Chapter 156 The Yellow Spring True Water

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Entering the headquarters from the side, Chen Mo headed straight for the Hall of Merit.

With the merit points he received last night, he now has two thousand points, which he plans to exchange for Yellow Spring True Water to keep in reserve.

The "True Method of Controlling Water in the Yellow Springs" can only be practiced after reaching the Condensing Evil Realm, but true water is something that can only be obtained by chance, so it's better to keep it in hand for peace of mind.

The second time he entered the Hall of Merit, the oppressive feeling he had before was gone; only a gaze swept over him.

The door was ajar.

He pushed the door open and went in.

There were several people lined up inside, both men and women.

Chen Mo stood at the end of the line, his gaze passing over the heads in front of him and landing on the back of the counter.

I guess they changed shifts today. I didn't see the two men from before. There were only two men, probably in their thirties, sitting there, wearing the logistics uniforms of the Town Strange Division.

One was keeping track of the accounts, while the other was checking the tokens being handed in.

The people ahead of me were all here to exchange for cultivation techniques.

Chen Mo noticed that they were exchanging ordinary items, mostly costing one or two hundred yuan, with three hundred yuan being considered a lot.

"Next."

He took two steps forward when suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"Chen Mo? Are you here to change your cultivation technique too?"

Chen Mo turned his head.

A round face came closer, eyes narrowed into slits, and a憨厚 smile appeared.

It turned out to be Shen Bao.

They had shared a dormitory before, but after the training camp ended, they went their separate ways, and Chen Mo didn't know where he was assigned.

"It really is you!" Shen Bao moved closer to him. "How much have you saved up?"

"Not much, I just came here today to exchange some materials."

Chen Mo tugged at the corners of his mouth, which could be considered a smile.

Shen Bao was used to his manner and continued, "I had a mission earlier and was lucky enough to get 100 merit points. Our captain lent me another 200 points."

"Let me tell you, I've had my eye on that book, 'The Art of Cultivating Qi,' for a long time, and I've been waiting for today..."

The person in front of you has finished, and the teller calls out to the next person.

Chen Mo took a step forward and handed the token in.

The woman who kept the books received the token.

She took the token and casually placed it on a black stone slab behind the counter.

two thousand.

The woman keeping the accounts glanced at the line of numbers and paused for a moment.

She looked up at the excessively young face in front of her, then looked down at the stone slab again to confirm it.

two thousand.

That's right.

The clerk next to her, who was eating sunflower seeds, noticed her odd behavior, glanced at the stone slab, and stopped eating the seeds.

"What do you want to exchange?" The woman keeping the accounts asked, her voice a little more steady than before, though the slight tremor in her eyes hadn't completely subsided.

"A drop of true water from the Yellow Springs," Chen Mo said.

The woman keeping the accounts nodded, stood up, and took his token, walking towards a small door at the back.

The door was painted dark brown, with a copper trim around the frame, making it look much thicker than the door itself.

There was a moment of silence in front of the counter.

Shen Bao stood behind Chen Mo, her smile still on her face, but her eyes widened.

"Two...two thousand?" His voice cracked, then he quickly lowered it, tugging at Chen Mo's sleeve. "Where did you get so much? Holy crap, we graduated at the same time..."

The people waiting nearby also turned around, their gazes falling on Chen Mo. Some were surprised, some were scrutinizing, and a few had complicated expressions, it was hard to tell whether it was envy or something else.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"Comparison is the thief of joy."

"He must have borrowed it from someone, he's so young..."

Whispers filled the hall like a swarm of gnats buzzing.

Chen Mo didn't turn around or say anything; he just stood there, his gaze fixed on the dark brown door.

Shen Bao stood beside him, her round face filled with shock, wanting to ask something but not knowing where to begin.

You can't exactly say that you borrowed it from someone else, can you?

Who has such a large investment?

He suddenly felt that the token in his hand was a little too hot.

The dark brown door opened.

The woman who kept the accounts came out, holding an ebony box about the size of a palm.

She placed the box on the counter and pushed it in front of him.

"Open it and check it."

Chen Mo opened the box.

Inside, there was a bright yellow silk lining, and in the center of the silk lay a glass bottle.

The bottle was about the size of a thumb, and crystal clear.

But as soon as you hold it in your hand, a bone-chilling coldness shoots straight up from your fingertips and quickly creeps up your arm and into your body.

Chen Mo groaned, and the Yin energy within his body circulated on its own, instantly refining the chill.

"sharp!"

He carefully placed the bottle in his palm and weighed it; this small thing actually weighed more than a pound.

The bottle was filled with an unknown, transparent liquid.

Looking through the liquid, you can see a single, extremely dark drop of black liquid suspended in the center of the bottle.

It's not the black of ink, but rather a deep, dark black like that of a black hole.

It can absorb light and also devour eyesight.

Even though it was only one drop, it made it seem as if the entire bottle of liquid had been soaked through by it.

Chen Mo stared at the drop of black liquid and suddenly felt a slight stinging in his eyes.

"Don't stare at it," the woman keeping the accounts said. "It's bad for your mental health if you look at it for too long."

Chen Mo blinked and quickly looked away.

"What's being poured out here?" he asked.

"Heavy water," the woman keeping the accounts said. "It was taken from the bottom of the Netherworld Pool. One pound of heavy water can suppress one drop of real water."

"Only by soaking it in heavy water can it be trapped."

She added, "Even so, heavy water can only block about 70-80% of the water flow; it will still need to be replaced eventually."

"This bottle was newly sealed last month and will last for a year."

Chen Mo nodded and closed the box.

"What happens after you use it? How do you remove it?"

"Retrieve it from heavy water." The woman keeping the accounts glanced at him. "You didn't go back to check it, did you? This stuff needs to be dissolved before use. Be careful not to corrode your weapon."

She thought Chen Mo had exchanged it for use in melting weapons.

"Okay, thanks for reminding me."

After thanking him, Chen Mo took the box and turned to leave.

As he passed by Shen Bao, the other person was still standing there, stunned.

Chen Mo nodded to him, without stopping.

The accountant's voice came from behind: "Next..."

Shen Bao snapped out of his daze, took two steps forward, and handed the token in.

The woman took it and placed it on the black stone slab.

three hundred.

There was no expression behind the counter.

Standing there, Shen Bao suddenly realized that his three hundred points didn't seem like much after all.

......

Chen Mo pushed open the door of the Hall of Merit. The midday sun was so bright and dazzling that it made him squint.

As soon as I stepped down the steps, I bumped into an old man.

The man walked hurriedly, head down, without even glancing at him.

"Is the Yellow Springs True Water ever replaced?"

"What?! One drop was actually swapped out?"

"Take it off the shelves! Take it off the shelves immediately! The higher-ups have given the order: from today onwards, not a single drop is allowed to be sold outside the store..."

Chen Mo glanced at the box containing the Yellow Spring True Water in his hand and quickened his pace to leave.

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