The sign’s meaning was clear, because more and more people were coming and Ye Mo couldn’t deal with them all, those cultivators with sea maps had priority. Those cultivators who knew where high level spirit herbs appeared also had priority.

　　He was looking for fruits such as Sha Fruit, Truth Spirit Grass, Soul Return Fruit, Immortal Curl Flower…

　　The most important was Immortal Curl Flower.

　　Those cultivators who saw this list felt their skin began to creep – other than Soul Return Fruit, they were all level nine spirit herbs.

　　But in order for Ye Mo, the forgery master, to help them, these cultivators still went around looking for sea maps and news of these few legendary spirit herbs.

　　In the next few days, Ye Mo collected another large stack of materials but also collected a large stack of sea maps. Ye Mo looked and they were all fragmented, there was no entire map of the Heartless Sea. As for the spirit herbs he listed, there was not a single piece of news about them.

　　Three days later, Ye Mo had a certain success rate for extreme grade spirit artifacts but he still had no signs of the Immortal Curl Flower. Ye Mo had collected a lot of materials. He sighed and was prepared to leave Ling Island and continue moving forward. Staying here was wasting time.

　　“Good skills, good capability…” an exclamation caught Ye Mo’s notice and he saw a middle-aged man standing not far away. He was cauldron filling state level six power.

　　This cauldron filling state cultivator walked up and saluted with his fists. “Friend, I’m the Ling Island’s Truth Treasure Alliance manager Wang Huaneng.”

　　Ye Mo quickly got up and saluted with his fists. “I’m solo cultivator Ye Mo.”

　　Ye Mo could tell this was a forgery business corporation. Him doing forgery for such a cheap price must’ve threatened their interests. Luckily he had enough materials and was ready to leave.

　　Wang Huaneng smiled. “Dao friend Ye, you forged here for half a month. Do you know what would happen if you did this at Tong Hai Cult’s Tong Ling Island or at Cang Hai Palace’s Cang Hai Three Islands?”

　　Ye Mo cursed. If he wasn’t trying to find the Immortal Curl Flower for Ji Ling qian bei, he might’ve left Ling Island already.

　　“Manager Wang, Ye Mo just came here and didn’t know the rules. Don’t worry, I will leave the Ling Island immediately,” Ye Mo explained.

　　Wang Huaneng laughed. “Dao friend Ye, don’t worry, our Ling Island is different than Tong Hai Cult and Cang Hai Palace. We’re a sea cultivator alliance. You have the capability to be forging here, we’re not here to kick you away, we just want to invite you over to talk about some business.”

　　Although this Wang Huaneng didn’t seem to have any bad intentions, Ye Mo didn’t plan to go with him. He believed the Truth Treasure Alliance was probably trying to bring him and have him forge for them. He didn’t have the time to do that, Ye Mo saluted with his fists again, “Thank you manager Wang, but I have other things. I won’t go with you, please understand this.”

　　Wang Huaneng seemed to know what Ye Mo thought. “Dao friend Ye, don’t worry, I’m not here to invite you to forge for ours Truth Treasure Alliance. As for the spirit herbs you wrote, if you have interest you can come and have a chat with me.”

　　Hearing this, Ye Mo immediately said, “Okay, manager Wang please wait a moment.”

　　Ye Mo then finished the last top grade spirit artifact and put his things away. He saluted with his fists to the cultivators lining up. “Friends, thank you for your support, the forgery for this time will end now.”

　　Many cultivators made a ruckus but no matter what, they didn’t dare to start trouble with Ye Mo. No one could see through his power and they knew that manager Wang was the Truth Treasure Alliance manager and cauldron filling state middle stage. Which low level cultivator could offend him? The cultivators asking Ye Mo for forgery were either golden core state or nascent soul state, there were rarely a few hollow spirit state. So despite not being willing, they could only leave.

