C11

Time passed in a flash. In the blink of an eye, several days had passed since Mo Jiu fell off the cliff.

In the past few days, a lot of things had happened. First, a fake Mo Jiu appeared in the Mo Estate. He controlled the Mo Estate and seemed to have reached a consensus with the City Lord Song Liang, announcing to the public that the Mo Estate had formed an alliance with the City Lord's Mansion.

This action confused the outside world. Everyone was wondering if the Mo Mansion had been forced to the point where they could only seek the help of the City Lord's Mansion.

Regardless of how the outside world guessed, the Mo Mansion did not provide any external explanation. With the help of the City Lord's Mansion, they started to restore the businesses outside.

What was surprising was that Mo Tianlan did not take the opportunity to cause trouble.

"Patriarch, we've investigated thoroughly. The reason that Song Liang acted on behalf of the Mo Estate's Young Master last time was because he agreed to refine a soul refining pill for him!"

Within the Bai Clan, a delicate woman suddenly appeared in front of Bai Yunfeng and respectfully reported to him.

This delicate woman was the delicate woman that caused Mo Jiuya to fall off the cliff. Her nickname was Bai Luosha, and she was one of Bai Yunfeng's most capable subordinates. Even though she had a delicate appearance and was very determined, most people were unable to handle her.

"Soul Refining Pill?"

When Bai Yunfeng heard this, he repeated the word 'Soul Refining Pill' and fell into deep thought.

Soul Fusion Pill, a third rank pill. It had the effect of breaking through. It was a precious pill used by Soul Shadow or half-step Soul Martial Realm cultivators to break through to the Soul Martial Realm.

He was only half a step away from breaking through to the Soul Martial Realm. He urgently needed the Soul Refining Pill, allowing his body and Martial Spirit to completely fuse and reach the Soul Martial Realm.

The formula for refining the Soul Refining Pill was hard to find, and the spirit materials needed for refining it were even harder to find. Thus, not only was this pill precious, it was also extremely rare.

Northern Cold City was a remote city near the Northern Desert. Such a precious Soul Refining Pill was rarely seen in a hundred years.

Even if there were, it wasn't something that an ordinary person could afford.

"Soul Refining Pill …" "It seems like I really can't bear to part with a rabbit!" Bai Yunfeng thought for a moment and said to himself.

Soon after, he raised his head to look at the delicate woman, Bai Luosha, and instructed her in a low voice, "Take some spirit essence stones and head to the Rogue Cultivator City to buy a Spirit Pill for me!"

When the delicate woman, Bai Luosha, heard these words, she was immediately shocked in her heart. The Soul Refining Pill was an incomparably precious pill. In order to unite the entire Northern Cold City, the Patriarch was really willing to part with it.

"Yes, Patriarch!" After a moment of surprise, she immediately complied.

"Hehe, the trend is moving. Northern Cold City will be under the control of Bai Yunfeng and will belong to the Bai Clan!"

After Bai Luosha left, Bai Yunfeng laughed heartily by himself. From his point of view, the entire Northern Cold City was under his control. He would bring honor and glory to the White House.

"..."

Ghost Valley.

It was located at the southern end of the Northern Cold City. It was a valley that was as beautiful as spring and had birdsong and fragrant flowers.

The reason why this valley was named the 'Ghost Valley' was because it was the hidden cultivation location of the generation of the Ghost Hand Divine Doctor 'Ghost Valley'.

The Lord of the Ghost Valley, the Ghost Hand Doctor, Gui Gu Zi's temperament was strange, and his hands were heaven defying. He could save the dead and help the wounded, and could also kill people without them noticing.

He was honored as the 'Ghost Valley Zi' in the outside world, and that was because he could forcefully save a person who was about to become a ghost on the brink of death. At the same time, he could also forcefully send a living person, with his strange medical skills, into the hall of the underworld, unable to reincarnate.

As time passed, the name 'Ghost Hand' and 'Ghost Valley Zi' shook the entire land and no one dared to offend them easily.

Even if you occasionally ask for help, it also depended on your mood. If you were in a good mood or had a good temperament, you might be saved. Otherwise, he would not care about whether you were dead or alive.

Early morning.

Dawn's Twilight.

Within the depths of the Ghost Valley, everything was quiet and serene. Occasionally, the sounds of insects and birds would be heard.

The air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, and the morning mist enveloped the entire valley, causing it to be faintly discernible.

Crash! *

A burst of splashing sounds could be heard. In the depths of the Ghost Valley, beside a small stream, an ordinary-looking gentle and quiet woman was using a wooden basin to pour cold water.

After a while, the gentle and quiet woman grabbed a small basin of cold water and followed the bluestone path back to a thatched cottage.

The thatched cottage was not big, and the furnishings inside were simple and crude. On one side of the wall, on top of a simple bed, Mo Jiujiu laid there quietly, as if he was asleep.

The quiet girl took back some water and placed it on a wooden table in front of the bed. She took a towel and soaked it in water before going to the bed. She carefully wiped the unconscious Mo Jiu's face with a wet towel.

Mo Jiu felt like he had been trapped in a dream for a very long time and still could not find an opportunity to wake up. He felt very discouraged.

After an unknown period of time, a wave of ice-cold feeling attacked him, causing his consciousness to quiver as it gradually returned to his body.

He tried his best to open his eyes a little. At the beginning, his vision was blurry, but it seemed like someone was wiping his face.

When the clothes on his chest were removed and the ice-cold towel wiped against his chest, his eyes instantly opened, and his vision instantly became clear.

"Where is this?" When the quiet woman entered Mo Jiu's eyes, he subconsciously asked. After being unconscious for a few days, his voice was a bit hoarse.

"Hmm?" When the quiet girl heard this, she turned around and looked at him. A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes and she blurted out, "You're awake!"

"En, I'm awake. Where is this?" Mo Jiu struggled to sit up from the bed and looked around in confusion.

"This is the Ghost Valley. Your chest was injured by a blade and you were on the verge of death when you were sent here. It was my Master who saved you!" The quiet woman looked at him and slowly replied.

Hearing that, the scene of him being stabbed to the ground thousands of feet away from the cliff appeared in his mind. He subconsciously looked down at his chest.

At this moment, there was a knife wound on his chest. However, that wound was about to heal and it was almost gone.

"The Ghost Valley?"

Mo Jiu muttered to himself, then he raised his head to look at the gentle woman and asked, "Is master the Ghost Valley?"

"That's right!" The quiet girl nodded at him.

Mo Jiu felt a deep veneration for her as he thanked her respectfully, "Thank you for saving me. I, Mo Jiu, will never forget this kindness!"

"Hehe, young master, you are too serious. Saving the dead and wounded is our duty as doctors, it is only right that we save you!"

At this moment, the sound of light footsteps came from outside the room as a white haired elder over sixty years old slowly walked in.

"You're awake. How do you feel?" The white haired old man in his sixties calmly looked at Wang Lin. After he realized Wang Lin had woken up, he asked this question.

From her tone, it sounded like she was concerned, but the expression on her face was very calm. It was impossible to tell what she was thinking at that moment.