by Fang Xiang
"Is this the King's Horn?" Mo Ru almost shouted.
"No." Zuo Mo shook his head.
For some unknown reason, the five sighed in relief. The pressure on them decreased. If it really was the King's Horn, it would be too shocking.
"Good good! So scary! I had thought that this was the King's Horn! Motherf***er, if a treasure is too good, one cannot endure the consequences!" Si Du still felt lingering fear.
Everyone else nodded.
Zuo Mo glanced at them and said with a calm expression, "This is the other horn of the first mo king."
Translator Ramblings: Zuo Mo is an evil storyteller.
Chapter 873: Forming Beads In The Death Eye
The Yin Tomb Five Ghosts were dumbstruck.
While it was not the King's Horn, it was still stunning. The first king of the mo. Just this name was enough to cause them to wet themselves.
"Is it really true?" Si Du stammered out.
The other four locked closely at Zuo Mo as though there was a flower growing off his face.
"Of course it's true." Zuo Mo smiled. He looked at Mo Ru and held the horn in front of her. "If you regret it, I will pick something else."
Mo Ru furiously waved her hand. "This thing is a hot potato, only Grandmaster can possess it!"
The other four nodded. Mo Ru's words were not flattery. The Yin Tomb Guards were about to start fighting with Eastern Nether Mansion. No matter which side won, none of them would dare to offend Grandmaster. In Nether Realm where forgers were rare and valuable, one's head would definitely be wrong if they went to offend a grandmaster that could forge shen devices. In their view, the four nether lords would not do something so stupid.
If Grandmaster wanted the horn, the four nether lords would not hesitate even if it was the true King's Horn, and not just the long horn of the first king.
And this long horn had an astounding history but it seemed as though only Grandmaster would have the ability to forge it into a true [King's Horn].
In these days, people believed in the power of battalions and experts. The Yin Tomb Five Ghost would not believe that one horn would be enough to conquer the world.
The Nether King didn't have the horn and he still united the Nether Realm!
In other words, it still depended on who had the stronger fist. But Mo Ru and the others did not want to be involved with something as troublesome as this. While they listened with great attention, they had no intentions of taking it for themselves.
If this was in the past, they might get a reward if they gave it as tribute to Nether King. But the king had not been seen for a long time. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive. Having it in their possessing would bring a calamity.
Zuo Mo put away the long horn. He had great interest in it. The [King's Horn] of legend seemed wondrous. This long horn most likely was extraordinary. He was god-level and he lacked treasures he could use. While the talismans and shen devices he forged before were not bad, they were still lacking for him at present.
The shen power of a god-level expert was not something that normal talismans could withstand.
Lin Qian had the Immemorial Shen Sword, Eldest Shixiong had the God-Killing Blood Sword but he did not have an appropriate shen device. While Zuo Mo had pit Eldest Shixiong against Lin Qian in his mind, he did not have any assurances of when Eldest Shixiong would wake up. If Lin Qian came out of seclusion and Eldest Shixiong had not woken up, he was the only one that was a match.
Zuo Mo noted down this matter and his gaze swept across Si Du's collection.
Si Du had pulled out a few more things after trading for the black sand. Things that this person kept to the end were good things. Zuo Mo's gaze swept across a stone figure, and his head jumped. This stone was about the size of his fist, and there were countless black and white rings moved around the surface of the stone. These rings were of various sizes that gathered and spread apart.
Yinyang Ring Stone!
Zuo Mo unhesitatingly chose it.
Si Du felt slight pain but he sighed in relief. The Yinyang Ring Stone was unique, but for Si Du that was primarily focused on poisons, it was not as useful as the other items.
Everyone took what they needed.
"How long will Grandmaster take to forge shen equipment?" Si Du couldn't resist asking.
Zuo Mo thought. "You five are all different, and the time will be different, but it will be no later than a month."
Hearing Zuo Mo give the deadline of a month, the five were satisfied. Eastern Nether Mansion would need time to gather the troops to attack the Ten Thousand Tombs of the Underworld. The Yin Tomb Guards were on the defensive and these five did not need to worry about the initial clashes.
"Then we will bid you farewell." Si Du bid farewell to Zuo Mo. He desperately needed to find a place to refine the nether sand he just obtained. Recovering from his wounds was the right choice at this time.
The others also bid farewell. With a great battle coming, they needed to prepare many things. They each lead a battalion and they were busy.
Zuo Mo did not keep them. He also had many matters to attend to.
He decided to forge pseudo-shen devices for the five that were like the Angel Device Raiment. With his present cultivation, forging pseudo-shen devices were not difficult for him.
His success rate at the Weapon Layering Craftsmanship was astounding high. This was an advantage of his cultivation.
The three hundred items of shen equipment could not satisfy the Ghost Lord's need. The problem now was that the material supply could not keep up with Zuo Mo's forging speed. Almost all the warehouses were furiously transporting materials to the Fire Cemetery.
Zuo Mo planned to go to the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools.
This time, he went alone without notifying anyone else.
The Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools were astounding. Zuo Mo sneaked in and followed the direction from last time and walked towards the death eye.
