Chapter 327
From that moment on, his temperament became increasingly unpredictable.
“Why has it taken so long to investigate the Wanxiang Xianzong? It’s like a stone sinking into the sea!”
The voice of the Huàn Mó Shengzi was low and heavy.
Noticing the Shengzi's displeasure, Luo Yexian straightened up. “Didn’t you say not to disturb you until there were results? Isn’t that your instruction?”
“.....”
The shadow of the Huàn Mó Shengzi flickered twice.
“Why can’t you all be a bit more flexible?”
“You said last time that we were clumsy and narrow-minded, that we shouldn’t act on our own and should always follow your wise guidance,” Luo Yexian replied smoothly.
“But I also said that in urgent situations, we could make our own decisions.”
“But you didn’t specify whether this counts as an urgent situation.”
“Didn’t I say you should ask if you’re unsure?!”
The Shengzi’s tone was gritted with frustration.
Luo Yexian stood his ground. “But you said not to disturb your meditation until there were results...”
He was very methodical, following the rules laid out by the Shengzi to the letter.
“You...”
The shadow trembled violently a few times.
Perhaps the Huàn Mó Shengzi wanted to curse, but considering that the head of the Beast Hall was his uncle, some words could end up hurting him more than the enemy...
Why hadn’t he realized before how difficult communication could be?
Oh, in the past, although the Beast Hall had a head, it was merely a title without substance.
Most matters in the Southern Border were led by Han Zhen, but now that Han Zhen was dead, the average intelligence of the Beast Hall had plummeted...
If Luo Yexian weren’t his uncle, he would have invoked the rules long ago!
“Enough! What have you accomplished so far?”
“Reporting to the Shengzi, we’ve tracked them to Qingmu City and are waiting for the right moment. As soon as they leave the city, we’ll find them immediately!” Luo Yexian said solemnly, finally saying something reliable.
The Huàn Mó Shengzi’s fluctuating shadow stabilized a bit. The so-called Wanxiang Xianzong was likely a figment of imagination, but what if it wasn’t?
The glimpse of the iceberg they had seen was terrifying.
Even a one-in-a-thousand chance was enough to warrant caution.
“They’re in Qingmu City?”
“Exactly.”
The Huàn Mó Shengzi took a deep breath. He couldn’t leave just yet and was worried that Luo Yexian would mess things up, so he emphasized again:
“Find them, but first test the waters. Even if you find out it’s a false lead, you must consult me on how to handle it. Report any developments to me!”
“Yes!”
With that, the shadow vanished.
Before long, the dishes were served, and the Huàn Mó disciples pulled out a few sets of mahjong to pass the time, as there was nothing else they could do.
Suddenly, the buck-toothed priest’s eyes widened.
“Pure hand! I have a pure hand with seven pairs! Pay up, pay up!”
But not long after, a middle-aged priest rushed back from outside, shouting:
“Hall Master, they’ve left the city!”
“Alright, let’s set off immediately.”
Luo Yexian sprang to his feet, flipping the mahjong table over in the process.
“But I have a pure hand...”
“Important matters take precedence! How can you be so distracted? Can’t you tell the difference between what’s urgent and what’s not?”
“???”
In short, the group of Huàn Mó disciples set off in a grand procession, boarding a sixth-grade disaster beast and soaring into the sky.
Along the way, the thin middle-aged priest kept a close watch on the direction of the power of all beings.
After a while, he spoke again:
“Hall Master, the gathering point of the power of all beings is just ahead.”
“Oh? Has it stopped?”
Luo Yexian squinted his eyes.
Ahead lay a lush and sprawling peach blossom forest, with a stream of green water flowing like a jade ribbon, its destination unknown.
Peach petals floated on the stream, creating a breathtakingly beautiful and serene scene, almost like a passage to a fairyland.
Woo—
The sound of a flute seemed to flow along with the babbling water.
“Who goes there?!”
Luo Yexian asked warily.
The Huàn Mó disciples instinctively looked up, their pupils narrowing in shock.
Deep within the peach blossom forest, a small boat was slowly approaching.
At the bow stood a girl in a dark-colored flowing dress, her figure ethereal and otherworldly. The hem of her dress danced lightly as she played a bamboo flute, the melody echoing through the forest, sounding as if it came from the heavens, distinct from any tune known to the world, yet imbued with a sense of ancient sorrow.
