PID Chapter 65.1

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Chu Jinglan stuffed a pack of snacks into Xiao Mo’s hand: “Wait for me a moment.”

 

The snacks were, of course, spirit food, dried meat from demonic beasts. It smelled very much like five-spice beef jerky and, naturally, tasted similar too.

 

Alright then, Xiao Mo put away his surprised expression, waiting for Chu Jinglan to deal with the matter at hand first. He cradled the jerky and chose a good spot in the courtyard to watch the show.

 

Yue Ming saying “again” meant they must have fought at least once during the study session. So fast, truly worthy of being Yingyue Sect’s most fierce fighting rooster.

 

Chu Jinglan’s current residence was incredibly spacious, with a five-story pavilion, a very wide practice field in front, and a back garden for relaxation and scenery viewing, complete with winding corridors, pavilions, waterside structures, and small houses that could be used however the owner wished.

 

Once the protective array on the practice field was activated, the two could wreak havoc as they pleased.

 

Xiao Mo ate snacks while watching from his spectator position as the 19-year-old grand-uncle master thrashed the 60-year-old “child.”

 

Yue Ming’s sword technique had its own unique style. He focused on momentum, striking with unstoppable force, fierce in both attack and retreat. His spiritual root was fire, and he was like fire himself. But colliding with Chu Jinglan’s block of dark ice, even the fiercest spiritual energy would be frozen into a statue on the spot.

 

The Yingyue Sect had many sword cultivators. Neither of them used other magical treasures, only swords and spiritual energy. It ended faster than Xiao Mo had imagined. Chu Jinglan’s sword tip stopped at Yue Ming’s throat, and one could clearly see Yue Ming’s Adam’s apple move slightly from nervousness.

 

The outcome was decided.

 

Chu Jinglan withdrew his sword. Yue Ming immediately said: “Again!”

 

Chu Jinglan: “No more fighting today.”

 

Yue Ming: “Then tomorrow—”

 

“Fine, but from now on, only once a day at most.” Chu Jinglan turned to leave. “The door is that way, see yourself out.”

 

Yue Ming, holding his sword, was still eager for another round. But after some thought, he felt that being able to spar daily was quite a good deal, so he sheathed his sword: “Alright, it’s a promise.”

 

After he left, Chu Jinglan raised his hand, closing the courtyard gate with wind. Xiao Mo, holding a piece of jerky, pointed at the half-person-high stack of books on the stone table: “You’ve become interested in novels too?”

 

Unexpectedly, Chu Jinglan said: “No, I’m not interested yet. I plan to find more and keep reading.”

 

This answer was truly beyond Xiao Mo’s expectations. He made a sound of acknowledgment: “If you’re really not interested, don’t force yourself. It’s just for fun in leisure time. If novels don’t work, you can try something else.”

 

How could interests and hobbies be forced? But Chu Jinglan wanted to find answers from the novels, not just for entertainment.

 

There was still a lot of jerky left uneaten in his hand. Xiao Mo put it down and, for safety, used mental communication to speak with Chu Jinglan.

 

“Fenxiu came to test me again today. He wants to kill us. What he said is definitely not a joke.”

 

During the competition, they had hoped Fenxiu wouldn’t target them, but now it was certain they were in his sights. Being of interest to Fenxiu never ended well. Even in the original dramatic novel, he was the biggest villain among Su Baimo’s later suitors, because although Fenxiu also rolled in bed with Su Baimo, when he tortured the body, he truly tortured.

 

Chu Jinglan’s expression became stern.

 

Xiao Mo: “With his level of spiritual sense, I definitely can’t plant a ‘thought’ in his sea of consciousness. The trick we used on Chu Jiao won’t work on him.”

 

Chu Jinglan continued: “Regarding cultivation, according to records, the Demon Lord of the demon realm is at peak Great Perfection stage.”

 

Xiao Mo nodded: “That’s right. Although he’s disguised himself as Nascent Soul stage, he certainly won’t keep up the act in a life-or-death situation. If we want to counterattack, we can only choose locations that suppress cultivation levels, like secret realms, or within the Yingyue Sect itself.”

