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

Chapter 520 Congratulations, Brother Li, on the arrival of your wonderful disciple? Ah, no?!

The silver-armored horned python, over twenty feet long, traversed the vast sea of ​​clouds. With each breath, it caused the surrounding clouds to churn, giving it a truly awe-inspiring presence reminiscent of the legendary dragon species.

However, Li Huayuan, as its owner, was able to notice it.

The usually composed silver-armored horned python beneath him seemed somewhat restless today, its massive head constantly glancing back erratically.

Li Huayuan followed the silver-armored horned python's gaze and looked behind him.

Then they saw a calm-looking young man sitting cross-legged at the very front of the group of more than twenty Huangfeng Valley disciples.

The mortal Mo Yu was in a panic.

He tucked his hands into his sleeves, gripping the Devouring Sun Pearl tightly in one hand, desperately trying to absorb all the Yang energy that was constantly being generated within his body.

It is fortunate that this Devouring Sun Pearl was transformed from the essence of the Taotie, an ancient beast with a status equivalent to the Nascent Soul level, and is extremely wondrous.

Furthermore, since he was not actively activating his cultivation technique at the moment, the speed at which the Yang Sha Qi was generated in his body was not fast. Almost as soon as a wisp of it was generated, it was instantly swallowed up by the Yang Devouring Pearl.

The silver-armored horned python, sensing something attracting it, was naturally quite agitated by this elusive and indistinct presence.

Mo Yu, a mortal, never expected that before his Yang spiritual root could attract demonic cultivators and ghost cultivators, he would be taught a lesson by the spirit beasts of his own sect!
The Yang energy generated by the Yang spiritual root within his body has an irresistible allure for demonic beasts, akin to their instinctive desire for evolution!

"Nephew Mo Yu, you have quite the composure."

Just as he was inwardly lamenting his misfortune.

Li Huayuan stroked his long beard and leaned closer: "My Silver-Armored Horned Python is usually arrogant, and this is the first time it has shown such interest in someone else."

Mo Yu, a mortal, felt a chill run down his spine, but maintained a calm smile on his face: "Perhaps it is because the yang energy in my body is quite abundant, somewhat similar to your 'Three Yang Body', which is why your spirit pet is a little surprised."

Upon hearing this, Li Huayuan first looked at his pure yang energy with approval and nodded. But then, an indescribable sense of annoyance and frustration welled up in his heart.

He couldn't help but maliciously speculate in his mind: 'Such a promising talent, how could someone else have snatched her up first? Senior Sister Hong Fu... could she be bewitched by her inner demons, experiencing a resurgence of youth, wanting to take advantage of a younger woman?'

Just as he was lost in thought, a flash of silver light appeared not far behind him.

Before long, another group of people followed, stepping on a flawless white rainbow bridge.

The leader was a middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a Taoist robe, with an air of otherworldly wisdom.

"I didn't expect that it would be Benefactor Li leading the Huangfeng Valley team again this time. This humble Taoist, Fuyunzi, greets you!"

Fu Yunzi, the leader of the Qingxu Sect, with a beaming smile, strode across the void and stood before Li Huayuan.

Only then did he notice that there was a distinguished young man standing next to Li Huayuan.

He looked Mo Yu up and down for a moment, then turned to Mo Yu with some admiration and asked, "Is this the new disciple of Benefactor Li? Excellent physique, abundant yang energy, truly a promising talent. But, you're actually willing to throw such a precious gem into the Blood Trial?"

Upon hearing this, Li Huayuan put his hands behind his back, his face immediately turning even more unpleasant. He said irritably, "Not a disciple, but a junior disciple. This is my senior sister Hong Fu's personal disciple."

Fu Yunzi's expression instantly turned somewhat strange.

He naturally knew of Hong Fu's name; she was the number one female cultivator in Huangfeng Valley, with a cold and aloof personality and ruthless methods.

Such a disciple, brimming with yang energy and possessing exceptional potential, was not given to Li Huayuan, who cultivated the "Three Yang Body" of pure yang techniques, but instead to a female cultivator...

Could it be that Li Huayuan offended someone somewhere and was retaliated against in this way?

Fu Yunzi was about to say something more and tease him a bit.

Then an old man with a stubble beard, his face covered in grease, but his blue shirt was very clean, gradually appeared between the two men.

As soon as he appeared, he looked at Mo Yu in surprise and said the first thing he said was, "Hey, kid Li, you're in luck. When did you find such a promising talent?"

Li Huayuan's face was ashen, and he felt the excruciating pain once again.

Seeing this, Fu Yunzi quickly said with "kindness," "Senior Qiong has misunderstood. This nephew is a highly accomplished disciple of Fairy Hong Fu, not a disciple of Benefactor Li."

"what?"

Old Monster Qiong was also startled upon hearing this.

Then, as if he had thought of something happy, he looked at Li Huayuan's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, and could no longer help but burst into laughter.

This undisguised laughter drew surprise from the disciples behind him who were watching the conversation of the Core Formation Ancestors.

But more than anything, they felt envy and even jealousy towards the young man who, despite being only at the same Qi Refining stage as them, could stand on equal footing with many Core Formation elders. They wished they could take his place.

However, Mo Yu, the mortal who was envied by everyone and sandwiched among the three Core Formation experts, was not as smug as everyone imagined.

On the contrary, for him at this moment, every second felt like an eternity!

