Han Mo looked more pale after hearing Felipe's threat.
"I thought... going to a place without spiritual veins would be safe... But I didn't expect... to fall right into the Evil Cultivators' Den."
Han Mo mistook them as an evil cultivator after Felipe's threat of retrieving memory from corpses.
Felipe would not play around. He drew his sword swiftly.
"Stop! Please… I don't want my body desecrated after I'm gone. If you promise not to harm it, I'll cooperate. Just... let me die with some dignity."
Felipe withdrew his sword after hearing Han Mo. If Luis was the one speaking, the talking would be different, but he is not like Luis. He is more practical and solves everything with strength.
"My name is Han Mo. I am..."
Han Mo began introducing himself. Luis and others got the basic prototype after hearing Han Mo's introduction.
The current place they are residing is called Ten Thousand Star Island.
Here, there are a lot of islands on the sea. If looked from very high above, there are thousands of thousands of islands.
This star island was dominated by many sects and cultivator families below them. There are many forces that occupy resource-rich islands. The weak ones can only occupy islands with fewer resources.
The area where Han Mo comes from is under the rule of the Alchemy Association.
The Alchemy Association is an organization that involves every force of the Star Region. For an alchemist to be recognized, they must take an alchemy test in the Alchemy Association.
This was all Han Mo said, as his breath was getting very weak.
Luis took the lead as Felipe backed up. This Han Mo doesn't have much problematic past, according to the information he gave.
Luis directly took out the Elf Life fruit and fed it to the dying Old Mo. If it is delayed any further, he will really die.
The effect of the life fruit immediately began to work. The shriveled body of Han Mo became bigger. The white hair in his body became blacker. This was not the only thing; all the hidden injuries in his body began to rapidly heal.
"This is invincible for healing bodies; the only pity is that it cannot heal soul injuries." Luis watched all this with awe.
Han Mo opened his eyes with shock this time. He sat in meditation position and carefully felt his body. A few moments later, he looked at everyone with shock.
"Such a potent fruit," he muttered. "This could be used to make a third-level elixir. All my injuries are gone... I have another chance to build my foundation in this life."
He looked up, gratitude and disbelief mixed in his expression.
"Fellow Daoists, I'm incredibly grateful. If you need anything, please tell me. I will try my best to repay you."
"Since you are healthy now, tell everything more clearly. We don't know much about the outside world."
Then, Han Mo organized himself and told every piece of information he knew about the Ten Thousand Star Island.
Finally, everyone in the room had a general understanding of the Star Island region.
The place where they are right now is the outermost region of the Star Island region. The deeper the region, the stronger the cultivators.
There are a total of 42 main cities recognized in this whole Star Island region. To be recognized as a Main City, there should be a Golden Core realm cultivator behind it.
There are countless sects, families, and wandering casual cultivators—each with their own specialties."
Alchemy, formation, refining, and all arts have their own organization. Han Mo is a recognized 1st level alchemist in the Alchemy Association.
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Luis began to process all the information and began to form a rough plan.
Those Golden Core realm cultivators—he couldn't even imagine how strong they must be. Their simple move could affect the whole surrounding area.
"Since I've given you life, it'll be just as easy for me to take it away. Will you work for us, or not? Your answer seals your fate."
Han Mo swallowed hard, looking at Felipe's menacing expression.
"I promise I will work for you, sir," he said with a trembling voice.
"Good," Felipe responded. "You only need to work for us for 15 years. After that, you're free to go. Our family might even grant you the resources to reach the Foundation Building Realm. But don't cross us. The price for betrayal is steep."
"I promise, Fellow Daoist. I, Han Mo, might be a casual cultivator, but I never go back on my word."
Han Mo hurriedly promised with a little expectation this time. This time his meeting these mysterious family might be a chance for him.
Luis stepped closer and asked, "Since you're a first-level alchemist, you'll make elixirs for us. Not only that, you'll need to take on disciples and train them. Can you handle that?"
"Don't worry, I used to give some public lectures, and I have some expertise in teaching."
Han Mo, as a first-level alchemist, was already a renowned figure in the outer Star Island regions. If he weren't attacked by his enemies during the breakthrough towards foundation building. He would definitely have a chance to become a second-level alchemist.
"Do you have a magic item to test the spiritual roots of people?"
Luis questioned with curiosity. For practicing immortality, there must be spiritual roots. If he doesn't have it, he will have to think of another way to practice.
"In my storage pouch..."
Luis swiftly threw the storage pouch to Han Mo for him to take out the magic item.
"This is a spiritual roots testing orb; I bought it for 500 low-grade spirit stones. Just place your palm on it, and it will indicate your spiritual roots."
Han Mo explained with some doubts. How come these people know nothing about cultivators?
Are they the cultivator family, who hid from the world for thousands of years and don't know about the customs of outside?
Luis, receiving the instructions, forwarded his palm towards the Spiritual Roots Testing Orb. He wanted to know if he had spiritual roots. Experience more tales on empire