During his travels, Mo Mo had already read three of the five volumes of the Heavenly Book of the Immortal Execution World: the general outline in the Dripping Blood Cave, the volume carved on the stone wall in the Ghost King Sect, and the wordless jade disc in the Heavenly Sound Temple. As for the remaining two volumes, one was in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, but the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury had never been revealed, and Mo Mo had not made a special effort to find it, so he had not seen it. The other volume was about the Immortal Execution Sword, which was the supreme treasure of the Qingyun Sect. Mo Mo had never been to the Qingyun Sect, so he had not seen it either.
In recent years, Mo Mo and Kaguya Otsutsuki have traveled extensively, without concealing their whereabouts or appearances. Eventually, someone spread the word that their names were known as the "Two Immortals of Freedom." This was because Mo Mo and Kaguya Otsutsuki were practically inseparable. Although they possessed extraordinary strength, they never caused trouble, preferring to travel. However, if you accidentally offended them, you would be fine if you had no bad deeds, but if you did, you would likely suffer a terrible fate, possibly even implicating your own power. However, Mo Mo and Kaguya were always very measured in their actions, killing only those who deserved it. Those who hadn't committed any major offenses were merely punished, which is why they were given the title of "immortals."
When Mo Mo first heard this title, he felt a bit amused and exasperated. He was simply wandering around, enjoying the scenery and killing time while also searching for rare herbs and delicacies. Most of those he'd killed were simply lusting after Kaguya Ootaki's beauty, and had stopped Mo Mo and his companions. They'd only bothered to eliminate these eyesores. He never expected that after traveling the world, he'd suddenly acquired a seemingly impressive title. Of course, Mo Mo didn't know that they were also labeled "unapproachable." After all, who knew what their standards for judging good and evil were? No one could guarantee they'd pass their judgment. If they passed, great; but what if they failed? They only had one life!
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Chapter 282 Are there still immortals in this world?
White clouds drifted lazily by as Mo Mo and Kaguya Otsutsuki stood leisurely atop the clouds. Looking down at the small village below, which was a bit older than before but still peaceful and serene, and at the few boys playing around, Mo Mo felt a pang of emotion. Time had flown by, and seven years had passed in the blink of an eye. The little kid who used to play in the mud at the door had now grown into a young man. Although still somewhat immature, he already showed signs of becoming an adult.
"Time flows like water, fleeting by. Perhaps for cultivators, time is the least valuable thing. But that's understandable, since once one's cultivation reaches a certain level, one can possess a long life, even living as long as heaven and earth, so time naturally becomes worthless." In fact, there's a saying that perfectly explains this phenomenon: "Come on, let's have some fun! Anyway, we have plenty of time."
Mo Mo and Kaguya Otsutsuki stood atop the clouds, their gazes casually sweeping over the small village. Apart from the villagers, there were no other outsiders. Puzhi hadn't arrived yet, but judging from Zhang Xiaofan's age, Puzhi should be arriving soon. So Mo Mo gathered all the clouds within a hundred miles around, condensed and refined them, and then simply crafted them into a two-bedroom, one-living-room cloud house.
However, since Mo Mo only intended it as a temporary residence, he didn't refine it too elaborately. Therefore, its shape was still an ordinary cloud, and the inside of the cloud was also very simple, consisting of three empty rooms without any furniture. However, there was no need for furniture. If you wanted to sleep, you could just lie down. The house, made from clouds, was soft and fluffy, even softer than a down comforter, making it very comfortable to lie on. If you wanted a table or something, you could just roll one up yourself. The house had no fixed shape; it was like clay, which could be molded however you wanted.
After refining his temporary residence, Mo Mo built a small platform next to the window, then took out some immortal fruits and delicacies and his own brewed immortal wine and placed them on it. Now that he had the venue, delicious food and wine, he was just waiting for the show to begin.
For some reason, Kaguya Otsutsuki felt a strong sense of déjà vu as she looked at Mo Mo, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. However, she wasn't one to dwell on things, so if she couldn't figure it out, she might as well not think about it. Why bother with all that? So she decisively sat down opposite Mo Mo and looked out the window at the small mountain village nestled in the valleys of the mountains below.
Mo Mo didn't know the exact time when Puzhi would arrive at Caomiao Village, so he could only wait there. Anyway, he had nothing else to do. He waited for seven or eight days. On the night of the eighth day, Puzhi finally arrived outside Caomiao Village. He came from the direction of Qingyun Mountain and must have just come down from it. The reason was simple: he wanted to use the cultivation techniques of Qingyun Sect to pass a test. Of course, in return, Qingyun Sect could also view the cultivation techniques of Tianyin Temple. He did this simply to merge the cultivation techniques of the two sects and bring the path to immortality back to the world.
