by Fang Xiang
Lin Qian was about to leave when the sect leader suddenly called him.
"Go investigate all the records of ancient tribe descendants being killed in the last two hundred years."
Lin Qian stilled and then quickly reacted. "Yes!"
Translator Ramblings: First Kun Lun, now Xuan Kong, with Tian Huan and Xi Xuan getting irritated as well. Zuo Mo just wants to make enemies with all major powers.
These people have all been working on shen power as well so it isn’t a surprise other people have shen power. Zuo Mo is a catalyst but people have been studying this before he was alive.
Chapter 661: [No Title]
The orange-haired yao learned the yao arts that Zuo Mo taught on the first try.
The orange-haired yao laughed into the sky. His bright orange hair floated around like a ball of fire. He was very smug. "Things like yao arts cannot satisfy a genius like me!"
A Wen felt this guy was an eyesore no matter how he looked. He said disdainfully, "With just the amount of ability you have, ye can beat your teeth out with just a finger."
The orange-haired yao was furious. "Come come come! Let us fight three hundred rounds. The first one to flee is a dog!"
A Wen glared back angrily. "I'm just afraid you are the son of a turtle!"
Bam bam bam bam!
"They started again!" Nan Yue covered her forehead and said with an expression of helplessness.
"It will be fine once you are accustomed." The black smoke yao did not change expression.
Ming Jue Zi and Cang Ze raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other before lowering their heads to go back, concentrating on their own cultivation.
Zuo Mo had taught them new yao arts but what was most valuable was that he had taught them about the lessons in the Great Peace Mo Steles.
Each of them had been given a copy of the text from the Great Peace Mo Stele. The great skill that Zuo Mo had displayed with all kinds of yao arts had immediately attracted their attention.
There was also a group of flower yao that listened to his lesson with them.
Only A Wen who cultivated mo skills was an aberration. The two who had progressed the most was the orange haired yao and, unexpectedly, the other was A Wen.
There was nothing to be said of the orange haired yao's improvement. While he was forgetful and easily distracted, his talent was just as unfathomable as his changes in subject.
A Wen was even weirder. Zuo Mo clearly was talking about yao arts but A Wen's mo skills were what improved.
But the two who had improved the most did not like each other. They had to fight a few times each day, especially when Zuo Mo was not present.
However, this time, Zuo Mo caught them in the act.
A Wen stood with lowered eyes in front of Zuo Mo. The orange haired yao continued to make faces at Zuo Mo. The other people had expressions of anticipation. Was Daren going to punish these two people who didn't have bottom lines?
"Hem, why are you two fighting each day?" Zuo Mo asked.
"He is jealous of my astounding talent and handsome face!" the orange haired yao said seriously.
A Wen was furious. "You! Come, let us fight three hundred rounds!"
"Do not run!" The orange haired yao's eyes lit up.
"The first to run is a son of a turtle!"
"You're the sun of a turtle!"
'"I'll kill you!"
Zuo Mo could only interfere and hold down the two people. However, even restrained the two still glared angrily at each other.
"I have a way for the two of you to decide who is better." Zuo Mo raised his hand.
"What method?"
"One of you cultivates the mo physique, the other yao arts, it is naturally you cannot compare against each other."
"Yes, yes!" The two nodded. They disliked each other but the two were cultivating completely different things so they could not see who was better except by fighting.
"If this is the case, why don't the two of you cultivate the same thing. Then wouldn't it be easy to see who is better?" Zuo Mo baited.
"Haha! Boss is Boss, just as good as I am, able to think of such a good idea!" The orange haired yao laughed.
"Hmph! I want you to accept your loss!" A Wen snorted.
Zuo Mo smiled cunningly, "I have a method here that requires cultivating ling power, spiritual consciousness, and the mo physique together. However, let me tell you first off that it is very difficult to cultivate this method."
"Is it hard, if it isn't hard, then I cannot show my genius!" the orange haired yao said loudly.
