C333 Soul jade

Mo Li looked at the stone in Feng Zhi's hand.

It was not hard to tell from Feng Zhi's words that Feng Zhi was extremely certain that she and Mo Li would need this stone.

Thus, Mo Liu hesitated for a moment before accepting the stone.

It was about the size of a pigeon's egg and completely black. Holding it in his hand, he could only feel a hint of shade. Even if he held it for an entire day, the temperature of the stone would not be able to rise even a little bit.

Mo Li didn't know where this stone came from, but the sword in her hand, or to be more accurate, the spirit body on the sword, instinctively knew that this stone was of great use to it.

Therefore, as soon as Mo Liu held the stone in his hand, the sword in her hands started trembling rapidly, still sending its desire towards Mo Li.

This desire was naturally directed towards that rock.

"This …" Mo Li looked at Feng Zhi in shock.

Feng Zhi smiled at her, "You saw it too, to that spirit body on the sword, this is probably the best thing in the world."

This stone was called the Soul Nurturing Jade.

To a living person, the Soul Nurturing Jade was of no use, and was no different from a random rock they picked up by the roadside.

However, for spectral cultivators, or for spirits like Mo Li's sword, the Soul Nurturing Jade was an extremely good container.

This spirit body was originally formed by Mo Jun's soul, but it lost a large portion of Mo Jun's consciousness and memories, leaving behind only the deepest of memories. However, if one obtains this Soul Nurturing Jade, this spirit body might be able to recover a little, until it completely recovers the missing memories and becomes Mo Jun's soul.

To this spirit body, its significance was almost the same as reconstructing itself.

After Feng Zhi finished explaining the effects of the Soul Nurturing Jade, she smiled and looked at Mo Li, "If that's the case, do you still not want it?"

Mo Liu tightly gripped the Soul-Nurturing Jade in her hand. Even though the shady and cold feeling made her a bit uncomfortable, she didn't want to let go of it.

"I want it!" she said firmly.

She thought about what Feng Zhi had said, and her entire body began to tremble.

Ever since Mo Jun jumped into the furnace and turned into ashes, Mo Li could clearly feel that the sword that Mo Jun created with his own hands was different from the one that she finished with. Without mentioning anything else, as long as she held the sword, she could feel a sense of familiarity, like her father was still by her side.

There was also the strange sights of this sword when it was fighting an enemy …

She used to only think that the intimacy she felt with the sword was an illusion. It was only when she saw the "exchange" between Feng Zhi and the sword did she realize that what she felt was not an illusion but real.

Although his father was already dead, he was actually still staying with the two sisters in another way.

As long as he had this kind of understanding, Mo Liu would have the urge to cry.

She was only 15 years old this year, and when Mo Jun died three years ago, she was only 12 years old. A 12 year old girl, not only had to finish refining the sword that her father did not finish before his death, she also had to deal with the aftermath of her mother.

It was difficult.

But now, knowing that Mo Jun's spirit body had always been with her in that sword, Mo Liu suddenly had courage.

Of course she wanted her father to stay by her side, and now that she knew that with this soul-nourishing jade, there was a possibility that her father would really come back, so how could she possibly reject it?

Mo Liu took a deep breath, endured the tears that were about to fall, and bowed deeply towards Feng Zhi, "Miss Feng Zhi, Mo Li will remember your kindness towards the Mo Clan. In the future, if Miss Feng Zhi needs anything, Mo Liu will definitely do her best!"

Feng Zhi raised her hand, indicating for Mo Li to not be courteous, "You don't need to be so courteous, since I have decided to accept Mo Li as my disciple, I naturally will not take you as an outsider. Soul jade is only useful to spirits, its value is not as high as you think, so you don't need to think too much about it."

Feng Zhi did not say these words out of politeness.

She had a lot of good things, and she was willing to give them to her.

In her opinion, since Mo Li was the elder sister of her disciple, she was indeed not an outsider.

After all, in the eyes of the cultivator, the relationship between master and disciple was even closer than that between father and son.

Although Feng Zhi had said it like that, Mo Li did not truly think that way. She was a person who distinguished between kindness and hatred, and now, she had only placed Feng Zhi's kindness deep in his heart, and was only waiting for a chance to repay him in the future.

Afterwards, Mo Liu squatted in front of Mo Li.

The five-year-old girl still didn't know what had happened. Her two clear black and white eyes were still red from being sold just now. Seeing Mo Li squatting down, she timidly tugged at the corner of Mo Li's clothes. "Elder sister, you won't reject A-Li, right?"

That "right" was filled with infinite anticipation and fear.

Mo Li stretched out her hand and touched the top of Mo Li's bag, smiling as she said, "Don't worry, I won't let you go."

Mo Li was finally relieved.

Then, Mo Li pointed at Feng Zhi and said to him, "Ah Li, this sister will be your master from now on. In the future, you must be filial and respectful to Master, understand?"

Although she did not know what "master" was, Mo Li had always been an obedient child. Upon hearing this, she nodded her head heavily, then looked up at Feng Zhi, who she had previously called "bad sister", and said tenderly and softly, "Master."

On one hand, Feng Zhi was happy to accept a disciple, and on the other hand, her mood was complicated.

She was only sixteen years old!

A sixteen year old beautiful girl was about to be 'filial'?

Feng Zhi felt that she could not take it anymore.

Even so, after finally accepting a disciple, Feng Zhi was still more or less happy. She first nodded towards Mo Li, and then issued a declaration: "My good disciple, you should follow teacher well in the future, and ensure that you can walk unhindered on top of your Profound Martial Continent!"

Mo Li first nodded her head, and then blinked her eyes adorably, "Master, I will be filial to you in the future, but don't let me walk sideways, I am not a crab …"

Feng Zhi's emotions immediately became complicated.

The second time he heard the word "filial piety", he was blocked by a five-year-old girl.

This was the first time she had experienced this.

When the people at the side saw Feng Zhi being humiliated, all of them started to giggle without love.

Feng Zhi glared at them.

It was at this time that Long Yan, who had always been standing quietly beside Feng Zhi, walked over to her side.

Compared to Mo Li, the little bean sprite, Long Yan's figure was unquestionably incomparably tall and big. When he stood beside Mo Li like this, the little Mo Li immediately sensed a kind of enormous pressure.

Although children were not sensible, they were undoubtedly the most sensitive ones. They would instinctively differentiate between good and bad, and could not be provoked.