He noticed the three hundred articles of shen equipment had been placed into the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools to be nourished. Each piece of shen equipment was absorbing death energy. Little whirlpools appeared over the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools. Each shen equipment was being heavily guarded.
Zuo Mo carefully avoided the crowds and moved silently in the grey death energy.
He soon was able to feel clearly that the death energy ahead was much thicker. He became alert. He was about to reach the death eye soon. After moving forward for about fifteen minutes, Zuo Mo felt the surrounding death energy was eight times as dense as before.
The death energy here was astounding thick. Zuo Mo's heart trembled.
If he was not god-level, a normal expert would see all kinds of illusions in such thick death energy. The death energy would corrode their bodies. No wonder no one dared to come to the death eye. Even Zuo Mo felt that the death energy was bone-chillingly cold.
Zuo Mo's speed slowed. After moving about ten li further, the surrounding death energy was so thick it was tangible.
With every step, he felt his vision seemed to shake. Countless evil ghosts and thoughts came at him, and illusions sprouted out.
Zuo Mo's expression became stern. He felt a great pressure.
Woosh!
The sun shen fire erupted out of his body. The evil ghosts immediately wailed when they touched the sun shen fire. However, the sticky death energy seemed to be enraged by the sun shen fire. They roared and roiled as waves of death energy moved towards Zuo Mo.
Zuo Mo's expression changed slightly. What kind of place was the death eye that it would have such a great concentration of death energy?
He had never heard of a place with such a great concentration of death energy.
Feeling the great power coming through the roiling death energy, Zuo Mo shook his head. This place was not one he could come to at present. Unless his body completely recovered, and his shen power was replenished, he would not be able to advance.
It seemed that he c
ould only come back after recovering.
However, Zuo Mo did not plan on leaving empty handed. The thick sticky death energy here was a very good material by themselves.
Zuo Mo's hands grabbed at the air.
Moments later, more than fifty beads formed from death energy appeared in his hands. The beads were grey. If one looked at the surface, they would be unconsciously sucked in.
These death energy beads were of rare quality.
After forming fifty death energy beads in succession, a hint of exhaustion flashed across Zuo Mo's face. He was startled. The death energy here was so thick it was incomprehensible! Forming the fifty death energy beads took more effort than forging three hundred articles of shen equipment!
It really was a strange place!
Zuo Mo noted it down and put the death energy beads back in his ring. Then he went back along the way he came. This time, he still gained something. The fifty high quality death energy beads were a considerable profit.
Coming out the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools, Zuo Mo returned to his residence.
He sat for a whole day before recovering. Opening his eyes, he played with the death energy beads in his hands. He remembered the thought he had before and stood up to walk towards the back of the yard.
Arriving in front of the five shen wood coffins. As expected, the death energy in five death energy pools were halved.
Zuo Mo thought and then took out a death energy bead to throw into one of the death energy pools.
Boom!
Surging death energy erupted.
The shen wood coffins suddenly lit up and started to absorb the death energy that had come out. Zuo Mo touched a shen wood coffin and closed his eyes. The death energy was quickly permeating inside the coffin. Because the death energy was in high concentration, after it met the vitality of the shen wood coffin, the base shen power produced was three times stronger than before.
Zuo Mo became excited.
The conclusion he made after repeated consideration in these past days was that enough base shen power would allow everyone to wake up. The base shen power was unique. It could permeate all things and nourish people from the root.
Everything was developing in a good direction. The future was filled with hope.
Zuo Mo pulled out what he had gained today. The marked poison stone could only be given to the flower yao after he returned to Mo Cloud Sea. The dragon heart was for Eldest Shixiong. The jade skeleton for Lan.
The ghost fire flickered in his hand. He was silent. When he obtained the ghost fire, he just had the beginnings of a thought, but the idea was still unclear.
At this time, the female within the ghost fire suddenly appeared. She bowed when she saw Zuo Mo. "Grandmaster!"
Zuo Mo stilled and then his thoughts were pulled back. "What is it?"
"Could Grandmaster bestow a death energy bead to this servant?" the female shadow said honestly. "If Grandmaster could bestow a death energy bead, this servant will be able to stabilize my body, and grow stronger. This servant is willing to be controlled by Grandmaster!"
"Oh!" A look flashed through Zuo Mo's eyes. After a moment of silence, he threw over a death energy bead. "Here!'
The ghost fire female was overjoyed. The ghost fire flickered and wrapped around the death energy bead.
The green ghost fire immediately had a faint tinge of grey.
"This servant needs multiple days to absorb the death energy. Grandmaster, please forgive me." The female figure wavered.
"Go," Zuo Mo said.
The female figure bowed again and then disappeared.
Zuo Mo thought to himself and then put the ghost fire back in the ring. He took out something else. The Yinyang Ring Stone! When Zuo Mo saw this item, the first person he thought of was Luo Li. Yin and yang coexisted on this stone. If this stone was forged into a flying sword, the best form would be two swords chained together, and would be most suitable for Luo Li and Wo Li.
