#387 - Chapter 387: Little Devil Blocks the Road

Speaking of which, Mo Nan had always wanted to find a cultivation method, but he never had any leads.

Even Zhenbao Pavilion, which claimed to be a specialty store for martial artists' supplies, didn't sell any cultivation methods.

Of course, even if they did, Mo Nan estimated that he wouldn't be able to afford them.

Don't be fooled by his current success in the business world; anything related to martial artists is terrifyingly expensive.

Items costing tens or hundreds of millions are considered the cheapest.

Some items are even priced in the trillions.

Such outrageous prices are beyond Mo Nan's current ability to afford.

He wondered if he could gain anything at this banquet.

Although the chances were slim, Mo Nan still had some expectations.

Although his current abilities were strong, the lack of a cultivation realm was frustrating.

Even though the average lifespan of ordinary people in this world was a bit longer than on Earth, around a hundred years, that wasn't what Mo Nan wanted.

He wanted to live as long as the heavens and earth.

If he couldn't achieve that, wouldn't he be letting down countless transmigrator predecessors?

With these thoughts in mind, Mo Nan quickly tidied everything up.

Then, Mo Nan sat on the sofa, becoming a statue.

Ji Ruxue sat beside him, her refreshing fragrance lingering around Mo Nan's nose, but Mo Nan remained unmoved.

He was now just a model, for people to admire and relieve their longing.

Perhaps, this was the legendary 'seeing an object and thinking of the person'.

No, it was 'seeing the person and thinking of the person'.

Soon, a warm, jade-like hand caressed Mo Nan's face, and her pleasant voice sounded.

"It's been centuries, are you doing well? I miss you so much. I heard that you have completed the Hundred School Challenge, and countless brilliant talents of this generation have been defeated by you. You are the most dazzling star in the sky."

"Alas, a grand dream of a thousand autumns, a dream of a thousand years, feels more like torture to me now. I fear the pain of longing, and I also fear that after forgetting everything, I will develop emotional entanglements with someone other than you, even if it's fake, I don't want to..."

Mo Nan just listened to Ji Ruxue's words of longing, like a lover confessing their feelings, without showing much reaction.

He had thought about showing some reaction before, but was reminded to be mindful of his position. Since then, Mo Nan had been honest, focusing on being a good model.

Mo Nan was already used to Ji Ruxue's incoherent words.

He even suspected that this girl might have some mental illness?

Centuries apart, shaking the world, Mo Nan had never heard of any of that. Even though martial artists were different from ordinary people, they used the same internet. Mo Nan had really never seen anything about shaking the world.

Mo Nan sometimes wondered if Ji Ruxue's so-called white moonlight didn't exist at all? Was it just something she had imagined?

And his nominal wife, it seemed, was not as simple as she appeared.

She was a martial artist, and her strength might not be low. Although Mo Nan didn't know what realm she was in, just that wisp of aura she had inadvertently revealed was more terrifying than the Yuan Dan realm expert he had encountered half a year ago.

Alas, everyone has their own secrets.

He just didn't know, since she was a martial artist, why was she so focused on business? He never saw her cultivate.

All her actions were no different from ordinary people.

Shaking his head, Mo Nan stopped thinking about it. He was just an employee, what did the boss's affairs have to do with him?

A full half hour later, Ji Ruxue finally looked enough and said enough, and got up to leave.

For some reason, Mo Nan suddenly felt that her graceful back was a bit desolate, giving people the idea of wanting to pull her into his arms and take good care of her.

Shaking his head, Mo Nan also stood up and returned to his room.

He closed his eyes and entered contemplation.

......

The next day, Mo Nan and Ji Ruxue arrived together at the entrance of a quiet and elegant courtyard house.

At this time, countless luxury cars were already parked at the entrance, and fortunately there was a legendary space formation here, otherwise, there really wouldn't be any place to put so many cars.

Mo Nan had long known that the courtyard house in front of him was the Martial Dao Palace.

It was said that this was a magical method of powerful martial artists, said to be some kind of spatial power. A small courtyard house, it was said, had a different world inside, as if it was its own world.

Mo Nan had only heard of such methods, but had never seen them with his own eyes.

Although Zhenbao Pavilion also had simple applications of space formations, it only made the space slightly larger, and although the visual impact was there, it wasn't very big.

Mo Nan still wanted to see the magic of the Martial Dao Palace.

After Mo Nan and his party got out of the car, Ji Ruxue, breaking the habit, took Mo Nan's arm.

Although Mo Nan was a little surprised, he didn't think much about it, and his expression didn't change much.

The two of them walked towards the gate of the courtyard house, arm in arm.

Just as the two were about to walk to the door, a cold voice came from behind.

"Stop."

Mo Nan and his party paused, and both frowned at the same time, then slowly turned around.

What caught the eye was a young man who was a little handsome, but the gloomy temperament could be felt from a distance.

At this moment, the young man was looking at Mo Nan and his party with gloomy eyes, as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Who are you?"

Mo Nan frowned and spoke faintly.

However, Mo Nan helplessly found that he was ignored.

The young man looked at Ji Ruxue, who had snow-white long hair, a graceful figure, and was like a celestial maiden, and said with a gloomy face:

"Ji Ruxue, you are just an ordinary person with some skills, it is your honor that I took a fancy to you, it's okay if you don't want to, but you actually found such a toy, you are humiliating me!"

Ji Ruxue glanced at the man indifferently, and spat out a cold syllable:

"Get lost."

"What the hell are you talking about? Bitch, say it again!"

Listening to Ji Ruxue's cold words, the young man was completely angry. While shouting loudly, a martial artist's coercion came towards Mo Nan and his party.

Yuan Dan realm powerhouse? Mo Nan raised his eyebrows, and instantly knew the strength of this guy.

However, listening to the man's disrespectful words to Ji Ruxue, Mo Nan was also a little angry.

A pair of star eyes narrowed slightly, and a wisp of dark red energy flashed in Mo Nan's eyes.