Under Mo Fan’s treatment, all the toxins in Bing Liu’s body finally dissipated completely, but everyone grew even more worried about Mo Fan.
“This friend is far too reckless. How could he risk his own life to save me?” Bing Liu looked at Mo Fan, whose body was covered in black, and frowned. He then turned to Bing Jiu beside him. “Old Nine, hurry into the market and find the young lady. Ask for her help, or this friend might not escape death!”
“Alright!” Bing Jiu nodded, turning to enter the pavilion’s gate.
“I don’t think that’s necessary. Look, his lips are starting to regain their colour!” Bai Yao Yao suddenly spoke, pointing at Mo Fan’s lips.
The two beside her immediately looked at Mo Fan, and sure enough, the blackness on his lips was fading, replaced by a normal rosy hue. Moreover, they were shocked to see the dark tint on his body also gradually lightening.
“How is this possible?” Bing Liu stared in disbelief. He had suffered from this poison himself and knew its potency. Even someone as powerful as him had been helpless against the snake venom, yet now it couldn’t harm a mere Yao Ding. It seemed almost fantastical.
“I think it’s likely related to his constitution,” Bai Yao Yao said, her eyes gleaming, understanding that this was probably due to Mo Fan’s recent cultivation of the Ten Thousand Poison Body.
“Constitution?” Bing Liu and Bing Jiu exchanged glances.
Bai Yao Yao didn’t elaborate, as this was Mo Fan’s private matter, and she wouldn’t reveal it carelessly.
Seeing that Mo Fan seemed to have a way to counter the snake venom, the group stopped panicking and stood by his side, quietly waiting.
About a quarter of an hour later, Mo Fan’s skin returned to normal, all the snake venom absorbed by the toxic vortex within his body.
To Mo Fan’s delight, the toxic vortex had fully solidified at that moment, forming a pitch-black, highly poisonous pearl. The toxicity within it was so intense that even Mo Fan felt a twinge of fear, but he discovered he could fully control the pearl to release its venom.
This was undoubtedly another trump card for Mo Fan.
“Phew!” Mo Fan opened his eyes, exhaling heavily, a flash of joy in his gaze.
“Friend, thank you for your righteous help this time!” Seeing Mo Fan unharmed, Bing Liu immediately cupped his hands in sincere gratitude.
“Your words make me feel a bit ashamed. If anything, we should be thanking you both properly!” Mo Fan gave a wry smile, shaking his head. “If you hadn’t helped us first, we’d probably have died at the hands of that snake demon!”
“Fair enough. Let’s call it even then!” Bing Liu laughed heartily, but his expression soon turned serious. “That snake demon has been heavily injured by me and shouldn’t pose a threat for now. But that cultivator from Dahe Academy, you should be cautious of him in the future!”
Mo Fan’s heart stirred at these words, and he asked, “Is Dahe Academy very famous?”
Bai Yao Yao also looked at Bing Liu, curious about what Dahe Academy was.
“Of course it’s famous,” Bing Liu nodded. “In the land of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the human race has placed two chess pieces, also called two great mountains: Dahe Academy and Bixiao Sect!”
He paused, looking at Mo Fan and Bai Yao Yao. “Perhaps you don’t yet understand what this means, so let me briefly explain.
In the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the demon race has nine Holy Kings, whose power is unparalleled and earth-shaking.
On the Nine Continents, the human race also has nine great mountains, which are essentially nine major human cultivation forces.
Dahe Academy and Bixiao Sect are two of those nine.
The Hundred Thousand Mountains were originally dominated by the demon race, but a thousand years ago, in a war between humans and demons, the demons were defeated. The humans then established two great mountains in the east of the Hundred Thousand Mountains to suppress the demons, forming what is now the Southern Border region.
This alone shows the might of these two great mountains!”
“I see!” Mo Fan nodded, finally understanding how terrifying Dahe Academy was. No wonder Qin Changsheng was so arrogant.
But what about Bixiao Sect?
At this thought, an image of a white-robed figure floated into Mo Fan’s mind. It was that demonic woman’s appearance that had changed his fate; otherwise, he’d still be a toad in a small stream.
That woman must be a cultivator from Bixiao Sect, Mo Fan mused.
Then he heard Bing Liu continue, “Dahe Academy has a Tianjiao List to measure the strength of its disciples.
From what I know, those who make it onto the Tianjiao List are incredibly powerful, some even possessing special constitutions.
If that Qin fellow wasn’t lying and is truly third on the Tianjiao List, his strength is likely far more terrifying than I anticipated!
In other words, he didn’t use his full power when fighting me!”
Bing Liu looked at Mo Fan and Bai Yao Yao. “Though Bing Wu chased after him, I don’t know the outcome. If they survived, they definitely won’t let this go, so you’d better be careful!”
“If you’re not in a hurry to leave, you could stay in our market for ten days or half a month. They won’t wait around forever, and it’ll be safer to leave then.”
“In that case, we’ll impose on you a bit longer!” Mo Fan nodded, not refusing.
Even without Bing Liu’s suggestion, he wouldn’t leave the Broken Temple Market immediately. As Bing Liu said, it was unclear whether Bing Wu could defeat that Qin fellow.
If that guy survived, who knew if he’d be lying in wait outside?
“Come, I’ll arrange your accommodations,” Bing Liu said with a smile, leading the way. Then, as if recalling something, he stopped and turned back with a grin. “By the way, during your stay, you won’t need to pay any spirit stones, and anything you buy in the market will be discounted by thirty percent! Consider it my thanks to you both.”
Mo Fan’s face lit up, and he immediately clasped his fists. “Thank you, Brother Bing Liu!”
Next, Mo Fan and Bai Yao Yao followed Bing Liu and Bing Jiu into the market.
At the same time, Mo Fan was pondering something.
He had already met Bing Jiu, Bing Qi, and Bing Liu, and had just heard of Bing Wu’s existence, suggesting they were a group of strong cultivators trained by the market’s master. There might even be a Bing Ba, Bing Si, and so on.
If Bing Jiu and Bing Liu were this powerful, how strong must the top-ranked cultivators be?
Soon after, Bing Qi arranged for Mo Fan and Bai Yao Yao to stay in an inn.
It was Mo Fan’s first time staying in an inn. Compared to the demon lairs of Black Wind Mountain, the rooms in the market’s inn were far more like human dwellings.
Beds, chairs, tea sets, and everything else were fully equipped.
“Knock, knock, knock!” As Mo Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, cultivating quietly, a knock came at the door.
“Who’s there?” Mo Fan lowered his voice, his gaze turning cold as he looked toward the door.
“Honoured guest, it’s me, the innkeeper!” A polite voice came from outside.
Hearing this, the coldness in Mo Fan’s eyes faded. “Come in!”
With a creak, the door opened, and several figures stepped inside.
Mo Fan looked up and saw, besides the innkeeper, two beautiful women.
One was a tall human beauty.
The other was a seductive cat demon with a tail behind her.
“What’s this about?” Mo Fan frowned, looking at the innkeeper.
“Heh, honoured guest, this was specially arranged by Lord Bing Liu as thanks for your earlier help. He said not to refuse!” The innkeeper chuckled, clapping his hands, and the two women began walking toward Mo Fan.
“Get lost!” Mo Fan snorted coldly, waving a burst of demonic energy that pushed the two women back.
“I appreciate Brother Bing Liu’s gesture, but I have important matters to attend to, so I won’t play along.” Mo Fan stood, brushing past the three and quickly leaving the room, leaving them staring at each other in confusion.
