Chapter 1173: Who Levelled Your Lair?
Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations
Mo Wuji appeared within the Resting Land of Gods. The murderous atmosphere here was still very strong. However, there weren’t any signs of other people. Compared to the first ti he ca, the Resting Land of Gods seed much more desolate.
Mo Wuji did not mind all this. Now, he only wanted to find that fake Sage Min Yuan.
Min Yuan was the number one person within the Resting Land of Gods. Although the people in the Resting Land of Gods did not have to listen to him, he was still the person in control of this place.
Min Yuan had as many cultivation resources as a cow had hair. Previously, he was hunted by that fake sage. Now that he had returned, Mo Wuji naturally wanted a compensation.
Resting Land of Gods’s Min Yuan should be in the Great Circle of Quasi-Sage Stage Level 9, infinitesimally close to the level of Sages. However, Mo Wuji did not put it to heart. Even if he was in Quasi-Sage Level 1, he wouldn’t need to fear Min Yuan. Moreover, he was already in Quasi-Sage Level 4 and only a step away from Level 5.
During the first ti that Mo Wuji ca, Min Yuan stayed in a gold and brilliant mountain. There was a wide and gold path that led from the outside of the mountain towards the top, it gave the impression of loftiness and the need to worship.
However, when Mo Wuji ca again, he was slightly shocked at the changed that occured. The previously majestic moutain had lost its mountain top. The river that circumvented the mountain was ravaged and torn into pieces. As for that golden path, not even a trace of it could be seen. Even the defensive arrays around the mountain were gone.
With a single step, Mo Wuji landed on the top of the mountain. This was the Sage Mountain that the Great Sage Min Yuan used to stay in. But now, there’s no need to talk about that fake sage, there wasn’t a single soul around.
In his helplessness, Mo Wuji could only send Kun Yun a ssage and descend the mountain.
If he truly couldn’t find Min Yuan and Kun Yun, then he could only leave. The Resting Land of Gods was huge and vast; Mo Wuji did not wish to waste much ti here. He still had so creation spiritual veins on him. Although they wouldn’t be enough for him to reach the Great Circle of the Quasi-Sage Stage, they should allow him to reach Quasi-Sage Level 7.
Mo Wuji still didn’t know whether being at Quasi-Sage Level 7 would allow him to defeat a Sage. However, he knew that there was still a disparity between Quasi-Sage Level 4 and Sage Luo Xu.
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"Kun Yun, do you think that you can live freely?" Just as Kun Yun caught his breath after charging into the depths of the withered bamboo forest, a hoarse voice suddenly ca over.
"Great Sage..." Kun Yun’s face was slightly pale as he stared at the man in front of him. This man was short but he wore a tall, gold crown. Behind this man, there were two Unity God cultivators that had barely reconstructed fleshly bodies.
The short man with the tall crown laughed, "Kun Yun, I didn’t think that you would rember that I am a great Sage. When you ca to my Sage Mountain, I didn’t punish you. I even gave you cultivation resources for you to recover your powers. However, your performance truly disappoints ."
"Great Sage, you can’t bla for that. My relationship with that Mo Wuji is shallow. We were strangers that only t by chance..." Kun Yun hurriedly and frightfully explained.
"Then tell about his origins," The Great Sage said, without any emotions on his face.
How could Kun Yun dare to antagonise Mo Wuji now? He was clearer than anyone else about Mo Wuji’s might. Offending Mo Wuji was worse than offending this Great Sage.
"Answering the Great Sage, I t that Mo Wuji by chance while travelling through space. Back then, I was searching for the entrance to God Burial Valley when I t him. This person is incredibly strong and I wasn’t a match for him. In the end, I was forced to enter here because of him..."
"Hmm!" The Great Sage harrumphed and interrupted Kun Yun’s words. "You are lying. You didn’t et that Mo Wuji while travelling through space, right? If you utter another lie, then don’t bla for extracting your soul and your primordial spirit. Don’t think that I don’t know that asking to return your items was rely a facade. I know that your true treasures are hidden in a different corner of the Resting Land of Gods. If I haven’t been watching you closely and if that Mo Wuji was around, you would probably have gone there, right?"
When he heard this, Kun Yun broke out in cold sweat. He knew that if he dared to hide anything, he would die today.
This bast*rd Min Yuan. His lair had been destroyed and he doesn’t have the capabilty to take revenge so he’s releasing his anger on , Kun Yun?
Sigh, who asked to be the softest persimmon in this area?
Mo Wuji, ah, Mo Wuji. Don’t bla this old brother for my lack of loyalty. I truly can’t hide anything any further. This bast*rd Min Yun definitely intends to leave this place. Even though I know that he would burn your sect to the ground, I can only tell him the truth.
