yu's nose with her movement.

It must be said that Dong Xuan'er was born with a seductive body. Although she was only sixteen years old, her figure was already more voluptuous and full than that of her second senior sister, Hua Shuangling.

The loose, moon-white long dress, though worn by her, was still accentuated by her stunning curves, creating an alluring arc. The contrast between her innocent and sensual appearance added a touch of seductive allure that made one's blood boil.

"It was nothing, no need to worry about it."

Mo Yu's gaze swept lightly over the snow-white figure without the slightest ripple, as if he had seen it, yet also as if he hadn't, showing no reaction whatsoever.

This made Dong Xuan'er, who had been secretly observing his expression, feel a strong sense of frustration.

In the past, those male disciples who were like bees and butterflies would have fallen head over heels for her, even if she had just beckoned with her finger, let alone taken such initiative. They would have fawned over her and done whatever she asked.

But this ordinary-looking guy in front of me, even though I've offered him this "perk," he didn't even blink? Is he even a man?!
However, little did she know.

The mortal Mo Yu has already had intimate relations with Xu Wan, Xu Yan, and Xu Mei, and has also had in-depth "discussions" with He Yuegu, a Foundation Establishment female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect.

In terms of figure and appearance, Dong Xuan'er, who had not yet fully grown up, was not as good as the charming Xu sisters; and in terms of seductive skills, she was far inferior to He Yuegu.

With her little tricks—relying on her natural beauty and her connection with Hong Fu—it would be easy for her to seduce some naive and inexperienced sect disciples. But to think she could lure this old fox like him? That would be a gross underestimation of her.

Dong Xuan'er's eyes flickered, and she stared at Mo Yu for a long time. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, her carefully disguised gentleness finally broke down.

"Hey! You haven't left the house for ten days since you joined the sect. Don't you know to go and pay your respects to your aunt?"

"We cultivators pursue the Great Dao and immortality. It is common for a single seclusion to last for several years or even decades."

Mo Yu, a mortal, remained unmoved and calmly retorted, "I have never heard of a sect having a rule that disciples must pay their respects to their master every day?"

"you!"

When Dong Xuan'er saw that he actually dared to contradict her, she became even angrier, and her snow-white chest heaved.

But when she thought of her aunt Hong Fu's stern admonitions a few days ago, she forcefully suppressed her anger and did not lash out.

He simply took a storage bag from his waist and tossed it over:
“You’re a newcomer, and your aunt originally planned to hand these things over to you personally after you were settled. But who would have thought that you wouldn’t visit her for ten days straight!”

Mo Yu, a mortal, casually took the storage bag and scanned it with his divine sense.

Ten pure fire-attribute mid-grade spirit stones, three high-quality magic artifacts, more than ten talismans of varying power, and several bamboo scrolls... It has to be said that this beginner's gift pack is quite generous.

One mid-grade spirit stone is equivalent to one hundred low-grade spirit stones.

An ordinary disciple of Huangfeng Valley, after a month of hard work, would only earn two or three low-grade spirit stones.

These ten mid-grade spirit stones alone are equivalent to the entire income of an ordinary disciple who has not eaten or drunk anything for twenty years of hard work, not to mention other valuable magical artifacts and talismans.

There are also vast differences between disciples of different sects.

Of course, given his current wealth, this amount is really nothing.

"This was indeed a matter of my oversight. I will personally apologize to my master later." The mortal Mo Yu put the storage bag into his sleeve.

Dong Xuan'er pouted and said, "No need. My aunt has already gone into seclusion, so she specifically instructed me to give these things to you."

"Oh, then thank you very much, Junior Sister," said the mortal Mo Yu without any emotion.

"I didn't hear a single bit of sincerity in your words!"

Dong Xuan'er glared at him with dissatisfaction, but was completely ignored by Mo Yu's calm gaze, making her feel like she had punched a cotton ball, leaving her feeling indescribably frustrated.

She took a deep breath and finally revealed the real reason she had come today:
"Before my aunt went into seclusion, she asked you to accompany me on a mission."

These words finally stirred a ripple in the eyes of the mortal Mo Yu.

He asked with a hint of surprise, "I remember, Junior Sister, you haven't officially joined the sect yet, have you? If you're not a formal disciple, why would the sect assign you a task directly?"

"I……"

Dong Xuan'er was speechless.

What her aunt Hongfu actually told her was to "accompany" Moyu on his mission so that they could get to know each other better and develop a relationship.

But as a young woman who has always been arrogant, how could she possibly take the initiative to say that she was the one "accompanying" Mo Yu?
So, before she could finish speaking, she took it upon herself to change the subject to having Mo Yu "accompany" her.

Unexpectedly, this infuriating guy would be so particular about such details!

Mo Yu, a mortal, glanced at her indifferently. Seeing her pretty face slightly flushed and looking guilty, he didn't continue to make things difficult for her. Instead, he asked:
"What's the mission?"

"My Huangfeng Valley is located in an area under the jurisdiction of Lanzhou. Recently, we have had some conflicts with the people of Ling Shou Mountain, and we need to send someone to mediate." Dong Xuan'er breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was no longer asking questions, and quickly told the truth.

Mo Yu, a mortal, narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Even a small-scale conflict between two factions should be mediated by a Foundation Establishment stage senior master within the sect, right? How could it be handed over to a mere Qi Refining stage junior like me who has just entered the sect?"

"how could I know."

Dong Xuan'er shrugged her shoulders with a hint of annoyance, saying nonchalantly, "It's probably just some trivial dispute that the important figures in the sect didn't take to heart. If you don't believe me, you can go ask your aunt yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu's mind was already racing with a thousand thoughts.

He was already feeling restless and wanted to get out and about, so going out for a trip might not be a bad thing.

The cultivation of those who seek the Dharma differs from that of those who cultivate immortality. Sometimes, a thrilling battle is more effective than months of quiet meditation.

However, he expected that Hong Fu would not arrange any dangerous combat missions.

After all, their cultivation levels were really nothing special. If they were to perish during the mission, that would be quite a mess.

Moreover, although the Hundred Machines Hall has many missions, most of them are miscellaneous tasks, and there are very few serious combat missions.

However, the mediation task still exceeded his expectations.

Moreover, Lanzhou... happens to be where the Mo family is located.

Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat. 'Could it be that the appearance of this mission is related to the changes I brought about?'

Lost in thought, he had already stood up from the bed and was about to walk out.

Dong Xuan'er was shocked to see this. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and said in a mixture of surprise and anger:

"You really want to go and ask?"

The girl's warm touch came through her sleeve, accompanied by an even stronger fragrance.

The mortal Mo Yu seemed completely oblivious; he simply stopped and turned his head.
“I didn’t mean to question my junior sister. It’s just that now that the task has been assigned, as a disciple, I should naturally complete it as soon as possible and finish the task. If I delay the important affairs of the sect, I’m afraid I will be punished.”

Dong Xuan'er then realized that she had misunderstood him, and her pretty face instantly turned bright red.

"On another note,"

Mo Yu, a mortal, suddenly lowered his voice and slowly said:
"Junior sister, why are you reacting so strongly? Could it be... that there's something you're hiding from me about this mission?"

"How can I not!"

Dong Xuan'er bristled again, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "My aunt... she just went into seclusion. I just didn't want you to disturb her peace and quiet over such a trivial matter!"

(End of this chapter)