I Just Want to Cultivate Quietly and Farm

Chapter 832: Chapter 440: Profound Celestial Sword

Time passed like a white horse galloping across a crack, in the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Five Finger Peak was several hundred miles away from the Seven Profound Sect, a concealed Linggu, two figures swiftly approached using sword control.

”Fellow Daoist Tianyan, Sect Master Li is not in seclusion at Seven Profound Sect, why would he come here to go into seclusion?” ’Ji Wuheng’ asked Tianyan Divine Monarch with furrowed brows, puzzled.

”Fellow Daoist Ji, you may not know, after the news spread that Sect Master could refine Tier Seven Daoist Soldiers, visitors came one after another. Among them were those seeking cooperation, those probing the truth, and those with ulterior motives. The Sect Master did not want to be disturbed by these trifles, so he decided to leave the Seven Profound Sect, seeking a quiet place to go into seclusion and cultivate for a breakthrough.” Tianyan Divine Monarch explained with a slight smile.

”I see.” ’Ji Wuheng’ nodded, a barely perceptible trace of Demon Qi flickered in his eyes, no wonder he couldn’t be found at the Seven Profound Sect, turns out, this guy feared disturbance and sought another Spiritual Land for seclusion.

”Fellow Daoist Ji, let’s hurry up! We’re almost there.” Tianyan Divine Monarch urged.

”Okay, Fellow Daoist Tianyan.” Ji Wuheng smiled slightly, readily agreeing.

Soon, the two accelerated their sword control speed, and shortly after, they arrived at a secluded Linggu surrounded by five Spirit Peaks. Inside the valley was a Spirit Gathering Array, the Spiritual Qi was extremely rich, indeed a prime Spiritual Land.

”Elder Ji, Sect Master Li is waiting for you inside, I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t descend.” Tianyan Divine Monarch pointed at the thatched hut in the center of Linggu, indicating.

”Thank you!” ’Ji Wuheng’ laughed heartily, having already spotted Li Mu drinking alone in the courtyard of the thatched hut. With a movement of his body, he transformed into a streak of flowing light, heading straight for the courtyard.

In the next moment, ’Ji Wuheng’ landed opposite Li Mu, carefully examining him, perceiving a hint of strange aura, yet unsure of what was wrong.

However, enemies meeting each other is an exceedingly hateful encounter.

The Bu Mie Demon Lord, having both new and old grievances with Li Mu, was entirely focused on him, eager to act at once and eliminate him. He completely ignored that trace of strangeness in his heart.

’Ji Wuheng’ stepped closer to Li Mu, showing a false smile, cupped his hands and said: ”Sect Master Li, I’ve long admired you, and upon seeing you today, your reputation is indeed well-deserved.”

”’Elder Ji’ we should be old acquaintances, shouldn’t we? We just haven’t met for many years, why say it’s our first meeting?” Li Mu looked at ’Ji Wuheng’ strangely, puzzled.

In the Ten Thousand Stars Sea Region, Ji Wuheng represented the Ji Family in a significant matter regarding the fall of Venerable Kumu. At that time, facing the Ji Family, Li Mu was quite weak and didn’t have the strong backing of the Profound Celestial Sword Sect, lacking confidence to oppose the Ji Family.

Fortunately, the Ji Family also intended to resolve the matter, and Ji Wuheng did not overdo it. Years later, Li Mu still remembered the incident and felt some gratitude towards Ji Wuheng.

However, today’s ’Ji Wuheng’ seemed to have completely forgotten the events of those years, greatly inconsistent with the demeanor of the Ji Family’s elder.

Thinking of this, Li Mu suddenly put down his wine cup, gazing intensely at ’Ji Wuheng’, question sharply: ”You are not Ji Wuheng, who are you really?”

’Ji Wuheng’ (Bu Mie Demon Lord) was startled by Li Mu’s keen perception, but quickly regained composure, smiling in response: ”Sect Master Li, why say so? I am naturally Ji Wuheng, Elder of the Ji Family. We just haven’t met for years, could it be that Sect Master Li has forgotten me?”

Li Mu sneered coldly, his gaze sharp as a torch: ”I know Ji Wuheng, though he is arrogant, he acts openly and uprightly, never pretending. And your nauseating false smile is enough to prove you are definitely not Ji Wuheng!”

Seeing his disguise exposed, Bu Mie Demon Lord no longer bothered to feign, his physique suddenly expanded, black Demon Qi surged out like a tide, his eyes crimson, growling: ”Since you have seen through my identity, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Before the words fell, Bu Mie Demon Lord’s two-hand seal condensed a powerful Demon Qi into a black beam, blasting toward Li Mu.

With a ”boom,” the Demon Qi exploded violently on Li Mu.

However, to Bu Mie Demon Lord’s shock, under the aftermath of the explosion, it was not Li Mu’s flesh and blood, but an intricate puppet body. This puppet was stiff in texture, mirroring the appearance and almost having no difference in aura, evidently an extremely High Tier Substitute Puppet.

Bu Mie Demon Lord’s eyes widened, incredulous at this scene, he had not expected Li Mu to possess such a wondrous Substitute Puppet, even deceiving his Spiritual Perception.

”Substitute Puppet?” Bu Mie Demon Lord gritted his teeth, spitting out the words, hastily extending Divine Thought, searching for the whereabouts of Li Mu’s true body, manipulating a Substitute Puppet, the true body should be nearby.

However, Bu Mie Demon Lord’s Divine Thought soon discovered the reason for the earlier strangeness, this was a trap, three Integration Sword Cultivator figures suddenly appeared like phantoms around him.

Integration Sword Cultivator Yunyi, holding the Black Emperor Dao Sword, looked at the revealed true form of Bu Mie Demon Lord, a hint of surprise in his eyes, then sneered: ”Thought you were just a small fish, didn’t expect the Demon Lord himself to show up, this saves us some effort!”

Xiao Shuang drew the crystalline Ice Soul Dao Sword, its tip pointed straight at Bu Mie Demon Lord, eyes full of disdain, mocking: ”Hiding and revealing your head, such a petty act, dare to call yourself a Demon Lord?”

As Xiao Shuang spoke, the Ice Soul Dao Sword in his hand emitted a burst of cold air, lowering the temperature of the entire Linggu by several degrees.