In the peach forest, a certain Little Li who had mastered seventy-two transformations stood with a pure yang robe and antlers on his head, moving calmly.
His transformation was that of a heron, with fine fur around his neck and eyes that seemed to penetrate one’s heart.
He stood with his hands behind his back, walking on green waves, his robes fluttering, exuding an elegant and amiable aura, serene and composed.
This formed a stark contrast with the Holy Maiden of the Wanxiang Xianzong Sect.
Li Mo smiled at the Huanmo Sect members and said:
“Are you all here to find me?”
The best male and female roles from the Qingyuan Sect were performing on stage! (Ice Chunk wasn’t acting)
One played the red face while the other played the white face! First, the seemingly unfathomable and icy-cold Holy Maiden of the Wanxiang Xianzong Sect took the lead, putting immense pressure on the other side.
Then, a reasonable junior disciple stepped in to help, making things easier for the other side.
Luo Yexian glanced at the emaciated middle-aged man beside him, who nodded.
The direction in which everyone’s power converged was indeed this young man.
He looked at Ying Bing in shock, feeling as if her gaze made him feel like he had a thorn in his back. He felt that if he uttered a single ‘no’, he might lose his head…
“Yes.”
Luo Yexian’s eyes flickered as he nodded.
After all, he had been instructed to probe and not rush into a confrontation without knowing the depth of their opponents.
Only then did the Holy Maiden of the Wanxiang Sect move her gaze away.
A small boat floated again with the water waves, drifting downstream.
She temporarily left, and the Huanmo Sect members sighed in relief.
“You knew we would come?”
Luo Yexian realized at this moment.
If they had deliberately come out to meet them, it clearly meant they had expected the visit!
Li Mo nodded with a relaxed demeanor, as if unguarded:
“If I didn’t want to see you, how could you have found me?”
Sigh…
From his words, it seemed he knew they were coming and intentionally revealed his presence?
They had always thought they were tracking the other side!
“Luo Yexian, a member of the Huanmo Sect, relative of the Huanmo Holy Son, a Sixth Stage External Appearance cultivator, but limited by innate conditions, has been desperately seeking a chance for cultivation, yet has never succeeded, correct?”
Luo Yexian: “!!”
How did he know??
Li Mo continued to smile:
“And he plays mahjong very poorly.”
“!!??”
Luo Yexian was greatly alarmed.
The Huanmo Sect members exchanged glances, their expressions frozen.
How did he know even this?
For a moment, everyone looked at this young man with an inexplicable sense of profound mystery!
That he knew they were coming and even that they were being guided to meet, seemed highly likely.
If the other party harbored ill intentions, they could easily ambush them here…
The more they thought about it, the more they were shocked.
Even their intention to confront them had faded significantly.
At this moment, Li Mo invited them:
“Guests from afar, if you don’t mind, why don’t you follow me into the sect?”
With that, he turned and walked deeper into the peach forest, as if he knew they would follow.
Luo Yexian’s expression changed. He exchanged glances with several senior priests of the Huanmo Sect before nodding.
So they left a few people behind to wait, while the rest followed Li Mo.
“I’ve been here before; there was no such sect here before.”
A Huanmo Sect member looked surprised.
Luo Yexian squinted and asked:
“May I ask why you specifically waited here?”
“To guide you to the root of your origins.”
“Our Huanmo Sect has a long history, so how could it possibly have been established through learning from some immortal sect?”
Although he couldn’t see through the person in front of him, Luo Yexian still found it unbelievable.
Li Mo smiled, exuding a calm and collected demeanor that was hard to fathom.
“Let’s consider it a journey to broaden our horizons.”
“Up ahead is the mountain gate.”
“?”
Li Mo stopped. It was a very narrow crevice in the mountains, barely wide enough for one person to pass through.
Is this the mountain gate of the Wanxiang Xianzong Sect?
To call this a mountain ravine would be an overstatement; even a small sect in the wilderness wouldn’t use this as their mountain gate.
“Yes, I remember there was nothing like the Wanxiang Xianzong Sect here before,” the priest who had been there before added.
“It appeared when we came.”
Li Mo entered the crevice, his voice still echoing:
“If the master wishes, everywhere in the world is the Wanxiang Xianzong Sect. Next time, if you don’t have the opportunity, you won’t be able to enter here.”
A certain deity from the Floating Temple felt amused.
Isn’t this his line?
Only you, Little Li, could make it sound so grand by just tweaking it slightly.
“As narrow as it is at first, it can only fit one person, but after walking a few dozen steps, it opens up.”
Just as Li Mo had said!
As they walked, the mountain wall suddenly widened.
Ahead!
Was light!
The Huanmo Sect members involuntarily stopped, stunned.
In the distance, white clouds floated, green mountains loomed, pavilions and terraces dotted the landscape, and intricate structures were arranged beautifully. Bridges connected pavilions, and clouds served as foundations!
There were extraordinary beasts swallowing clouds and mist, and powerful figures whose realms were hard to fathom dancing with thunder in the sky!
What kind of experience would it be to bring scenes from the world of immortals and heroes to a martial arts world like the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?
The Huanmo Sect members were immediately dumbfounded!
Everything before their eyes fiercely challenged their imagination!
Li Mo turned around and bowed again:
“Please, suppress your realm to the Observation Realm.”
“Why?”
Li Mo’s eyes were deep: “The higher your realm, the more you can sense. Some things are better left untouched too early.”
“This…”
Luo Yexian truly hesitated. If he hadn’t seen the wondrous scene in front of him, he would have refused long ago.
But the fairyland was right in front of him…
He couldn’t help but look up, seeing a figure bathed in lightning in the sky.
“Oh, this is one of my junior disciples. He has a celestial thunder body and takes a daily bath in the heavenly tribulation.”
“!!!”
A heavenly tribulation bath?
What kind of terrifying realm could do such a thing?
And such a being was merely a junior disciple of this young man?
But this young man is already at the Observation Realm… No, could it be that even the Wanxiang Xianzong Sect’s own disciples must suppress their realms to return to the sect?
What secrets does this sect hold…
Recalling the instructions of the Huanmo Holy Son, Luo Yexian finally nodded.
Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
Those above his realm couldn’t enter anyway…
But once inside, everything would become much easier.
After all,
This is his world!
Cooperating with him in the performance would be a whole new world!
