After the fight with Bian Po, Ye Mo knew that his power compared to top masters was a far cry. Although he almost died, he still benefitted some.
Other than getting the Face Preserving Fruit and the Thousand Year Snow Lotus Seeds, he had a better understanding of himself. His current power was at most the same as Black Level peak stage ancient martial artists.
Ye Mo had opened the snow lotus and checked. There were 9 seeds, but the rest were gone. Perhaps they were eaten by birds or fell off themselves. However, Ye Mo was already very satisfied with 9. He just needed a cauldron to concoct pills.
After sending Ning Qingxue away, he bought a ticket to Gui Lin. After all, the things he was doing now was too dangerous. It would not be very convenient to take Ning Qingxue with him.
