“Senior Brother Lin really said that?” Jia Ling looked utterly shocked.
Gu Zi nodded. “Word for word. That’s exactly what Senior Brother Lin meant.”
Wasn’t Senior Brother Lin always the one who doted on Shen Ke’er the most?
For him to suddenly act so cold today… Could it be that they had fallen out?
Jia Ling couldn’t figure out what kind of conflict could make Lin Mo suddenly stop caring about Shen Ke’er altogether.
After all, aside from food, clothing, and shelter—
Lin Mo had always given his most precious cultivation resources to Shen Ke’er.
The high-grade pills he obtained, he gave to Shen Ke’er, while he himself only used lower-quality ones.
That was why Shen Ke’er, despite her three spiritual roots, was able to reach Foundation Establishment so early.
Not to mention, Jia Ling knew that during Lin Mo’s past expeditions, he had collected many rare medicinal spiritual plants.
Yet, he had never used them on himself.
Like the outer disciples, he only used the most basic healing medicines.
All those precious herbs?
They were all reserved for Shen Ke’er.
Even if she suffered just a minor scratch, Lin Mo would make sure she had the best possible treatment.
As one of the earlier disciples to enter the sect, Jia Ling had witnessed firsthand how much Lin Mo cared for Shen Ke’er.
Back then, when she found out about it, she was utterly dumbfounded.
If someone who didn’t know Lin Mo’s personality saw this, they’d probably worship him as a living saint.
To be honest, Jia Ling had always been envious of Shen Ke’er.
Or rather—not just envious, but outright jealous.
Why was Shen Ke’er so lucky?
Not only was she taken in by Lin Mo, but she was also spoiled and protected by him.
But now…
Seeing Lin Mo’s current attitude toward Shen Ke’er, Jia Ling felt oddly satisfied.
Following Lin Mo’s instructions, Jia Ling made her way to Master Yuehua’s courtyard and briefly reported the situation.
Lately, Master Yuehua had been completely overwhelmed by Qingzhu Peak’s crisis.
On top of that, her daily life had taken a serious hit.
She was also wrestling with guilt over neglecting Lin Mo.
So, frankly, she had no energy to worry about Shen Ke’er.
Besides—
If even Lin Mo, who always doted on Shen Ke’er, didn’t care, why should she?
Instead, Master Yuehua simply praised, “Ke’er has a good heart. She’s learning to contribute to Qingzhu Peak.”
“She’s already in Foundation Establishment, and she’s had plenty of guidance from Lin Mo. It’s good for her to gain some experience in the Great Continent Mountains.”
Jia Ling felt a little… strange.
Master Yuehua probably didn’t go to the Great Continent Mountains very often…
Because from what she knew, the reason Lin Mo could successfully hunt there was because of his careful trial and error, gradually developing his own survival strategies.
She still vividly remembered the first time Lin Mo came back from hunting.
That day, Lin Mo was covered in blood, his body riddled with cuts and wounds.
He had been in a truly miserable state.
That was the first time she had ever seen Senior Brother Lin in such a wretched condition.
And that was also the first time she realized how dangerous the Great Continent Mountains really were.
That injury—
Only she knew that Lin Mo never told anyone.
Instead, he had silently nursed his wounds alone in the kitchen storage room.
From that day on, Lin Mo continued going back to the Great Continent Mountains.
Each time, the injuries became lighter and lighter—
Until recent years, when he could finally hunt in the outer region without getting hurt.
Thinking back, it seemed like Lin Mo had never once mentioned these past injuries to Master Yuehua.
She figured—
It was probably because he didn’t want Master Yuehua to worry.
Her Senior Brother Lin…
He was just too thoughtful.
Jia Ling felt like crying.
She really had no idea what she was thinking back then, when she actually had feelings for Ye Kai.
And as for Shen Ke’er?
Since both Lin Mo and Master Yuehua didn’t seem to care anymore—
Then she wouldn’t either.
She had already done her part.
Whatever happened next wasn’t her problem.
