Dream King

Chapter 59

Under the furious glares of the two men, Mo Mo smiled and sat down in the remaining empty seat. She greeted Gao Jianli and the others very naturally, then skillfully poured herself a cup of tea and picked up her chopsticks.

"It's been a long time, everyone. It's been more than half a month since we parted ways at the Mo Family Mechanized City. We really are destined to meet again under these circumstances. Come, let's drink to our reunion." With that, Mo Mo poured himself a glass of wine and held it up with both hands.

"Who said we're destined to meet again? I'd love to cut you to pieces with my sword just for our reunion." Dao Zhi was outspoken and said what was on his mind.

"Xiao Zhi, please forgive me, Mr. Mo. I have always liked Miss Rong, but she was suddenly taken away by you. I am inevitably a little unhappy. Please forgive me, sir." Gao Jianli suppressed his anger and tried to defend Dao Zhi, but his words also contained a hint of dissatisfaction. In fact, he agreed with Dao Zhi's words in his heart. He even hated Mo Mo more than Dao Zhi, because it could be said that he had personally pushed Xue Nu into Mo Mo's pit of fire.

"How could that be? I know you like Rong'er, but feelings are a matter between two people. Rong'er likes me, and there's nothing I can do about it. Of course, Xue'er is the same. We are all in love. Fortunately, the Grand Master and Brother Gao made us happy. Brother Jianli, I'll toast you." After saying that, he drank the wine in his hand in one gulp.

He then added, "I wonder where the Grand Master is? I still need to thank him in person for helping me and Xue Nu get together." Mo Mo's words were like knives, wounding Gao Jianli and Dao Zhi deeply.

"The Grand Master's whereabouts are elusive, and we don't know where he is. If we have any news, we will definitely inform the students." Gao Jianli's hands clenched under the table, making a cracking sound. He then took another deep breath, otherwise he was afraid he really wouldn't be able to resist drawing his sword.

The Grand Master of Fate at the door looked at Mo Mo, who was chatting happily with Gao Jianli and the others, with great doubt. However, this did not affect her determination to capture Gao Jianli and the others. After all, in her eyes, Mo Mo was just a scholar who couldn't even kill a chicken.

It's no wonder that Da Siming thought so, because at this moment, Mo Mo was wearing a moon-white robe similar to that of a Confucian scholar, and after concealing his aura, he looked like an ordinary person. At first glance, he appeared to be a thin scholar.

Just then, a whistle came from outside the window, and Gao Jianli and the others quickly jumped out of the window and left, with the Grand Marshal and the Junior Master of Fate following closely behind.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 129 Tracking

Upon hearing the whistle, Gao Jianli and his group quickly jumped out of the window and left, with Da Siming and the others following closely behind. However, as Da Siming left, she cast a Yin-Yang spell at Mo Mo without looking back, presumably with the thought of "better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free."

When Shao Siming saw Da Siming unleash the Yin-Yang spell, she hesitated for a moment, but ultimately said nothing. After all, in her opinion, it would be unwise to have a falling out with Da Siming over an ordinary person at such a critical moment.

In the eyes of the Great Master of Fate, Mo Mo, as an ordinary person, was bound to die after being struck by her Yin-Yang Curse Seal. As a dead man, he naturally did not even have the right to be looked at by her.

However, if they had lingered to take a closer look, they would have discovered that Mo Mo, whom they believed was doomed, was toying with this red mist—the very Yin-Yang Curse Seal cast by the Great Commander. At this moment, the Yin-Yang Curse Seal, which should have been a deadly hook, seemed like a docile little red snake slowly wriggling between Mo Mo's fingers.

Sensing the Yin-Yang Incantation Seal in his hand, Mo Mo couldn't help but sigh, "Is this the Yin-Yang Incantation Seal? It uses the two energies of Yin and Yang to form a talisman, which enters the human body and merges with the Yin and Yang energies of the body, thereby disrupting the Yin-Yang balance of the human body. The person who created this incantation seal is truly a genius. Even if he were placed in some fantasy world, he would be destined to become a giant of his generation."

Mo Mo clenched his fist, and the red mist surrounding his hand dissipated instantly. Then, looking in the direction where Da Siming and the others had left, he chuckled softly and said, "Da Siming, you actually treated me like an ordinary person to be killed at will. You didn't even know my identity before you ruthlessly attacked me. I could let it go in the past, but well, I haven't even come looking for you yet, and you've already willingly fallen into my hands. Don't blame me for being impolite."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Mo's figure slowly disappeared from the inn. On the table where he had just sat, a piece of silver was left behind. The people in the inn were not surprised at all by Mo Mo's slow disappearance, as if it were a matter of course.

