Bai Mo led Xu Ruyuan out. They meandered for a bit, as he intended to take a roundabout path back to his shop.
"Oh, right."
"Fellow Cultivator Xu, would you be interested in parting with the offering method for that Flesh Tai Sui?"
Thinking about what Xu Ruyuan had said, Bai Mo had grown interested in that technique.
'A method like that could be incredibly useful in a pinch.'
Hearing this, Xu Ruyuan's expression turned serious, and he warned:
"Brother Bai, you have a bright future ahead of you. It would be best not to get involved with such things."
"Everyone who enters the mountain has something to rely on. But if I were to place my grass knot on the big tree stump at the mountain's entrance, the wind would blow it away instantly."
He sighed, a hint of loneliness in his voice.
"I'm like a lonely ghost, never able to find peace when I enter the mountains."
Bai Mo shook his head upon hearing this.
"That's just your way of looking at it."