To prevent his internal Yang energy from automatically locking onto enemies, he tightly locked his six senses, confining his divine consciousness to a range of three inches in front of him.

He was afraid that if he were to accidentally detect even a trace of demonic or ghostly energy, it would cause the honey badger-like yang energy within him to react on the spot and automatically enter a battle state.

The three Core Formation cultivators were all avid gamblers. They quickly set up a bet based on the final gains of the disciples from each sect during the Blood Trial.

During this time, there was naturally a lot of teasing about Li Huayuan, who had completely missed out on Mo Yu, the chosen one.

Just as the three were about to leave.

In the distance, on the horizon, a huge flying boat made entirely of jade slowly approached.

The ship was filled with dozens of white-robed monks, half men and half women.

Leading the group was a charming young woman dressed in palace attire, with her hair piled high in the clouds. Every gesture she made exuded charm, and every smile and frown was captivating.

Once the jade boat had come to a stop, the woman removed the protective light shield, her almond-shaped lips parted slightly, and her voice was soft and alluring:

"Greetings, senior brothers and Uncle Qiong!" Ni Chang greets you!

Li Huayuan and Fuyunzi dared not be negligent and hurriedly returned the greeting.

Out of the corner of her eye, Fairy Ni Chang glanced at Mo Yu, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in her alluring almond-shaped eyes:
"This child's yang energy is abundant, and his physical constitution is excellent. He is truly a first-rate student... a promising talent. Senior Brother Li is very fortunate to have such a good disciple. Our Hidden Moon Sect is truly unfortunate."

Li Huayuan had a dark expression on his face, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Seeing Qiong Laoguai's humiliating defeat amused him greatly. He grinned and chuckled, his figure gradually blurring and disappearing.

Seeing this, Fairy Ni Chang's beautiful eyes darted around, and she curiously asked Fu Yunzi a few questions.

Upon learning that this young man, whose yang energy was so abundant it was almost overflowing, was not Li Huayuan's disciple but Hong Fu's disciple, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Her laughter was so infectious it made one's body tremble; it was captivating.

Many young male disciples from the three sects in the distance were captivated by her unintentional display of charm, their eyes glazing over and almost drooling on the spot.

But Mo Yu, the mortal standing right in front of him, remained calm and composed.

He sealed off his six senses to a mere inch in front of him, so he could neither see nor hear anything.

The Hidden Moon Sect was a branch of the Joyful Union Sect, the largest sect in the demonic path, thousands of years ago.

If it were simply the Yin-Yang Dao of dual cultivation and pleasure, it wouldn't be so bad that the Yang spiritual energy in his body would react and exhale on the spot.

But if everyone is practicing the art of replenishing yin with yang, who wouldn't have some easy-to-use and powerful evil methods on their person?

However, while the mortal Mo Yu kept his eyes straight ahead, many beautiful female disciples from the Hidden Moon Sect were staring intently at him with gleaming eyes.

Not only because he could chat and laugh with many Core Formation Ancestors, which clearly indicated his extraordinary status, he was obviously a wealthy "second-generation immortal".

Furthermore, the intense, pure yang energy emanating from him, which could be felt from a great distance, made the female disciples who practiced the Hehuan Seductive Technique feel weak in the knees and their mouths water.

The Hidden Moon Sect advocates the art of cultivating both Yin and Yang.

Therefore, when accepting disciples, not only is it required that there be half men and half women, but there are also extremely high requirements for the disciples' appearance!
Most disciples, after entering the sect, will be assigned a fixed "Daoist partner," or rather... a tool for practicing martial arts.

Therefore, on the jade flying boat, there were always two people in pairs.

Compared to the pretty but useless embroidered pillows around him, Mo Yu, although not the kind of delicate and beautiful, is still masculine and robust with a tall and straight figure.

More importantly, he has plenty of yang energy!

This is not a lustful thought.

For these female disciples, their Daoist partner's yang energy was equivalent to their cultivation level!
The more abundant the yang energy in the other half, the faster one's cultivation speed will be; the purer the yang energy, the less difficult it will be when one breaks through to a higher realm.

In the eyes of these female demons, Mo Yu, a mere mortal, possessed an extremely pure Yang energy, which was practically a walking piece of Tang Sanzang's flesh!

Just one whiff and you'll feel refreshed and your cultivation will improve!
If one could just take a bite... one's cultivation level would likely increase dramatically, and a breakthrough in cultivation would be within reach!
Unfortunately, no matter how they tried to flirt with him, the young man, as steadfast as a pine tree, remained oblivious and indifferent.

This added a touch of resentment to the way many female disciples looked at him.

His exaggerated "eye-catching" effect caused the male Daoist partners around them, and even the male disciples from other sects, to look at Mo Yu with hostility and anger!
Mo Yu, a mortal who proclaimed himself to have six senses and to babble endlessly, had no idea that he had become the public enemy of the young male disciples of various sects simply by standing there for a moment.

However, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care.

After all, he had come prepared to cause a huge scene.

However, among the disciples of Huangfeng Valley...

An unremarkable-looking elderly man surnamed Xiang, who was chatting with Han Li, kept glancing at Mo Yu with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

'What a powerful primordial spirit! This child is clearly only at the Qi Refining stage, yet the strength of his primordial spirit is almost comparable to that of an ordinary late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!'

'Was she possessed? Or was it for some other reason?'

(End of this chapter)