However, judging from his current situation, he has obviously failed. The Qingyun Sect rejected his proposal. The reason he is here now is probably because of the Bloodthirsty Bead in his hand. Judging from his somewhat withered hand, it is likely that some of his essence blood was absorbed by the Bloodthirsty Bead.
Puzhi carefully observed the area outside Caomiao Village for a while, and only after confirming there was no danger did he hurriedly enter the village. It was already late at night, and he probably didn't want to disturb the villagers too much, so he went straight to the Caomiao Temple in the village.
As a monk, and a highly respected monk of Tianyin Temple, Puzhi had little interest in material things. He simply swept the thatched temple and sat down cross-legged. The Bloodlust Beads on his body started to act up again.
As Puzhi moved, the Bloodthirsty Bead emitted bursts of bloody light. After the bloody light appeared, he quickly cast spells on the Bloodthirsty Bead, suppressing the bloody light. Finally, the bloody light disappeared completely, and the Bloodthirsty Bead turned back into a red sphere the size of an egg, which Puzhi put away. His already somewhat withered hand became even more withered. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before his hand was no different from dry, rotten wood.
On the third day after Puzhi arrived, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu caused a ruckus all the way to the somewhat dilapidated thatched temple. At that moment, Puzhi was busy reinforcing the seal of the Bloodthirsty Bead and had no time to pay attention to them. Then, Lin Jingyu was affected by the demonic energy emanating from the Bloodthirsty Bead and lost his mind. He tightly grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's neck. Moreover, due to the influence of the demonic energy, Lin Jingyu's strength was astonishing. Even though Zhang Xiaofan's physique had been improved for many years by the power left by Mo Mo, he could not break free for a while. Soon, his face turned red, and after struggling for a while, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes rolled back. It was clear that he was about to give up.
At this moment, Puzhi finally sealed the Bloodthirsty Bead completely. After putting the Bloodthirsty Bead away, he quickly separated Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, and Lin Jingyu regained his senses.
After breaking free from Lin Jingyu's control, Zhang Xiaofan lay on the haystack, panting heavily and coughing occasionally. It took him about ten seconds to recover. During this time, Lin Jingyu apologized to him repeatedly with a look of fear on his face, saying that he didn't mean it and didn't know what had happened.
The two were indeed good friends who had grown up together. Although Lin Jingyu had almost strangled him to death, Zhang Xiaofan did not blame him at all. Instead, he pulled him back two steps away from Puzhi. Only then did they finally take a good look at Puzhi next to them.
Although Puzhi was from Tianyin Temple, he wasn't bald; instead, he had flowing long hair, and his attire was no different from other cultivators. Coupled with his masculine beard, he looked every bit the handsome middle-aged man. Judging by his appearance alone, he didn't seem like a monk at all. What surprised Zhang Xiaofan most was his withered, grotesque hand, clearly injured.
“He’s not from our village.” Lin Jingyu also sized up Puzhi. When he saw Puzhi’s face clearly, he quickly realized that Puzhi was not from the village, so he grabbed Zhang Xiaofan and ran away.
After returning home, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't stop thinking about Puzhi's injured hand. So he found some medicine at home and headed to the grass temple with it that night. However, he had only been out of his house for a short while when he saw the unconscious Lin Jingyu being carried away by a masked man in black.
Zhang Xiaofan followed along and found Jingyu placed in front of the temple, with the Taoist priest from earlier in the day also present. The priest examined Lin Jingyu and told Zhang Xiaofan that Jingyu had been poisoned, and immediately began to treat her wounds.
Just then, the man in black appeared outside the door. It turned out that he had drugged Lin Jingyu to force him to expel the poison from Lin Jingyu and take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. However, Puzhi saw through his plan, but the man in black did not care. Although he could not launch a sneak attack because his plan had been exposed, Puzhi had also consumed a lot of his magic power in expelling the poison from Lin Jingyu. In addition, he had been injured when he snatched the Bloodthirsty Pearl, and his strength was already far from what it used to be. So the man in black did not waste any more words and directly attacked Puzhi.
Just like in the original drama, Puzhi handed Jingyu, who was out of danger, to Xiaofan and told him not to act rashly. Then he caught up with the man in black who had been driven out of the grass temple, and the two immediately engaged in a fierce battle.
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Chapter 283 Immortal Appears, Young Man Finally Ascends to the Clouds
Puzhi, as expected of the leader of Tianyin Temple, possessed powerful and pure magical power, and his mastery of Tianyin Temple's techniques was unparalleled. Even though he was injured and his strength was greatly diminished, he still had the upper hand in his duel with the man in black. The two fought and retreated, and soon arrived at a cave not far from the grass temple. The cave was quite spacious, and there was a large opening at the top, through which one could see the sky.
