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

Chapter 519 The Legendary Senior Brother Mo Yu
After shamelessly acting cute, she successfully obtained Master Hongfu's permission.

The last weight on the heart of the mortal Mo Yu has finally been lifted.

Although the process was somewhat shameless and brazen, it must be admitted that this tactic was indeed effective in dealing with a master who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

For a lazy bum like him, integrity is something that doesn't exist in the first place, so there's nothing for him to lose.

Three more days passed.

A talisman from inside the gate informed him to gather in the square in front of the council hall and prepare to depart for the Crimson Forbidden Land.

As the mortal Mo Yu piloted his spirit boat, flying over the council hall and slowly descending,

Below, in the plaza, most of the Yellow Maple Valley disciples who had chosen to participate in this trial had gathered, and they were all stunned by the intense and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.

Thinking it was another Foundation Establishment stage senior uncle arriving, they quickly lowered their heads and respectfully bowed.

But when everyone saw that the person who stepped off the spirit boat was just a young-looking boy, their faces showed surprise.

Mo Yu, a mortal, casually put away his spirit boat, his gaze calmly sweeping over his fellow disciples who were bowing to him. A gentle and harmless smile appeared on his face as he returned the greeting with narrowed eyes.

Standing on the high platform at the very front, the sect leader Zhong Lingdao, who was stroking his beard, smiled and nodded when he saw him coming, and took the initiative to wave him up to the platform.

After a moment's thought, the mortal Mo Yu did not linger and walked towards the high platform.

The disciples who had gathered there dispersed to both sides, making way for him.

Mo Yu, a mortal, walked at a leisurely pace, his gaze seemingly casual as he swept across the crowd.

Soon, he saw a familiar figure—Han Li.

At this moment, he was still discreetly blending into the crowd, completely inconspicuous.

The spiritual energy emanating from his body had already reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

However, with Mo Yu's current eyesight, he could naturally see at a glance that this was just a disguise.

His true cultivation level has reached the thirteenth level of Qi Refining!
Han Li, standing in the crowd, subtly shook his head at him, signaling him not to pay too much attention to him.

After learning that Mo Yu would also participate in this blood-red trial, the two had already communicated beforehand.

Mo Yu's current status is truly outstanding among the younger generation of Huangfeng Valley.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, the two should not publicly acknowledge each other before entering the forbidden area, so as not to leak information and attract the attention of those with ulterior motives.

Although, Mo Yu, a mortal, felt that with his current strength, he didn't need to do anything fancy.

But Han Li insisted on doing so, and he couldn't argue with him.

Mo Yu, a mortal, withdrew his gaze and continued forward.

Then came a young girl with light eyebrows and a slender figure. Her face was cold and beautiful, and she exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.

He had met her once before.

Chen Qiaoqian.

In the original novel, the poor girl was almost raped by "Senior Brother Lu" but was later saved by Old Demon Han. After taking advantage of her, he gave her three "Forget-Me-Not Pills".

The mortal Mo Yu glanced at her again with great interest.

It wasn't that I was interested in her personally; I was just looking for fun.

Senior Brother Lu, who possesses the wind spirit root, did not appear in this trial team.

Furthermore, given Chen Qiaoqian's drastically changed personality and aloof demeanor, it's clear that the plot from the original novel has indeed unfolded.

Han Li never mentioned this to him.

Although there was a slight sense of disappointment, upon reflection, given Han Li's inherently cautious nature, this was the most normal thing to do.

The fewer people who know about killing a fellow disciple, the better.

Even if I told him, there was nothing he could do to help, and he might even let something slip.

Moreover, even the best of friends don't need to tell each other every little detail.

That's not a friend, that's a puppet.

Chen Qiaoqian felt Mo Yu's gaze, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes.

After what happened with Senior Brother Lu, she now feels genuine disgust and wariness towards male disciples in the sect who are hailed as "geniuses."

But beside her, a middle-aged man who bore a resemblance to her quietly tugged at her sleeve.

Chen Qiaoqian turned her head and looked at her older brother with a puzzled expression.

Chen Qiaotian shook his head slightly at her, clearly having guessed Mo Yu's identity, indicating that she should not provoke him.

Ignoring the look of disgust Chen Qiaoqian showed him, the mortal Mo Yu slowly climbed the steps and arrived in front of Zhong Lingdao.

"Disciple Mo Yu greets Sect Leader Uncle."

"Hehe, Nephew Mo Yu, no need for such formalities."

Zhong Lingdao's face was full of a kind and friendly smile. He took a step forward and reached out to support her, asking, "How have you been lately, Aunt Hongfu?"

"Master is well, thank you for your concern, Uncle-Master."

After exchanging a few meaningless pleasantries...

Zhong Lingdao calmly slipped a storage bag into his hand and whispered, "Inside are the high-grade magic weapons that the sect has taken out to distribute to all the disciples participating in the trial. Nephew, why don't you pick one that suits you first, and then distribute them to the other disciples?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Sect Leader Uncle." The mortal Mo Yu looked at the storage bag in his palm, a playful smile in his eyes.

Although with his current wealth, he no longer cares about these mere "high-grade magic artifacts," he still has to marvel at the immense power brought about by his "aptitude" and "background."

