Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint-Chapter 463 - 167 Shall We Go to Fengyue Sect for Cultivation?_2

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Chapter 463: Chapter 167 Shall We Go to Fengyue Sect for Cultivation?_2

"What’s the news?"

Ao Qing handed the Golden Scroll to the little one. As it unfurled in midair, rows of characters appeared, imprinting themselves into the latter’s Sea of Consciousness.

This was the Sealing God Scroll, an Immortal Treasure that could rapidly gather news from all the major rivers and seas, providing swift updates on urgent situations in many regions.

As message after message came through, Little Jiao Huo suddenly fell silent.

"The Great Immortal is at a crucial point in his seclusion..." Little Jiao Huo said. "Let’s not tell the Great Immortal about this for now."

Ao Qing remained silent.

This Little Merfolk was now the Great Immortal’s personal disciple.

Much more important than I am, Ao Qing thought.

Since Little Jiao Huo had said so, there was naturally no need to inform the Great Immortal.

"Alright," Ao Qing nodded. "This year’s Heavenly Pride Rank is truly unusual."

"Mhm... I’m going out to cultivate..." Little Jiao Huo swished her tail and flew out of Sealing God Mountain. She arrived above the Bibo Sea, found a quiet spot, and took out the Divine Light Mirror to send a message to Wang Mu...

Wang Mu has gone too far! To think he already has the Great Immortal, yet he still provoked such a formidable cultivator! Honestly!

「Dan King Sect.」

Wang Mu was firmly against cultivating the Great Yin-Yang Harmony Diagram with Mo Xilan.

But often, people can’t help themselves.

As a mere cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, how could he resist a powerhouse in the Ascension Realm?

Obviously, he couldn’t.

Since he couldn’t resist... he would have to endure the humiliation for now.

Life is never smooth sailing and is always fraught with various trials.

"I’m not mentally prepared..." Wang Mu said. "Can we delay it for a while?"

"Indeed..." Mo Xilan agreed. "This place isn’t the best for cultivating the Great Yin Yang Union Diagram."

Mo Xilan pondered, "Hmm..."

Wang Mu’s heart skipped a beat. Watching Mo Xilan like this, he had a bad premonition.

"I know a good place," Mo Xilan said with a gentle smile.

"Where?"

"In the Fengyue Sect’s Yin Yang Illusion Realm," Mo Xilan pursed her lips. "Brother Dongfang, shall we go there to cultivate? Please?"

Wang Mu was speechless.

Wang Mu was furious. Is she seeking death? One after another, they push their luck!

"Why don’t you just kill me?" Wang Mu retorted.

Going there to cultivate the Great Yin-Yang Harmony Diagram, what’s the difference from suicide? Mu Hongyuan’s temperament... is not as easy to deal with as that Little Sword Spirit of the Green Frost Sword.

"What?" Mo Xilan huffed lightly. "She had you teach her the Love Nine Swords at Heavenly Sword Peak, so why can’t I take you to her Fengyue Sect to cultivate the Great Yin-Yang Harmony Diagram with you?"

"Brother Dongfang, in your heart, is she that much more important than me?"

Wang Mu fell silent.

"I’m mainly considering things for both of us..." Wang Mu said. "Look, I don’t have much strength now. And you, having lost the Heart Flame Spirit Pearl, are definitely not at your peak. If we provoke Mu Hongyuan too much, we’ll both suffer."

"You need to recuperate now."

Wang Mu wasn’t sure about Mo Xilan’s current condition. Although he had used a Human Pill to relieve some of the shackles on her Primordial Spirit, her Primordial Spirit’s shackles were endless. He surely hadn’t removed them all, just a part.

That meant her current state was definitely not optimal.

"That’s easy for you to say," Mo Xilan retorted. "Fine, then you can stay here with me in the Dan King Sect and cultivate. That would also help slowly remove the shackles on my Primordial Spirit."

If it really comes to that, the others will sooner or later come knocking, Wang Mu thought.

"I’m only in the Golden Core Realm," Wang Mu said. "It’s not good for me to stay in one place for secluded cultivation. I’ll inevitably face Heart Demons. By the time you ascend, I might still be in the Golden Core Realm."

"The gap between us will only grow larger, and so will the distance."

Wang Mu continued, "Do you want to see that happen?"

"It’s fine. My Dan King Sect has plenty of elixirs," Mo Xilan said. "Even if you do nothing, consuming elixirs alone can get you to the Ascension Realm."

"It’s useless." Wang Mu shook his head. "Relying on elixirs to reach the Ascension Realm means I’d still have the Taoist Heart of a Golden Core Realm cultivator. I wouldn’t be able to survive the Heavenly Tribulation. I would eventually perish, and then we would be parted forever."

"Don’t say such things!" Mo Xilan covered Wang Mu’s mouth. "I don’t want to hear it."

"It’s the truth," Wang Mu stated. "You’ve experienced so much over a thousand years to reach your current realm. Do you think I can achieve the same merely through arduous cultivation?"

"That’s clearly impossible."

Mo Xilan huffed coldly and fell silent.

After a moment, Mo Xilan said, "Then stay with me for one month."

Just one month? Wang Mu thought. Enduring torment for a single month in exchange for a lifetime of freedom? That seems like a great deal!

"I haven’t finished speaking," Mo Xilan glanced at Wang Mu. "During this month, you must do whatever I say. You have to satisfy me."

Wang Mu was taken aback.

She’s just copying Mu Hongyuan, isn’t she? Still, it’s only for a month. That should be easy enough.

"Brother Dongfang, if after this month, you still want to visit that Ancient Immortal Mansion..." Mo Xilan smiled softly. "You know..."

"Are you threatening me again?" Wang Mu frowned and, with a flick of his sleeve, declared, "Then I won’t go."

Mo Xilan was stunned.

She was so angry her mouth twisted. Glaring at Wang Mu, she demanded, "Why? Why are you so obedient to Mu Hongyuan, yet you treat me this way?"

"You should know I’m not truly obedient to her," Wang Mu shook his head. "That was because I was under the influence of the Emotion Poison; I had no choice. So, that wasn’t the real me."