Mo Wuji remained silent. However, Yan Qianyin was not a simple pill refiner. After all, she was able to attain the highest seat as a pill refiner in the Formless Blade Sect at such a young age, and her status within the sect was comparable to the sect head himself. She only needed one look at Mo Wuji's expression to know that he was unwilling to take this risk.
“Junior apprentice brother Mo, perhaps you feel that this venture is not practical. However, I am not exaggerating when I tell you this: In the world of cultivators, there are no experts who have not faced dangers. Many of them face close encounters with death. It is impossible for you to be an expert if your journey is smooth sailing. Even if your cultivation goes smoothly, you will not truly be an expert without some life and death experiences.” Yan Qianyin seemed to see something in Mo Wuji and started to advise him.
