Mortal: I can unlock the card pool by becoming an apprentice to him.

"That pretty boy named Wu Jianming... has been identified. It turns out he's from the Five Colors Sect... Wait... no..."

After a while.

The Third Master's wife on the couch trembled slightly with her eyelashes, her temples were damp with a thin layer of sweat, and her breathing was shallow and unsteady.

Lin Mo stood with his hands behind his back to one side, quietly admiring her beautiful and alluring appearance.

"You previously mentioned wanting to raise funds with the help of the Mo family. If you're willing to lend me a hand and seize control of the Jingjiao Society's covert operations..."

As she said this, she struggled to sit up, and the quilt slipped down slightly, revealing a section of her fair neck.

Why are all the women in the Mo family so ambitious?

However, it would be a big mistake to set your sights on him.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo's eyes turned slightly cold, and he turned around and said calmly, "Master's wife, if I remember correctly, our previous transaction has already ended, hasn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Third Master's wife froze.

The deal is done? Then what is this now?

What a heartless guy! He was just calling her "Master's Wife" so affectionately a moment ago.

But considering the other party's methods and status, she still wanted to try again.

"You need money, don't you? If you help me take control of the Jingjiao Society, I'll give you at least..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Mo waved his hand in refusal, saying, "To be honest, Master's wife, I'm afraid I won't be staying in the Mo family for long, and I don't want to get involved in these trivial matters anymore. Besides, if you need me to control the Jingjiao Society, why don't I just go directly to Fourth Master's wife?"

Lin Mo's words were not at all perfunctory.

He's come to his senses these past few days.

My current state is very strange.

If you say you're short of money, you can just sell the talisman treasures you drew from the Golden Light Master's card pool for several thousand spirit stones.

The Heavenly Bottle can cultivate a batch of short-lived spiritual herbs, which can then be sold for several thousand spirit stones.

Resources were not a problem for him.

But if you say he's not short of money, he'd be speechless if you actually asked him to do a ten-pull now.

Ultimately, it comes down to his own weakness. Selling talismans or reselling spirit herbs is too risky for Lin Mo right now.

The cultivation world is full of crazy people who value money over life; the only right path is to improve one's strength as quickly as possible.

Having figured all this out, Lin Mo stopped obsessing over how to make money.

However, he could cultivate a force in the mortal realm later to specifically collect silver for him.

The upcoming Dragon Slayer Gathering is a good choice...

"Also, here's a piece of advice. The cultivators who control this place already have representatives in the mortal world's gangs. I'm afraid it won't be long before the Mo family..."

After saying that, Lin Mo snorted coldly, turned around and walked out of the room.

Liu was left frozen on the bed, staring in astonishment at his departing figure, unable to recover for a long time.

A moment later, Liu seemed to suddenly realize what was happening and carefully recalled the information in Lin Mo's words.

She never expected that cultivators would get involved in the power struggles between mortal factions.

Therefore, the plan to control the Jingjiao Society needs to be changed.

Now that Liu Feng is dead, the Changfeng Sect is leaderless. If I can persuade my fourth sister to borrow a group of skilled fighters from the Jingjiao Society, I might be able to take over the sect.

Changfengmen is different from Jianghu gangs like Jingjiao Society; it is a force centered around a clan.

Those who are not members of the Liu family, no matter how skilled they are, can only do peripheral tasks and have no way to take power.

She lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, gradually making a decision in her heart...

......

"What a coincidence, I've run into two fellow Daoists again."

On the street, Han Li and Zhang Tie looked at the kind-faced old man in front of them and exchanged a helpless glance.

Jiayuan City is so big, it's really rare to run into someone by chance, but judging from the other person's appearance, they probably came here specifically to wait for the two of them.

"I am Huang Mingyi, a member of the Huang family of Tanmeng Mountain. I greet you two fellow Daoists."

Seeing the old man's respectful and polite demeanor, Han Li silently sounded an alarm in his mind.

He remembered Lin Mo's warning to them that day: this person had come to their door for no reason, and probably had some other scheme.

But despite their thoughts, the two were still young at heart and unwilling to be impolite.

He had no choice but to return the greeting with a cupped hand, saying, "My name is Han Li, a member of the Mo Clan of Caixia Mountain. This is my senior brother, Zhang Tie."

None of the three had heard of each other's backgrounds, and after a brief introduction, they fell into a subtle silence.

In the end, it was the old man who spoke first.

"Judging from your appearances, could it be that you two are accompanying your elders to the Tai Nan Small Gathering?"

After saying that, he immediately explained, "Of course, you two don't need to worry. My niece and I have come for this grand event, and we don't intend to find out where you are. We just wanted to ask if it would be possible to travel together if we were going the same way? After all, for us low-level cultivators, it would be troublesome if we encountered any ill-intentioned people while traveling alone."

"Traveling together? This..."

Han Li frowned. He and Zhang Tie had already heard from Lin Mo that their destination was the once-every-five-years trade fair specifically for low-level Qi Refining cultivators.

However, if one were to travel with this person...

"We can't make this decision ourselves; we need to consult our eldest brother before we set off. After all, before we left, our master repeatedly instructed us that we must follow our eldest brother's arrangements completely on this trip."

Han Li shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"It's alright, it's only right. I live in the Scholar's Inn on the corner of the street. If you are interested, you only need to send someone to inform me within ten days."

The old man smiled kindly, exchanged a few more polite words, and then the three parted ways on the long street.

"Little Lizi, when did you see your master again?"

Zhang Tie suppressed his doubts until they were far away before he couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Tie, are you stupid? I just made up a story to make him think we have someone backing us. Who knows what he's really up to?"

"So that's how it is."

Zhang Tie looked as if he had just realized something, and at the same time secretly noted it down in his mind: if he encountered a cultivator whose background he did not know, he should also pretend that he had someone backing him up, just like his junior brother did.

After returning, the two told Lin Mo about the matter exactly as it happened.

The latter pondered for a moment and did not refuse.

Although Lin Mo knew the general direction of the plot, he was still not very clear about the details, such as geographical location.

If the other party's purpose is truly as simple as they claim, then traveling together is not out of the question.

After making up his mind, Lin Mo instructed the two to prepare for their departure, while he went to his fourth mistress and explained his intention to leave.

The latter originally believed the contents of the secret letter without a doubt.

Since Lin Mo arrived at the mansion, she had never inquired about his whereabouts. She assumed that Lin Mo was secretly running errands for her husband, so she naturally had no intention of stopping him.

a few days later.

Several fast horses galloped along the path, kicking up dust.

"Once you pass through Guanggui City, Tainan Mountain will be within sight."

Dressed in a coarse cloth long gown, looking like an old farmer in the fields, Huang Mingyi squinted to determine the direction, his face showing relief and relaxation.

"I didn't expect to arrive so quickly. Thanks to your familiarity with the route, we've saved a lot of time."

Lin Mo looked at the mountains shrouded in white mist at the end of his vision, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.