Amazing! The mighty dragon is out of prison!!

The group set off for Medicine King Valley.

On the surface, Wang Yuanwu was leading the way, and Qin Mo rode in the same car with Wang Yuanwu on the way there.

Miao Jianyue, who was standing next to him, had already put on a wig and had someone do special effects makeup for him, so he looked like a slightly petite boy.

As long as you don't speak, you won't reveal any flaws.

On the highway, the road conditions are very congested, with license plates from all provinces and cities, all heading in the same direction.

Qin Mo glanced sideways and said, "Medicine King Valley has invited quite a few people this time."

Wang Yuanwu had done a lot of preparation to get closer to him, and immediately responded:

"Yes, we've held a Medicine King Competition before, but far fewer people have come this time."

"Moreover, I've learned that the previous Medicine King Competition mainly invited people from the medical profession, and rarely invited people from the martial arts world or government officials."

"But this time, in addition to people from the medical profession and us, they also invited many people with ties to the imperial court."

As he spoke, Wang Yuanwu pointed to a car to his side.

"That license plate comes from Chongqing, the neighboring city. I've inquired about it; it belongs to someone from the old Gelaohui (a secret society).

"And over there, that should be the Martial Alliance's vehicle."

Qin Mo glanced at the description, his brows furrowed with an unyielding gloom:

"Hehe, it seems the people from Medicine King Valley have big ambitions this time."

"If all these people were to fall into Medicine King Valley's hands, half of the Southwest would probably be under Medicine King Valley's control?"

Wang Yuanwu agreed, "That's right! We didn't know until we investigated, and what we found out was shocking."

"No one would refuse an invitation from Medicine King Valley."

"I'm afraid these people don't even know what kind of trap this Medicine King Conference is."

Qin Mo knew that what he said made a lot of sense.

The existence of Medicine King Valley cannot be replaced by power or money.

That's the Medicine King Valley, which has a history of hundreds of years. It's said that every Valley Master has the ability to bring the dead back to life and revive the dead.

Every disciple there, once they step forward, is a renowned doctor capable of standing on their own.

If we say that Yuanshantang is a signboard of ancient Chinese medicine placed in the secular world.

So what Medicine King Valley inherits is the foundation of ancient Chinese medicine from a reclusive, high-ranking family.

Who doesn't want to live longer?

Especially for those powerful and influential people, if you asked them to use half of their wealth to buy ten years of their lifespan, do you think they would be willing?

So when these people heard about the invitation from Medicine King Valley, they came without a second thought.

It seems they're all putting in their best effort to snag some longevity elixirs at this Medicine King Conference.

Qin Mo withdrew his gaze and asked Wang Yuanwu, "How much longer until we arrive?"

"Soon." Wang Yuanwu had already scouted the route in advance: "Our car can't go any further up the Ninefold Mountain Road. People from Medicine King Valley will be there to guide us."

"Medicine King Valley is located deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. I heard that it is surrounded by poisonous miasma. Without the guidance of the people in the valley, we would not be able to get in at all."

"And I've heard that even if you memorize the route, it's useless."

"Once the mountain road is opened, the location of the next toxic fog will change, and the route into the valley will also change."

Qin Mo nodded: "Not bad, the investigation is very detailed. Let's take it one step at a time and see what happens first, let's go up the mountain first."

An hour later, Miao Jianyue, who had been sleeping with her head on Qin Mo's shoulder, opened her eyes without warning.

She sat up abruptly, startling Qin Mo: "What's wrong?"

Miao Jianyue stared intently out the car window with her fair face and uttered three words: "We're home."

Qin Mo looked outside.

They had indeed long since left the city, and the further they went towards Jiuchongshan Road, the more monotonous the surrounding scenery became.

This is a geographical feature of the Southwest region, with mountains connected to mountains and water flowing through it.

After driving for a long time, sometimes you can't even tell where you are.

There were many people entering the valley together, and there were more than a dozen cars stuck in front of them, so they couldn't see what the road ahead was like.

But Miao Jianyue sensed it immediately.

Qin Mo had no doubts about her and turned to Wang Yuanwu, instructing, "After we get off the car, I'll leave it to you."

Wang Yuanwu glanced at Miao Jianyue with some surprise, but didn't dare to ask any further questions.

It was only in the last couple of days that he learned that one of the three people he had seen at the airport walking with Qin Mo was Dong Wanying's niece and the heir to the Ninefold Gate.

Even though the Ninefold Gate has fallen on hard times, it was once a glorious existence among the hidden high-ranking sects.

Not to be underestimated.

The other one was even the young master of the Divine Dragon Army.

Based on this alone, he knew that the person who could follow Qin Mo must be of extraordinary status.

So while he was curious, he knew what he shouldn't ask.

Sure enough, the convoy stopped just ten minutes later.

They have reached the entrance to the Ninefold Mountain Path.

There was no more lane ahead, so everyone had to get out of the car.

In front of the entrance to the mountain road, there is an open space about the size of a football field.

After getting off the bus, walk over and you'll see a group of young men and women dressed in gorgeous ethnic costumes standing at the entrance to the mountain gate.

Their attire was similar to that of when Lin Ye first met Miao Jianyue.

She was also dressed in tie-dye clothing and sterling silver jewelry, and barefoot.

They all possess a mysterious and unpredictable aura, and neither the men nor women show much expression.

Among the leaders, there was a woman in her early twenties who seemed to be in charge of the group.

Her attire and jewelry were the most glamorous among the group.

Compared to the indifference of others, she possessed an air of arrogance that made her the only one worthy of respect.

He crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and looked at people through his nostrils.

There was a dark blue-black venomous snake on its shoulder, and white rings around its body.

Just like her, the snake scanned the crowd with its cold gaze, constantly flicking its tongue.

It looks like the scalp is numb.

The woman didn't seem to care at all, and even let the snake's head occasionally brush against her earlobe.

Seeing that everyone had gotten off the bus, the woman's lips curled into a playful smile.

These are all prominent figures in the medical and martial arts circles of Southwest China, and there are even martial arts alliances with ties to the government among them.

But after these people came down, they all had to greet her respectfully, which she appreciated very much.

A subordinate approached her and said respectfully, "Second Miss, it's almost time."

"Um."

The woman's tone was indifferent, her red lips slightly parted, her words detached and aloof:

"Now that everyone's here, let's go up the mountain."

After saying that, she turned around without giving these people a second glance.

At this moment, a middle-aged man, wiping the sweat from his brow, stepped forward and asked:

"This young lady."

The woman paused, glanced back at the man out of the corner of her eye, and said nothing.

Her subordinate immediately shouted, "This is our second young lady!"

The middle-aged man paused, then immediately put on a fawning smile: "Second Miss!"

Seeing the other person's obsequiousness, the woman casually asked, "Speak, what is it?"