Han Mo's Cultivation Chronicle (Eight)

With the help of the straw sandals, Han Mo's speed increased rapidly. He then used some covert methods to collect blood to speed up the processing of the wind-blown grass, and processed all the grass that he had stuffed into his basket that day.

It was because of this incident that Han Mo noticed that there were always people loitering around him, one of whom was holding a bronze mirror. If he wasn't mistaken, it was the Eight Trigrams Mirror mentioned in the records.

When used in conjunction with magic, the Eight Trigrams Mirror can search for Aberrant auras in the surrounding area. However, currently, since the magic only involves Zombie, the Eight Trigrams Mirror can only search for Zombie at present.

Although the other party did not find Han Mo, they did make Han Mo realize something: the gathering place had begun to secretly recruit Daoists. The magical artifacts made by Daoists need a slight amount of spiritual power to activate them in order to work. Even items like peach wood swords would be much less effective against Zombie without the activation of spiritual power.

The distorted power of the Correctors is too violent. It's not that they can't use magical artifacts, but after using them a few times, the artifacts will be damaged. They also won't lower themselves to search for people. The Daoist priest in front of them is not the same colleague they met that day.

From the moment he started collecting blood to the immediate investigation, it was clear that the number of Daoist priests was not small. Watching his fellow Daoists cautiously pass by his hideout again, Han Mo glanced back at a pair of woven straw sandals. These sandals were made of low-pollution wind-blown grass, and the wind support they provided was quite good. Perhaps now was an opportunity to sell them?

Han Mo picked up his straw sandals, not rushing to pursue the transaction. This place was too close to his stronghold; if the other party really wanted to search, they could easily find it. For the time being, it was best not to expose this stronghold.

With the added wind power provided by his Gale Grass Sandals, Han Mo moved as lightly as a swallow. With the help of concealment techniques, he carefully followed behind his companion with the Eight Trigrams Mirror. Fortunately, he was so careful, otherwise he would have been discovered immediately.

Behind this fellow traveler were several inconspicuously dressed individuals. These people trailed behind their companion at a distance, looking tense. Judging from their demeanor, they were neither Zombie nor robbers from a gang. Therefore, they could only be scouts sent from the settlement.

If Han Mo hadn't used a concealment technique, he probably would have been discovered the moment he caught up. So Han Mo broke free from the pursuit, predicted the path of his companion, and quickly went to wait for him, while also disguising himself.

When the Daoist priest arrived at the alley with the Eight Trigrams mirror, he saw the person standing there, completely covered up. He glanced down at the Eight Trigrams mirror, but there was no reaction from the Zombie. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the person opposite him lower his voice and say, "Daoist priest."

"Currently, those who know about Daoists are either Zombie or the upper echelons of the gathering place, or fellow Daoists." The Eight Trigrams Daoist's mind worked quickly. He waved to the people behind him, signaling them not to come closer, and then asked in a low voice, "Fellow Daoists?"

"That's right. I saw your Eight Trigrams mirror and came over for a friendly chat, since we're on the same side now." Han Mo emphasized the words "friendly" and "side": "And I'd also like to make some trades with you, exchanging what we have."

"Welcome..." The Eight Trigrams Daoist nodded. They were all Daoists, natural allies. Anyone who was smart enough to see through the Daoists' situation would protect the interests of the Daoists as a whole, at least in the early stages.

Han Mo then had a quick conversation with the Eight Trigrams Daoist and learned about the current treatment of Daoists in the settlement. They were treated well, had a high status, and never lacked living supplies. They would also help collect various magical artifacts and materials. However, there was one condition: the House of Inheritance had to be handed over.

"Fortunately, my heirloom is a leaf, which has a slight ability to gather and distort power, so it's alright to hand it over," the Eight Trigrams Daoist said in a low voice. "If you don't want to join the settlement, please hide immediately afterward. I will report all your information. Please forgive me."

"It's only right." Han Mo knew that the other party wouldn't fight against the settlement for his sake, so he took out the straw sandals he had woven and said to the Eight Trigrams Daoist, "These are the Gale Grass Sandals I made with the help of inherited items. They work quite well. I still have some left. I'll come to you again in a while. I hope you can help me find a buyer."

"Alright, I'll cover this up for you." The Eight Trigrams Daoist nodded. Although he had joined the community, he knew that in the future, the Daoist community was very likely to fall out with the Correctors. Having more friends outside would give him more options.

After taking the straw sandals from Han Mo, the Eight Trigrams Daoist turned and left. Han Mo didn't linger either, guessing that someone would soon come looking for him. He should be careful in future transactions with the Eight Trigrams Daoist. Although there was a high chance that the Eight Trigrams Daoist wouldn't betray him, he still couldn't underestimate those Correctors.

Han Mo cleaned up his tracks and hurriedly returned to his stronghold, carefully hiding himself. In the following days, the entire city gradually descended into chaos, with Zombie being dragged out every day for a major battle, and the existence of the Daoist priest was also revealed.

For the next few days, Han Mo stayed at home weaving straw sandals. He finally finished weaving all four pairs. Then, under the cover of night, he carefully prepared before going to see the Eight Trigrams Daoist. From the Eight Trigrams Daoist, he learned the addresses of several other Daoists who were interested in trading with him, and he carefully went to them one by one to make the transactions.

Once the transaction was complete, Han Mo immediately returned to the base, packed his things, and moved, hiding once again. The items traded still needed to be processed. Han Mo looked at the items he had returned from the transaction: a piece of peach wood, a bronze mirror, a pile of soybeans, a bundle of yellow paper, and cinnabar.

These things are best treated to reduce infection in order to achieve their maximum effect. The blood source problem was once again placed in front of Han Mo. He had just changed his base, and if he went out to collect blood again, it would attract unnecessary attention.

"Take it slow, don't rush. First, use my own blood to treat a portion. Once I have a certain level of strength, I'll have a foundation to deal with any problems that arise." Han Mo calmed down and studied the spells in the Arcane Dao of Spells little by little, especially skills like escape and invisibility, which he paid particular attention to.

He was also fed up with the pain of insufficient spiritual power, so he began to cultivate his spiritual power every day, constantly strengthening his spiritual root. He had plenty of time and didn't need to rush. Even if he was a little slower, he wanted to avoid as much trouble as possible.

Meanwhile, a massive Zombie cleanup operation began within the city.