“Have you taken care of the matter I asked you about?”
“I’ve got it under control, don’t worry. I’ve already hired several storytellers from under the overpass to detail the conflict between Li Mo and Ying Bing, and how they’ve offended His Highness the Crown Prince. Anyone with influence in this area will know about it.”
A shadowy figure raised his head.
“So, the Crown Prince’s sword attendant, Dan Hong, who got beaten to a pulp and turned into a pig’s head, is one of your people?”
The woman seemed to take a deep breath, struggling to contain her anger.
A heavy silence fell over the scene.
The atmosphere became quite awkward.
Finally, the male voice cleared his throat and said, “Hold on, this is all according to your instructions.”
“When did I ever say I wanted to be portrayed as another pathetic, incontinent pig’s head?”
“Think about it. The more miserable you appear, doesn’t that just prove how badly Li Mo and Ying Bing have offended the Crown Prince? It’ll make it easier for them to be driven out.”
“Then those who are willing to pledge loyalty to the Crown Prince will be even more eager to act and eliminate the source of the problem, right?”
Indeed, the woman in the shadows was Dan Hong.
She snorted coldly, realizing the other party had a point. She stopped dwelling on the matter and asked, “What if no one takes action?”
“Not a problem. I’ve already hired an assassin from the Xiyu Tower. He was once ranked among the top five in the Earthly Fiends, but later defected to the Huanmo Sect. In the martial world, he’s known for leaving no survivors.”
“Is he reliable?” Dan Hong narrowed her eyes.
“He’s a professional; you don’t need to worry.”
The shadowy man chuckled lightly. “Let’s not even talk about the God-Viewing Realm; he’s successfully assassinated targets in the Fifth Realm before. Once he enters the Lankao Mountain, he’s got a ninety percent chance of burying those two.”
Only then did Dan Hong feel a bit more at ease. She took out a box containing the deposit.
The shadowy figure took the money and vanished from sight.
Before long.
At the base of the bridge, figures were scattered about, and three shouts rang out from the street.
A storyteller appeared again under the overpass, squinting at the passersby with his bulging eyes. He donned a long robe and struck the wooden board.
“Now, let me tell you about the Cold Fairy. She is truly breathtaking and unparalleled, the first to rank higher on the Hundred Flowers List than on the Hidden Dragon List.”
“With her alone, she fought against two Inner Realm experts! Even the Crown Prince’s sword attendant pales in comparison, like a wild chicken next to a phoenix.”
“That battle was spectacular! Ladies and gentlemen, let me elaborate.”
Ding ling guang lang—
Various rewards were tossed onto the stage.
Inside a passing carriage.
“Word has spread to Lankao Mountain already?”
“Not gonna lie, the storyteller has some skill.”
Li Mo was a bit surprised but then nodded, feeling it was only natural.
The Cold Fairy was indeed breathtaking and unparalleled; he could attest to that.
After all, the soft jade-like hand he held was cool to the touch, yet it didn’t feel cold at all.
“What are you staring at, Bing?”
“An anomaly.”
Ying Bing gazed toward the direction of Lankao Mountain.
This anomaly was indeed reminiscent of the Tianhuang Domain she had taken in the Imperial Capital in her previous life.
So, the Tianhuang Domain should have been in the Imperial Capital.
That aerial city, which existed because of the Tianhuang Domain and condensed the sacred objects of the Inner Realm, had lingered in the Imperial Capital for many years, even becoming a divine vision for many geniuses to observe.
For instance, part of its shadow could be seen in Jiang Yu’s divine vision.
So, what was this in Lankao Mountain?
What was the Tianhuang Domain she had obtained in her last life?
Following her gaze, Li Mo saw what appeared to be a mirage in the sky, a city of countless wonders.
Its structure was quite peculiar, not resembling anything from the Nine Heavens or Ten Earths.
Before long.
The anomaly slowly faded, transforming into strange birds that vanished into the heavens and the earth.
Outside the carriage, gasps erupted.
“The wondrous sight has disappeared! Has the spiritual energy of Lankao Mountain finally returned to the world?”
“Does this mean we can enter?”
“I heard from a feng shui master that this tomb is fraught with great danger and terror. It won’t be easy to come back alive.”
“Fortune favors the bold, while the timid starve!”
