King of the Fairy City

To Ye Mo's expectation, the mysterious demon cultivator flying over did not look like a monster, but an old man with a white beard wearing a blue robe.

"Eight Spirit Root cultivators, can't they reach the foundation building stage?"

Ye Mo smiled.

The blue-robed old man did not have a magic shield around his body, but stood directly in the sea water, as if the huge sea pressure here had no effect on him.

The old man waved his sleeves, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed into a ball, and his eyes were shining brightly as he stared at Ye Mo.

"It is too rare for human monks who have eight kinds of spiritual roots at the same time and can upgrade their cultivation to the foundation building stage.

The old man in blue robe did not directly answer Ye Mo's question, but instead murmured to himself uneasily.

"Tell me, what do you want the soul-nourishing tree to do?"

The old man in blue robe laughed, changed the subject, and asked about Ye Mo.

When Ye Mo heard the old man asking these words, his face suddenly became a little ugly.

Before the blue-robed old man appeared, Ye Mo had been thinking about giving a reasonable reason for this mysterious senior to give him the soul-nurturing wood.

But when he actually faced the blue-robed old man, Ye Mo felt as if he was not wearing any clothes, and he was instantly seen thoroughly by the other party.

Ye Mo knew very well that it would be impossible to deceive this person, but he really didn't want to tell the truth.

Xuanyue Sword Master is his biggest secret. If it weren't for the time when he had to tell it, Ye Mo would never reveal the information about Xuanyue Sword Master.

"senior……"

After being silent for a while, Ye Mo said uneasily, "I'm sorry that I can't tell you the true purpose, but I will never use the soul-nurturing wood for anything other than evil. I'm just rescuing a friend. Please forgive me, senior."

After Ye Mo rejected the blue-robed old man, he immediately became a little uneasy.

The blue-robed old man's expression was indifferent, and he did not know any changes because of Ye Mo's rejection.

"Forget it, not telling is better than lying. You human monks love lying the most in your life. It was like this ten thousand years ago, and it will still be like this ten thousand years later. After experiencing the lessons ten thousand years ago, there is no progress at all. Fortunately, the human race Not all the monks in our clan are full of lies. You are unwilling to answer, but this makes me quite satisfied."

Ye Mo was startled when he heard this, and was secretly glad that he didn't come up with those nonsense excuses to deceive the blue-robed old man in front of him.

However, the blue-robed old man said something about you human race to the left and you human race again. It seems that he is definitely a demon monk.

"Senior... aren't you a human monk?"

Ye Mo asked cautiously and tentatively.

"Human monk?"

The old man in blue robe was speechless for a while, then burst out laughing.

Thousands of feet deep on the seabed, the old man in blue robe has no magic shield to isolate the sea water, but his behavior is natural and smooth, almost no different from the human race on land.

"Why do you think I am a human monk, just because of my current appearance?"

The old man in blue robe said with a strange expression.

Ye Mo really didn't know how to proceed.

If the old man in blue robe is not a human race, then he is most likely a demon cultivator. Thinking about a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage calmly chatting with him face to face, Ye Mo felt chills running down his spine.

If the Jindan demon cultivator can kill him with just one slap, the Nascent Soul demon cultivator can shake him to pieces with just a casual breath.

"Senior...Senior is a Nascent Soul stage demon cultivator?"

Ye Mo muttered several times and said.

The old man in blue robe was startled when he heard this, and his expression when he looked at Ye Mo became extremely weird.

After a long time, the old man in blue robe suddenly sighed and said tiredly: "You can go, I won't embarrass you. Since you have never deceived me, I also believe that you can keep the secrets of this place."

Seeing that the old man in blue robe suddenly issued an order to expel guests, Ye Mo suddenly didn't know what to do.

Is he really a Nascent Soul demon cultivator, or has some other identity? Ye Mo really can't figure out where he offended him.

"I'm not blaming you, it's just the soul nourishing tree. I can never hand it over to you easily."

The old man seemed to have read through Ye Mo's thoughts.

"But senior"

Ye Mo gritted his teeth and said with a heart, "The soul-raising tree is not a priceless treasure, why did the senior insist on rejecting it?"

The old man in blue robe ignored Ye Mo's request and turned to leave.

"How about this? As long as the senior is willing to give up the soul-nurturing wood, the junior can agree to any request. Although the junior is only in the foundation building stage, I think there are a few things that the senior can appreciate."

After missing this opportunity, Ye Mo really didn't know where to look for the soul-nurturing wood and soul-fixing beads.

In desperation, Ye Mo even proposed to exchange the thousand-year elixir for the soul-nurturing wood.

Thousand-year elixir is extremely rare for both the human race and other races.

Even the Nascent Soul monster with the highest level of cultivation among the human monks that Ye Mo knew only had a lifespan of a thousand years. In the world of immortality, the value of a thousand-year elixir is so high that it is difficult to measure.

"You have a thousand-year elixir in exchange for my soul-nurturing wood?"

The old man in blue robe shook his body, finally stopped and turned around slowly.

The look on the blue-robed old man's face was not just one of shock.

He looked Ye Mo up and down for a long time, and kept muttering the word "impossible" in his mouth, his bright eyes suddenly flashed with light.