"Hmph, the harder the better, this way, a certain someone will finally accept their defeat!" A Wen snorted coldly.
"You idiot, just wait to lick Genius Orange's toes!" the orange haired yao raised his head proudly to gaze at the sky.
"I'll kill you son of a turtle!" A Wen's eyes burned with fire.
"Oh oh oh! You really have spirit! Motivation! Good good! One copy of the method for each of you." Zuo Mo took out two jade scrolls with a smile.
Each of them took one.
Zuo Mo patted the orange haired yao's shoulder. "Big Orange, do not fail the name of a genius!"
"Boss, don't worry!" The orange haired yao had a proud expression. "There isn't any method created yet that can pose a problem to Genius Orange!"
Zuo Mo walked in front of A Wen and patted A Wen's shoulder with a smile. "A Wen, you will have to defend the reputation of Guard Camp!"
"Boss, don't worry! I'll kill the son of a turtle!" A Wen gritted out.
"Crude!" The orange haired yao had a disdainful expression.
"Idiot!" A Wen glared back.
"Work hard!" Zuo Mo smiled as he waved at the two and left.
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"This Xiao Mo Ge's battalion is too difficult to enter! I heard that only eight were admitted today!"
"It's normal. Think about it, haven't you seen that they don't lack for people! If it wasn’t that there were too many people coming, why would they form a new battalion?"
"Ah, it really is frustrating. Did you see the factions nearby, all of them are jealous. I heard my brother say that they have sent people around to recruit people as well. Ha, even if you don't make it, if you can pass the first round of selection, you don't have to worry about finding your next job. If you can go through two rounds, there will be at least twenty places you can pick with good benefits!"
"Even the best cannot compare to Xiao Mo Ge's battalion. He is so young and able, to even kill a marshal. His future is not something that these little factions can have. Maybe he can becoming king!"
"King? You are exaggerating … …"
Discussion of Xiao Mo Ge was everywhere in the hotel. As the hottest topic of discussion, there was new news about him everyday. Also, Xiao Mo Ge was just over twenty and had created such a string of miracles. His influence among the younger generation had reach a stunning level.
This was the age when people were most spirited and ambitious. A living role model motivated them.
No one noticed that, in the corner, the dim and muddy eyes of an old person suddenly flashed when he heard that Xiao Mo Ge had killed a marshal.
The old man was bald, his face full of wrinkles, his clothing in rags and looked very poor.
He finished drinking the poor wine before standing and walking out of the hotel.
He silently walked on the street. When the wind blew by, his figure looked desolate.
"Customer, customer, take a look! The newest mirages about the battle where Xiao Mo Ge killed Marshal Yu. Completely new mirages. Only here. Recorded by those present. You have to watch … …"
When the shouts of the store on the side entered the old man's eyes, he stopped walking.
"How much?"
"Fifteen mobei!"
"Give me one."
"Alright!"
The old man walked to the corner and played the mirage.
The store was not lying and it was a first hand recording. However, the recorde
r was not very powerful and the interference from the power released during the fight had been great so the image was not very clear.
The old man watched carefully.
When he saw Zuo Mo and Marshal Yu fight, light flashed across the dull eyes. At this time, the old man was like a vicious weapon with sharp edges and filled with a dangerous presence.
But he quickly noticed his change and recovered his previous state.
But when he saw A Gui, his body shook. Especially when the purple light in A Gui's eyes flashed from within the mirage, the old man became motionless.
Two lines of hot tears suddenly rolled from his dull eyes.
The mirage in front of him shattered into dots of light without any warning.
———
"A sword xiu?"
A cold voice came from above the large hall and the commanders below shivered.
"Yes!" The person who spoke was prostrated on the ground and didn't dare to move. His expression was terrified as large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. The drops made clear sounds as they hit the floor.
The commanders looked with sympathy at him.
