Just as Mo Wuji was pondering about where he should head towards, he noticed a youth, who was half a head shorter than him, approaching from faraway. Even though the youth had yet to reach Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji could guess that this youth should be the uncle mentioned by the two women; the person they were looking for.
"This Dao Friend must be in good spirits to be looking for God spiritual herbs here at the Tao Tie Valley," The youth started laughing out loud at the sight of the Two-leaved Immortal Dust Grass on Mo Wuji’s hands.
Mo Wuji kept the Two-leaved Immortal Dust Grass as he praised the beauty of this youth in his heart. That’s right, he was indeed beautiful. Fair skin, large eyes and a delicate pair of hands which looked almost like a woman’s. Only his hoarse voice gave him some aura of a man.