　　…

　　Ye Mo came with Wang Huaneng to a luxurious commercial building. On the front door there were the three shiny golden words: ‘Truth Treasure Alliance’. It seemed like the words were about to fly away.

　　Wang Huaneng gave him a sign to go in. Ye Mo frowned but even so, he walked in without hesitation.

　　After Ye Mo walked in, he breathed easy. He was scared that as soon as he came in, his cultivation level would immediately be suppressed like the Sea Treasure Tower, but this wasn’t the case.

　　Wang Huaneng brought Ye Mo to the top floor and after entering, Ye Mo found that there were already two cultivators here. Two female cultivators, one middle-aged, beautiful woman and another looking to be in her twenties. She was also very beautiful.

　　The middle-aged woman coiled her hair above her head giving her a rather noble look and her female cultivator dress fully showcased her beautiful curves. The snowy white neck that was revealed further embellished her beauty.

　　The young girl next to her was tall and had a soft looking face. Her eyebrows were thin but Ye Mo was sure they weren’t drawn. It was natural, her skin was also just as snow white as the middle-aged woman, but she had more youthful look to her. He hair was very long but also coiled up. However, it was done casually. Ye Mo could smell a faint aroma as soon as he walked in.

　　What made Ye Mo care the most wasn’t their looks but their power. The middle-aged woman was disaster transformation state level two and the young girl was hollow spirit state level seven. But Ye Mo was sure she wasn’t old, at most a few years older than Jing Yingli.

　　Such a young age and she was hollow spirit state tertiary stage.

　　“Dao friend Ye, this is our alliance leader sister Meng, she’s also the vice alliance leader of the sea cultivator alliance. Sister Meng wanted to find you this time.” Wang Huaneng introduced her but didn’t introduce the young female cultivator.

　　Ye Mo saluted with his fists to the woman and said, “Ye Mo greets qian bei.”

　　The middle aged woman smiled to Ye Mo and said, “Master Ye please have a seat, just call me sister Meng, no need to call me qian bei. I’ve taken a step ahead of you in cultivation but in forgery you far surpass me.”

　　“Yes sister Meng,” Ye Mo said and then sat down. If they were really going to do harm to him, with his body condensation state power, he wouldn’t be able to escape regardless whether he came along or not.

　　The hollow spirit state girl saw Ye Mo sit down and quietly poured a cup of spirit tea for Ye Mo and Wang Huaneng before standing next to the middle-aged woman.

　　“Master Ye is this young and can already forge extreme grade spirit artifacts. Your future is indefinite.” Sister Meng saw Ye Mo sit down without anxiety and a glimmer of approval flashed across her eyes.

　　Ye Mo could only saluted with his fists and say, “Wan bei just wanted to get some materials but I didn’t think much about the consequences, sister Meng please…”

　　Sister Meng waved her hand and smiled. “This is the sea cultivator alliance, even if you forge here for a year, it’s your freedom. Don’t worry, you can reach body condensation state at this age and also have this level of forgery. Clearly, you’re a prodigy amongst prodigies.”

　　Ye Mo believed that if the Truth Treasure Alliance didn’t want him to forge for them, then they probably wanted his forgery means. But Ye Mo didn’t mind, he was still perfecting his means and it all came from the Three Birth Chant’s simulations. It was a new system but it was far from complete now, so he didn’t mind.

　　However, sister Meng said, “I saw your extreme grade spirit artifact, the forgery means aren’t good but the formation on it is also top grade. If I’m not wrong, you’re at least a level six formation great master right?”

　　Hearing this, Ye Mo realized that they called him over not because of his forgery skills but his formation skills.

　　Sister Meng continued to look at Ye Mo with approval and exclaimed, “You’re this young and body condensation state tertiary stage, but also a great master in forgery and formations. How many prodigies are there in the world?”

　　Ye Mo thought to himself, ‘I’m a level eight formation grand master, okay? I’ve only just begun playing with forgery.’