Chapter 375
“Is there a way? I’ve been asleep for too long.”
Sealing herself within the coffin using secret techniques was not without its costs.
In her soul, many areas had gone blank, leading to issues with her memories.
If one had to describe it with a symptom, it would be somewhat akin to dementia.
After a moment, Qin Yuzhi gave up on recalling.
She squatted on the ground, scratching her head, murmuring:
“Maybe I just instinctively feel that my situation is somewhat similar to how it used to be.”
“It might not be that bad. After all, her realm is still shallow. What was I trying to say?”
“Oh, right, she might just be absorbing the Tianhuang Domain.”
This one was no longer reliable.
Li Mo couldn’t believe that a seventh realm expert could be so unreliable.
“At the very least, we need to figure out what’s happening with Bing Tuozi.”
He gritted his teeth, releasing his Taiyin divine intent, braving the brilliance of the Tianhuang Domain, and stepped forward.
Bing Tuozi stood there like a stunningly beautiful jade sculpture, an aura of transcendence that surpassed all things, the breath of a ruler over life and death enveloping her.
It was unclear whether this aura originated from the Tianhuang Domain or from her own being.
At that moment, Li Mo felt as if he had stepped into the seed of a chaotic and hazy world.
However, this time, he was not the master of this world.
He infused himself with the power of the world, trudging through the thick air, finally making his way to Ying Bing’s side.
“Bing Tuozi,” Li Mo called softly.
At that moment, he seemed to see Ying Bing’s fingers tremble slightly.
There was a response!
Without hesitation, Li Mo grasped her jade-like hand! He held it tightly and pulled her into his embrace.
Her delicate body felt even colder than before.
“Gong Chan Juan,” activate!
This martial art had been comprehended and perfected by him through his understanding of martial Dao. Even if Bing Tuozi’s consciousness was hazy now, he could forcibly awaken her soul.
The light of Taiyin divine intent reappeared behind her.
The two souls reestablished their connection.
At that moment, Li Mo’s vision exploded with brilliance. He saw the birth of countless worlds, their prosperity, wars, decay, and ultimate silence.
In an instant, he felt like a mere observer, powerless to act, as if his consciousness was being ground to dust.
But at least.
He understood what Ying Bing was experiencing at that very moment.
He didn’t know how long it had been, but Li Mo’s foggy mind finally cleared. His first instinct was to look down.
The face that once drained the color from everything had regained its hue, the Cold Fairy quietly nestled in his arms, gazing at him.
Noticing his gaze, she slightly lowered her head, her pure and serene beauty suddenly infused with life.
“Bing Tuozi?”
“Mm.”
Li Mo felt a slight relief in his heart.
“Wait!”
Qin Yuzhi’s expression remained grave; she seemed to remember something and said in a low voice:
“She might not truly be herself.”
“Impossible.”
Li Mo shook his head; their souls were connected.
But Qin Yuzhi shook her head and said:
“That kind of change is subtle and silent, something even one’s self might not notice!”
Just like how a person with a mental illness might think they’re perfectly fine?
Li Mo’s smile faded.
“However, I have a method.”
Qin Yuzhi raised a finger, finally displaying a hint of the demeanor of a master:
“When another consciousness awakens within, it will forget things it cannot possibly do.”
“For example, if the ancestor of Yunmeng loves to play chess, they would never forget how to play, even if they can’t remember anything else.”
Things one would never do.
Li Mo looked at Ying Bing.
He saw her eyelashes flutter, her delicate lips parting slightly:
“You’re a gentleman who likes legs and feet, and your mind is filled with all sorts of….”
The Cold Fairy’s crimson lips began to spill out various forbidden words, as if ready to unleash a barrage like a machine gun.
Li Mo: “!?”
It was quite unexpected.
What was worse, Tian Miao was right there, straining her neck to listen!
Letting Bing Tuozi finish, who knew what his nickname would become on the Qianlong List next time!
He might still be alive, but socially, he’d be dead in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Li Mo quickly covered her mouth, his expression serious:
“No need to say more, I believe you!”
Qin Yuzhi: “?”
Tian Miao: “?”
