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

On the rest of the journey, Huang Mingyi completely lost his previous casualness. He became extremely reserved in his speech.

Generally speaking, only disciples from powerful cultivation families possess the strength to kill those of the same level, or even those of higher levels.

This certainly doesn't refer to the kind of superficial cultivation level that relies on elixirs to artificially build up one's cultivation level.

Instead, they relied on their own solid cultivation, aided by elixirs, and joined by elite clansmen who had inherited superior spells and magical artifacts.

This young man looked quite young and his cultivation was decent, but his decisiveness and ruthlessness in attacking him far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators.

Where exactly is the Mo family of Caixia Mountain located? Why have I never heard of them before?

In stark contrast to her uncle Huang Mingyi's reaction, the young girl Huang Wanrou developed a certain curiosity about Lin Mo.

The group kept their heads down and hurried on their way, finally arriving at a secluded little mountain village at the foot of the hill before sunset.

The village is small, with a dozen or so households scattered around, all of whom are villagers who make a living by going up the mountain to collect medicinal herbs.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, the hillside shrouded in white mist in the distance is the outer barrier to enter Tai Nan Valley. Why don't we leave the horses in the village for now and walk there?"

Huang Mingyi looked at Lin Mo and cautiously suggested.

"I will follow Fellow Daoist Huang's arrangements."

Several hours later, the group finally arrived in the pitch-black white fog.

Huang Mingyi looked at the thick white fog, and his shoulders, which had been tense all the way, finally relaxed a little.

He let out a long sigh, and the restraint and apprehension on his face gradually faded.

Huang Mingyi then took out a talisman, muttered a few words under his breath, and tossed it into the air. The talisman transformed into a streak of fire and shot into the mist, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, please wait a moment. The communication talisman has been sent, and someone will be here to pick us up soon."

As Huang Mingyi spoke, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Before long, the white mist in front of them suddenly surged and then seemed to be cleaved in two by a knife, leaving a path for the two of them to walk side by side.

"Let's go."

A moment later, as Lin Mo stepped out of the misty path, the scenery before him suddenly changed.

A lush green valley filled with exotic flowers and rare herbs suddenly appeared before our eyes.

In the distance, a large cluster of palace-style pavilions with carved railings and jade steps stood tall, and on the square below the pavilions, many people dressed in unusual ways were preparing to set up their stalls.

Han Li and Zhang Tie, who had just come out, stared wide-eyed at the scene.

"Old Huang, you're quite eager. The Ascension Ceremony won't officially start for another six months, yet you've arrived earlier than the founders of the seven major sects."

A short, thin monk with a goatee and wearing a gray Taoist robe walked over unhurriedly.

"So it's Senior Zhao."

Huang Mingyi quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and then said respectfully, "As you know, senior, my Huang family only has a few kinds of spiritual fruits worth selling each year. The sooner we sell them all, the sooner we can go back and report."

"I knew it, you old codger, you're very cautious. This young lady must be the niece you mentioned last time, right? And who are these three fellow Daoists...?"

The cultivator surnamed Zhao waved his hand, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He then turned his gaze to Lin Mo and the other two.

"My name is Lin Mo, and these two are my junior brothers."

Lin Mo stepped forward, cupped his hands slightly, and said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the cultivator surnamed Zhao nodded casually. Seeing that Lin Mo and the others were of low cultivation levels, he stopped paying attention to them. He simply gave a perfunctory instruction: "Do not engage in private fights within the valley. If you wish to stay in a pavilion, go to the plaza and register with the designated person. From now until the end of the Ascension Conference, each person will receive one spirit stone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked away on his own.

Watching the other person's retreating figure, Huang Mingyi breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Mo, and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, now that we have safely arrived at Tai Nan Valley, I will go and take care of my stall. Farewell!"

"May we meet again someday!"

Lin Mo and the other two bowed and watched as the other party led Huang Wanrou into the crowd in the square.

"It's really lively. I never expected the cultivation world to be like this."

Han Li and Zhang Tie finally couldn't help but lean closer to Lin Mo and sigh in a low voice.

"Let's go, let's settle in first."

Lin Mo smiled slightly. Following the instructions of the cultivator surnamed Zhao, he led the two to the square to check in.

The price of one spirit stone per person is not high, and as for the living environment, the small building in front of them, which is slightly shorter than the other buildings, is not unacceptable.

"This is a restriction; you are now free to move around as you see fit. However, this place is teeming with cultivators, so please be careful in everything you do."

Lin Mo handed the talisman paper for entering the pavilion to the two of them, and then turned around and went up to the second floor of the small building.

"I wonder if I can get a dark attribute cultivation technique at this trade fair."

Through the window, Lin Mo saw that many cultivators had already begun trading in the square.

He secretly thought to himself that once Han Li was sent to the Ascension Assembly, he would have completed his mission.

As for the Ascension Token and the Talisman Treasure, he had already prepared them for the other party.

There's even an extra Ascension Token, which will be used to send Zhang Tie to Huangfeng Valley to accompany him in his studies.

Anyway, this item hasn't appeared for a hundred years, so it's quite reasonable that two pieces appeared at once...

Han Li, holding the Ascension Token, joined the Yellow Maple Valley; there's absolutely nothing wrong with this plot.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in his heart, revealing a look of anticipation.

Han Li's greatest gain in Yellow Maple Valley was the "Great Evolution Technique." With each level he mastered, his divine sense would increase exponentially. It was said that upon reaching perfection, one's total divine sense could be more than twice that of a cultivator of the same level.

Doctor Mo's signature techniques, "Silver Hand" and "Dragon Trapping Technique," have been fused together to become two mysterious and powerful arts. If mortal arts are this good, who knows what they would become if "Great Evolution Technique" were fused and advanced?

Suppressing his excitement, Lin Mo swallowed a pill and continued his meditation.

The previous attack with the Silver Demon Hand had instantly reduced his mana by half. Now that he was in this place, maintaining a state of abundant mana was the best course of action.

Several hours later, he felt his magical power had finally been fully restored. Looking at the completely dark sky outside, Lin Mo slowly got up and left the small building.

The square was brightly lit, and most of the stalls had set up huge, uniform lamps. These lamps were made of bronze and contained white stones that emitted a soft glow, each about a meter tall.

As for the number of cultivators coming and going, objectively speaking, it's not that many.

After all, it was still a long time before the Ascension Ceremony began, which created a very interesting scene.

Those were some well-located spots, where various stalls had already been set up, but there were very few cultivators coming and going, and even fewer asking about prices.

Lin Mo strolled around and couldn't help but sigh, "It truly is a grand gathering for low-level cultivators to exchange ideas."

Although there wasn't much he could use, the sheer number and variety of items gathered here truly broadened his horizons.

There are countless talismans, pills, cultivation techniques, materials from demonic beasts, and rare and precious materials.

"May I ask, fellow Daoist, if you have any dark attribute cultivation techniques for sale?"

Lin Mo stopped in front of a stall displaying various ancient books.