At this point, Mo Yu possessed a grand total of 2,300 Villain Points.
He was still roughly one hundred "small goals" away from obtaining the Chaos Great Dao Technique.
In other words, he would need to suppress approximately one million Children of Destiny on his level before he could afford it.
This System truly knew how to do business.
Using a supreme cultivation technique as bait, it could easily tempt someone into hunting down a million Children of Destiny.
Simply shameless.
Around them, the mortals whispered among themselves.
Countless envious gazes gathered on Chu Yuli.
To be chosen by an Immortal.
To become the disciple of such a powerful cultivator.
Her future was undoubtedly limitless.
Mo Yu reached out and helped Chu Yuli to her feet.
"From today onward, you are my first disciple."
With a casual wave of his hand, a set of Heavenly Profound Holy Land disciple robes and a storage ring flew toward her.
"I only have one requirement."
Mo Yu's expression turned serious.
"Don't come looking for me unless something important happens."
He paused briefly.
"Actually, even if something important happens, try not to come looking for me."
Chu Yuli blinked.
For a moment, she wasn't sure how to respond.
Was this really something a master should say?
Meanwhile, Mo Yu felt perfectly justified.
The Heavenly Profound Holy Land had no shortage of elders and instructors.
There was no need for him to personally teach his disciple.
Besides, the two of them clearly weren't compatible.
He was the type who constantly courted danger.
As long as he wasn't dead, he was usually on his way to cause trouble somewhere.
"This disciple understands."
Chu Yuli bowed respectfully.
Inwardly, however, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Perfect.
This arrangement suited her just fine.
Her fingers lightly brushed over the exquisite disciple robes.
Her intuition told her that they were far from ordinary.
Unfortunately, she lacked the cultivation to identify their true value.
After examining them briefly, she carefully stored everything inside her storage ring.
At that moment, Yan Xi's teasing voice echoed in Mo Yu's mind.
"Why did you take her as a disciple?"
"Have you taken a liking to that little girl?"
Mo Yu rolled his eyes.
"Sister Yan Xi, how about we make a bet?"
"Oh?"
Yan Xi raised an eyebrow.
"What kind of bet?"
Mo Yu glanced at Chu Yuli.
"In the future, she'll reach at least the Mahayana Realm."
Yan Xi's beautiful brows immediately rose.
"You think that highly of her?"
"Of course."
Mo Yu smiled confidently.
"She's my disciple."
Yan Xi laughed softly.
Her voice was filled with amusement.
"What do you want to wager?"
Clearly, she didn't believe his judgment.
Did he really think Mahayana cultivators grew like cabbages by the roadside?
Countless geniuses had spent their entire lives unable to cross that threshold.
Reaching the Mahayana Realm required more than talent.
It required perseverance.
Opportunity.
Fortune.
And a bit of luck from the heavens themselves.
Mo Yu suddenly found himself speechless.
He genuinely didn't know what to bet.
After all, given their relationship, he could simply ask for whatever he wanted anyway.
Seeing his expression, Yan Xi immediately understood what he was thinking.
A sweet smile bloomed on her face.
Two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her cheeks.
"How about this?"
"I've never experienced having a disciple like you before."
"If you lose, you'll wash my feet."
"If I lose, I'll wash yours."
"What do you think?"
Mo Yu's divine sense instinctively drifted downward.
Yan Xi's jade-like feet came into view.
They were fair, delicate, and exquisitely beautiful.
Faint blue veins could be seen beneath her snow-white skin.
Her ankles were slender and elegant.
The curves of her feet were smooth and graceful.
Her toes were small and perfectly formed, lined up like polished pearls.
Though she existed only as a soul body, a faint halo surrounded her, adding a dreamy and ethereal beauty.
Mo Yu immediately withdrew his gaze.
"A deal is a deal."
He coughed lightly.
"Sister Yan Xi, just prepare to wash my feet in the future."
Yan Xi merely smiled.
Her eyes curved into crescents.
She neither agreed nor disagreed.
Inwardly, however, she found the idea amusing.
Having Little Mo wash her feet sounded surprisingly entertaining.
Mo Yu then turned his attention back to Chu Yuli.
He noticed that the injuries she had suffered during her struggle against Zhang San and Li Si had not fully healed.
Moreover, there were numerous hidden injuries accumulated over years of hardship.
Without hesitation, he took out a golden medicinal pill.
"Eat this."
The pill floated gently toward her.
Chu Yuli caught it instinctively.
The medicinal pill was warm to the touch.
A faint medicinal fragrance drifted from its surface, refreshing both body and mind.
Her brows immediately furrowed.
Her vigilance skyrocketed.
A medicinal pill?
Could it be poison?
Years ago, her former master had attempted to feed her a poisoned pill before carrying out a possession ritual.
Fortunately, she had discovered the scheme beforehand and escaped.
The memory remained deeply etched into her heart.
However, after thinking about it carefully, she quickly calmed down.
With Mo Yu's strength, killing her would be effortless.
There was no reason to go through so much trouble.
After a brief hesitation, she swallowed the pill.
The moment it entered her mouth, it melted.
A warm current instantly surged through her limbs and meridians.
The pain from her injuries rapidly faded.
A pleasant tingling sensation spread throughout her body.
The hidden wounds that had plagued her for years were repaired one after another.
Even her spiritual energy began to rise.
There were faint signs of an imminent breakthrough.
Chu Yuli's eyes widened.
"Master... this is..."
"Nurturing Essence Pill."
Mo Yu answered casually.
"N-Nurturing Essence Pill?!"
Chu Yuli gasped.
Her beautiful face was filled with disbelief.
"The Nurturing Essence Pill used by Foundation Establishment Cultivators to heal their injuries?"
She had once heard her family's elders mention it.
That medicinal pill was considered a healing treasure.
It was worth an enormous fortune and was nearly impossible for ordinary cultivators to obtain.
Yet Mo Yu had casually handed one to her.
A mere Qi Refining cultivator.
"W-Why?"
Her voice trembled slightly.
She couldn't understand it.
A single Nurturing Essence Pill was valuable enough to purchase countless cultivation resources.
If someone truly wanted a cultivation cauldron, they could easily buy dozens of Qi Refining cultivators with the value of this one pill alone.
Why would he waste such a precious treasure on her?