Chapter 52: Reasons Why Jin Meiyu Was Made the Saintess
"We will continue the medicinal bath for the first month and see if you can awaken an extra meridian. Although your talent is on par with the Ancestor's, I have high hopes for you and believe you will surpass us." Elder Long became flustered as he caught himself about to say something more. Xu Mo, however, didn't pay much attention to Elder Long's slip of the tongue.
I doubt it will work. If it did, everyone would have an extra meridian after awakening twelve meridians, Xu Mo thought to himself.
Though he couldn't voice his thoughts, seeing the joy in Elder Long's eyes, Xu Mo simply shook his head with a calm smile and gazed at the sun rising on the horizon. It was time to return.
Long Bai noticed the light behind him and knew it was time to send Xu Mo back. Without another word, Long Bai and Xu Mo vanished from their location, reappearing moments later in the courtyard of Xu Mo's residence.
"Take care. In a few days, I'll have someone bring you techniques and books on human anatomy. Study them and see if you can find any clues from those records," Long Bai instructed.
Xu Mo raised his hand, about to say something to stop Long Bai from leaving, but Long Bai misunderstood the gesture and slapped his palm in a friendly greeting before vanishing. Xu Mo sighed in relief. Though Elder Long didn't exude any pressure, being around someone so powerful and respected was still intimidating. He went inside and took a quick bath to wash away the smell of herbs and the impurities clinging to his skin.
Haa~
A moan of delight escaped his lips as the perfectly tempered bathwater touched his skin, almost lulling him into a nap. He cleaned the blood that had accumulated on his knuckles from the punch he had thrown earlier. It was embarrassing that he couldn't handle his own strength output, a clear sign of his lack of physical control.
It was a good thing he wasn't participating in the tournament at the end of the year. It would have been shameful, and the sect master—or even the Ancestor—might have been disappointed in him.
After his bath, Xu Mo noticed the pouch of spiritual stones on his room's table. It wasn't the one given by the younger elder from the technique hall but the one Elder Long had provided. Today, he planned to buy some pills and daily necessities, such as chairs for guests (if he ever had any) and some bath essence. He liked smelling good.
Opening his cupboard, he took out a new set of clothes. He mostly wore white inner garments, as they balanced well with whatever he wore outside. The outer sect disciple robes matched perfectly. He left the bulk of his spiritual stones at home, taking only ten with him.
He picked up his Soaring Lotus Sandals, elegant yet practical footwear often worn by scholarly cultivators or those with a refined demeanor. These types of shoes were common among cultivators, but even a single pair in the mundane world could spark bloodshed among common folk—even if kingdoms and empires ignored it. Such was the allure of cultivation. For commoners, awakening as a cultivator was the surest path to the top. Even if one achieved little in cultivation and had to descend the mountain, noble families would offer their sons and daughters as marriage prospects. Having a cultivator in the family guaranteed that future generations might also possess talent for cultivation.
Xu Mo walked out of his gate and activated the protection array to prevent trespassing while he was away. He didn't want a repeat of what had happened a few months prior. He changed the sign outside his house to read: "Gone Outside. Will be back by noon."
Once done, he hummed a soft tune he had heard at an inn in his village. It was a common melody, a source of entertainment for mercenaries, knights, nobles, and even servants.
He made his way to the shopping district, a place where one could find almost anything—as long as they had the money. Xu Mo had heard that outsiders often came here to shop as well. Since the area was under the jurisdiction of the Hidden Dragon Sect, the quality of products and the safety of buyers were guaranteed—as long as they stayed within the sect's perimeter.
The shopping district was just a short walk from the outer sect. The sect couldn't risk allowing just anyone into its grounds; what if they had ulterior motives and targeted the disciples?
Soon, Xu Mo found a shop selling bath essence. He approached it, and the seller—a young man slightly older than him—immediately stood up, shooing away flies from his products. He began enthusiastically introducing various types of bath essences. Xu Mo, however, was wary, noticing the swarm of flies hovering nearby. Fortunately, the seller had covered the bath essences with a transparent sheet.
"Immortal, check out this Fragrant Cleansing Clay. It's the latest innovation and quite popular among the ladies," the seller said with a grin.
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