Chapter 806: Another Reincarnation
"Brother Feiyu carried you back," Han Yu's younger sister said, leaning in. "You were fine, how did you faint in the back mountain?"
"Feiyu? It was him." Han Yu slowly got up, still feeling a bit dizzy.
Subconsciously, he reached into his embrace and found the bottle he had picked up before losing consciousness resting securely in his chest pocket, and not a single coin of his silver was missing.
Li Feiyu was the original name of the body Bai Mo had taken over, and for now, he was still using that name.
"My head still aches a bit, I'll rest a while longer."
"I'll make you some porridge."
Before Han Yu could fully grasp the ins and outs of the situation, he felt a faint throbbing pain start in the back of his head again. So, he decided to sleep a bit longer and visit the other party to express his gratitude tomorrow.
......
Going back half a day earlier.
"As expected, it's his." After opening the cap, Bai Mo saw the green liquid naturally produced inside the bottle and confirmed his guess.
He casually poured the green liquid out of the cave, then tucked the bottle back into Han Yu's embrace.
As soon as this action was completed, the jade pendant on Bai Mo's chest suddenly began to glow.
He extended a wisp of his divine sense into the space within the jade pendant and discovered that beneath the four large characters for "Historical Text," a giant stone tablet, inscribed with countless runes, had appeared, occupying roughly one-tenth of the entire space.
Immediately, Bai Mo manifested his divine sense into a transparent hand and gently caressed the stone tablet.
An explosive stream of information surged frantically from within the stone tablet!
"...In that lifetime on Earth, I was also called Bai Mo, a cultivator who had reached the True Immortal realm. Due to an accident, my body was infected by some mysterious toxin, which was why I chose to abandon everything, retaining only a wisp of my true spirit to be reborn in the Dao Chen Realm?"
Again, memories equivalent to an entire library's worth of information were forcibly crammed into him.
Fortunately, this time, his strength had recovered slightly, making the processing and absorption far quicker than before.
However, memories of a lifetime on Earth spanning over three thousand years, from a mere Qi Refinement cultivator to a True Immortal mighty one, were still not easily digestible.
Of course, even more importantly, his memories from that lifetime on Earth mentioned that he was still merely a transmigrator.
Silently, after accepting this portion of memories, his cultivation reached the late Foundation Establishment stage, and the strength of his divine sense was comparable to that of a Nascent Soul old monster.
"What's past is past." Bai Mo, having suddenly gained a vast trove of new memories, unconsciously became even more detached and desireless.
Not even this bottle, comparable to a supreme treasure of an entire realm, could stir any thoughts within him.
He once again picked up Han Yu and brought both him and the bottle back to the Seven Profound Gate.
......
"So... where is the next Historical Text?" After sending off the unconscious Han Yu, Bai Mo returned to his quiet room, pondering this question.
According to his deductions, the so-called Historical Texts were very likely the sum of his memories from countless reincarnations, and perhaps a past self had created the concept of "Historical Texts."
Finding all the Historical Texts meant recovering all his memories and becoming his complete self.
......
Four more months passed in the blink of an eye.
Apart from Han Yu and Bai Mo, all the other youths chosen to cultivate the Five Elements Art had retreated in the face of difficulty, voluntarily withdrawing to the outer sect of the Seven Profound Gate to take on menial duties.
Just a few days after Han Yu visited Bai Mo to express his gratitude, Elder Mo returned to the Seven Profound Gate, but he looked even more aged and haggard, appearing as if he didn't have many days left to live.
During this period, Han Yu also increasingly felt that something was off with Elder Mo, especially when he learned that his Five Elements Art had already reached the third layer, just a step away from the fourth, that look of craving and greed in his eyes.
But even knowing something was wrong was useless. Everything Han Yu had now was given by Elder Mo, and naturally, it could be taken back at any time.
Moreover, the more Han Yu cultivated this Five Elements Art, the more he realized how extraordinary it was.
He had only reached the third layer, yet he already felt he possessed the strength of an ox, and his eyesight and hearing had greatly improved. It was simply more formidable than even the legendary martial arts secret manuals.
"Forget it, if it's a blessing, it can't be avoided; if it's a disaster, it can't be escaped. As long as I have the mysterious small bottle, at worst, I'll just take my sister and leave."
With the Five Elements Art cultivated to the third layer, and possessing the strength of an ox, he would be a minor expert anywhere outside, so he wasn't afraid of a difficult life.
It was also thanks to the small bottle's help that he was able to continuously break through two layers in four months, progressing from the first layer to the third.
......
"Knock, knock, knock."
"Elder Mo, it's me, Feiyu."
For the past month or two, Elder Mo had become increasingly reclusive, hiding away in his courtyard.
Unless there were important matters within the sect, he wouldn't leave his room for days.
"Come in." A voice from within, already somewhat lacking in strength, drifted out.
Bai Mo gently pushed open the door and stepped, one foot after another, into the inner room.
Inside the room, besides the elder with the surname Mo, there was also a mysterious figure completely shrouded in a black robe.
The entire room was gloomy and eerie, with hardly a sliver of sunlight penetrating.
"Feiyu, my boy, speak. What is it?" Elder Mo sat half-reclined in the Grand Tutor's chair, his eyes half-closed, looking spiritless.
"You're about to die."
"..."
Both the mysterious black-robed figure and the elder surnamed Mo thought they had misheard.
Was that something a normal person would say?
"Your vital essence is depleted, and even if you hide within this Yin Origin Array, you won't live for more than a month."
"Who exactly are you? You are definitely not Li Feiyu." The elder, his face contorted in rage, slammed the Grand Tutor's chair and stood up. The mysterious black-robed figure beside him also secretly became alert.
"So, you must be planning to use some method to take over either my body or Han Yu's."
"..."
"Kill him."
As soon as the word "possession" left his lips, the elder became even more resolute in his conviction that this child must not be allowed to live.
"Yu—Zi—Tong, did you not hear me?"
Seeing the black-robed man remain motionless, the elder, who had already unleashed his full power, turned his head and demanded.
"Old Ghost Mo, that's a Foundation Establishment Senior! Don't think that just because you learned some martial arts in the mortal realm and managed to beat me by luck, it means anything. Even combined, we're not enough for that Senior to press down with a single finger. Am I supposed to rush in and seek death?"
"Senior, what may this humble one do for you?"
The mysterious black-robed man, driven by an intense will to survive, stripped off his black robe at the fastest possible speed, revealing an incredibly humble smile.
He was a Qi Refinement rogue cultivator who had escaped from a declining family, and by an accident, he had been subdued by the elder surnamed Mo with martial arts, forced to swear a heart demon oath to serve him for ten years.
Hearing such words, the elder surnamed Mo still refused to believe. The skin on his right hand turned silver, and he threw a punch at Bai Mo.
"You released three different kinds of odorless mixed poisons; they're useless against me, but he still fell for it..."
"Old Ghost, you're not playing fair..."
"Thump!" The black-robed rogue cultivator's legs went soft, and he directly knelt on the ground.
Low-level Qi Refinement cultivators didn't have much difference in physical quality compared to mortals, nor did they have body-protecting spiritual light like Foundation Establishment cultivators. He had been poisoned last time, and as a result, he was poisoned again by the elder surnamed Mo this time.
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