What just rolled past their faces, leaving only a series of mysterious tire tracks?
The two exchanged doubtful glances, but their suspicion had shifted from Ying Bing to Li Mo.
Was it that thrilling?
It sounded a bit exciting.
In any case, the crisis surrounding Bing Tuozi seemed to have been temporarily averted.
Well.
It seemed, for now.
What the group faced now was another problem.
Li Mo, with a serious expression, shifted the topic:
“We’re currently cornered; there are at least two factions outside, watching us like hawks.”
“When the door to the Crystal Palace opens, they’ll likely rush in like wolves.”
“Although it’s well-known that I’m a genius, three cobblers can outsmart Zhuge Liang, so we all need to brainstorm together.”
“How do we get out?”
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Chapter 413: The Era of the Cult Leader Has Changed—A Way to Break the Deadlock
“People outside? Watching us like hawks?”
Qin Yuzhi didn’t even know who the three people in front of her were, her head filled with question marks.
She felt like someone who had fallen asleep in a university lecture, waking up to find herself in a class that wasn’t even hers.
“I see you completely don’t understand.”
Li Mo’s face was serious, his voice deep.
“Should I understand?”
Before her slumber, Qin Yuzhi’s soul had suffered a heavy blow.
Now, forced awake, she had nearly encountered what seemed to be the revival of the first immortal of the Nine Heavens, nearly scaring her soul out of her body.
All she knew now was her identity, the reason for her slumber, and a few scattered fragments of memories.
“My name is Li Mo. Here’s how it all started: during the New Year, Ying Bing had a strange dream.”
Time was pressing; the group outside might not hold back for long.
Li Mo succinctly introduced himself and Ying Bing.
Then, he quickly recounted their journey, starting from the black year beast.
“You all cracked the Yunmeng Palace and arrived here.”
“But because of the anomalies in the Yunmeng Palace, many other forces were attracted, and they arrived outside the Crystal Palace, just a step behind you, now blocking the way?”
“I see.”
Listening to Li Mo’s detailed account, the former leader of the Huán Mó Jiào (Cult of Demons) or Huán Shén Jiào (Cult of Gods) began to grasp the situation.
She frowned:
“But how could the anomalies of the Yunmeng Palace attract so many forces?”
“Hmm, that’s not the main point.”
Li Mo looked at the ceiling, cleared his throat:
“The current issue is that the people outside definitely won’t let us leave easily.”
“Hahaha, that’s nothing to worry about.”
Qin Yuzhi chuckled lightly, hands behind her back, exuding a confidence that suggested she had everything under control.
She was tall, only slightly shorter than Bing Tuozi, with bangs covering one eye. Although she had previously seemed timid, she now looked like a figure of authority.
“By the way, what kind of beings are outside?”
“The current crown prince and his protectors.”
“The crown prince?”
Upon hearing this, Qin Yuzhi’s expression remained unchanged as she took out a red card and opened it.
So this thing is actually a Xumi object?
Li Mo couldn’t help but scoff internally, then watched as she pulled out a bronze whip, which had eight sides, each side intricately carved with different totems, looking imposing and dignified.
“This item was bestowed by the previous emperor upon ascending the throne, a divine whip passed down to each leader of the cult.”
“Strike down tyrants above, and treacherous ministers below. Not to mention the crown prince; even an emperor would tremble before it!”
“Is it really that powerful?”
Li Mo leaned back slightly, solemnly extending his hands.
This was practically the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths version of a decree of authority!
“That’s quite authoritative.”
Seeing Li Mo’s naive expression, Qin Yuzhi handed the divine whip to him, allowing him to touch and admire it.
“Wow, the craftsmanship, the material.”
As soon as Li Mo held it, he felt its heavy weight.
The intricate carvings were masterfully done, the material extraordinary, resembling the rare divine iron in his system space.
Moreover, it vaguely had a hint of the flavor of a hammer treasure?
But Li Mo found it strange; such material and craftsmanship should belong to a divine weapon, yet it felt utterly devoid of spirit.
Flipping it over, Li Mo frowned:
“Made in the early years of the Great Shang Dynasty, which emperor granted this?”
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