**Chapter 521: Miracles Always Exist**
Outside the teleportation array, Lin Moyu once again encountered Feng Ziliu and his group.
Lin Moyu slightly bowed to Feng Ziliu, "Thank you for telling me about Gaoyang. If you ever need my help in the future, feel free to ask."
Feng Ziliu quickly waved his hand, "No, no, we wouldn’t dare."
The expressions of the group were somewhat tense and unnatural.
The person in front of them was not an ordinary person; he was a divine general.
The youngest divine general of the human race, possessing combat power comparable to a god at just level 53. Such a person was far beyond their reach.
Being able to meet him and exchange a few words was already an immense honor.
Lin Moyu knew it was difficult to change their mindset, but he still said, "No need to be overly concerned about status. We are all human race professionals with a common goal, so we are comrades."
Feng Ziliu nodded vigorously, trying to appear less nervous, "Thank you, Divine General Lin. How is your friend?"
Lin Moyu replied, "He is fine now."
"That’s good, that’s good. We’ll head back to the academy then," Feng Ziliu said.
Lin Moyu nodded, "When you return, follow the academy’s instructions and don’t overthink things. Everything will be fine."
Watching Lin Moyu leave, the group was somewhat dazed.
Someone whispered, "Boss, what did Divine General Lin mean by that?"
"Yeah, I feel like Divine General Lin knows something."
"This time the academy urgently summoned us back. Did something happen?"
Feng Ziliu also sensed the underlying meaning in Lin Moyu’s words, "Don’t think too much. Just follow Divine General Lin’s advice and do as the academy instructs. Do you think the academy would harm us?"
Lin Moyu knew that after they returned, they would be under strict supervision.
At least for a while, they wouldn’t have any freedom.
But this was unavoidable. The empire’s current priority was to control the spread of the Soul Devourer.
They needed to manage the Soul Devourer outbreak in an orderly manner.
For ordinary people, the Soul Devourer was difficult to guard against, and the same was true for some low-level professionals.
So, they could only be extensively controlled, which was unavoidable.
Once the Soul Fusion Array was completed, these control measures could be lifted.
Outside the city, the cold wind cut like a knife, making the inside and outside of the city feel like two different worlds.
From the city gate, a small path led directly to the Kunlun Mountains.
The Kunlun Mountains were filled with numerous secret realms and dungeons, ranging from low to high levels.
Therefore, one could see many teams with vastly different levels here.
They were either returning to the city from a dungeon or heading from the city to a secret realm dungeon.
The path was bustling with activity.
The Kunlun Mountains were located in the northwest border of the Shenxia Empire, bordering several countries.
Especially around the main peak of Kunlun, it was common to encounter professionals from other countries.
Occasionally, conflicts would break out.
However, due to the Shenxia Empire’s strong national power, other countries usually backed down.
Lin Moyu, dressed in simple clothes like a life profession professional, walked alone, attracting attention.
Especially with his unique aura of aloofness and nobility, he stood out.
Lin Moyu ignored the curious glances, thinking about Gaoyang.
Before leaving, he had visited the principal of the Xiajing Academy, hoping to have Gaoyang specially admitted.
As the youngest divine general with a promising future and three top-tier god-level teachers backing him, Lin Moyu had significant influence.
Even if it were a pig, the principal would have to find a way to accommodate it. Gaoyang was successfully admitted to the Xiajing Academy, and Lin Moyu transferred 10,000 points to him for his expenses at the academy.
He didn’t give too much; 10,000 points were sufficient.
Lin Moyu believed that with Gaoyang’s sociable and humorous personality, he wouldn’t fare too badly at the Xiajing Academy. Snowflakes began to fall, and as he entered the Kunlun Mountains, the temperature dropped further.
Many low-level professionals couldn’t withstand the cold and started wearing thick coats.
Only knights and warriors in heavy armor, with their strong physiques, seemed unaffected.