 

In cultivation-suppressing secret realms, when everyone’s level is roughly equal, there’s a chance for a fair fight. Within the Yingyue Sect, the sect leader could arrive at any time, providing a safety guarantee.

 

But they couldn’t just run to the sect leader without substantial evidence and say, “Alie is a spy. If you beat him to death, he’ll reveal his true form.” That would easily make people think the children had gone mad.

 

The two began to seriously brainstorm ideas, coming up with many suggestions, but all were rejected when they found problems during the detailed planning stage.

 

Before resolving this important matter, Chu Jinglan naturally lost interest in reading novels. The next day, Xiao Mo prepared to go near Fenxiu in his spiritual form to look for inspiration.

 

Inner disciples could take tasks from the affairs hall to earn spirit stones. When Xiao Mo found him, Fenxiu had just come out of the affairs hall, but without accepting any tasks. He seemed to have just been wandering around.

 

Surprisingly, two or three Yingyue Sect disciples were accompanying him.

 

Someone beside Fenxiu said: “Junior Brother, don’t take to heart what some people said earlier. I believe that people can be good or bad, and the same goes for demons. It all depends on individual differences. How can we generalize?”

 

Another person said: “Exactly. Haven’t we learned enough from the lesson of the Moon Lord’s departure? If we had been willing to accept them, the later events wouldn’t have happened.”

 

It seems these disciples were from the demon-friendly faction within the Yingyue Sect. As long as you don’t do anything heinous, they treat everyone equally, regardless of being human or demon.

 

Unfortunately, they didn’t know that the one before them was a true demon lord.

 

Fenxiu just smiled. His eyes concealed evaluations of “naive” and “fools.” The more the disciples spoke up for him, the more he seemed to hear something interesting, his smile deepening.

 

However, the disciples only walked with Fenxiu for a short while before parting ways. Fenxiu returned to his residence, which was arranged in the ordinary inner disciple quarters – a small house with a small courtyard, near other disciples’ houses.

 

After entering the house, he closed the door and set up a barrier. Then Xiao Mo watched as his form and features changed, his aura rapidly rising. Moments later, “Alie” was gone, replaced by a tall, handsome Great Perfection stage supreme demon standing in the room.

 

Fenxiu contentedly stretched his neck. This was his true appearance and cultivation level.

 

If he hadn’t set up the barrier in advance, the fluctuations from changing his cultivation would have surely spread out. Even in his spiritual form, Xiao Mo could feel the pressure released when Fenxiu recovered to Great Perfection stage.

 

What was Fenxiu planning to do by suddenly recovering to Great Perfection stage within the sect? He wasn’t planning to fly to Chu Jinglan’s courtyard to kill them now, was he?

 

Xiao Mo’s vigilance was at its peak.

 

Fenxiu concealed his aura and disappeared from the house in the blink of an eye.

 

If not for Xiao Mo’s ability to judge his direction from the lingering traces of his thoughts, he truly couldn’t have kept up based on speed alone.

 

Great Perfection stage was no longer like simple flight through the air, but a series of teleportations, shattering space, appearing far away in an instant.

 

This was the cultivation gap between Great Perfection stage and their levels…

 

But this direction wasn’t towards Tianshui Peak.

 

Xiao Mo couldn’t see Fenxiu’s figure, following the traces of his thoughts all the way, finally stopping at a heavily guarded place with very dense spiritual energy.

 

Xiao Mo looked down from high above and saw a purple-gold spirit vein stretching across the cliff, flowing gently, with spiritual energy gushing out abundantly. Auspicious clouds lingered above the spirit vein, golden light illuminating the mountains.

 

A high-grade spirit vein!

 

The upper realm had nine continents, and major sects didn’t lack medium-grade spirit veins, but good high-grade spirit veins were still fiercely contested resources. The Yingyue Sect had twenty high-grade spirit veins across the nine continents, with this one in the sect being among the finest. The spiritual energy from one vein could spread throughout the entire sect, making it a crucial treasure spot for the sect.

