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727: 551 727: 551 Because Wu Mo discovered that Wang Yang seed particularly interested in matters concerning demons and ghosts.

But that was normal; after all, it’s common for children to be curious about such strange and bizarre things.

So Wu Mo often recounted these stories.

And in Wu Mo’s stories, it was the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain, who was slaying what kind of ghosts in which places; these stories were interesting at first, but they felt quite repetitive after a while.

As for Sword Qi and Sword Intent, perhaps even Wu Mo himself did not know what they really ant when he was talking about them.

But in so of the stories that Wu Mo told, he ntioned how a single Sword Qi cut through several large trees and a small mountain.

In the eyes of a mortal like Wu Mo, that was naturally earth-shattering, but it was nothing in front of him.

After all, even though he was just a Divine Thought now, his actual body was that of a Saint.

The strength of the Saint was evident, let alone his actual body, even in the Three Kingdoms world, before he had fully refined the Primordial Force of heaven and earth, he could do it too.

Although he could not emit Sword Qi, cutting down a few trees was still a piece of cake.

In Wu Mo’s narration, there had always been talk of ghosts and monsters since ancient tis, so where was the darkness?

Although Wang Yang had suddenly co to this world, he still rembered the purpose of his arrival.

It was to prevent the spread of darkness.

Moreover, based on his last experience in the Three Kingdoms world, Wang Yang already had so grasp of the rules of devouring the Primordial Force of heaven and earth, such as accelerating the refinent near the Origin of Darkness.

It made sense, after all, the Ancestral Star was evolved by the Pangu Clan People, and the Heart of Pangu could naturally evolve everything that exists.

The Heart of Pangu naturally could also evolve darkness, and using the Origin of Darkness to refine the Primordial Force of heaven and earth was within reason.

Therefore, if he wanted to quickly increase his strength, there was only one way, and that was to get close to the Origin of Darkness so that the World Tree could enhance Wang Yang’s power even more.

For so reason, Wang Yang’s body had a lot of the intelligence of a Saint, but he was unable to use it—it was all dormant in his Dantian, as if it were in silence.

Wang Yang guessed it might be because his own ridians were too fragile; after all, he was just a seven-year-old child now.

Although his strength was stronger than that of an average adult, Wang Yang thought that even just surviving in this world might not be very likely.

Ordinary people in this world are at the very bottom, serving as food for ghosts and monsters but sohow, Wu Mo, whether by good luck or vigilance, had never encountered a ghost or monster from childhood to adulthood.

If the world was truly as Wu Mo described, then Wu Mo, living in the deep mountains, should have encountered powerful ghosts and monsters.

At the very least, one would expect that these desolate mountains and wild ridges would teem with ghosts and monsters!

“Uncle, why are there no ghosts or monsters in this mountain?

I haven’t seen a single one all these years since I was little.”

On Wang Yang’s childish face was a look of longing as he gazed at Wu Mo, who was now over forty, with far more wrinkles on his face than seven years ago.

So of the wrinkles were from worries, others from injuries, while Wu Mo was endlessly talking about the deeds of the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain, but Wang Yang actively interrupted him.

Wu Mo, in fact, had been carefully watching Wang Yang’s reactions.

He had no experience in coaxing children, but Wang Yang could feel that, so he was usually motionless while listening to the stories.

It seed as if he was captivated by the stories.

More often than not, they did not satisfy Wang Yang’s thirst for knowledge, but rather, they gave Wu Mo peace of mind.

Wu Mo treasured Wang Yang and had been protecting him all along as if he were a precious jewel.

Even in Qingcheng Mountain Village, the villagers only knew that Wu Mo had a child.

But what the child’s na was remained unknown.

Because Wu Mo was still traumatized by that night many years ago, though the news of Wang Yang had vanished like a stone sunk in the sea.

But Wu Mo had never let his guard down, knowing Wang Yang definitely wasn’t from an ordinary family.

Having him around was sowhat beneath his dignity, and even though Wang Yang concealed his own physical strength,

how could Wu Mo not feel the anomaly in Wang Yang after living together for so long?

Moreover, Wang Yang had been interested in these ghosts and monsters since he was young.

Wu Mo speculated that Wang Yang might have the bloodline of an Exorcist.

This was quite normal.

In this world, those with power and influence generally learned so Exorcism Techniques, and their descendants could naturally inherit such techniques.

“Oh, that?

It’s because the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain returns to the village once every ten years.

When the ti cos, he takes one or two children away to the Qingcheng Mountain Sect, and along the way, he also eradicates any budding ghosts and monsters.”

Wu Mo was naturally familiar with these matters; after all, it happened once every ten years, and the villagers of Qingcheng Mountain Village had more or less seen the face of the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain.

But according to those villagers, the appearance of the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain had not changed for a hundred years.

“Is that so, there are no ghosts or monsters around at all?”

After listening, Wang Yang pondered for a mont before posing another question.

“There are so, but they are not strong.

As long as you don’t provoke them, it’s fine.

In the river to the north, there’s a monster ford from a drowned person.

In the west mountains, there’s a monster ford from soone who hung themselves because they couldn’t go on living.”

“To the south, however, it is sowhat dangerous.

It is said to be the Mass Burial Mound, and furthermore, there have been sightings of reanimated corpses with gathered evil qi.”

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