In an instant, sword lights shot up into the sky, and some rode off at full gallop.
But the scene of the fading anomaly felt familiar to Li Mo.
“Bing, does this have anything to do with the Jade Phoenix God or the Blood Phoenix Essence?”
“Yeah.”
Ying Bing nodded seriously.
“Great! We have to get our hands on it!”
Li Mo’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
What could be better than the allure of Bing? (referring to investment returns)
“I’m not entirely sure yet.”
“Then let’s go find out together!”
Li Mo grabbed her hand, stood up, and stored the carriage in his Xumi space before enveloping them in mist and soaring into the sky.
The wind whistled past their ears.
Ying Bing held her hair, which was blown about by the wind, while her gaze lingered on his profile.
The boy was brimming with enthusiasm, full of energy, as if he were excitedly taking her out to play like when they were children.
But—
The things inside had nothing to do with him.
It was just her own desire to understand.
“Bing, why are you sneaking glances at me?”
“I’m not.”
The two of them flew hand in hand into the clouds, heading toward Lankao Mountain.
Their figures were naturally recognized by many, for as soon as Bing appeared, she stood out like a bright moon in the night sky, impossible to ignore.
Amidst the gasps, the storyteller with bulging eyes under the bridge squinted and took off his long robe.
P.S.: Jiang Yu won’t be redeemed; just wait for the follow-up of the little flop. The character setting is right here, just not fully revealed yet.
This month has been non-stop updates, no breaks at all. Little flop is a bit tired.
Please support with some energy, heh heh~~
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Chapter 400: Li Mo, you really should be careful!
The mist around Lankao Mountain dissipated.
What was once a chessboard bearing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had now sunk into the ground, revealing an entrance that was ten feet wide and so deep that it seemed sunlight could not penetrate.
Some people still needed to hurry from the town to this place.
But others had simply camped out in front of Lankao Mountain, like the members of the Huanmo Sect, who had been eagerly waiting for a long time.
“The spiritual energy of Lankao Mountain has finally dissipated.”
“The immortal was indeed not wrong.”
Tan Zhuyin, clad in a black robe, stood in the sunlight.
“Holy Son, although the things beneath Lankao Mountain originate from our ancestral deity…”
“Isn’t it a bit too arrogant for us to act this way?”
The speaker was a bulging-eyed man. A closer look revealed the insignia of the Yin-Yang Hall on his clothing.
He was indeed the one known for leaving no survivors.
He was a representative sent by the Yin-Yang Hall of the Huanmo Sect, and he said this because he had resumed old practices and taken on private work.
But he never expected that the usually cautious Holy Son and the Beast Hall Master would be so brazen this time.
“Ha ha, we have the protection of my immortal brother.”
Luo Yexian crossed his arms, looking down at the common folk.
“He told us to report back regularly once we enter. What does that mean? It means he’ll step in if anything goes wrong!”
“How can we disclose our movements to outsiders…”
“So you’re saying your eyesight is poor, and you’re just sitting in a well, looking at the sky?”
“Who says my eyesight is poor?!”
The bulging-eyed man was furious; he hated it when others said he had poor eyesight.
“Yesterday, you managed to turn a one into eighty thousand. You call that good eyesight?”
Luo Yexian’s words made the bulging-eyed man take a deep breath, his face slightly reddening.
But who told him he had just entered the Fifth Realm and had no familial ties to the Holy Son?
“Hmph, with enemies at our doorstep, do you want to make a fool of yourselves with infighting?”
Tan Zhuyin suddenly snorted coldly, his tone grave, as a powerful aura surged around him, accompanied by a faint, ferocious dragon’s roar.
He was engaging in a battle of momentum with someone.
The members of the Huanmo Sect were momentarily stunned, looking up at the sky.
Above them, a figure wearing a golden crown seemed to block out the sun, descending with cold indifference.
Behind him followed a group of silver-armored Celestial Guards, all exuding powerful auras.
“Creeping insects, defeated minions, hiding your heads and tails is one thing, but you dare to come before me so brazenly?”
“Ha ha, what is the Great Yu Dynasty to me? You have no idea what kind of existence stands behind me!”
Tan Zhuyin sneered.
Facing the Crown Prince of the Great Yu, who had nearly caused his death, he stood with his hands behind his back, exuding immense confidence.
The two factions faced off.