The next moment, Mo Mo appeared in the woods outside the city. As soon as the spectrum appeared, he felt a chill. The surrounding flowers and plants had been frozen into ice sculptures, and their vitality had been completely extinguished by the cold sword intent within.

"No wonder he remained so calm even when trapped in the inn. He was well-prepared. No wonder he chose such a place near the city outskirts for the rendezvous." Mo Mo sighed as he looked at Da Siming and Shao Siming, who were being held back by Gao Jianli and a mechanical white tiger.

It must be said that the location chosen by the Mo family was indeed excellent. First of all, it was a clearing in the forest not far from Sanghai City. The patrol teams from Sanghai would rarely patrol such a distant place. Moreover, the trees here were dense, making it difficult to be discovered. Even if they were discovered, they could retreat calmly before the patrol teams arrived.

Secondly, this open space is quite large, and further ahead is a rocky beach, which is extremely difficult for people with low martial arts skills to pass through. However, the mechanism can easily pass through with its excellent jumping ability, and it will not affect its combat power. Moreover, the current White Tiger who controls the mechanism is also a master of it. With the cooperation of Gao Jianli, it can even fight on par with the Yin Yang School's Big and Small Masters of Fate.

"The wind howls, the Yi River is cold."

As Gao Jianli spoke, the temperature in the air dropped again, and the ground quickly froze, spreading rapidly and freezing the entire forest clearing in the blink of an eye. With a single move, Yi Shui Han, Shao Siming's strength was crippled by more than half. Normally, Shao Siming's combat power should have increased significantly in areas with plants, but she was rendered half-crippled by Yi Shui Han.

Moreover, due to the freezing ground, the two's movements were somewhat distorted, while the mechanical beast and Gao Jianli were completely unaffected. With one gaining and the other losing, the two masters of fate were directly at a disadvantage. However, Gao Jianli was not having an easy time either, after all, freezing such a large area required an astonishing amount of internal energy, and he could not hold on for long.

The two masters of fate were well aware of this, so even though they were clearly at a disadvantage, they persisted. They knew that as long as they persevered, they would win, and once Gao Jianli's inner strength was exhausted, he would become a lamb to the slaughter in their hands.

Feeling his internal energy rapidly depleting, Gao Jianli and Xu Huang quickly retreated with a single move, then shattered all the ice. In an instant, the forest was filled with mist, and even with the eyesight of Da Siming and the others, they could not see more than five meters away.

For a moment, Da Siming and Shao Siming were wary and on high alert, not daring to move around. Moreover, when Gao Jianli left, he also unleashed a cold sword aura at Da Siming and Shao Siming, making them even more hesitant to make any rash moves.

A few seconds later, the fog dissipated, and Gao Jianli and the mechanical white tiger had already disappeared. Da Siming knew that she had been tricked by Gao Jianli and said angrily, "A petty trick. They have exhausted their true energy and can't run far. Let's continue the chase."

Shao Siming didn't speak, but silently made a hand seal. As Shao Siming made the hand seal, green leaves flew from the forest and fluttered around her. The veil that was faintly visible on her face added to her mysterious aura. Her otherworldly temperament and exquisite beauty, combined with the fluttering leaves, made her seem like a forest elf.

A few seconds later, Shao Siming pointed in the direction Gao Jianli and the others had left. Da Siming smiled slightly upon seeing this, "They actually dared to escape into the forest; they really are courting death."

As the two figures, Da Siming and Xiao Siming, gradually disappeared into the distance, a figure quietly emerged from the forest. It was Mo Mo, who had arrived earlier and had watched the spectacle.

Watching the departing group, Mo Mo secretly assessed their combat strength and found that they were generally a level above those in the original work. At least, Gao Jianli's Yi Shui Han in the original series did not have such great power. It could freeze an area of nearly fifty meters in radius, and all plants within the ice range were annihilated. Even though Da Siming and Shao Siming were somewhat restrained and did not go all out, they were only slightly at a disadvantage. This was even with Shao Siming's combat strength halved.

Mo Mo stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "It seems that this world has begun to notice the changes in the plot and has already made adjustments. If I directly take away all the characters in the plot, kill them, and then take all the treasures, completely destroying the plot, will an old monster suddenly appear? Like Confucius or something?"