Meanwhile, after settling Lin Jingyu in, Zhang Xiaofan followed the trail of their fight and carefully hid behind a rock above the cave to watch.
Seeing that he couldn't defeat Puzhi for a long time, the man in black, fearing that things might get complicated, stopped holding back and quickly repelled Puzhi's attack. Then, he pointed his longsword to the sky, silently chanting an incantation. Instantly, dark clouds gathered above his head, and lightning flashed. Puzhi's expression changed upon seeing this, because this was the unique sword technique of Qingyun Mountain, "Divine Sword Thunder Control True Technique." It allowed the user to control the thunder of the heavens with their longsword, possessing immense power, but also demanding a high level of skill from the user. Apart from the older generation of Qingyun Sect, even the younger generation had not yet mastered it. This meant that the man in black was actually an elder of Qingyun Sect, and judging from his strength, he was on par with the heads of the seven sects.
Puzhi's guess was correct. The black-clad man was Daoist Cangsong of the Qingyun Sect. As for the reason why he disguised himself and attacked Puzhi, it was very simple. He coveted the Bloodthirsty Bead, a magic weapon of the old demonic vampire that Puzhi had obtained by chance. Moreover, Puzhi was injured, so evil thoughts arose from his heart, and he had the idea of killing him to steal the treasure.
However, to the surprise of the two people present, the lightning struck rather slowly this time. Two or three seconds had passed, and there was still no sign of the lightning falling. It was just accumulating power. In just two or three seconds, the thunderclouds in the sky were filled with thick electric snakes. The powerful pressure made even Puzhi and Cangsong, who were facing off, feel a great deal of pressure.
"Could I have guessed wrong? This isn't the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique? It's just another move that looks similar?" Looking at the falling lightning, Puzhi began to doubt his earlier guess.
"Could it be that I made a mistake in how I circulated my magic power when I made the move? Impossible, absolutely impossible. I know this move better than the back of my hand. I couldn't possibly make such a basic mistake. But what's going on here?" Looking at the lightning that hadn't fallen yet, Cangsong began to doubt himself, but he quickly dismissed the thought. However, seeing the lightning still refusing to fall, he couldn't help but wonder if he had really made a mistake when he made the move.
Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaofan, the third person in the arena, looked at the dense lightning bolts overhead and his heart was trembling. "Oh my god, if these come down, I'll be roasted like a pig! Why did I come here? Mom, Mom, I miss you."
In fact, Puzhi was right, and Cangsong's move was also correct. The reason for this situation was actually someone else, Mo Mo, who was drinking and watching the show in his temporary cloud dwelling in the sky. The reason for this situation was simple: the sky above where Cangsong summoned lightning happened to be the location of Mo Mo's cloud dwelling.
Whether this pine tree was lucky or unlucky was unknown, but it just so happened to attract lightning right below Mo Mo's cloud house. Although Mo Mo's cloud house was made of just an ordinary cloud, it had been refined by Mo Mo, and the spiritual energy contained within it was incomparable to that of an ordinary cloud. In addition, Mo Mo had no intention of living in this cloud house for a long time, so he didn't mark it with his own mark. In other words, this thing was still an unclaimed object, and anyone could use it.
Thus, under the influence of Cangsong's Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique, the cloud rapidly changed, turning black and quickly generating massive amounts of lightning. Moreover, due to the cloud's abundant spiritual energy and its refinement, it transformed into a thundercloud under the influence of the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique—a thundercloud that could continuously release lightning once it accumulated enough power. Furthermore, because it had been refined by Mo Mo, it would not dissipate; as long as it accumulated enough energy, it would release lightning.
This is undoubtedly a lightning magic weapon that can automatically recharge. Whether used directly to strike people or to assist in casting the Divine Sword Lightning Control Technique, it is an excellent magic weapon. It can be used after only a little refining.
As for why it's unclear whether Cangsong's fortune or misfortune is unknown, it's because Momo gathered an excess of spiritual energy when refining this cloud chamber, which is now concentrated inside. This has resulted in an extremely powerful lightning strike. If Puzhi were to use the Bloodthirsty Bead to defend as in the original story, his defenses might be instantly pierced by the lightning. Unfortunately, the Divine Sword Lightning Control Technique first guides the lightning to the user's sword, and then the user uses their sword to control the lightning. So there's a serious problem: although the lightning is extremely powerful and can instantly pierce Puzhi's defenses, it's very likely that Cangsong will be half-dead or killed while drawing the lightning.
