Chapter 348
He made an excuse to go to the restroom, and after a brief discussion with the two powerful figures of the Fa Ti realm, he returned.
What’s the deal? Did he take a detour to the restroom and come back as if he had been gone for ages?
He glanced at the middle-aged man with graying hair, Luo Yexian, and then at the youthful figure of Heitu Shangxian. He couldn’t understand how his unfortunate little uncle’s elder brother had called out to them.
“Are you two from the same era?”
“Ah, my dear nephew, this one’s age might not be as straightforward as his realm. We might actually be the ones benefiting from this.”
Luo Yexian felt no burden in calling him ‘brother.’
Tan Zhuyin shot him a disapproving glance, then said seriously, “The journey to Lankeshan is about five hundred miles. We should set off now.”
“Ha, the kid’s too shy. We, as outsiders, shouldn’t be too concerned with worldly titles.”
“Let’s go.”
Li Mo said this while inwardly asking the moon, “Ice Chunk, what kind of maneuvering techniques would resemble those of a great power?”
His imagination was certainly up to par.
But with two Fa Ti realm experts lurking in the shadows, even showing off had to adhere to the basic laws of heaven and earth; otherwise, it would come off as too grandiose and could easily raise suspicions.
“The strong from the Penglai Xingzong can tread upon the Seven Stars.”
“The Tianshan Sword Manor usually travels by sword, summoning thousands of swords to follow.”
“If one were to cultivate the Taiyin Divine Intent to the Fa Ti realm, they could transform into moonlight…”
As Li Mo descended the stairs, he listened to Ice Chunk whispering in his ear.
He began to understand.
It meant that conforming to a certain divine intent was sufficient.
Upon reaching the hot pot restaurant, the demon-calling holy son, Tan Zhuyin, boarded a soft sedan chair, carried by a group of disciples. Each of his bearers was surprisingly a powerful figure in the Neijing realm.
It was worth noting that even the elders of the Qingyuan Sect were merely in the Neijing realm, which showed the grandeur of this demon-calling holy son.
Luo Yexian whistled, and a massive vulture descended, its wings spanning several yards, looking fierce and menacing, far from benevolent.
“Heitu, brother, my bird is quite large; it can accommodate you.”
Luo Yexian invited Li Mo to join him.
“It’s no trouble.”
The Shenshen Lingzhu in Li Mo’s arms trembled.
Roar—
Accompanied by a dragon’s roar, a stunning silhouette shot through the sky, spiraling above, its magnificent feathers shimmering with moonlight, as a gentle breeze swirled around it.
Its oppressive aura enveloped the sky, towering above all spirits.
Its nobility was akin to the embodiment of the moon.
A phoenix.
To be precise, a type of true phoenix.
A moon phoenix.
Ice Chunk: “…”
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Li Mo stepped onto the moon phoenix, and the celestial being riding it beneath the moon spoke calmly, “I have no intention of drawing attention, but since we are heading to the Dream God’s place of inheritance, we must be serious. Let’s go.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the moon phoenix soared into the sky, as if it were another moon crossing the heavens. With each flap of its wings, it scattered glimmers of starlight.
“Wow, this is quite the spectacle from Heitu, brother.”
Luo Yexian gasped, feeling a twinge of regret.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have called him brother; calling him ‘foster father’ would have been better!
“In the time of the Shang Dynasty, it was no less than the existence of a true dragon.”
Tan Zhuyin gazed at the ethereal figure riding the phoenix, a strong yearning rising in his eyes.
An hour later.
Amidst the swirling snow and wind, the group began to descend.
The outlines of small mountains appeared beneath them, also shrouded in clouds, making it hard to distinguish between heaven and earth.
They landed on a mountaintop amidst the sea of clouds.
“Actually, we’ve known for quite some time that Lankeshan might be related to the Dream God’s inheritance.”
Tan Zhuyin looked down at the mist below and said slowly, “But since the ancestral god hasn’t responded, we didn’t dare to disturb.”
It seemed they couldn’t enter without permission.
Li Mo didn’t point this out; he merely surveyed the sprawling Lankeshan mountain range, which appeared square and orderly in the night.
“May I ask, Shangxian, what do you think the feng shui of this mountain range resembles?”
Although Little Li had mentioned he would make a slight effort, he knew nothing about the art of feng shui.
Fortunately, Ice Chunk’s jade legs were indeed quite comfortable to hold onto.
Glancing at the moon, Li Mo spoke lightly, “A game of chess, an unfinished endgame.”
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Chapter 381: Little Li Shangxian’s Confident Entry
“Truly worthy of being called brother; you saw it at a glance.”