After thinking about the Fusang tree still on the mirage, Mo Mo said with certainty, "It's really possible."

In the end, Mo Mo dismissed this crazy idea. He didn't want a bunch of saints to suddenly appear. If that happened, he would have no choice but to run away. After all, those were true saints, immortal beings. They were invincible in this world. Mo Mo couldn't do the feat of taking on an entire world single-handedly.

Just then, an extremely powerful divine sense broke through the boundary and swept through the entire Qin's Moon world inside and out. It lingered on Mo Mo for several seconds before leaving. As it left, a tree next to Mo Mo silently vanished into nothingness, and then a small golden tree appeared out of thin air in the original spot of that tree.

Mo Mo: "..." This is a warning to me not to do anything reckless. But I like this warning. I hope he comes ten or twenty times a day. But it would be best if the gifts he leaves after each warning were all different.

Mo Mo casually picked up the golden hibiscus tree, which was only as tall as a person, and after examining it carefully, he discovered that it was actually a complete hibiscus tree. However, it was a bit of a pity that it was only a sapling. It would probably take at least tens of thousands of years for it to grow into a towering tree and exert its true power.

Looking at the hibiscus tree in his palm, which had been shrunk to only a finger's height, Mo Mo couldn't help but mutter, "What a stingy person. Since he can casually break off a real hibiscus tree branch, he should at least give a sapling as an apology. If it's not going to be ten thousand feet tall, it should be at least a thousand feet tall. And he calls himself a saint? So stingy."

In fact, Mo Mo was mistaken. Confucius and his disciples didn't have many Fusang trees. Apart from the mother tree, the tallest of the others was only ten thousand feet tall, and the others were at most a thousand feet tall. Moreover, with so many disciples under their tutelage, they didn't even have enough to go around. Giving him a sapling was already considered quite generous.

Meanwhile, in a world even larger than the Qin's Moon world, an old man with white hair and beard, leaning on a cane, rolled his eyes in anger. "How dare he call me stingy! A thousand feet tall? Why doesn't he just rob me? If I could get in, I would definitely teach him a lesson."

"Old Meng, don't be angry. Getting angry is bad for your health. You're already so old. Do you really need to get angry with a little kid?" Another elderly man with an equally imposing aura calmly advised the old man beside him.

Just then, Mo Mo muttered to himself, "Forget it, I'm a magnanimous person, I won't bother with these old guys. I suppose these sages who are so pure and detached from worldly desires probably don't have anything good to offer."

Upon hearing Mo Mo's words, the old man, who had been calm, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye. He said indifferently, "I take back what I just said."

Then, the magical illusion they used to observe Mo Mo suddenly went black, like a computer screen going black. "It seems that it interfered, probably because it didn't want us to interfere too much with the operation of that world."

"Hmph, don't let me catch you in the act, or I'll make sure that kid knows how generous I am." Old Meng said through gritted teeth, then burst into laughter. "I never thought that after all this time, I'd still run into such a fun little guy."

Mo Mo was unaware that he had been targeted by the stingy old man he had been talking about. He was quietly following behind Da Si Ming and the others. After following them for a while, Mo Mo realized that Da Si Ming and the others seemed to have lost them and were now circling around in the forest.

Finally, Shao Siming noticed the situation and stopped, telling Da Siming that they had lost track of them. Da Siming listened with some regret and said, "I didn't expect the Mo family to have some tricks up their sleeves. Let's go, the matter of the Mirage Tower is more important now."

After walking for more than ten minutes, Da Siming and the others realized they were lost. No matter which way they went, they would always circle back to a big tree. When they returned to that tree for the third time, they had to stop. Just then, Mo Mo quietly appeared on the side of the tree opposite Da Siming and the others, leaning against the tree.

Both of them were highly perceptive, and they spotted Mo Mo less than three seconds after he appeared, then stared at him warily.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 130 Ascending the Mirage

"Playing tricks." Upon seeing Mo Mo, the High Priestess didn't say a word and immediately struck Mo Mo's chest with her palm, because she realized that this was clearly the person they had seen at the inn.

However, Da Siming was stunned after unleashing her palm strike, because Mo Mo had caught her palm, which she was determined to land. He was holding her delicate, white, and smooth hand and playing with it, marveling at it as he did so, saying, "Isn't it said that your hands will turn red after practicing the Yin-Yang Combination Hand Seal? How come your hands are still so smooth and white?"

