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Chapter 998: Chapter 42: Where in the World Is the Path to Immortality? (4)

Zhuifeng yawned, then reached out to scratch his own back—it was itchy.

Lately, he hadn’t bathed. Could it be that lice were growing on him… Of course, this might just be his hallucination, after all, things were really too boring for him right now.

Because early in the morning, his big brother Mo Xiaofei—or to be precise, a Mo Xiaofei who seemed to have suddenly turned into a different person—got up to meditate, claiming that the sun’s yang energy during the morning twilight was extremely precious, and could train the body’s pure yang power, leading to eternal vigor and strength.

Although he would ask some odd questions, sometimes lacking even more common sense than himself, Zhuifeng still felt that Brother Mo Xiaofei was the same old Mo Xiaofei. He had simply ‘slept’ within his own body, while another ‘Mo Xiaofei’ brother had awakened.

Zhuifeng wasn’t sure how to explain this phenomenon; he just had a simple feeling about it.

But accompanying the current Brother Mo Xiaofei in meditation was truly a painful task—hadn’t they been at it for almost two hours by now?

Suddenly, on a large stone within the bamboo grove, the meditating ‘Mo Xiaofei’ slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath, “Hmm, this era is really absurd, the vitality is actually so turbid, an hour’s breathing exercise now can’t even compare to a quarter of that in the past… however, this body is full of energy, seemingly with infinite potential.”

While he was secretly pondering, he noticed Zhuifeng looking at him curiously with wide eyes.

This not-so-big demon has a simple mind, and seemed to have a great relationship with this era’s body… ‘Mo Xiaofei’ pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked at Zhuifeng, “Zhuifeng, it’s still early, let me test your martial arts skills.”

“Huh?” Zhuifeng was taken aback, “Martial arts? Big brother, you want to spar with me?”

“You could say that.” ‘Mo Xiaofei’ didn’t mind, he knew full well how times have changed, and didn’t fuss over the small stuff, “Why don’t you spar with me a bit, I should also familiarize myself with this body’s alternate bizarre power.”

With that said, ‘Mo Xiaofei’ slowly began to float—this was the bizarre power he had mentioned.

After researching for a couple of days, he found that this extraordinary power mainly relies on one’s spirit, possibly even will, and not only was it wondrous, but also extremely useful.

“Alright, let’s practice.” Zhuifeng stood up, stretching his body. It had been a while since he and Brother Mo Xiaofei sparred, and he felt a bit itchy in anticipation.

“You make the first move.” ‘Mo Xiaofei’ nodded his head and waved his hand.

“Then I won’t hold back!” Zhuifeng chuckled, disappearing from the spot instantly.

Divine Skill, Swift!

Zhuifeng’s sudden disappearance made ‘Mo Xiaofei’ instinctively furrow his brow, but he wasn’t overly startled, just carefully observing his surroundings.

Suddenly, ‘Mo Xiaofei’ swayed his palm backward, spreading his fingers wide like an impenetrable wall—and his palm happened to perfectly block a sneak punch!

Boom—!

An annular blast wave emanated from Zhuifeng and ‘Mo Xiaofei’, sending the bamboo grove rustling and bamboo leaves falling crazily.

Blocked it… so easily?

Zhuifeng was suddenly stunned, and then rapidly retreated. Swift endowed him with extraordinary speed, allowing him to instantly move to ‘Mo Xiaofei’s immediate front, astonished.

Previously, Brother Mo Xiaofei could block his ambushes too, but never so casually…

Incredible, current Brother Mo Xiaofei is truly incredible… Zhuifeng’s heart felt momentarily overwhelmed by a particularly fierce aura emanating from Brother Mo Xiaofei.

“You have too many unnecessary movements, but that move was decent.” ‘Mo Xiaofei’ looked calmly at Zhuifeng, “Adjust your breathing, gather unnecessary energies, your attack’s effect could improve.”

Zhuifeng scratched his head, frustrated, “Brother, Lord Sun Xiaosheng also said that, but I just don’t know how to adjust it!”

“Sun Xiaosheng? Who’s that?” ‘Mo Xiaofei’ asked with a frown.

“He was our coach before.” Zhuifeng had long been used to Brother Mo Xiaofei’s new cluelessness, and patiently explained, “And the owner of Elysium Pub, a very powerful huge demon in our demon tribe!”

