Chapter 813: The Most Powerful Under Heaven
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I don't know what the 'me' of my first life was planning.
But the current situation was absolutely actively brought about by the 'me' of that time; it wasn't merely a calamity passively faced.
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Every fortuitous encounter corresponding to a Historical Text fragment will lead people astray.
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"Lead people astray?" Bai Mo noticed these four words.
He had long suspected that these items, belonging to Immortal Venerables, were almost never acquired through pure good fortune; there were schemes behind all of them.
But why would his past selves specifically mention this matter?
Bai Mo knew very well that neither his past, present, nor future self would ever touch such treasures riddled with traps, so there was no need for an extra reminder.
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Mu Zi Qing was still struggling internally, debating whether she should make a move.
The young man, who had continuously displayed a powerful aura of a late Golden Core stage cultivator, suppressing others to the point of breathlessness, had now been drained by the Yin-Yang Lock to merely the late Foundation Establishment stage.
With her early Golden Core stage cultivation, and if she launched a sneak attack, there was a high probability she could succeed with a single strike.
Just as she continued to hesitate, Bai Mo's aura once again plummeted sharply.
This time, his exposed aura had become almost indistinguishable from a mortal.
"Such a great treasure, it belongs to the capable! It's worth gambling on!" The jade lock named Yin-Yang Lock instinctively attracted Mu Zi Qing, the Sect Master of the Yin-Yang Sect.
A voice ceaselessly told her in her mind: "Refine it! Refine it!"
"As long as you can refine the Yin-Yang Lock into your natal spirit artifact, let alone the Nascent Soul stage, even the ultimate existence of this world, the Transcendent God stage, you would be able to easily reach," the voice kept prompting.
"A misguided path, this is what it looks like?"
It took several breaths of time for Bai Mo to fully process this Historical Text fragment, or rather, a memory left by one of his past selves.
Just as he recovered his senses from the Historical Text, he saw Mu Zi Qing, whose right hand had transformed into a shadowy ghost claw, about to stab straight towards his heart...
"Screeeech..."
A sound like steel being crushed and twisted suddenly appeared on the platform.
The ghostly, sinister green shadowy ghost claw, its five fingers sharp as demonic blades, had now twisted back nearly 180 degrees, pressing into the back of her own hand.
"You needed something from me?" Bai Mo slowly rose from the ground, gazing at Mu Zi Qing, whose face was contorted in pain from her right hand's complete deformation.
In that very instant, just as she was about to touch Bai Mo's back, a massive recoil force suddenly erupted, forcibly bending her five fingers back halfway around.
"...Yes, Senior, I saw you seemed to have become deranged, so I intended to remind you..." Mu Zi Qing gritted her teeth, enduring the intense pain, fabricating a clumsy excuse that even she didn't believe.
This shoddy excuse, not only did Mo Feng Wu and the others nearby not believe it, even the two sturdy women responsible for carrying the corpse had their expressions subtly shifted upon hearing it.
Mu Zi Qing's overflowing killing intent just moments ago was easily discernible even by an idiot.
A simple tap to awaken someone, would that necessitate using a venomous shadowy ghost claw?
"Mm."
However, Bai Mo seemed to have believed her.
"What kind of rotten intuition is this... It actually dared to trick me into seeking death?" At this moment, Mu Zi Qing was ceaselessly reproaching herself internally, hoping the other party would let her off.
"You... why are you afraid?" An incomparably violent aura swept over, as if a mere mortal had instantly transformed into a world-ending dragon.
"N-no! N-none at all! Senior... Senior is overthinking things." Faced with this pressure far exceeding that of Golden Core or Nascent Soul cultivators, Mu Zi Qing instantly transformed into a trembling, shrinking little girl; where was there even a trace of a Demonic Sect Master left?
"So 'easily reaching the Transcendent God stage' meant this..." She once again cursed her unreliable intuition under her breath.
Having cultivated for hundreds of years, she had only once, over a hundred years ago, glimpsed the figure of a Transcendent God Senior. However, the power and aura displayed by that Transcendent God cultivator back then seemed to be slightly inferior to that of this young man.
"How can there be a hidden Grand Transcendent God cultivator in my Yin-Yang Sect?"
"Senior, do you perhaps need a maidservant? This junior is untalented, but I am willing to serve Senior tirelessly..." After several moments of silence, Mu Zi Qing slowly bent her fingers back into their original positions, one by one, and then made a momentous, utterly shameless decision.
Such a 180-degree turn almost caused the bystanders to sprain their waists.
One second she was thinking of killing someone to seize their treasure, the next she was kowtowing to acknowledge a master?
Even those of the demonic path have extremely low bottom lines, but no one expected it could sink to such a level.
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"Is this power?" Lin Fan, who had been lying on the ground observing the entire sequence of events, once again felt his own powerlessness and insignificance.
The Sect Master of the Yin-Yang Sect, who had regarded him as trash, yet in the face of even greater power, she prostrated herself and became utterly compliant.
As for himself, his life and death were not his own to decide; even the Yin-Yang Lock he had managed to obtain with such difficulty was about to be snatched away.
"Maidservant? I don't need one. If you truly wish to help me with something, then spread this cultivation technique far and wide." Bai Mo once again took out a jade slip and lightly tossed it before her.
"Yin-Yang Five Elements Art?" Mu Zi Qing immersed her divine sense into the jade slip and quickly scanned through the simple cultivation method and its corresponding introduction.
The cultivation method, from mortal Qi Refinement all the way to the Golden Core stage, came without any attribute bonuses. Compared to other cultivation methods of the same stage, it could even be said to be pitifully weak, definitely the worst among its peers.
It was the kind of trash that even a small sect's scripture pavilion might not accept.
After all, even if one cultivated the Yin-Yang Five Elements Art to the early Foundation Establishment stage, one could only barely hold their own against someone at the thirteenth layer of a normal cultivation method's Qi Refinement stage.
The thirteenth layer of Qi Refinement in the Yin-Yang Five Elements Art, its combat power would at best be equivalent to the sixth or seventh layer of Qi Refinement from other ordinary cultivation methods.
What was most exasperating was that the cultivation duration of the Yin-Yang Five Elements Art was not any shorter than ordinary cultivation methods, and the average breakthrough time for each stage was even longer.
There wouldn't even be a level advantage.
The only somewhat special thing about it was that the cultivation method mentioned at the end that even waste physiques like pseudo-spirit roots could cultivate this Yin-Yang Five Elements Art.
As for mortals completely without spirit roots, they could use the supplementary blood refining method, at the cost of twenty years of their lifespan, to obtain a special physique similar to possessing a pseudo-spirit root.
As a genius with a dual spirit root, Mu Zi Qing almost subconsciously ignored the mention of pseudo-spirit roots and mortals.
"May I ask, Senior, the advantage of this cultivation method is..." Mu Zi Qing really wanted to directly retort, "Who would practice this trash? It would take up too much space even in a scripture pavilion!" but as the words left her mouth, she adopted a highly emotionally intelligent demeanor instead.
"Advantage? That mortals can cultivate it, isn't that an advantage?"
"..."
"But for cultivators who practice the Yin-Yang Five Elements Art, it takes four or five of them to barely contend with one peer-stage cultivator who practices a normal cultivation method...
As for mortals... truthfully, even if they can gain a pseudo-spirit root, there is almost no chance for them to reach Foundation Establishment. Senior, you should be even clearer on this matter than I am."
"You don't understand."
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"This, is the most powerful method under heaven."
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