 

All spirit veins have a source, like how springs have spring eyes. Spirit veins flow endlessly because of their spirit source. The guard disciples were all at Divided Spirit level. Fenxiu, as a rare existence in the upper realm, easily bypassed them and arrived at the spirit source.

 

Currently, the upper realm hadn’t seen a Return to Void stage cultivator for a long time, with peak Great Perfection being the highest.

 

When Xiao Mo arrived, he saw Fenxiu about thirty meters from the spirit source, staring at the layers of seals outside it.

 

The spirit source looked like a purple-gold gem, slowly releasing spiritual power. The spirit vein appeared like a river of light, but this was just a visual effect caused by the dense spiritual energy flow, not actual water.

 

The seals outside the spirit source weren’t wrapped around the gem but separated the space, extending ten meters out, layer upon layer. They weren’t suppressing but protecting. Xiao Mo had the system scan and learned that these seals were the work of a Great Perfection stage cultivator.

 

After examining for a while, Fenxiu knew that touching the seals would immediately summon a peak Great Perfection cultivator. At that time, the surrounding arrays would also activate, sealing off the entire spirit vein. Even a Great Perfection cultivator couldn’t leave immediately.

 

Fenxiu abandoned the idea of destroying the spirit source and instead started cultivating very close to it.

 

Fenxiu: “At least a place like this is barely enough for my cultivation.”

 

Whether he occupied the demon realm’s spirit veins for daily cultivation was unknown, but if others heard this statement, it would certainly provoke anger.

 

Fenxiu wasn’t in a hurry, seemingly planning for sustainable development. After cultivating for a while, he left. The source’s spiritual energy was too dense; such consumption would be hard to notice in a short time. Staring at the spirit source, Xiao Mo suddenly had an idea.

 

Xiao Mo immediately communicated his plan to Chu Jinglan.

 

After listening, probably because Xiao Mo’s method was so ingenious and something only he could do, Chu Jinglan was stunned for a while before slowly responding: “…Good idea.”

 

Xiao Mo smiled: “I think so too.”

 

Thanks to the inspiration from Fenxiu, otherwise he really wouldn’t have thought of this before.

 

Fenxiu had just left the place. Xiao Mo didn’t rush to act, but early the next day, he returned to the spot. Then, in his spiritual form, he easily passed through the ten-meter seals.

 

Yes, his spiritual body form didn’t trigger the seals at all.

 

A place that even Great Perfection stage cultivators couldn’t pass through, Xiao Mo easily went through.

 

Then he wrapped his palm in spiritual energy, raised his hand, and touched the spirit source. With a grip, he put the spirit source into the system’s backpack.

 

The spirit source couldn’t be put into a storage device because storage devices are a type of magical tool, and putting the spirit source in one could easily cause it to burst. But the system’s built-in backpack didn’t have this problem and wouldn’t leak any of the spirit source’s aura.

 

The once useless backpack performed so perfectly at this special moment!

 

The moment the spirit source disappeared, the spirit vein’s lockdown barrier immediately activated. The Yingyue Sect leader’s eyes snapped open, and using the formation, he teleported to the spirit vein in an instant. He was fast, but Xiao Mo was faster.

 

Xiao Mo directly returned to his sea of consciousness.

 

The entire process was completed in one go. No one but Xiao Mo could have achieved this.

 

The sect leader looked at the empty source, utterly shocked. He immediately ordered several elders: “Activate the second layer of the sect protection array immediately. No disciple is allowed to leave the sect without permission!”

 

The second layer actually both protected the sect and sealed the gates. People outside couldn’t come in, and those inside couldn’t go out. The elders carried out the orders quickly and efficiently.

 

Being able to steal the spirit source without triggering anything meant that someone at Great Perfection stage had secretly infiltrated their territory, and they had mysterious methods. Although anxious and angry, the sect leader remained clear-headed: “Tell the disciples it’s a drill. Don’t let them panic.”

 

The elders’ voices were relatively calm: “So, Sect Leader, what exactly happened?”

 

The sect leader sighed: “Don’t be afraid of what I’m about to say.”

 

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