Some mages even activated their shields.
At this moment, Lin Moyu stood out even more.
People along the way began to take an interest in him, pointing and whispering.
"What’s his level? I can’t tell."
"Judging by his attire, he should be a life profession professional. What’s he doing in the Kunlun Mountains?"
"Life profession professionals generally don’t have much combat power. Isn’t it dangerous if he encounters monsters?"
"I think he might be a special type of professional called a herbalist."
"I’ve heard of this profession. They say herbalists have the ability to find rare herbs."
"Yes, because herbalists often venture into various environments, they not only have strong adaptability but can also foresee dangers."
Lin Moyu’s senses were extremely sharp, and he found their conversation amusing.
He really seemed to have become a herbalist.
However, the herbalist profession did exist; he had read about it in books.
In reality, herbalists were rare.
But the role of herbalists was indeed significant. They could enter various environments and even secret realms to gather herbs.
They also had the ability to foresee dangers, allowing them to retreat safely from dangerous places.
The rare herbs they brought back were essential for alchemists.
Historical records mentioned a top-tier herbalist who once entered an 85-level secret realm.
In the secret realm, he discovered a sub-realm and brought back a rare flower.
This flower was highly valued by a god-level alchemist at the time and was sold for an astronomical price.
The herbalist earned enough gold to last several lifetimes.
The god-level alchemist who bought the flower used it to create a miraculous elixir.
This elixir could elevate a god-level expert’s profession.
In human history, this elixir was known as the God-level Ascension Elixir.
Unfortunately, it only happened once in recorded history.
The formula was preserved, but the rare flower was never found again.
Lin Moyu pondered the content he had read and marveled at the world’s wonders.
Miracles could happen at any time.
He believed that even skills or elixirs capable of resurrecting the dead were not impossible.
Just like the Corpse Poison, which even Antares thought was incurable.
Yet, he managed to cure it.
Miracles always exist; people just haven’t discovered them yet.
The smooth path ended, and ahead was the entrance to a secret realm.
The secret realm was only level 30, a low-level secret realm and the closest one to Kun City in the Kunlun Mountains.
Next to the secret realm was a magic monument that provided detailed information about the secret realm when connected with spiritual power.
This secret realm had existed for many years and had been fully explored.
Valuable items in the secret realm were long gone, and it was now more of a sightseeing spot.
People could enter and explore at their leisure.
A place called Icefire Mountain in the secret realm had a unique landscape with fire within ice and ice within fire.
"A great place for a romantic outing."
"I should bring Yiyi here someday."
Lin Moyu thought of Ning Yiyi.
Since they met and fell in love, they had spent little time together.
When they had more free time in the future, he wanted to travel with her.
Ning Yiyi had also mentioned wanting to take him around the world someday.
Lin Moyu had agreed.
This world included not just the human world but also the Abyss, Dragon Realm, Ancient Battlefield, and Corpse Realm.
Ning Yiyi was curious about every place and wanted to see them all.
Lin Moyu decided not to enter the secret realm, planning to save the beautiful scenery for a future visit with Ning Yiyi.
He bypassed the secret realm and entered the Kunlun Mountains.
The wind and snow grew heavier, obscuring his vision.
The Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon was deep within the Kunlun Mountains, at the foot of the main peak.
At Lin Moyu’s pace, it would take another hour to reach it if he didn’t fly.
The number of professionals along the way gradually decreased.
"Hey, aren’t you cold?"
A deep voice called out, and a knight in heavy armor greeted Lin Moyu.
It was a team of twelve, heading towards the Kunlun Divine Palace.
Lin Moyu noticed the knight’s resemblance to Jialan Lieyang.
He looked like a younger version of Jialan Lieyang.
Then he saw the emblem on their armor, confirming they were from the Jialan Guild.
"What a coincidence."
Lin Moyu murmured to himself and asked, "What’s your relationship with Jialan Lieyang and Jialan Yeyu?"
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