Novels online

Chapter 810: A Light Boat

Once embroiled in the martial world, one is no longer their own master. This was even truer for a shadowy and ambiguous organization like the Heaven-Asking Gate.

Even Mo Feng Wu, who appeared so innocent, had taken several lives.

When encountering marauding bandits during escort missions, if you didn't kill them, they would kill you. There was simply no room for mercy.

Yet, this particular journey was more tranquil and effortless than a usual outing, entirely free of incident.

The three carriages proceeded onward, arriving at the foot of the target mountain.

According to the instructions of the Yin-Yang Sect's Immortal Ascension Token, the token holders' destination was the very peak of this mountain.

......

After easily traversing the illusion array that encircled the mountain base, blocking mortals, what greeted everyone's eyes was an unimaginably magnificent scene of carved beams and painted rafters, with exquisite pavilions, terraces, and towers.

Amidst the numerous buildings, two radiant and ethereal immortal maidens looked down from on high, watching the carriages leisurely approach the main hall.

"It looks like the one who found an immortal destiny this time is a rich young master from the mortal world?"

"This isn't just any rich young master."

"Mature yet still alluring ones, young and beautiful ones, elegantly mature ones... Oh, and a castrated man. Looks like he's a very uninhibited young man, with all sorts of fetishes covered."

The two scanned the carriages with their divine sense.

"I, your elder sister, quite like this kind of playful type."

"Someone so playful would surely be thrilling to play with." As she spoke, one of the immortal maidens' hands unconsciously began to reach downwards.

Among the three carriages, there was only one and a half men in total, and the 'half' was still gender-ambiguous. No wonder they let their imaginations run wild.

"That scholar over there is mine; don't even think about fighting me for him."

"The one with muscles all over isn't bad either."

"What's the use of muscles? They're like an inflatable doll; after two more rounds, there'll be nothing left."

"Look at his physique... it's definitely more than two rounds; at least five!"

"That's just because you're weak!"

Centering around the two men who also held Immortal Ascension Tokens, the two immortal maidens engaged in a strange conversation.

"Smack!"

"Courting death! It's one thing if you touch your own, but what's the meaning of touching mine?!"

"......"

"Those approaching, present your Yin-Yang Sect Immortal Ascension Token."

After quietly tidying their appearances and applying fresh foundation to their overly flushed faces, the two maidens gracefully descended from the six- or seven-story-high viewing platform, landing precisely before the carriages.

Aside from these three carriages, there were also two men and one woman holding the Yin-Yang Sect Immortal Ascension Token.

However, their demeanor when facing this immortal destiny was far more reserved than that of the people in the carriages.

Especially the two mortal men, who bowed their heads deeply, not daring to glance at the two female immortals again.

Yet, beneath their lowered heads, their slightly bowed bodies likely betrayed their true inner thoughts.

As for the woman who had found an immortal destiny, her face was veiled, revealing only a pair of world-weary eyes. Neither her expression nor her inner thoughts could be discerned.

......

"These are true reclusive cultivators?"

Mo Feng Wu stared at the two maidens in shock.

It wasn't because they were stunningly beautiful; she was simply astonished by their strength.

Even the most elite martial arts masters in Taizhou Prefecture City, if they jumped from a six- or seven-story building, would at most emerge completely unharmed, but they could never move with such grace.

They were simply like two flying sprites, gracefully dancing down step by step from an invisible staircase of air.

Compared to martial artists, the small-time cultivators dwelling in the prefecture city were even less worth mentioning. Aside from performing a few surprising spells, they probably couldn't even defeat an Innate Master in a real fight.

The prefecture city was well-informed, and martial artists were accustomed to traveling extensively. Mere low-tier Qi Refinement cultivators couldn't possibly awe them with their identity as immortal masters.

As for high-tier Qi Refinement cultivators, as long as there was a sliver of hope, they would devote themselves wholeheartedly to the effort of Foundation Establishment, having no mind to waste on mortals.

......

Watching the two immortal maidens approach the carriage, Bai Mo slowly pulled back the curtain, meeting the gaze of the two immortal maidens from the Yin-Yang Sect for the first time.

"Boom!"

A colossal boom, as if heaven and earth were being sundered, reverberated within their minds.

"What... happened...?"

Their vision began to darken, and the scenery before their eyes gradually blurred...

"You two, take me to the Yin-Yang Sect."

"Yes... Sect Master."

"No, that's not right, you're not the Sect Master. Who exactly are you?!"

Several seconds later, one of the maidens suddenly bit down hard on her tongue.

The intense pain granted her temporary clarity, and she immediately used all her strength to warn her companion.

Unfortunately, her body seemed disobedient; she only managed to struggle and leap less than five meters away.

How could she, a dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator, be tricked so easily with just a moment of inattention?

"Who exactly are you?" The two maidens, who had struggled to regain clarity, had by now shed all their flippancy. They picked up a pink silk ribbon and solemnly stared at Bai Mo, who was slowly stepping down from the carriage.

"I said, take me to the Yin-Yang Sect." Bai Mo exuded a trace of oppressive aura, directly stifling the two maidens until they could barely breathe.

"A Golden Core old monster?!" The two exchanged a look, deciding to give up resistance.

"We humbly obey Senior's decree." The two maidens gracefully curtsied, immediately transforming into willing guides.

Within a Demonic Sect, the strong prey on the weak; for the weak to attach themselves to the strong was a natural principle. Faced with a Golden Core grand cultivator, they, two early Foundation Establishment cultivators, naturally surrendered at once.

What sect responsibility? It was all utter nonsense.

Among those present, the most shocked by this sudden turn of events were not the two from the Yin-Yang Sect, but the other three individuals holding Immortal Ascension Tokens.

They had originally thought that the people in the carriages were simply too pretentious, refusing to even alight before immortal masters.

But now they realized, that wasn't pretentiousness at all...

"Floating Heaven Palace, rise!" From her storage pouch, Yan Qing, a female cultivator from the Yin-Yang Sect, produced a flying spirit boat.

Then, with a sweep of his large sleeve, Bai Mo caused everyone present, including the owner of the spirit boat, to experience a moment of daze. By the time they reacted the next moment, they were already aboard the spirit boat.

"......"

"A light boat has passed ten thousand mountains..." Seeing this scene, the accompanying scholar couldn't help but recite with a burst of poetic inspiration.

Bai Mo glanced at the scholar.

The spirit boat's speed was incredibly fast. In just one hour, it had traversed thousands of mountains and waters, arriving at the Yin-Yang Sect's mountain gate thousands of miles away.

This mountain gate was likewise hidden within layers of grand formations; without special methods, outsiders would be completely unable to find its true location, like searching for a needle in a haystack.

"Senior Sister Yan Qing?" The cultivator guarding the mountain gate formation recognized the flying boat and its owner.

"It's me. Open the grand formation." Yan Qing walked out of the flying boat with a hint of unnaturalness.

Recalling what had just happened inside the spirit boat, her expression became even more unnatural.

PS: I originally planned to skip writing, but inexplicably suffered from insomnia, so I might as well write some words...