"A sword xiu dares to move around on my territory. Ha!" The cold voice was emotionless as though it was narrating a simple thing.
The mo that was on the ground sweated even more. The other commanders also changed expression. Anyone could hear that Lord was angered!"
"Good, very good!"
The mo who was on the ground had an ashen face. He suddenly kowtowed furiously. Then he raised his blood-covered face and said with a trembling voice, "This subordinate is useless! I have disappointed Lord! This subordinate will pay for the crime with death and is not angry! This subordinate's child is young. Lord, Brothers, please look after him!"
Finishing, his right hand suddenly hit his own head and his head shattered. His body fell to the floor lifelessly!
The commanders had expression of pain but no one dared to speak. It would be bad to ask for mercy at this time. Lord was brutal but he still cared about those that had been with him for along time.
As expected, the person in the hall was silent for moment before speaking. "Give a spot in the child camp this year to his son. Tell him not to shame the name of his father. Bury him with honors."
"Yes!" The commanders acknowledged.
"I heard that sword xiu said that he did not fear any fight, yes?"
The commanders' hearts shook and they looked at each other. They hadn't thought that even this had reached the ears of their lord and they immediately knew it wasn't good.
They knew Lord's temper. He always wanted to be the best. Since the words the other had said reached Lord's ears, Lord would not be able to tolerate this. If they continued to be silent, everyone was going to end up bad. They exchanged looks.
One battle general stood out and said, "This subordinate requests to fight!"
"This subordinate requests to fight!"
"This subordinate also requests to fight!"
The mo started to come out and request to fight.
"You are not allowed to use battalions. In my territory, I cannot lose face. And if you have to use battalions to deal with a single sword xiu…"
The cold voice echoed in the large hall. Everyone felt bitter inside. If they knew beforehand how the situation would devolve, then they would have already used battalions to already to kill this sword xiu. Then nothing would have happened.
But since Lord had said this, they couldn't do anything.
"I give you five days. If you have not killed that sword xiu, you can end your own lives. You do not have to come see me."
Everyone felt their scalp prickle. The corpse on the ground entered their view. Their expressions changed but they gritted their teeth and acknowledged. "Yes!"
Translator Ramblings: There's the Wei Sheng update. The two poor lab mice … … your esteemed boss really knows how to motivate you.
Chapter 662: [No Title]
Leaving the hall, everyone had serious expressions.
One of the more reputable clan leaders said, "Everyone, we have no method of retreat. If we cannot complete this task, the Lord will be angry and it will be a calamity to our clans!"
The other people nodded.
"Lord is right. A sword xiu dares to be so arrogant under our eyes, if we left him alive we would have no face left!"
"You are right!"
The people all agreed.
They quickly discussed for the clans to send out the strongest experts of their clan to kill this sword xiu!
No one thought that this battle that was fated to shake the world would be started by their hands.
———
The youth looked at the person in front of him. He was startled and then shot forward to grab the other's collar. He lowered his voice and cried, "You dared to come back! You aren't afraid of being killed?"
His lowered voice was filled with suppressed excitement.
The newcomer chucked. "Since I dare to come, I am not afraid."
If someone saw this, they would definitely scream. This person was Gu Liang Dao!
In Xi Xuan! Gu Liang Dao had sneaked back into Xi Xuan. Who could have thought of this?
The white-robed youth released him and set up a jinzhi to stop people from eavesdropping before he smiled. "I forgot that you are actually a detail-minded person and would leave yourself an escape route. You had conquered those mo jie for so long, how could you not do something? You knew that this day would come."
Gu Liang Dao's smile was slightly bitter.
The youth saw this and couldn't help but sigh inside. He smiled and said, "You are pretty good now, at least you are free and don't need to be ordered around by those young masters. Come, let's drink some tea."
Gu Liang Dao did not speak and drained the cup.
"Come and help me!"
Gu Liang Dao suddenly said in a muffled voice.
