269: My teacher, Dugu Huimo

“Hmm?!”

Suddenly, Chu Mo felt something.

His consciousness suddenly seemed to cross time and space, arriving at a desolate place.

“I am Nether Old Ancestor… No, I am Nangong Jingwo… That’s not right either, I am Ink Corpse, I am Chu Mo, no, no, no, I am Li Ergou, Erniu, Tie Zhu… Who am I? Who am I, really? I can’t tell, I can’t tell!”

The man, with ashen skin and blood-red cracks covering his face, knelt on the ground, his hands dug firmly into the earth, his eyes filled with extreme confusion, as he shrieked hysterically.

He had no idea who he was or why he appeared in this place.

Who exactly was he?

These names echoed in his mind.

Or perhaps, he was both Nether Old Ancestor, Nangong Jingwo, Ink Corpse, and Chu Mo.

Chu Mo’s consciousness was there, but he couldn’t transmit any messages; he couldn’t tell this maddened man his identity, nor could he control this body.

All he could control was a single finger.

“What exactly is going on? I feel like this guy has become a completely new entity, like a Clone of mine, yet not a Clone of mine!”

Just as Chu Mo was pondering hard, unable to find an answer, Shen Qingqiu’s voice rang out again.

“You don’t need to worry about Nether Old Ancestor. He was hit by my God-Slaying Palm. His Primordial Spirit will be severely damaged. Even if he miraculously survives, he will be dormant for a long time. We just need to find him while he is severely injured and eliminate him!”

So that’s how it was.

Hearing Shen Qingqiu’s words, Chu Mo understood.

Perhaps Nether Old Ancestor was reborn using his own Dao Fruit, having devoured the living beings of the Great Wei Dynasty, but he hadn’t had time to absorb their souls.

That wasn’t the main issue.

The most important thing was that the Great Wei ancestor, Nangong Jingwo, had also been refined by him.

The Great Wei ancestor, Nangong Jingwo, was also a peerless Prodigy in his time. When he entered the imperial tomb to set up the ten-thousand-year scheme, his Cultivation was also at the Half-Immortal stage.

Even though Nether Old Ancestor was formidable, his Primordial Spirit was severely damaged by Shen Qingqiu.

At this moment, he certainly couldn’t suppress Nangong Jingwo.

But what about Ink Corpse?

Two Half-Immortal experts were vying for control of the body, and he actually managed to secure a place.

“It’s a pity I can’t determine their location, otherwise, I could go and help, and perhaps even gain a Half-Immortal Rank Clone!”

As time passed, Chu Mo’s connection to the Ink Corpse Clone grew weaker and weaker. Perhaps Nangong Jingwo and Nether Old Ancestor had decided the victor and began refining the other souls within the body.

Chu Mo was helpless in this regard.

The Xuanxiao high-level meeting also concluded. Chu Mo barely listened throughout, his mind entirely focused on contacting his Clone.

Finally, Chu Mo stopped Shen Qingqiu, who was about to leave.

“Senior Brother, wait!”

“Junior Brother, what else is it?!”

“Has Senior Sister Nangong returned?!”

“She hasn’t returned. Junior Brother, do you know where she is?!” Shen Qingqiu pressed, then shook his head: “How could you know?”

The Great Wei had suffered this upheaval.

And at that time, he was being pulled by this Junior Brother to ambush the Demonic Path, so he didn’t go to rescue her in time.

Therefore, he was very worried and self-reproachful about Nangong Yan’s unknown whereabouts.

However, Nangong Yan was not dead.

This was his intuition, and his intuition had always been very accurate.

At this point, Chu Mo said again: “Senior Sister Nangong had a conversation with me some time ago. She said that her Cultivation seemed to be experiencing Qi Deviation, and there was always a voice in her heart telling her to go to Youming Mountain.”

“And what else?” Shen Qingqiu seemed to grasp something and eagerly pressed.

“I don’t know much either. Anyway, Senior Sister Nangong only said that her Cultivation of her ancestral Cultivation Technique had some Qi Deviation, like a Heart Demon had emerged… Senior Brother, you said, with the Great Wei suffering this upheaval, could Senior Sister Nangong be exploited by her Heart Demon?”

“What you said makes sense.” Shen Qingqiu nodded, turned, and disappeared on the spot, leaving only one sentence: “I’ll go to Youming Mountain to take a look.”

Youming Mountain will likely suffer a calamity!

He had to Move the spies hidden in Youming Mountain to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

After contacting Mingzhu, Grand Elder of Nether Mountain, Chu Mo left Tower of the Heavens.