“A huge demon?” ‘Mo Xiaofei’ nodded, “Perhaps another day we’ll get to know him better. Now, let’s continue.”

Zhuifeng nodded, activated Swift again, and even added another divine skill—the newly acquired skill handed down from the Greedy Wolf Inheritance, thanks to being brutally trained by Sun Xiaosheng.

Divine Skill, Vajra!

In an instant, as ‘Mo Xiaofei’ stood motionless, a terrifying cyclone formed around him, rumbles continually resonating through the air!

Zhuifeng punched again and again into the cyclone surrounding ‘Mo Xiaofei’, each blow denting it but never breaking through!

Stubbornly, Zhuifeng’s tenacious nature surfaced when faced with unyielding defenses, instinctively biting down hard.

Divine Skill: Swift, Mighty Force, Vajra!

Instantly, a massive cyclone appeared above the bamboo grove, ‘Mo Xiaofei’ glanced up, smiling slightly, “Pretty imposing, so now I shall…”

He slowly took a deep breath.

Simultaneously, the cyclone above plummeted madly, and in that instant, ‘Mo Xiaofei’ merely threw a punch!

Not like before with its continuous loud bangs, as ‘Mo Xiaofei’s punch met the cyclone, it was silent!

The cyclone beneath ‘Mo Xiaofei’s punch dissipated quietly, leaving Zhuifeng at its center with an incredulous expression!

But Zhuifeng wasn’t dumbfounded for long as he felt the residual force from Brother Mo Xiaofei’s punch, like a stampede of horses, lift him skyward.

“Ah—!!”

Zhuifeng, was a wind chaser who couldn’t fly.

As his body ascended and the punch force expired, he could only plummet earthward, screaming—thump!!

A shallow human-shaped crater formed, Zhuifeng coughed up dirt from his mouth, rubbed his thoroughly numb arm, and stumbled to stand, “That punch just now was…”

“Emperor’s Supreme Shock World Fist.” ‘Mo Xiaofei’ calmly said, “Imperial Martial Arts… do you wish to learn it?”

Zhuifeng instinctively asked, “You… want to teach me?”

‘Mo Xiaofei’ nodded, “I can pass on the first three forms, but whether you learn them depends on your own comprehension. What, you don’t want to learn it?”

“Of course, I… absolutely do!”

…

…

In the garden of a certain villa near Mount Tai.

In the garden surrounded by numerous flowers, Luo Pianqian, who has a striking figure, is sitting in a pavilion.

The fragrance of the flowers makes her feel quite spirited, and her mood is exceptionally good.

She heard from Grandpa Gui Qianyi that this villa is the property of Xuanyuan Palace, which means it’s actually owned by her sister Su Zijun—Luo Pianqian has long felt that Su Zijun is incredibly powerful. If it were her, she wouldn’t know how many years of hard work it would take to afford such a massive movable villa.

Luo Pianqian is currently enjoying maltose syrup made from naturally sourced honey in the area, while she browses through a test book she brought from home.

The maltose syrup lifts her spirits even more, and she begins to hum an unknown tune as if carefree.

“What is she doing?”

In the study on the villa’s third floor, Gui Qianyi has just arrived and peered through the window before asking curiously.

At this moment, Long Xiruo, seated at the desk, casually replies, “Reviewing her studies. She said it’s almost time to prepare for adult exams upon returning and shouldn’t neglect her education.”

Gui Qianyi was taken aback, pondering for a moment before furrowing his brow, “This child is getting more and more like a human.”

Long Xiruo calmly replies, “What’s wrong with that? To resemble a human doesn’t mean to be one. Only by studying can she understand the essence of humanity. In today’s world, if monsters don’t keep up with the current trends and learn more, they’ll eventually be left behind.”

Gui Qianyi slightly opens his eyes, “As the true dragon of the Godly Land, revered by the demon world, there are things you shouldn’t say in front of monsters.”

Long Xiruo glances at Gui Qianyi, suddenly saying, “Does that include in front of you?”

“Yes, even in front of an old man like me.”

The study suddenly falls quiet, and Long Xiruo opts to close her eyes.

Shortly after, there’s a knock at the study door, followed by Ghost Baby entering, “Lord Long, Mr. Gui.”

Gui Qianyi nods, looking at Ghost Baby, “Has the announcement been sent out?”

Ghost Baby nods, “It’s already been delivered to Wolong Mountain Villa and Kun Peng Mountain Villa.”