The youth holding the teacup suddenly stilled. His expression was unchanged as he said with a smile, "Your situation is not very good right now. While the people under you are loyal, but many of them have families over here. As time progresses, they will change. Also, you only have mo jie under your command and they are not friendly to you xiuzhe."
Gu Liang Dao laughed and there was no fear on his face. "You are right, so you come help me. No one knows your talents better than me. It would be very boring for you to die of old age on this mountain."
The youth suddenly smiled and rose. "Let's go."
Gu Liang Dao stilled.
"What? You have other things to do?" the youth asked.
"Nothing." Gu Liang Dao instinctively answered. Then he laughed. "I spent so much time trying to think of many ways to persuade you but I didn't even use one of them."
The youth shrugged. "I'm just an accountant in Xi Xuan and the amount of jingshi I get every month is pitiful. I don't have any family or relationships. At least, with you, I will get to eat meat."
"Haha!" Gu Liang Dao laughed freely.
Their departure did not attract any attention.
For Xi Xuan, he was just an insignificant person.
———
Li Xian Er looked around curiously. This was the first time she was in the mo territories. The guards around her were careful and looked warily at the surroundings.
When they saw the group of mo in the distance, they became even more nervous.
A youth flew out of the troop and landed near Li Xian Er.
"Is this Tian Huan's Miss Xian Er?" The mo youth bowed and greeted without any timidity.
"I am Li Xian Er." Li Xian Er came forward and bowed. "Sir is?"
The mo youth's gaze landed on Li Xian Er and immediately showed shock. He said with a smile, "This one is the son of Marshal Di. Miss Xian Er can call me Xi. Xi has come with orders from Marshal Miao to welcome Miss Xian Er."
"Thanks, Master Xi!" Li Xian Er smiled slightly.
"Please!" Xi turned his body slightly and reached out to usher her.
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br /> On the road, the two had a good conversation. Xi was a good conversationalist, and easy to talk to. He had exceptional knowledge and it was undoubtedly a pleasure to chat with him.
Li Xian Er glanced at Xi's guards out of the corners of her eyes and was intimidated. These mo guards had heavy killing intent around them and clearly were experienced. This Marshal Di really had considerable power.
She had been very shocked when Grandfather had told her to come see the mo. She had gaped when she learned that Tian Huan had deep relationship with the mo. She had never been so naïve to think that xiuzhe should exterminate yaomo but she had never thought that Tian Huan and the mo had such a close relationship.
Later, she learned that it wasn't just Tian Huan. The other three great sects also had allies among the mo.
Li Xian Er suspected that there would be allies of the sects in the yao world as well.
After the initial shock, Li Xian Er quickly calmed down. It was normal when she thought about it. The four great sects had existed for thousands of years and the mo were not a unified and monolithic group.
Her mission was to be an envoy to the mo on behalf of Tian Huan.
This was the first time that Tian Huan and Marshal Di would meet for the first time.
The troop that welcomed them was very large. Someone of Xi's stature acting as the messenger reflected the importance that Marshal Di placed on Lian Xian Er's group. Li Xian Er looked around excitedly at the novel scenery along the way.
Xi's gaze occasionally landed on Li Xian Er'sr face and a hint of heat flashed across his eyes.
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"This is Xiao Mo Ge's information." Ming Yue Ye's eyes were bright like stars.
Ji Li Yu carefully browsed it.
"He was able to enter the Ten Finger Prison and cultivate the Ten Crow Celestial Apparatus. He should have the blood of both mo and yao. This person is of unknown background and is very powerful. His yao arts and mo skills are very outstanding; he is also a gold battle general."
Ming Yue Ye's voice was clear and pleasing to hear
"What he cultivates is shen power."
Ji Li Yu's expression was shocked. "Shen power? Shen power actually exists?"
"He is not the only one, there are two women with him that also cultivate shen power. We suspect that he is a descendant of an ancient tribe and that he has a complete shen power inheritance."
