Hard Work Pays Off?!

"Um?"

Qin Han, who was watching Qin Jiuxiao closely, suddenly became serious.

Immediately afterwards, he paused briefly, and then, after a moment, his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong?"

Hua Yunfan inquired.

"The Ancestor just sent me a message!"

"Oh?" Hua Yunfan said.

"Weren't you just talking about your Qin Clan ancestor? Now that he's sending you a message, shouldn't this be a good thing? Why are you frowning?"

Qin Han glanced in the direction of the Holy Water, then asked, puzzled:

"I don't know why the ancestor told me not to go to this Holy Water, and he didn't explain it. He just said, 'Do not go to the Holy Water.'"

"Don't go to the Holy Water?" Hua Yunfan pondered for a moment and said:

What your ancestor said actually makes a lot of sense.

"Not everyone who entered the Holy Water benefited. Those who grew into fleshy spheres, whose aura weakened, and those covered in scales—none of them seem to have gotten anything good."

"This is actually a gamble. If you're unlucky, the consequences could be disastrous. Your ancestor must have been worried about that, which is why he sent you this message."

Qin Han didn't speak, but just Jingjing looked at the Holy Water, then his gaze shifted to the Winged Bird, and then back to Qin Jiuxiao.

After a long silence, he slowly said:

"The old ancestor doesn't understand me, that's why he doesn't believe me."

"Don't you believe me?" Hua Yunfan's voice sounded strange.

"Yes." Qin Han nodded.

"This is indeed a gamble, but I, Qin Han, am not someone who is afraid of bad things. He doesn't believe I have that kind of luck, which is why he doesn't want me to go. But I've been through so much, and I've survived many desperate situations. How can I be afraid now just because there might be risks?"

"Besides, if even that guy can benefit, why can't I? He didn't get the chance to join the Xiang Clan, so I'm determined to get it myself!"

As he spoke, Qin Han's eyes were filled with a sharp intent.

Hua Yunfan just listened.

A series of urges to say something welled up inside me.

As an ancestor who has reached the Saint Realm, how could the experiences of a mere youth compare to those of an old ancestor?

Then there's the story of escaping from a desperate situation.

Undeniably, there are some, but for others, there's always some hope, and we can't just sit idly by and let them live or die.

However, she ultimately suppressed the impulse.

Respect this kid's fate; it's best for both of them.

On the other side, Lu Changzhi had already withdrawn his attention.

The moment he received Qin Han's question, "Why won't you let me go?" right after sending the message, he knew he had been too naive.

Some things can't be stopped with just a few words.

So let it be.

If one leek stops growing, just find two more.

However, just to be on the safe side, I still had the system set up a reminder.

If you should leave, then leave. You can't just sit here and enjoy the bad things.

Time passed slowly.

After Qin Jiuxiao, everyone present suddenly seemed to have found a goal to strive for.

They all absorbed the knowledge even more diligently.

However, there is a limit to how long each person can stay in the Holy Water. In order to benefit more people, they must leave when the time is up.

For Xiang Qing, the more people who try it, the more situations that arise, the more directly he can gain a deeper understanding and knowledge of this Holy Water.

Now, he has a vague feeling about it.

His line of thinking was correct.

"Master, have you gained anything?"

Behind Mu Qianqian, Mo Gen tentatively asked a question.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qianqian slowed down slightly, turned around, and looked at the group.

She didn't speak, but simply looked them over.

In fact, she didn't feel anything at all, and there was no such thing as any change.

Now, the disciples have all benefited from the Holy Water.

On the contrary, she, as the master, didn't...

Suddenly, Mu Qianqian's expression changed slightly, her body hunched over, and her hand instinctively reached towards her mouth.

"Master, what's wrong...?"

The expressions on their faces all changed.

At this moment, Mu Qianqian stood up again, waved her hand, and said:

"Nothing, I just suddenly feel a little nauseous."

"Nausea?"

Beside him, Qin Jiuxiao's expression suddenly jolted, and he instantly became eighty percent alert, his heart filled with joy.

Could it be that hard work finally pays off?!

Before he could ask anything, Mu Qianqian turned around and said:

Let's find a place to rest first.

As she spoke, Mu Qianqian's brows furrowed slightly.

Looking at these men, smelling their masculine scent, and being so close to them, all of this made her feel disgusted and nauseous.

She quickened her pace, trying to create some distance between herself and the men.

How are you feeling here?

Upon returning to the flying boat, a powerful member of the Xia Clan asked Zhou Mu a question.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mu immediately said:

"For some reason, nowadays all I see is gray; I see no other colors."

"Blind?" The Xia Clan expert frowned.

"No." Zhou Mu quickly shook his head and explained:

"It has lost its color, but you can still see the boundaries of things; it's not just a blurry gray."

"That's alright." The Xia Clan expert nodded.

If he really becomes blind, it's probably impossible for Zhou Mu to find the Saint King of his Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty. He's no longer of any value, so he should be killed quickly to avoid taking up territory.

At this moment, Zhou Mu suddenly said:

"Although my perspective has changed, it seems I can see more different things than before."

His words immediately drew the attention of the surrounding Xia Clan powerhouses.

What do you mean by "seeing more different things"?

Someone spoke up.

Zhou Mu looked thoughtful, as if confirming something, then turned to one of the figures and said:

"I remember you always concealed your figure and face, right?" Zhou Mu asked.

"Hmm?" The other person's voice was slightly tense.

Then Zhou Mu raised his hand and gestured:

"You have a scar of this shape on your face, and a birthmark of this shape on the underside of your right rib?"

As he spoke, he used his spiritual power to condense two patterns.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The Xia Clan experts exchanged glances, each seeing shock in the other's eyes.

How did you see it?

The person Zhou Mu was pointing at suddenly stood up.

Zhou Mu, with an uncertain expression, said:

"You can see it just by looking."

The simple answer made the surrounding Xia Clan powerhouses uneasy and even a little envious.

How could someone from such a small, Land of the Four Directions have reaped such benefits?

You must understand, what he's seeing now is something only Saint Venerable could perceive; this mere Saint...

If this ability were used to find treasures, identify objects, and trace clues, its potential applications would be vast.

"Good!"

Before Zhou Mu, the Xia Clan expert praised him aloud:

"Now that you possess this ability, I can assure you that as long as you can find your Saint King father and have him reveal the secret you've obtained, you can join my Xia Clan, become an Elder of the Void, and enjoy resources and a salary!"