Five or six seconds later, the lightning finally struck, and the astonishing pressure that had made it almost impossible for people to breathe dissipated the moment the lightning struck. They were finally able to move freely again. As for the other person in the field, Zhang Xiaofan, the protagonist of "Zhu Xian Qing Yun", he had already fainted very easily after the lightning appeared. After all, he was just a mortal. Although he had been subtly strengthened and improved for several years by the power left by Mo Mo, he was still just an ordinary person. That tangible pressure was something he could not withstand.
The moment the lightning struck, Cangsong and Puzhi's expressions suddenly changed drastically, because they were completely unable to withstand the power contained in the lightning from the sky.
This discovery filled Puzhi with bitterness. "I never expected this person to be so powerful. It seems my wish to unravel the secret of immortality is going to be in vain. But since he is so powerful, why does he covet my Bloodthirsty Pearl? With his Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique, where in this world can't he go?"
However, what Puzhi didn't know was that the man in black opposite him was even more bitter than he was. "You really shouldn't do anything wrong! This lightning bolt is way too much, it's going to strike me dead! But if you want my life, dream on!"
The instant the lightning struck, Cangsong threw his longsword toward Puzhi, simultaneously interrupting the operation of the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique despite the backlash, and quickly retreated to a corner of the cave while enduring the backlash.
Puzhi was also a smart man. Seeing the man in black's actions, he guessed that the situation had changed. He quickly moved away from the open area of the cave and hid in a corner, and quickly activated the Bloodthirsty Bead to set up layers of defense.
However, the lightning bolt, as thick as a bucket, was too fast. Even with their amazing speed, the two were unable to hide in the corner. They had only taken a few steps back when the lightning struck the longsword thrown by Cangsong. The lightning shattered the sword upon impact, and even the fragments turned red and began to melt. The lightning, after shattering the longsword, also split into bolts as thick as an arm, illuminating the cave as if it were daytime.
But the lightning bolt didn't end there; it was just the beginning. After the first lightning bolt, bolts of lightning fell from the thunderclouds in the sky. Although they weren't as thick as the first one, each one was at least as thick as an adult's arm, and as thick as a thigh. These lightning bolts fell densely, striking the cave for a full seven or eight seconds.
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Chapter 284 Ownership, A Sudden Shock
Thunder rumbled and roared. The people of Caomiao Village weren't deaf; how could they not have noticed such a commotion? Besides, it was still early, and most of the villagers were still awake, so they all looked in the direction where the thunder had struck.
Then they witnessed the astonishing scene: bolts of lightning, as dense as raindrops, snaked down like silver snakes, striking a mountain near its foot outside the village. Each bolt sent rocks flying and blasted a large crater into the mountainside. In just a few seconds, a large section of the mountain was sheared away, leaving only a two- or three-meter-high section still standing there, emitting wisps of smoke.
"Is this... is Heaven angry? Heavenly Lord, we have never done anything immoral, we beg Heaven to forgive us!" An elderly man with a full head of white hair in the village trembled and kowtowed three times to the spot where the lightning struck, then got up with a shiver, lit incense in the incense burner at home, and prayed silently.
In another house not far from the old man's, a middle-aged man was comforting a crying child, his face full of worry. He knew a little about the situation, so he didn't think it was the wrath of the heavens. Instead, he thought it might be the battle between the high and mighty immortals, or the birth of a rare treasure. But whether it was a battle between immortals or the birth of a treasure, it was not good news for their small village. When immortals fight, mortals suffer! Their village couldn't withstand the impact of lightning like that. "What if the lightning had struck the village instead of the mountain?" Thinking of this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but shudder and dared not think any further.
"I hope I'm wrong, or that this matter is over. May our ancestors bless our village so that it may escape misfortune and be safe and sound." The middle-aged man sighed, closed the doors and windows, and a few seconds later the lights in the room were blown out, plunging the room into darkness.
Perhaps this is the tragedy of the weak. They are powerless to resist the impending disaster and can only pray silently that heaven will have mercy on them and let them get through these calamities, entrusting their future fate to that vague hope.
Although everyone has curiosity, and they were eager to see what was happening there, they also knew very well how dangerous it was and that it was not a place they could go to right now. No matter how curious they were, they had to suppress their curiosity, because their own lives were the most important thing. So, very unusually, all the candlelight in the village went out.
They don't ask what they shouldn't know, they don't watch what they shouldn't see, and they don't possess what they shouldn't have. This is their way of survival. Perhaps it's pathetic and foolish, but it's the experience that has allowed them to survive for generations. As the saying goes, the more you know, the faster you die; "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." Although they may not have heard these sayings, they understand these principles very well.
