"The final four Blood Moons, God Mirror, Beheading Path, Chaos, and Unity... Even for a Supre, they are hard to find," Realm Spirit muttered softly, looking at Chu Mo, "However, if one day you beco a Supre and gather all ten Blood Moons, then you can reverse Heaven and Earth, invert yin and yang, and revive your loved ones at a single thought."
"Just to beco a supre... is not enough?" Chu Mo was no longer the naive youngster of the past. He understood the difficulties of a cultivator wanting to beco a Supre were no less challenging than a mortal trying to seize the stars and moon from the sky!
The path to becoming an Emperor had tracks to follow, but no path existed for the Supre!
All cultivators in the world understood this principle; how could Chu Mo be an exception?
In order to revive those closest to him, rely becoming a Supre was not sufficient. He also needed to gather the ten Blood Moons... Only when the God Mirror was truly complete could this be achieved.
Heavens... are you playing a joke on ?
Suddenly, Chu Mo found himself in a contradictory situation.
On one hand, he was determined to accomplish this task, swearing to overco any difficulty. On the other hand, he felt a deep despair, believing he had no hope of accomplishing either task.
At this mont, it felt like two different versions of himself were arguing fiercely, giving Chu Mo a feeling of lunacy.
"Wake up!" Realm Spirit abruptly yelled.
Chu Mo's body shuddered slightly, and he jolted back to his senses. Touching his forehead, he found it covered in cold sweat.
Just an instant ago, he nearly lost control and fell into an irreversible hopelessness.
"Foolish boy!" Realm Spirit sighed, "Indeed, these two tasks are extrely difficult, possibly leading to desperate situations. But there is always hope! If you truly believe there is no hope, it's better to let them die now and end their suffering... at least they can be released from their pain."
"Huff!" Chu Mo took a long breath, his eyes transitioning from a loss to a determined resolution. He declared in a solemn voice, "As long as there's a glimr of hope, I will not give up!"
Realm Spirit nodded, using the Heavenly Crystal amassed on the ground by Chu Mo to arrange a Soul Nurturing Formation.
Then, he gathered the souls of Chu Mo's loved ones and placed them into the formation. Lastly, he encapsulated the formation within a pearl and handed it to Chu Mo, "Keep it safe. Every five years, activate the Soul Nurturing Formation once. If you enter the Immortal Realm one day and can send them to Buddha's scriptures, you will no longer need the Soul Nurturing Formation."
Chu Mo looked one last ti at these images of his loved ones, imprinting their appearances deep within his heart, and then watched as they were collected, one by one, into the pearl.
Eventually, all the Heavenly Crystals on the ground were also absorbed into the pearl.
"Rember, every five years, you will need this many Heavenly Crystals to fuel the pearl." After completing the task, Realm Spirit looked sowhat fatigued. Apparently, arranging the Soul Nurturing Formation was not sothing any average person could do.
Such a huge favor was difficult to express with words. Therefore, Chu Mo simply nodded earnestly, gratefully received the pearl, and placed it in the space under the small tree within the God Mirror.
The space inside the God Mirror had grown significantly. The fish of creation in the pond were unable to reproduce, but the water quality in the pond had been changed due to the presence of the Five Elents water, making them much more lively.
Outside the pond was a vast area of desolate land.
An idea popped into Chu Mo's mind: I can probably use this land to plant valuable dicinal herbs!
In this way, I can directly use these herbs for alchemy in the future, or sell the herbs for profit. Now that I carry such a huge responsibility, I must carefully plan every step I take in the future.
He then exited the space within the God Mirror.
"Gather the Five Elents as soon as possible. Not only can you alter the space inside your God Mirror, turning it into a miniature world, but you can also lay the foundation for the Five Elents Path." The Realm Spirit looked deeply at Chu Mo, "I'm tired now, you may leave."
Chu Mo nodded his head and, after giving a formal bow to Realm Spirit, turned around and left.
In the room, Realm Spirit let out a long sigh, his gaze deep as if trying to penetrate the void above, staring into the endless unknown.
In a mysterious place, within a colossal cave, a seven or eight-year-old boy was sleeping, with his bare bottom exposed.
Suddenly, his body shook. Opening his eyes, a scene of sinking stars and a falling moon appeared within them - frightful to behold!
"Who's there? Daring to spy on this old demon? Are you courting death?" The little boy looked clever and adorable, yet when he opened his mouth, an incredibly ancient voice emanated from him, one with a discordant tone.
He grabbed the bloodied knife next to him, stood up, and looked around.
In the end, he found nothing. He threw the knife aside, sat down, and a cold light flashed in his eyes which were filled with the scenes of sinking stars and a falling moon, "Could it be so bored chap rely passing by? Hmph... Lucky for you, else I would've stewed you!"
In the Illusionary God Realm, Realm Spirit's eyes abruptly shut, and he muttered, "He... is still alive..."
anwhile, Chu Mo had already returned to the Chu Palace.
To the end, Chu Mo did not ask Realm Spirit who his enemy was. Since the Realm Spirit had already said the other party might have used a forbidden technique, he just had to investigate along this line. Sooner or later, he would find the guy.
Moreover, Qi Xiaoyu was that person's target!
Chu Mo had a premonition. One day, he would cross paths with that person.
Rather than focusing too much on his enemy, he might as well devote more of his energy to finding the Five Elents.
Just as he returned to the Chu Palace, Miao Yi Niang and Shen Xingxue ca together to greet him.
Huang Hui also appeared promptly, pouring tea, fulfilling her duties as a servant.
Dong Yu and Qin Shi were nowhere in sight, presumably imrsed in their cultivation.
Both poor girls, who lost their mories, seed to empathize with Chu Mo. They were extrely determined, driven by bottled-up resentnt.
"Brother Chu Mo..." When Shen Xingxue saw Chu Mo, she revealed a shy smile and hesitated to speak.
"Princess Xingxue, please feel free to speak freely," Chu Mo still felt grateful to Shen Xingxue. Down to the core, he owed her. If it weren't for her, there was a high probability that the Emperor of Great Xia would not have abdicated to beco the Supre Emperor.
Miao Yi Niang sighed softly looking at Chu Mo thinking, my brother is indeed outstanding, to the point that all these won keep falling for him.
Observing Shen Xingxue's hesitation, Miao Yi Niang sighed and said, "This is the thing. Xingxue has heard of our predicant and wants to help us get through it by bringing those who were once loyal to her father in Great Xia to Chu kingdom. They would likely face expulsion anyway."
"Hmm?" Chu Mo's eyebrows knotted slightly as he turned to Shen Xingxue. (To be continued. If you like this work, please co to qidian to vote for recomndation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian to read.)
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