Ye Mo put forward the condition of exchanging the thousand-year elixir for the soul-nurturing wood, which was indeed a great determination.

If it were in the world of human monks, he would never be able to bear the sensational effect that the thousand-year elixir might cause.

Let alone a monk at the Nascent Soul stage, even a terrifying existence beyond the Nascent Soul stage would probably fight for the thousand-year elixir.

Only in the uninhabited depths of the sea, facing a demon cultivator with unpredictable strength, would Ye Mo reveal some of his trump cards.

Ye Mo has also carefully considered exchanging other items for the soul-nurturing wood, but if the other party is really a Nascent Soul stage demon cultivator, even if Ye Mo offers an exotic treasure that is a hundred times more valuable than the soul-nurturing wood, I'm afraid he won't Being looked down upon by the other party, they may even think that he is insulting the dignity of a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator and become furious.

Although the thousand-year elixir is precious, the majestic power of it is not something Ye Mo can bear.

Even if he reaches the realm of golden elixir, Ye Mo must use a unique refining formula to refine the spiritual grass into elixir before he can take it reluctantly. Even so, Ye Mo will waste seven thousand years of elixir. 80% potency

Only in the Nascent Soul stage can Ye Mo truly absorb the thousand-year elixir completely.

The realm of Nascent Soul is so far away from the current Ye Mo

On the contrary, the soul-nurturing wood will allow him to get great benefits in a short time, which is far more useful than the thousand-year elixir that he is currently using.

Moreover, Ye Mo does not only have one thousand-year-old elixir. Even if he gives away one, it is not a pity. As long as the ancient painting scroll is there, it won't take long for Ye Mo to use the other elixirs he obtained from the Purple Sword Immortal Palace. The medicine is cultivated into a thousand-year-old elixir.

What's more, if this blue-robed old man is really a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, he will definitely owe him a favor for this thousand-year-old elixir.

That was a favor from a Nascent Soul demon cultivator. Just thinking about it, Ye Mo felt that the deal was definitely worth it.

"Do you really have a thousand-year elixir?"

The old man in blue robe asked three times in a row, his breathing was rapid and his tone of voice was several times more urgent than Ye Mo before.

"How dare I deceive my seniors? As long as my seniors can take out the soul-nurturing tree, the thousand-year-old elixir in my hands will naturally belong to my seniors."

Faced with the temptation of a thousand-year elixir, even a Nascent Soul stage monk would find it difficult to refuse. Ye Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man in blue robe was startled, then nodded.

As Ye Mo expected, he was indeed a Nascent Soul stage demon cultivator, and his body was the demon dolphin that Ye Mo had just seen not long ago.

The old man in blue robe had already discovered Ye Mo's existence when he sneaked into the ravine on the seabed.

For some special reasons, the old man in blue robe did not hate the human race. After all, this is no longer the era of war between immortals and demons, and there are not so many blood feuds.

He had been carefully observing Ye Mo's actions, and found that although this human monk was not high in cultivation, he was extremely vigilant, and seemed to have noticed the extraordinary nature of the stone pillar and did not enter rashly.

Ye Mo's dilemma was also visible to him. He originally thought that the other party would just leave, but he didn't expect that he would grit his teeth and rush over in the end.

The old man in blue robe stopped him in time and finally turned into a human form to meet Ye Mo.

The old man in blue robe also knew that Ye Mo was not the ghost cultivators he had seen before, so his attitude softened a lot.

Especially when Ye Mo showed his aptitude for possessing eight kinds of spiritual roots, the blue-robed old man's state of mind, which had been peaceful for many years, was shaken.

He has already lived beyond the one thousand years of the Nascent Soul Realm. If he were not a demon cultivator, he would have died due to the exhaustion of his lifespan.

The lifespan of monster beasts is generally much longer than that of humans, especially for monster cultivators.

"Even if it is a thousand-year-old elixir, you may not be able to exchange it for a piece of soul-nurturing wood from me. Let's take a look at your things first."

The old man in blue robe only lost his composure for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal, and his expression became extremely dull again.

These words immediately made Ye Mo dumbfounded.

"The thousand-year-old elixir was exchanged for a piece of soul-nurturing wood. I got such a huge bargain and still refuses to be satisfied. What on earth does this damn old man want?"

Ye Mo suppressed the anger in his heart.

However, the expression on the old man's face and the vague and peaceful aura on his body were all telling him a fact. Thousand-year-old elixir is not too rare for him

Ye Mo had a splitting headache.

Although the cultivation methods of demon cultivators are different from those of humans, they still need to take various spiritual medicines. However, demon cultivators usually devour them directly through the force of their physical bodies instead of refining them into elixirs.

"Senior...are you really not even interested in the thousand-year-old elixir?"

Ye Mo said frustrated.

The old man in blue robe glared at Ye Mo, and said gently stroking his beard, "It's not necessarily what I said. If it is really the medicinal material that I need, you can consider trading it."

"senior"

Ye Mo couldn't help but said, "There are hundreds of thousands of kinds of elixirs in the world. It's not easy for juniors to get a thousand-year-old elixir. How can there be the kind that seniors need? Seniors, don't you Is he teasing the juniors?"