Cough, it was indeed a unique style.
If anyone from the mortal realm had heard “Big Fish,” that would truly be a ghostly encounter.
But regardless.
Such a scene, imbued with an aura of immortality, left everyone hesitant to act.
More importantly, the girl was extraordinary.
Her face was veiled in a light gauze, revealing only her delicate brows. It should have been just a veil, but when one looked closely, they felt her celestial beauty was shrouded in mist, impossible to see clearly.
Even with eyes closed, one wouldn’t know a person stood there!
It was as if she didn’t belong to this world!
Luo Yexian, feeling a sense of caution, asked:
“Who are you?”
“......”
Ying Bing lowered her bamboo flute, remaining silent and coldly gazing at the group.
This was a request from Li Mo, to remind her of the days without him.
In a performance, the key was to seize the initiative; she didn’t need to say anything.
The gaze of the Ice Block was overwhelming!
Luo Yexian: “!”
The Huàn Mó disciples: “!!!”
What an air of aloofness, those emotionless autumn-like eyes! It was as if she were a deity looking down upon the mortal realm!
This gaze exerted immense pressure.
It made Luo Yexian and the others sweat profusely, feeling like mere mortals unworthy of her attention!
Even in the presence of the Shengzi, they had never felt this way!!
Well...
The timing was just right.
The observing little Li nodded in satisfaction, pleased that Ice Block’s performance exceeded his expectations, almost too real to be acting.
Next time, he’d have to rein her in a bit...
The first step was complete. Li Mo stepped out of the peach blossom forest and called out:
“Senior Sister, don’t be hasty in killing; these people are outsiders brought here by my junior brother.”
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Chapter 357: After walking several dozen steps, the Wanxiang Xianzong became clear.
In the peach blossom forest, a certain little Li who had transformed using the seventy-two transformations, donned in a pure Yang robe with deer antlers atop his head, walked out leisurely.
This time, he had transformed into Bai Ze, with a fine ring of fur around his neck, his gaze clear as if it could penetrate the heart.
He stood with his hands behind his back, walking on the green waves, his white robe fluttering, exuding an elegant and calm demeanor.
This was in stark contrast to the saintess of the Wanxiang Xianzong.
Li Mo smiled at the Huàn Mó disciples:
“Did you come looking for me?”
The best male and female leads of Qingyuan Sect were sharing the stage! (Ice Block wasn’t acting)
And one was playing the red face while the other played the white face! First, the seemingly unfathomable, ice-cold saintess of the Wanxiang Xianzong took the lead, putting immense pressure on the others.
Then, the understanding junior brother would step in to ease the tension. With this combination, anyone who came would feel overwhelmed.
Luo Yexian glanced at the thin middle-aged man beside him, who nodded in agreement.
The direction of the power of all beings indeed pointed to this young man before them.
He looked at Ying Bing in shock, feeling that her gaze was like a thorn in his back. He had a sense that if he uttered a single ‘no,’ he might just lose his head...
“Indeed.”
Luo Yexian’s eyes flickered as he nodded.
After all, he had been instructed to prioritize testing the waters. Not knowing the depth of the situation, he didn’t dare to rashly tear the facade.
Only then did the Wanxiang Saintess shift her gaze.
A small boat once again floated with the water’s waves, drifting downstream.
As she temporarily withdrew, the Huàn Mó disciples let out a sigh of relief.
“Did you know we would come?”
Luo Yexian suddenly realized.
The other party had come out to greet them, clearly having anticipated their visit!
Li Mo appeared relaxed, nodding and smiling as if unguarded:
“If I hadn’t wanted to see you, how could you have found me?”
Hiss...
From his words, it seemed he had intentionally leaked his aura, knowing they would come?
They had always thought they were the ones tracking him!
“Luo Yexian, Hall Master of the Huàn Mó Sect, relative of the Huàn Mó Shengzi, at the sixth level of the outer realm, unfortunately limited by his innate abilities, has been desperately seeking a chance to attain the法体 (fǎ tǐ, a term referring to a specific state of being or cultivation), but has yet to succeed, correct?”
Luo Yexian: “!!”
How did he know that??!
Li Mo chuckled and continued:
“And your mahjong skills are quite poor.”
“！！！！？”
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