Walking outside, he breathed in the fresh air.

Chu Mo’s eyes grew deeper.

The Golden Age was approaching, and countless old monsters were awakening from their slumber, which also meant that this world was becoming increasingly dangerous.

Staying by Shen Qingqiu’s side and exploring on his own were two completely different experiences.

“Shen Qingqiu, who exactly is he? He was at Tribulation Stage from birth, and now he can severely injure a Half-Immortal with one Move. What is his limit?!”

Chu Mo truly couldn’t fathom Shen Qingqiu’s depth.

It felt like even a Child of Luck appearing before Shen Qingqiu would be casually swept aside by him.

“Alas! Those who possess Luck now have the power to protect themselves. It’s time to send them out. This world needs a different kind of force to intervene!”

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Ten Thousand Mountains.

Shen Jian Sect Sect Master Xie Xuan was about to go down the mountain to purchase a batch of magical swords for the new Disciples who had been ‘abducted’… no, ‘recruited’ into the Sect, when he suddenly noticed spatial fluctuations not far away.

“A Secret Realm? Let’s go take a look! If it’s a World Secret Realm, then Shen Jian Sect’s resources can keep up, and we won’t have to constantly hunt Yao Beasts to sustain the Sect!”

As he approached, he saw a young man, with two fingers held like a sword, using Sword Intent to cleave a Soul Transformation Stage Yao Beast to death.

And that young man’s Cultivation had also just reached the Soul Transformation Stage.

“The Yao Beasts of the Spirit Realm are nothing more than this! I just wonder if the people of the Spirit Realm use swords?!”

Although his words were a bit erratic, his talent was genuinely formidable.

Xie Xuan saw his Sword Dao talent, so he flew to stand before him.

“I see your talent is excellent. Are you willing to join my Shen Jian Sect and Cultivate the supreme Sword Dao?!”

The young man turned and gazed at Xie Xuan.

“Shen Jian Sect?! It’s simple if you want me to join Shen Jian Sect: defeat me with Sword Intent!”

“Good!”

As soon as the words fell.

Both sides simultaneously activated their Sword Arts.

They didn’t use spiritual power, only pure Sword Intent.

In the heavens and earth, countless swords condensed around them, piercing each other.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!”

In the clash of Sword Intent, Xie Xuan had a slight edge, but the Sword Intent emerging from the ground ripped his clothes.

Xie Xuan didn’t care. Instead, he stared at the young man in front of him and demanded: “Who taught you this Myriad Swords Return to the Origin? Who is your master?”

Myriad Swords Return to the Origin was the highest Profound Truth of the “Divine Sword Art,” and the method of Sword Intent emerging from the ground strongly resembled a certain mischievous fellow.

“I am Yang Shisan, and my master is Dugu Huimo. Senior, do you know my master?!”

Dugu Huimo? Are you sure it’s not Han Li?!

Taking a deep breath, Xie Xuan adjusted his urge to hit the guy in front of him and said: “Your master, of course I know him, but he’s not called Dugu Huimo, he’s called Han Li!”

“Han Li?” Yang Shisan frowned, “Why have I never heard my master mention that?”

“He has an unusual number of enemies, so it’s normal that you haven’t heard. If you want to know about your master’s scoundrelly deeds, then come back to Shen Jian Sect with me. By then, you’ll know!”

Yang Shisan pondered for a moment and said: “Alright.”

The Move the other party just displayed was exactly the same as what his master had taught him.

Their relationship must be extraordinary.

Perhaps they were sworn brothers.

Currently, he was alone in this Spirit Realm, unfamiliar with the people and places, so it was better to follow the other party to this Shen Jian Sect.

When Yang Shisan arrived at Shen Jian Sect.

He finally understood why the Shen Jian Sect Sect Master said his master had many enemies.

Because the entire Shen Jian Sect was.

“So your master’s name is Han Li, huh!”

“My master, Dugu Huimo!”

“Then what about the Sword Qi emerging from the ground? Your master often used those unorthodox methods back then.”

“Could it be a coincidence?!”

“Never mind, form an array! Thirty-six people, form the Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Sword Array.”

“The Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Sword Array only has thirty-six people. Why not form the Earthly Fiend Seventy-Two Sword Array, which can have seventy-two people!”

“Then why not form the Minor Thousand Sword Array? It can include a thousand people!”

“Good point!”

At the same time, many people, like Yang Shisan, appeared in various parts of the Xuanling Continent.

However, most of them weren’t as miserable as Yang Shisan.