Chang Bolong was feeling quite frustrated.
And he certainly never imagined it would end this way.
…..
He was originally a minor general at the South Border, but since his roots were limited, he had no hope of achieving great things.
Until one day, he crossed paths with a divine envoy from the Huanmo Sect. Utilizing some of the sect’s secret techniques, he began to rule his local territory with an iron fist, skyrocketing his power twofold!
But you know what they say, if you walk by the river long enough, you’re bound to get your shoes wet.
Eventually, his misdeeds made waves, and he had to rely on the divine envoy to make a hasty exit from his post.
Maybe even the heavens were looking out for him.
While passing through Yunzhou, he crossed paths with a ‘Divine Son.’
Half-demon, half-human, a person favored by the gods. If he could bring this individual into the sect, it would be a major accomplishment.
This ‘Divine Son’ kept mumbling a name:
“Brother Li will come to rescue me…”
The one from the Qianlong List—Li Mo?
Chang Bolong couldn’t help but laugh.
Qianlong List ranked 19, and it was a miracle if he could escape on his own, let alone come to save anyone!
Besides, even if that guy could fight, if he couldn’t find him, what was the point of being strong?
But little did Chang Bolong know that Li Mo was indeed on his way.
And not only that, he brought with him the combined forces of the Misty Rain Tower and Hengyun Sword City!
What in the world was this dream collaboration?!
….
“Who dares call us Hengyun dogs? You’ll be crawling out of here today!”
“Offended Lord Li and still want to escape?”
“So this is what it feels like to catch someone else, it’s exhilarating!”
“Today, we must make this job a dazzling success for Lord Li—no one gets away!”
The once peaceful temple quickly turned not-so-peaceful.
Though Chang Bolong wasn’t exactly a small fry, he was no slouch either. He managed to gather his dozens of border soldiers into a formation, amplifying his own domain.
Yet, the rebels showed no signs of a swift defeat.
But it was only a matter of time.
The Misty Rain Tower’s assassins were full of tricks, with hidden abilities popping up like snakes in the grass.
And the folks from Hengyun Sword City? Those guys wielded swords as if they were an extension of themselves.
Cascading combinations of abilities and chaotic energies converged, and the temple was instantly reduced to rubble, causing the very ground to shake!
Many inner realm experts sprang into action, creating havoc.
Not far away…
“Thank goodness I disguised myself as a worshipper and poisoned the food for them; this Chang Bolong is quite the weirdo.”
Huang Donglai sighed in relief, then turned to Li Mo with a respectful nod.
“Brother Li, this area might be a bit too close; should we move back a little?”
“Is this far enough?” Li Mo took a few steps back.
“Keep moving back…”
“How about here?”
“Back! Back! BACK!”
Huang Donglai stood by the riverbank, ready to dip in and float downstream at the first sign of trouble.
“…..”
Li Mo couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.
From this distance, he couldn’t even see what was happening inside the temple!
And how did Huang Donglai manage to retreat so quickly? He barely seemed to have moved, and his legs worked like lightning. Even Li Mo, wearing his special shoes, would struggle to catch up.
Clearly, Huang Donglai had improved his agility…
Shaking his head, Li Mo looked back at the battlefield and activated his divine sight.
He intended to look for Murong Xiao first.
But then he sensed Chang Bolong’s presence and frowned.
“People from the Huanmo Sect?”
“Oh no, that means…”
Just as Li Mo thought about warning someone,
Chang Bolong let out a furious roar. His subordinates exploded into bl**d mist; the bl**d pills all converged toward him.
A traditional move of the Huanmo Sect!
Whoosh—
Strength surged, and Chang Bolong’s figure suddenly accelerated.
“Come take my life!”
That shout was directed at Li Mo.
Yes, Chang Bolong wanted to escape, and he was heading straight for Li Mo!
But before he fled, he intended to make his target pay!
—
With bl**d energy surrounding him, a pair of horns sprouting from his head and eyes blazing red, Chang Bolong charged in like a mountain.
The air around Li Mo grew heavy.
“Brother Li!”
Huang Donglai’s eyes went wide.
If only he had insisted that Li Mo keep his distance!
This was an inner realm powerhouse using a secret technique meant to crush a small hill!
The assassins from the Misty Rain Tower and the operatives of Hengyun Sword City froze in shock.
But given how sudden it was, they couldn’t react in time!
Yet…
They began to realize something was off.
Chang Bolong noticed a girl in a palace gown not far away, lazily yawning.
This girl was clearly there to protect Li Mo, but she was doing nothing at the moment.
Moreover, Chang Bolong noticed the slightly delicate young man nearby actually looked completely unfazed. In fact, he seemed a little amused.
“Are you looking down on me?”
In his primal rage, Chang Bolong didn’t have the capacity to wonder.
Behind him, a gigantic bull spirit began to materialize, carrying an immense force, charging forward!
In the midst of it all, he thought he saw a thin layer of… glimmering golden light surrounding the boy?
Thud~~~~~
There was a massive thud.
Before he could ponder his confusion, Chang Bolong felt as though he had crashed into a celestial iron wall, and his horns snapped like twigs.
Just as he began to see stars and his consciousness blurred,
He felt an even more intense pain at the back of his head.
How painful was it?
Let’s just say the stars in front of his eyes morphed into the shape of grandma’s tea kettle…
“I hope I didn’t k*ll him.”
Li Mo pulled back his foot and kicked Chang Bolong, who was now face down.
What was this guy thinking?
Did he really think he could take me on in a head-on collision? Does he have the power for that?
Chang Bolong was done for.
His subordinates had already dug deep into their own hearts and given up.
And just like that, the battle came to a nonsensical end.
The outer operatives and assassins were left hanging there. They had originally planned to rush in for a rescue, only to witness Chang Bolong colliding with Li Mo and flopping down like a noodle.
What were they supposed to do now? The atmosphere felt entirely awkward.
On one hand, they didn’t want to approach, but hovering there felt even more ridiculous. Were they supposed to ask if Young Hero Li had eaten yet?
In fact, they were more interested in knowing whether they were awake.
Did an inner realm expert knock themselves out by colliding with an Observation Realm practitioner?
It was a hilariously awkward situation.
Fortunately, Young Hero Li spoke up:
“Could you please take down that statue for me?”
“Ahaha, seems Young Hero Li is quite the insightful one.”
“Exactly, let’s move this golden statue to a different spot.”
“By the way, what Bodhisattva is this?”
“Um… this is Murong Xiao.”
“???”
…..
At the tavern.
Evening, the breeze from the lake was soft.
With Tian Shuang sheathed, the young girl holding a long sword gazed towards the fish-dragon lake, illuminated by the sunset.
In fact, she had been looking southward.
That direction was where the South Border lay.
With Chang Bolong’s emergence, she remembered something faintly after some thought.
A group of figures appeared.
The young man led the way, his facial contours clearly defined as he drew closer.
“Ying Bing, I brought back Brother Murong, and I caught Chang Bolong too.”
Li Mo tilted his head up.
“Hmm.”
“Do you know what just happened? That Chang Bolong actually tried to create a ruckus…”
The young man sipped his tea, chatting animatedly about the day’s events.
Ying Bing gazed at him, her serene eyes trembling slightly. She opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
Just then, a voice rang from the courtyard:
“Junior Brother Li! Chang Bolong has woken up!”
