Chapter 92 - The Sword Sect’s Shock
Super Rich Fantasy: I Grow Stronger By Spending Money
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The Sword Sectâs sect master and a group of elders were waiting anxiously. They did not know why Mo Jianming had suddenly left. Someone said, âElder Mo has yet to fully recover from his injuries. I hope heâs not in any danger when heâs outside.â
âWith Elder Moâs cultivation, even if heâs injured, there are few who can be his match. However, Iâm worried about the injury in his soul. Itâs not advisable for him to use spiritual energy.â
After all, the injury of the soul was not a joke. The slightest carelessness could lead to the danger of being annihilated.
Not far away, a small black dot gradually became clear. It was Mo Jianming, who had left in a hurry earlier. Seeing that he was fine, but his face was a little pale, everyoneâs anxious hearts finally relaxed.
âElder Mo, where did you go just now?â
Mo Jianming was just about to open his mouth when a fishy smell rolled out of his throat. At this moment, he could no longer hold it in. Traces of bright red blood spread from the corner of his mouth, which startled everyone.
âI think it was because I was treating that kid just now, and it affected my wound.â
When the others from the Sword Sect heard this, they were shocked. They asked, âElder Mo, whatâs going on? You havenât even recovered from your own injuries. How can you treat someone elseâs injuries?â
Mo Jianming shook his head and replied, âItâs fine. I know what Iâm doing. I wanted to go to the auction in the capital to find out the whereabouts of the person who sold the soul-returning pill, butâ¦â
He didnât finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant. It seemed like he had returned without any success.
Mo Jianmingâs eyes turned black and he staggered. If the Sword Sectâs sect master beside him had not caught him in time, he would have lost his balance.
Looking at his pale face, the sect master He Jiantian sent a wisp of his divine sense over and was immediately shocked. He chided, âJianming, youâre too reckless. The Qi in your body is currently in chaos, and your condition is getting worse.â
The injuries that he had recovered from with great difficulty had worsened again because Mo Jianming was treating someone elseâs injuries.
âWhat should we do now?â
âWhy donât we go to the other sects that won the auction and collect all the pills?â
He Jiantian shook his head with a grim expression and said, âNo, if others know that the Grand Elder of the Sword Sect is injured, they will definitely not give the pills to us so easily. Once the news spreads, Iâm afraid it will be detrimental to the Sword Sect.â
âThen what should we do now? Iâm afraid that Elder Mo wonât be able to hold on for long in his current condition.â
Mo Jianming revealed a bitter smile and commented, âIt seems that Iâve overestimated myself.â
Originally, he thought that he would be able to withstand it after recovering one-third of his strength. That was why Mo Jiangming chose to save him. However, he did not expect the backlash to be so severe. In the end, he had been too careless.
Mo Jianming was already unable to stand steadily, and the things on his body fell to the ground with a clatter. Among them, a few medicinal pills rolled out.
He Jiantianâs sharp eyes noticed the pills on the ground. He said, âWhy does it look so familiar?â
The others followed his line of sight and were shocked. They exclaimed, âIsnât this the soul-returning pill?!â
âWhy does Elder Mo have a soul-returning pill? Donât tell me itâs a medicine similar to the soul-returning pill.â
Not to mention the others, even Mo Jianming himself was a little stunned. He hesitated for a moment before saying, âThisâ¦â
He Jiantian took a step forward and quickly picked up the pill and stuffed it into Mo Jianmingâs mouth. It melted in his mouth, and Mo Jianming instantly felt a cool breath flowing through his meridians, relieving the pain in his spirit.
Like a long drought meeting a good amount of rain, like the traveler in the desert finally finding an oasis, Mo Jianmingâs originally broken soul was slowly recovering.
He Jiantian fed Mo Jianming the whole bottle of medicine. His face slowly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He had some doubts before, but now he was sure that these were soul-returning pills.
There were many bottles on the ground that looked exactly the same. Mo Jianming opened them one by one. They were all soul-returning pills!
There were probably more than a hundred of them in total. With so many soul-returning pills, it was more than enough to treat his injuries. Even if his soul was riddled with thousands of holes, it could still be repaired.
The people from the Sword Sect were stunned and didnât understand what was going on.
âEl-Elder Mo, did you go and rob someone?â
Mo Jianmingâs surprise increased as he faced the crowdâs incredulous gazes. These pills were all given to him by that young man!
He recalled what Zhou Zhentian had said at the auction. The person who auctioned the pills and the person who bought the Hetu and Luoshu Diagram were the same people.
Could it be that he was�!
This realization made Mo Jianmingâs breathing miss by half a beat. When he thought of the powerful aura he had felt earlier and the strange sword intent, it seemed that all the dots connected.
Someone must have followed the young man and wanted to kill him for his treasure, but he didnât expect the young man to be so extraordinary that he could escape from the fatal pursuit and was saved by Mo Jiangming in the end.
âElder Mo, whatâs going on? Why do you have so many soul-returning pills?â
There was too much information in his mind, so much so that Mo Jianming had to take a long time to digest it. It took a few shouts from the people around him to bring his thoughts back.
It was not convenient for Mo Jianming to go into detail for various reasons, so he only said, âEverything is a result of fate.â
If it wasnât for his sudden impulse to save the young man, Mo Jiangming probably wouldnât have been able to get these soul-returning pills. In the end, it was his kindness that saved him.
Mo Jianming didnât have any other thoughts about the Hetu and Luoshu Diagram. He only felt grateful to Ye Xuan.
One had to know that injuries to the soul were extremely difficult to treat. Even if they were treated, there would be residual effects in the future. Now that he had so many soul-returning pills in his hands, he did not have to worry about those residual effects.
If it wasnât for Ye Xuan, Mo Jianming would have passed away at this point in his life.
There were so many soul-returning pills. It was impossible that Ye Xuan didnât know the value of these pills. Although Ye Xuan had been seriously injured earlier, with his strange constitution, his life wouldnât have been in danger even if Mo Jianming didnât make a move to help him.
âI donât know who you are, but if we are fated to meet in the future, I will definitely repay you.â