For the next few days, Shen Ke’er remained in the Great Continent Mountains and did not return.
Meanwhile, Ye Kai, who was only at the Qi Refinement stage, had stayed behind.
First, Shen Ke’er wouldn’t let him go.
Second, he didn’t want to go anyway.
Without Shen Ke’er, his meals had gotten even worse.
Left with no choice, he frequented the cafeteria, trying to get close to Jia Ling.
However, Jia Ling didn’t give him even the slightest bit of face.
She continued serving him only steamed buns and pickled vegetables.
Whenever Ye Kai tried to strike up a conversation, she completely ignored him.
The only thing she ever said to him was—
“Eat it or don’t. If you’re not eating, get lost!”
After a few failed attempts, Ye Kai finally realized—
There was no way he was going to get anything out of Jia Ling.
But his stomach was growling, so in the end, he had to slump away miserably with his plate of steamed buns and pickled vegetables.
Jia Ling scoffed inwardly—
Oh? So now you can eat this just fine? Who were you trying to impress before?
Meanwhile, the disciples of Qingzhu Peak were waiting anxiously—
Waiting for Lin Mo to leave seclusion!
Thanks to Jia Ling’s efforts, they had finally realized how important Lin Mo truly was.
They couldn’t take it anymore—they were sick of eating nothing but buns and pickles!
For so many years, Qingzhu Peak had remained stable.
And wasn’t it all because Lin Mo had been managing everything?
Now, he had only been absent for two months, and yet…
They couldn’t even get a proper meal!
At this point, they were completely convinced—
As long as Senior Brother Lin was here, Qingzhu Peak would never fall into chaos.
Inside his room, Lin Mo was living the good life.
Every day, his “regret value” kept increasing.
A life where he only had to worry about himself—it was pure bliss!
His daily routine consisted of:
- Stabilizing his cultivation
- Practicing sword techniques
- Occasionally rolling the system’s “random ten-draw gacha”
As a result, his stats had improved significantly.
He even obtained a mid-tier Earth-grade sword technique.
Although his “Nameless Sword Art” wasn’t progressing any further, he had already mastered the “Three Thousand Sword Technique”.
His newly acquired sword technique had also reached the fourth layer.
Status Panel
- Host: Lin Mo
- Race: Human
- Physique: Sword Heart Clarity
- Talent: Sword Spiritual Root
- Cultivation: Early Golden Core (“Flawless Golden Core”)
Cultivation Techniques:
- Spirit Green Technique (High Profound-tier) – Level 6
- Rejuvenation Technique (Mid Profound-tier) – Level 6
- Three Thousand Sword Technique (Low Profound-tier) – MAX
- Golden Light Shield (Mid Yellow-tier) – MAX
- Nameless Sword Art (Mid Heaven-tier) – Level 3
- Seven Kills Sword Technique (Mid Earth-tier) – Level 4
Skills:
- Cooking: 6.3
- Planting: 5.2
- Formations: 7.2
- Music: 7.6
- Alchemy: 5.9
- Chess: 7.0
- Weapon Refining: 4.3
Regret Value: 74,260
Lin Mo was quite satisfied with his progress.
Of course, he had also obtained plenty of Profound-tier and Yellow-tier techniques—
But they weren’t useful, so he couldn’t be bothered to practice them.
Now that things had settled down, he planned to leave seclusion in a few days.
Meanwhile, in the Great Continent Mountains…
At the very edge of the mountains, Shen Ke’er had already been struggling for seven days.
The once glamorous and proud girl was long gone.
Her body was covered in wounds, her steps slow and unsteady as she dragged herself toward the outermost region of the mountains.
Suddenly—
A massive shadow loomed in front of her.
It was a giant spider-like demonic beast.
Her eyes filled with terror.
Gone was her arrogance and confidence from before.
If she couldn’t defeat this beast—
Her only fate would be death.
At that moment, regret flooded her heart—
Why did I come here alone?
Why didn’t I listen to my senior brother’s warning?