"Yes, yes..." Just as Kun Yun said these two words, the communication bead on his wrist flashed twice.
Kun Yun celebrated wildly in his heart. He did not hesitate to send a ssage out. At the sa ti, he said, "Great Sage, that was a ssage from Mo Wuji. He was asking about where I am. I have already sent him a ssage and he wouldn’t need more than half a day to arrive. If the Great Sage hides by the side, you would be able to capture him."
The Great Sage stared at Kun Yun and sneered, "I don’t need you to tell , Min Yuan, what to do. Restrain Kun Yun."
When Kun Yun heard these words, his heart pounded heavily. He hurriedly whipped out his Tao Tie Pot and said, "Great Sage, I did everything that you wanted. Why must you burn this bridge?"
Staring at the Tao Tie Pot floating above Kun Yun’s head, a light flashed across Min Yuan’s eyes. He harrumphed coldly, "Do it."
Ten figures charged out from the darkness. These ten figures split into two waves. One wave went to prepare an ambush for Mo Wuji while the other wave charged towards Kun Yun.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Multiple attacks landed on Kun Yun. Although he had the protection from his Tao Tie Pot, he was still struck from the elental energy rebound. He coughed a mouthful of blood and his dao laws started to turn ssy.
"Min Yuan, you old tortoise. Bast*rd..." After Kun Yun barely managed to block another attack, he started to berate Min Yuan.
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Just as Mo Wuji was wondering whether he should leave, he suddenly received Kun Yun’s ssage.
"Old Brother Mo, hurry and save this big brother. This big brother has been trapped by the old tortoise Min Yuan in Ku Xinren’s bamboo forest. If you co late, this big brother would already be flying towards the underworld. If I die, you wouldn’t be able to see that amazing treasure. If you can co in the shortest ti possible, I will give you another 200 creation spiritual veins and serve you like a horse..."
Kun Yun didn’t include the fact that Min Yuan had prepared an ambush. He was worried that if Mo Wuji knew, Mo Wuji wouldn’t dare to co. As for serving Mo Wuji like a horse, Kun Yun didn’t worry much about that statent. During his ti with Mo Wuji, he developed an understanding towards Mo Wuji’s character. He knew that Mo Wuji wasn’t an evil person, but a reasonable one. Of course, the premise was that he had to speak to Mo Wuji with honesty.
Mo Wuji didn’t think much about it. He had co here to find that fake Sage Min Yuan. Now that he knew that Min Yuan had trapped Kun Yun, he did not consider twice as he whipped out his Ti Plate and charged towards the withered bamboo forest.
How fast was the Ti Plate? In a little over than ten breaths of ti, the Ti Plate charged to the top of Kun Yun’s pot.
By the ti that Mo Wuji arrived, those waiting to ambush Mo Wuji weren’t even ready.
"Kun Yun, you can keep that old tortoise shell." Mo Wuji said smilingly. He kept the Ti Plate as he landed by Kun Yun’s side.
"You really managed to borrow Dao Monarch Darkness’s Ti Plate?" Kun Yun completely forgot that he was surrounded by Kun Yun’s lackeys. He stared at Mo Wuji in disbelief.
"What? Could it be that you were lying to when you asked to borrow the Ti Plate?" Mo Wuji’s face sank; he spoke with dissatisfaction.
Kun Yun returned to his senses. He hurriedly waved his hands and said, "How is that possible? I didn’t think that Dao Monarch Darkness would lend you this thing for so many years and not take it back."
Mo Wuji snickered, "I used great treasures to trade for this. Why must this thing return back to him?"
"Yes, yes." Kun Yun was currently a frightened little bird. He didn’t dare to refute Mo Wuji’s words. However, he still didn’t believe Mo Wuji’s words. Would Dao Monarch Darkness really give Mo Wuji the Ti Plate? Keke, don’t try to scam him. Did Mo Wuji think that he, Kun Yun, was a fool that lived in a well?
"You are Mo Wuji?" The Great Sage Min Yuan stared at Mo Wuji, the light in his eyes seed capable of burning this bamboo forest.
Kun Yun’s Tao Tie Pot was going to be his. Now, Mo Wuji had co and brought the Ti Plate. This was the will of the Heavens. It was destined that he, Min Yuan, was going to be the main character of the upcoming Cataclysm.
When Min Yuan was speaking, 20 people had already co and surrounded Mo Wuji and Kun Yun. They continuously threw array flags, worried that Mo Wuji would escape again.
Mo Wuji did not hold back as he sent his spiritual will on the fake Sage Min Yuan. He soon discovered that Min Yuan was still injured.
"Why is this fake Sage still injured and why is your voice so hoarse? Oh right, I just went to your dirty lair. Who levelled your lair?" Mo Wuji asked quizzically.
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