"Oh? Is that so? Then how about this hand of mine?" The High Priestess smiled in surprise and gently extended her other hand to Mo Mo. Just as Mo Mo reached out to take it with a look of delight, the High Priestess suddenly exerted her strength and swiftly struck Mo Mo's chest with her palm.

Feeling the warmth emanating from her palm, Da Siming knew she had hit Mo Mo this time. She smiled slightly and said, "Men, indeed, are all blinded by lust." Then she tried to pull her hand away, but she found that Mo Mo's hand was still firmly holding her small hand, making it impossible for her to break free for a moment.

"As expected, he's no good. Even though he's dead, he's still holding onto my hand tightly and staring at me intently. But you're right, my hand was indeed red before, but recently my skills improved, so it turned into what it is now," the High Priest said with disgust.

As soon as she finished speaking, the High Priestess noticed something was wrong. Mo Mo's eyes, which should have been wide open in death, blinked, and she could feel the warm breath emanating from the large hand gripping hers, a warmth that could not be emitted by a dead person.

"How is this possible? You're still alive! Then try this." The High Priestess roared, then raised her palm into a blade and slashed at Mo Mo's neck. A thin red light condensed on her slender, jade-like hand, and no one dared to deny its sharpness. It was believed that it could even cut through a large rock.

The next second, Da Siming's palm strike landed on Mo Mo's neck. However, the scene of a head falling to the ground and blood shooting into the sky, as imagined, did not occur. When Da Siming's red-glowing hand landed on Mo Mo's neck, it was as if Da Siming was about to touch Mo Mo's face, like a sweet little gesture between lovers.

For a moment, the scene seemed to freeze, as if a pause button had been pressed. After two or three seconds, Shao Siming couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is it resolved?"

The High Priest swallowed hard and replied with a puzzled look, "It should be resolved by now."

The Grand Master of Fate was truly terrified of Mo Mo. First, the Yin-Yang Curse Seal was ineffective, and then her palm strike was ineffective. If this palm strike also failed, she would really start to doubt whether Mo Mo was a human or a ghost. After all, even Donghuang Taiyi of their Yin-Yang School wouldn't dare to take those two moves head-on. Donghuang Taiyi could be considered one of the top experts in the world, and even if he wasn't the number one in the world, he was close.

Just then, Mo Mo's voice, which was like a nightmare to Da Siming, came again, "So you like me too? You should have said so earlier! I'm very fond of you."

After a dizzying moment, Da Siming found herself nestled in Mo Mo's arms like a kitten, with Mo Mo gazing at her tenderly. The two were getting closer and closer, and by the time she realized it, their lips were almost touching.

As Mo Mo drew closer, Da Siming quickly channeled all her inner strength, trying to break free from his embrace. Unfortunately, it was all in vain. Compared to the cultivation level Mo Mo had seized, her meager internal strength was nothing more than an ant trying to shake a tree. So, she could only watch helplessly as Mo Mo slowly approached and then kissed her lips.

Meanwhile, Shao Siming was stunned, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at Da Siming, who had been forcibly kissed by Mo Mo. It wasn't until Da Siming was panting and her face was flushed from the kiss that she came to her senses. She then gathered a clump of leaves, formed them into a blade, and attacked Mo Mo.

Just as Shao Siming's flying leaf was about to hit Mo Mo, Mo Mo suddenly disappeared and then appeared beside Shao Siming. Before Shao Siming could react, Mo Mo reached out and hugged her, and then silently removed her veil just as she was about to explode.

Finally, under the ashamed and indignant gazes of the two, Mo Mo slowly put away Shao Siming's veil, then with his hands behind his back, he quickly left the woods with a series of swift movements.

At this moment, Da Siming realized that Mo Mo, whom she had always thought had no cultivation, was actually a real prehistoric tyrant with unfathomable martial arts skills, even stronger than Donghuang Taiyi. How ridiculous that she had always thought that everything was under her control. Fortunately, the other party did not intend to take their lives, but just played with them and took advantage of them.

Shao Siming looked in the direction Mo Mo left, then tilted her head and looked at Da Siming with a questioning gaze.

The Grand Master of Fate and the Junior Master of Fate often carried out missions together and had long been in sync. The Grand Master of Fate instantly understood the Junior Master of Fate's meaning and said, "I don't know his identity either. Judging from his behavior and clothing, he doesn't seem like an old monster who has not appeared in the world for many years. Among people of our age, apart from Xiaomeng of the Heavenly Sect, I can't think of anyone else with such strength. Moreover, even if it were Xiaomeng of the Heavenly Sect, I would be confident of defeating her. But in his hands, I have no thought of resisting at all."