Having a Yang spiritual root, he was immediately accepted as a personal disciple by the Core Formation Elder upon entering the sect. Even the sect leader treated him with utmost respect and a smile, always making sure he received the best opportunities first.

In contrast, Han Li, with his pseudo-spiritual root, even though he joined the sect with the Ascension Token, could only stand silently below the stage, blending into the crowd, completely inconspicuous.

In this world of mortal cultivation, the difference between those with good aptitude and those with poor aptitude is so great that it's as if they are two completely different worlds!

……

The disciples below the stage were already buzzing with discussion upon seeing their sect leader Zhong Lingdao's kind attitude towards Mo Yu.

"Such intense and powerful spiritual energy! I feel it's far stronger than the other senior brothers at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining here!" someone exclaimed in a low voice.

"Who is this senior brother? I've never seen him in the sect before?" someone asked, looking puzzled.

"You don't even know this?"

Those with extensive knowledge began to show off, "Three years ago, as soon as I entered the sect, I was directly taken in by Grandmaster Hong Fu. Moreover, during a mission down the mountain, I personally found the demonic cultivators who were infiltrating the Spirit Beast Mountain, and fought two against one, personally killing one demonic cultivator at the eleventh level of Qi Refining and the other at the ninth level of Qi Refining! You should have heard of his name."

"It turns out it's him..."

Soon, news of Mo Yu's identity and his glorious deeds spread rapidly among the crowd.

One by one, people cast their gazes at him with envy, jealousy, or admiration.

Even Chen Qiaoqian, who had just looked disgusted, couldn't help but glance a few more times at the young man on the stage who was chatting and laughing with the sect leader.

Mo Yu's name had already spread within the sect three years ago.

He is widely recognized as the strongest among the younger generation of disciples in Huangfeng Valley!
Countless disciples have thought of befriending him, or rather... currying favor with him.

However, the mortal Mo Yu is just too much of a homebody.

For the past three years, I have basically been secluded on Hanmei Peak, rarely going out.

As for places like Hanmei Peak, apart from his senior sisters and Dong Xuan'er, very few ordinary disciples are qualified to enter.

Therefore, although Mo Yu's reputation has long been known, there are very few people who have actually met him or know him.

Now that they could see him in person, the many young and ambitious disciples were naturally filled with curiosity about this rising star, "Senior Brother Mo Yu".

Han Li mingled among the crowd, gazing up at the radiant figure atop the high platform, his heart filled with countless emotions:

'As expected of Senior Brother Mo Yu, he's the center of attention wherever he goes. Compared to someone as ordinary as me, he's truly...completely different.'

Although he adheres to the principle of expediency, young people, who doesn't dream of standing in the center of the stage, receiving the attention of everyone, and having the world revolve around them?

However, they are limited by their qualifications.

Reason told him that if he dared to do that, he would face utter destruction!
Therefore, Han Licai had to suppress this part of his desire, be cautious, and hide himself deep inside.

……

On the high platform.

When Sect Leader Zhong Lingdao saw that almost everyone had arrived, he walked to the center of the high platform, reached out and pressed down, and the originally noisy square in front of the hall instantly became quiet.

After saying a few words, he saw that the disciples below were starting to doze off and even began to communicate privately using their divine sense.

Zhong Lingdao pouted in dissatisfaction and lost the will to continue nagging.

I know that talking too much nonsense is useless; we need to get down to some real substance.

He turned his head and said, "Nephew Mo Yu, please distribute these mid-grade spirit stones and high-grade magic artifacts to everyone."

Looking at the colorful mid-grade spirit stones on the tray, the mortal Mo Yu knew that this was a deliberate gesture of goodwill from the sect leader, Zhong Lingdao.

He is giving himself an opportunity to use the sect's resources to win people's hearts, according to his own preferences.

Although those disciples who received inferior magical artifacts would certainly curse him behind his back, those who received superior artifacts would inevitably owe him a favor.

However, he had no interest in befriending these mere Qi Refining stage disciples.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master Uncle."

He smiled and pushed the tray back, "However, this disciple is dull-witted and not good at these matters of assignment, so let my master uncle make the decision."

Zhong Lingdao didn't take it to heart, nodded, and didn't insist. He waved to the two disciples who had been waiting for a long time to go forward and distribute the supplies.

After the ritual implements were drawn, some more people came out of the hall.

Mo Yu, a mortal, glanced around and saw that most of them were Foundation Establishment managers.

The square-faced old man in the center must be Li Huayuan, another Core Formation cultivator from Huangfeng Valley.

Li Huayuan felt his gaze, turned his head to look at him, nodded kindly, and felt a little regretful.

'Tsk, such a promising young talent, brimming with yang energy, would be perfect to be my successor. Why did I let Senior Sister Hong Fu take her place!'

This frustration made him turn his head and look at the disciples below the stage, his gaze becoming even sharper.

The disciples were so frightened that they all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

Zhong Lingdao was about to give an introduction.

Li Huayuan waved his hand impatiently, said curtly "Let's go," and then led the way outside.

I'm unhappy, very unhappy!
(End of this chapter)