As Zuo Mo's understanding of life and death increased, he saw the connection between Wo Li and Luo Li more clearly. If Wo Li did not die, then Luo Li would not perish. The two were truly a pair that would live and die together. If this stone could be forged into a Yinyang Paired Chain Swords, when the two woke up, their power would go up another level.
Carefully putting the Yinyang Ring Stone away, Zuo Mo picked up his biggest gain of the day. The long horn, the horn of the first mo king.
Zuo Mo's hand caressed the patterns on the surface of the first mo king's horn. He took a deep breath and his mind slowly sank into it.
Translator Ramblings: Prezzies for you, and you, and you!
Chapter 874: Change
Just as Zuo Mo's mind came into contact with the horn of the first mo king, the horn shook. Zuo Mo felt as though his ears were filled with the sound of the horn.
This moaning horn seemed to have a magical power to reach people's minds. Zuo Mo's body uncontrollably trembled and the blood in his body suddenly turned hot.
Zuo Mo jumped in fright!
As expected from the horn of the first mo king. With his god-level cultivation, he was still unable to withstand its power.
At this time, the dark gold bead inside Zuo Mo's body suddenly lit up. Packed sun shen glyphs appeared on the surface of the ball. It was that drop of golden bone marrow that Zuo Mo had extracted from the dark gold femur of the ancient expert. Stimulated by the horn of the first king, it immediately activated! Its power that was mixed with burning sun shen flow quickly spread into Zuo Mo's limbs.
Zuo Mo's mind quickly calmed down.
However, the change just now still frightened Zuo Mo. He found that he was acting far too rash. His body had not recovered. If he encountered danger, there really would not be anyone that could save him.
He had been too rash!
Zuo Mo was still full of fear.
At this time, the light released by the dark golden ball was stopping the horn. Zuo Mo couldn't resist but examine it.
Zuo Mo had never seen these shen glyphs on the inside the horn. Zuo Mo believed some of the rumors now. The sound of the horn caused the blood inside his body to suddenly heat up. He had the blood of a mo. Did the horn of the first mo king truly possess the ability to use the power of mo blood?
Even though Zuo Mo was used to seeing all kinds of treasures, he still found it incomprehensible.
It was common knowledge that the bloodlines of the mo contained great power. This was something that every mo knew. But what really was the power that existed in their blood? No one understood. People only knew that the families that had ancient blood would have greater power in their blood than ordinary people. Also, the purer the blood, the greater the power of the bloodline.
If there was an item that could directly control or affect the power that existed in the blood, it would be terrifying!
Thinking back carefully, it seemed as though Pu Yao and Wei didn't know the location of the King's Horn.
Zuo Mo suppressed his shock and broke his mind free of the King's Horn. Even though he now had god-level cultivation, there were still so many things to explore in the world.
Zuo Mo opened his eyes. He lowered his head to examine the horn of the first mo king, and he stilled.
The horn which had been blackened and dim before was completely changed. There were fine dark red patterns covering the long horn. It was a ancient and mysterious totem character that was as red as blood.
Zuo Mo recognized this character.
King!
Zuo Mo seemed to be struck by lightning as he looked dazedly at the completely transformed long horn in his hand.
What … … what was this?
Zuo Mo thought dazedly for a long time but still did not understand.
The warm feeling that came from the long horn his hand and the ancient and desolate presence caused it to appear mysterious and magnificent.
Was … … this the true King's Horn?
When this thought appeared in Zuo Mo's mind, he could not expel it
. This grand and exquisite long horn, and that bloody red king mark inscribed matched the descriptions of the King's Horn in the legends.
There were faint vibrations that came from the dark red horn that seemed to be the sky that looked down on the world.
King's Horn!
This was the real King's Horn!
Zuo Mo was overjoyed. For Little Mo Ge, as long as it was a treasure, he liked it. The more valuable and rare a treasure was, the more he liked it. He could not move his hand away from caressing the King's Horn. This time, he had really profited!
The King's Horn. The legendary ultimate treasure that was said to dominate all mo. What was the saying? Oh oh, the symbol of power and might, haha, it was great!
Zuo Mo was overcome with joy.
The King's Horn of the legends was able to led the mo and conquer the world. Zuo Mo thought that it would not be as powerful as the legends said, but it probably was a treasure that could lead an army.
After some thought, Zuo Mo suppressed his restless heart. He decided to wait for his shen power to recover before he tried.
Alright, he would recover very soon, Zuo Mo comforted himself.
His days became peaceful again. On one hand, he used the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood to repair his body. On the other, he forged shen equipment and the pseudo-shen devices for the five ghosts.
Actually, with the wealth of the five ghosts, shen devices could be forged. However, it was too much for Zuo Mo to forge shen devices, given his injuries and the short time frame. Pseudo-shen devices were much easier.
Zuo Mo did not feel as though he had anything to do with the fighting between Eastern Nether mansion and the Yin Tomb Guards. Yet what he had not expected that he would be affected as well.
"There's no more Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood?" Zuo Mo frowned. The importance of the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy wood did not have to be said. Without it, the time needed to repair his body would increase greatly.