Suddenly, the Grand Master of Fate and the Junior Master of Fate exchanged a glance, both seeing the determination and a hint of shock in each other's eyes, and said in unison, "Great Qin Immortal Master, Mo Mo."

"Hatch"

Walking back to Haiyue Xiaozhu, Mo Mo rubbed his nose and murmured, "Who is thinking of me?"

When Mo Mo returned to Haiyue Xiaozhu, it was already four or five in the afternoon. After asking about Shi Lan's situation and whether anyone had come to see him, Mo Mo went back to his room.

After returning to his room, Mo Mo took out a foxtail grass that he had dug up on a whim on the way back, and solemnly planted it in a small jade pot. Then he placed it prominently in the middle of the table in the room, and then carefully watered it. He had a great use for this thing.

After planting the foxtail grass, Mo Mo meditated and circulated his energy for a full cycle. He carefully sensed the condition within his body and found that it was not bad and was developing in a positive direction. However, it was a pity that he had already absorbed all the World Beads. He was considering whether to absorb the Merit Beads as well, because his original plan was to use them to repair his cauldron, which was no longer recognizable. However, he was now a little hesitant.

In the end, Mo Mo still absorbed the merit bead formed from a massive amount of Heavenly Dao merit into his body, allowing the self-operating cultivation technique within his body to slowly refine and absorb it. After all, if his cultivation level didn't recover, the recovery of his weapon wouldn't be of much use, and would instead prevent him from activating it.

Just then, Shi Lan, dressed in women's clothing, entered Mo Mo's divine sense range. Mo Mo's divine sense only covered a radius of a dozen meters around his room. After all, in this world, his strength was invincible, except for those old monsters. However, those old monsters could not enter this world, so Mo Mo had no need to casually release his divine sense to cover an area.

When Mo Mo finished practicing, Shi Lan had already arrived at Mo Mo's door. Just as Shi Lan hesitated whether to knock, the door quietly opened for her.

Shi Lan realized that Mo Mo had discovered her. She gritted her teeth and walked into Mo Mo's room with firm steps.

After gesturing for Shi Lan to sit down, Mo Mo said, "So you've thought this through?"

Shi Lan looked at Mo Mo's handsome face and said, "I've thought it through, but can I change the terms? After it's done, can I just be your concubine, instead of a maidservant?"

Mo Mo nodded, signaling her to continue. Because in Mo Mo's eyes, there was no distinction between concubines and maids. Everyone's status was the same: they were his women. Although he couldn't say that he loved everyone the same or treated everyone the same, he could guarantee that they wouldn't be wronged and would try his best to meet their needs.

Seeing that Mo Mo agreed to her request, Shi Lan visibly breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued, "First of all, you have to guarantee my brother's safety. You must rescue my brother safely."

"Of course. If I cannot rescue your brother safely, I can unconditionally help your Shushan sect take revenge."

Upon hearing Mo Mo's words, Shi Lan's gaze towards him softened slightly, though not by much. Her tone also became gentler as she said, "I know the Yin Yang School is backed by the Great Qin, so it won't be easy to overthrow them. Therefore, I've thought about it. If you can make the head of the Yin Yang School and several key figures disappear from the world, or cause the Yin Yang School to disintegrate, you will have helped our Shu Mountain achieve revenge. In return, I will marry you as a concubine." As she spoke, Shi Lan's face flushed slightly.

"That's it?" Mo Mo asked, somewhat puzzled.

“That’s it. This is already my biggest concession. It can’t get any simpler,” Shi Lan replied firmly.

"Alright, it's getting late. After dinner, go back and prepare. Tomorrow, you'll accompany me to the Mirage Tower as my maid." Mo Mo then summoned the maid and instructed the kitchen to prepare dinner.

After dinner, Mo Mo noticed that Shi Lan remained seated at the table, showing no intention of returning to her room. He asked in confusion, "Aren't you going back to your room to prepare for tomorrow?"

Shi Lan blushed slightly and glared at Mo Mo, saying, "I'm a female maid now, and they haven't arranged a room for me."

Mo Mo then remembered that in ancient times, personal maids did indeed sleep in the same room as their masters, but in separate rooms. He scratched his head awkwardly.