Gui Qianyi smiles contentedly, “So, they didn’t give you any trouble?”

Ghost Baby says, “After all, this is Xuanyuan Palace’s announcement, with Lord Long’s endorsement… regardless of what the Daoist Association thinks, the Yao Association has no intention of rejecting it. They wouldn’t dare; in fact, they accepted it respectfully and began recalling all the monsters searching for Mo Mo.”

Gui Qianyi suddenly casts a glance at Long Xiruo, remarking sarcastically, “Obedient bunch, these monsters.”

Ghost Baby glances between Long Xiruo and Gui Qianyi, sensing something transpired between these two after he arrived, but dares not interrupt, standing silently.

Ignoring Gui Qianyi’s sarcastic tone, Long Xiruo says flatly, “The Daoist Association has never been peaceful, but since they’re complying, they might restrain themselves.”

Ghost Baby nods, “I believe the Daoist Association will restrain themselves too. After all, this time, we issued a joint statement with the ‘Special National Land Administration Bureau’, an official declaration. Even if they’re unwilling, they won’t openly defy it.”

Long Xiruo shakes her head, “That’s uncertain… Some among them are crazed with the desire to become immortals.”

“Immortality is elusive; there are no straightforward paths left in this world,” Gui Qianyi sighs slowly, “Surprising that this Penglai Conference would see an Imperial Edict from Mount Tai’s Deity appear… It’s hard to tell if this is Heavenly Will or human machination.”

Long Xiruo suddenly says, “Without seeing the genuine edict, who can ascertain it’s truly from Mount Tai’s Deity?”

Gui Qianyi is stunned, “What’s Lord Long implying?”

Long Xiruo snorts coldly, “If there were truly an inheritance left by Mount Tai Emperor, hidden among the Mount Tai peaks… Why haven’t I known of it all these years?”

She is the guardian true dragon of China’s Divine Land, as long as she stands upon it, she remains undying. Naturally, the earth veins across the land connect with the true dragon.

Gui Qianyi pats his head, nodding, “Oh, I nearly forgot you’re like a treasure-seeking tool… So this edict is suspicious?”

Long Xiruo shakes her head again, “Suspicious as it may be, I can’t yet conclude if it’s true or false. Since I arrived at Mount Tai, I’ve felt increasingly uneasy, especially since yesterday.”

“Uneasy?” Gui Qianyi stammers.

It’s said that creatures instinctively react to predators or natural disasters… Could the upcoming Mount Tai Penglai Conference bring major changes?

Gui Qianyi doesn’t doubt Long Xiruo’s feelings, as she represents the myriad Spirit Veins of China, inherently linked to its fate…

“Has Lord Long experienced any prophetic dreams?” Gui Qianyi asks hurriedly.

Long Xiruo scans Gui Qianyi coldly… Since losing too much blood and becoming her current self, has daily insomnia and nightmares count?

“Lord Long?” Gui Qianyi furrows his brow.

Long Xiruo waves her hand, “Nothing at all… Wait, I’ll answer a call.”

The phone on the table starts vibrating, and Long Xiruo notices it’s Sun Xiaosheng calling… It’s unprecedented for this guy to call her.

Of course, she left this number for Sun Xiaosheng, posing as Su Zijun’s niece, probably why he dared to make the call?

But the moment the call connects, Long Xiruo’s ears are nearly deafened—the explosive music and noise from the other end makes her frown unconsciously.

“What? Left a note and ran away? When did this happen? Last week… You’re just now telling me?”

Long Xiruo slams the table, standing up, visibly angry.

…

Meanwhile, far away at the Elysium Pub, Sun Xiaosheng, phone tucked by his neck, scratches his crotch nonchalantly, “Ha, I forgot. Popped some new pills today, remembered feeling high~ Little girl, at your age what else is worth learning but Granny Long’s temper. I’m telling you, that won’t do!”

“Sun Xiaosheng, you’re dead meat!”

“Ah, just let it be~”

Roaring in a manner quite like Long Xiruo, Brother Xiaosheng removes the phone, rubs his ear, shakes his head, and simply hangs up.

Brother Xiaosheng then takes his hand out of his crotch, flicking dust from his fingers into a small pellet.

He opens the office window overlooking the bar’s dance floor.

“Who here thinks they’re the coolest?”

“Brother Xiaosheng!!!”

“Hahahahahahaha!”