Luo Yexian nodded, affirming Li Mo’s statement.
Tan Zhuyin and the other demon-calling disciples gazed seriously at the ground below, as if trying to discern any changes after the Dream God sensed the power of all beings.
Unfortunately, there were none.
Well, they couldn’t see much on their own anyway.
The Demon Calling Sect was not a sect that studied the forces of yin and yang, the five elements, or feng shui.
The information they had was derived from research done by the former Yin Yang Hall.
However, there was a particularly popular young junior in the Yin Yang Hall who harbored ambitions to replace Tan Zhuyin as the holy son.
Naturally, Tan Zhuyin and the others couldn’t wait for the other party to explore together.
They could only turn their attention back to Li Mo.
Li Mo chuckled softly, “You’ve been aware of this place for a long time; haven’t you uncovered any of its mysteries?”
“That’s why we wanted to consult you, Shangxian.”
Tan Zhuyin’s gaze silenced Luo Yexian, who was about to speak.
Li Mo pretended to ponder over the chessboard.
In reality, he was listening to Ice Chunk’s voice, which was transmitted from the Taiyin Divine Intent:
“This place has been arranged by someone using great means, with the energy of the peaks as chess pieces, condensing the spiritual energy of this feng shui treasure land over thousands of years.”
“If we don’t break this formation and recklessly venture in, we will be devoured by the spiritual energy of the land.”
“But at the same time, this spiritual energy can also give rise to heavenly materials and earthly treasures, or even great calamities.”
As he listened, Li Mo, the Heitu Shangxian, relayed the information.
In his eyes, the hint of a smile grew more pronounced.
From Ice Chunk’s tone, it was clear that this formation was not easy to break.
No wonder the members of the Demon Calling Sect looked at the Lankeshan mountain range with not only longing for opportunities but also a deep-seated wariness.
The Demon Calling Sect had evidently conducted multiple investigations of this place.
But it was also clear that each time they returned empty-handed, likely having encountered numerous obstacles along the way.
“Brother Heitu, to be honest with you.”
After receiving a signal from Tan Zhuyin, Luo Yexian spoke up, “Some time ago, our sect attempted to send people into the Lankeshan mountain range, but no matter which direction they went, they always ended up in front of a massive chessboard.”
“If they tried to force their way in without playing chess, they would be countered by the spiritual energy.”
“If they played chess… well, the outcome wouldn’t be much better.”
Luo Yexian recounted.
It turned out that the sect recorded that there had once been a Fa Ti expert in the Yin Yang Hall, who had mastered the arts of yin and yang and the five elements, and was renowned for his chess skills. He had once played against the Grand Minister of Dayu for three days and nights, ultimately winning two of his pieces and earning the title of ‘Chess Sage.’
That senior, bearing the title of Chess Sage, confidently came to Lankeshan to challenge it.
He ended up being gone for seven years.
When this Chess Sage returned, his Fa Ti was exhausted, and he was nearly half-mad, constantly muttering the words ‘break the formation.’
Moreover, from his words, it was vaguely understood that he was not the first chess master to come to Lankeshan.
The higher one’s chess skills, the deeper the trap; among them was even a long-dead master’s remains, who had continued playing until death, becoming a ‘chess slave.’
“Ice Chunk, do you have confidence in breaking this formation?”
Li Mo was looking forward to returning home for the New Year; he didn’t want to be stuck here for ten years, let alone ten days or half a month.
“This formation is indeed unpredictable.”
“How difficult is it?”
Ice Chunk paused for a moment before continuing in a clear voice, “Well, it might not be possible to win by much.”
“…”
So Ice Chunk wasn’t pondering whether they could win.
He was considering how much they could win?
That damned sense of security!
Fortunately, Ice Chunk was reliable.
Otherwise, if he had just said ‘a slight effort’ and then arrived at the place only to say, ‘Sorry to disturb, I have no solution,’ wouldn’t that ruin his image as the disciple of the Heavenly Sovereign, the Heitu Shangxian?
“Ha ha, haven’t you heard? There’s always a way out! Let alone a game of chess.”
Li Mo, the Heitu Shangxian, clasped his hands behind his back, gazing at the star-studded mountain range below, his tone brimming with confidence.
Hearing the earlier tale, he was not afraid at all; instead, it seemed to spark a hint of interest.
“You can break this formation?!”
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Demon Calling Holy Son.
“Let’s try to win as many points as we can.”
“!!”
The members of the Demon Sect exchanged glances.
The formation that had stumped the Demon Calling Sect for thousands of years—did the other party not even consider losing?
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