Phoenix Destroyer
84. The owner of Tianji Pavilion

"How much longer before the Dragon grass will soon mature?"

"Half more years."

"Do you really want to go there?"

Feng Mo stopped his hand that was making an array of talismans. Soon the final talisman failed and was destroyed. Feng Mo put it away quietly and looked at Kong Li who was feeling guilty.

"What does Brother Li mean? Aren't you going?"

Kong Li lowered his gaze. "Since the last time I was injured, I thought that I wasn't strong enough, it would be best for me to stay here to save you from continuing to worry about me." Although they could use concealment talismans, teleportation talismans, but there were many powerful cultivators there, it was better to stay here than to have to always worry about being found by others.

Feng Mo frowned. Can't argue. The reason why lately he had been busy making many talismans and self-rescue tools was because he was afraid that Kong Li would be injured accidentally when those Tribulation cultivators fought.

Dragon Grass can add shaoyuan so this battle is expected to be a fight of life and death. A fight between Tribulation cultivators was never a good thing.

"Aren't you worried about living here alone?"

"There are a lot of cultivators here, and we only kill ferocious beasts. There's nothing to worry about."

Feng Mo was silent for a moment before getting up from his seat. "I'll look for air outside."

"Ms."

Feng Mo walked out of the tent.

The outpost at night is no different than during the day. Everyone was alert and a feeling of tension filled the air. Moreover, lately the backlash of the savage beasts was intensifying.

Feng Mo walked around the post. If he counted correctly, it would actually take Dragon grass not half a year to mature. But Feng Mo sensed something else, so he prepared early if there was an unexpected situation.

This feeling is something bigger is coming soon. The opportunity that Feng Mo had been waiting for ten years.

Previously Feng Mo had thought that the opportunity had something to do with the Tianji Pavilion, but since the last time Feng Mo left Dalu city, Feng Mo had never felt that urgent feeling again.

Especially now that everyone was focusing on the Dragon grass.

Feng Mo actually wanted to investigate the danger level first secretly before telling Kong LI. However, every opportunity is always overshadowed with a very big risk of even possibly bringing death.

It was not easy to get close to the Dragon grass in the territory of a savage beast, especially with the presence of other cultivators stirring this muddy water.

"You guys have been following me since the beginning, why don't you come out immediately?"

Two people emerged from the shadows. None other than Wei Xiyan and Meng You. Wei Xiyan's expression was a little complicated.

"Taoist Li."

Feng Mo looked at the two indifferently. "Tell me your goal, I don't have time to deal with you guys."

"Let's talk somewhere else?"

"Tell me here."

"It's a little secret, it's about the Tianji Pavilion."

Seeing Wei Xiyan's face that did look tangled, Feng Mo slightly relented. "Go outside."

The three went looking for a quiet place in the wild.

"Say it quickly."

"We need you, Leader."

"Don't tell that joke again."

"No! Please listen to my story."

Feng Mo was not committed.

Wei Xiyan took a deep breath. "Since the founding of Tianji Pavilion, we have only had one leader. When the old leader died, he left a will. Anyone capable of lighting this black stone would become the new owner of Tianji Pavilion and would become the only leader in the future."

Feng Mo raised next to his brows. "That's all?"

Wei Xiyan shook her head, looking at Feng Mo with determined eyes. "His destiny is not tied to the Heavenly Road, his future is empty and void. But one day he will be able to transcend the Heaven's Path and restore the peace of the world."

"That's just an ordinary rock, what makes you think it's such a special thing?"

"No, you're wrong. The black stone was an object of the eternal realm. The founder of the Tianji Pavilion was the one who descended from the immortal realm before the collapse of the ascension path."

Feng Mo was surprised. The path of ascension has collapsed?

Feng Mo had actually long felt that this world was a little unbalanced. Many places are rich in spiritual energy and there are places that also do not have the slightest spiritual energy. The uneven spiritual energy throughout the continent made it difficult for many cultivators to find a suitable place to cultivate.

Then the spiritual energy is depleted from year to year.

The comparison of inheritances was also very different in the memories of the blood inheritance Feng Mo had. A long time ago, inheritance was not called inheritance, only a skill so much that not even many people cared. They're everywhere. Unlike now, the cultivation legacy only belonged to the big sects and top families.

"Since then, we've been spreading the net everywhere. Trying to find someone who has such characteristics. Because we can never find, we only start from the talented children we can find. We made a peek formation to investigate their lives. But even until now we couldn't find anyone. A hundred thousand years have passed, we were almost desperate before finding your whereabouts."

Feng Mo sneered, "So you guys just want to trick my blood into doing this kind of thing? Then you're just putting the blame on the dead."

"No! I admit we were wrong about you, but time waits for no one. Those old men don't have much time, and our generation doesn't have much talent. If what we did was interrupted this time, perhaps even the Tianji Pavilion would no longer exist in the future."

Feng Mo's eyes became even colder. "So what? Your life and death have nothing to do with me. What you did has no effect on my life."

Wei Xiyan's face was pale. "Are you still angry? I'll let them apologize to you."

"Anged?" Feng Mo's eyes calmed down again. "You're just strangers to me, I don't have to waste my time on people like you." Feng Mo flicked his robe and was about to leave.

"Mo Li, give us a chance! Tianji Pavilion couldn't last long, Mo Li!"

Feng Mo was still indifferent.

Feng Mo's steps stopped.

"We have discovered Jing Shubai's whereabouts." Wei Xiyan shouted from behind, "Do you not want to know of their whereabouts?"

Feng Mo glanced back.

The incident happened so quickly, Feng Mo disappeared from where he was standing. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Wei Xiyan.

Meng You's eyes shrank, when she was about to stop Feng Mo's attack, she was blown away by a mysterious force.

"Young master!" Meng You could not get up from the ground. The mysterious power was still firmly stressing him down.

Booms!

Wei Xiyan was thrown into a tree after Feng Mo slapped his chest, not only was the tree behind him instantly knocked down due to the impact of the attack.

Not stopping there, Feng Mo launched another attack. Wei Xiyan was unwilling to be passive and fight back.

But the difference in their strength was seen very clearly. Even if they had the same level of cultivation, Wei Xiyan did not possess much talent in battle. After a few blows, Wei Xiyan had lost.

Wei Xiyan spewed out a mouthful of blood. He grimaced in pain, his insider had shifted. Feng Mo was not merciful at all.

"Young master!"

Feng Mo gripped Wei Xiyan's neck and pressed her against a tree. "Are you threatening me?"

Wei Xiyan sneered. "Yes. Don't you care about them so much? They are now still under the supervision of the Baiyun sect, I don't know if they are still alive a—akh!"

Feng Mo pressed Wei Xiyan's neck firmly.

"Uhk!"

"Young master! Daoist Li! Please put your hands down!"

"Huh, some people think that they're smarter. How about that? Even if they die, I don't care. My time is worth cultivating rather than thinking about them."

Wei Xiyan looked at Feng Mo's eyes confidently, unconcerned by Feng Mo's grip on his neck. "Ti—no, you pe—duli on mere—ka."

Feng Mo squinted his eyes. He had only used his special soul to suppress Meng You, and Wei Xiyan was the real power of his. So if he were to kill Wei Xiyan right now, the Heaven's Path would definitely not stand in his way.

The two eyes looked at each other.

A killing intent flashed in Feng Mo's eyes.

Wei Xiyan was not afraid, even if the grip on her neck grew stronger.

Meng You's heart was pounding. His eyes shrank in despair.

Wei Xiyan's heart almost stopped beating when Feng Mo finally threw it recklessly.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!"

"Don't ever think I'll forgive you." After saying that, Feng Mo left firmly.

"Young master!" The mysterious power disappeared, Meng You immediately approached Wei Xiyan.

Meng You helped Wei Xiyan stabilize her breathing. "Young master, don't risk your life so easily!"

"Uhuk! It's worth it." Wei Xiyan touched the trace of the giggle on her neck with a hint of melancholy.

"You!" Meng You could not get angry even if she wanted to get angry, she could only lift Wei Xiyan's body and rush back to the tent.

Feng Mo leaned against the wall in annoyance. He stood there for one night to calm himself down. Not daring to show his bad mood to Kong Li.

Only after the sun rose did Feng Mo intend to return to the tent.

But in the middle of the road Feng Mo suddenly saw two very familiar people. The sound of coughing was still between the two of them.

"Ru'er, sleep a little longer. You didn't sleep well last night."

"Let's go, cough... It's still common, cough... Not bothering."

Han Yilin could not stretch out her shriveled forehead. A worried expression was always on his face.

Li Wenru actually pushed Han Yilin out of the tent.

"Let's go."

"Ru'er, when I return my cultivation to its prime, I will take you to the outside world to look for another Alchemist."

Feng Mo folded both his hands on his chest, slightly hiding so as not to be found by the two of them.

"okay-okay. Coughing... I've heard you cough... Saying that over and over again. Coughing... ."

"Rest me, I'll be back before night." Han Yilin left after waving a hand.

After confirming that Han Yilin had actually left, Li Wenru reentered the tent. Then the cough that he had been holding could not hold anymore. He coughed violently, as if he could spit his throat out.

Fortunately, the tent was made to be soundproof, so Li Wenru's cough did not bother the other cultivators. But to Feng Mo, he could still listen to Li Wenru's cough very clearly.

Li Wenru took the magic pill from the storage bin and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Free."

A voice suddenly echoed within the tent, making Li Wenru shocked to the point of dropping the jade bottle in her hand.

"Who is that?!"