Meanwhile, inside that dilapidated cave that used to emit wisps of smoke—no, there's no cave anymore, because lightning has struck down the roof.
At this moment, the two people involved in this incident, the black-clad man Cangsong and the Tianyin Temple Puzhi, lay disheveled in the pile of rubble, their clothes tattered and their bodies billowing black smoke. Every now and then, a bolt of lightning would flash across their bodies, and with each flash, their bodies would involuntarily twitch, proving that they were still alive.
"Tsk, how tragic! To be struck like this by the lightning you attracted yourself, you're quite an extraordinary person." High above the clouds, Mo Mo looked at the black-clad men Cangsong and Puzhi lying in the pile of rubble, twitching from time to time, and clicked his tongue in amazement, completely ignoring that he was the culprit who caused this incident.
As expected of top experts in the cultivation world, their strength was indeed extraordinary. After lying in the pile of rubble for more than ten minutes, they slowly recovered. Once they regained their mobility, they immediately sat cross-legged and began to circulate their internal energy to clear the lightning power from their bodies.
In fact, their injuries were far more serious than they appeared. Although they looked only somewhat disheveled, with some areas even blackened by lightning, these were merely superficial wounds. With their cultivation levels, they were not seriously injured. The real problem was the lightning power that had invaded their bodies.
These lightning forces constantly roamed within their bodies, not only preventing their bodies from repairing themselves but also continuously damaging their internal organs. Even worse, these lightning forces would also travel and wreak havoc along their meridians. If they were not cleared away in time, their bodies would be completely destroyed. At best, their cultivation would be ruined; at worst, they would perish on the spot.
A dozen minutes later, the man in black forced out some of the lightning power within his body before Puzhi could, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood crackling with lightning. He then temporarily suppressed the lightning power within his body, alleviating his injuries. After staring at Puzhi for a second or two with a flickering gaze, Cangsong weighed the pros and cons in his mind and finally turned around and left quickly. Between the possibility of losing his life and the treasure, Cangsong ultimately chose to prioritize saving his own life.
After the masked man in black left, Puzhi opened his eyes, and the palm power that had been accumulating in his palm quietly dissipated. It turned out that he had used the power of the Bloodthirsty Pearl to force out some of the lightning power in his body even earlier than Cangsong. He knew that Cangsong coveted the Bloodthirsty Pearl in his hand and would not give it up easily, so he took the opportunity to set up this trap. As long as Cangsong dared to take advantage of his unpreparedness to ambush him, he would let Cangsong know why the flowers are so red.
After relaxing, Puzhi suddenly realized something very important. After they entered the cave, the boy from Caomiao Village named Zhang Xiaofan had also followed them in. Now the entire cave had collapsed, and even the two of them, who were highly skilled, were seriously injured. The boy was just an ordinary person…
Although Puzhi had given up hope for the boy, he still decided to go and look for him, even if all he found was his corpse, since the boy had been implicated because of him.
Although Zhang Xiaofan concealed himself when he entered, he didn't know how to hide his aura. So, in Puzhi and the others' perception, Zhang Xiaofan, who followed them into the cave, was as conspicuous as the bright moon in the night sky. Therefore, Puzhi went directly to the place where Zhang Xiaofan had been hiding.
However, when he arrived at Zhang Xiaofan's hiding place, he was stunned by what he saw. In his imagination, Zhang Xiaofan would definitely be hacked to pieces and become unrecognizable. However, the scene in front of him made him exclaim that he was not a cultivator, because Zhang Xiaofan was not only completely unharmed, but was also sleeping soundly, and seemed to be having a sweet dream, with a charming smile on his face.
At this moment, Puzhi's feelings were very complicated. They had desperately tried every means to resist the heavenly lightning, and only managed to withstand the bombardment of the heavenly lightning after paying a heavy price. However, this mortal boy was sleeping peacefully here, and was completely unharmed. Even the rocks around him were not damaged.
What kind of nonsense is this?! Even with Puzhi's years of cultivation, he almost couldn't help but swear.
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Chapter 285 Moving into Qingyun
The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the moon reappeared, its soft light shining on the earth once more. Puzhi stared wide-eyed at Zhang Xiaofan, whose figure was no longer discernible under the soft moonlight, and was speechless with astonishment.
"This, this is a real gem! This kid's body can unconsciously absorb moonlight and spiritual energy from heaven and earth to improve his physique. He can even unconsciously absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth to enhance his innate physique. What if he had a special cultivation technique to guide him? He's simply a born cultivation prodigy! If we could get him to join my Tianyin Temple, it would be a blessing for all living beings!" Puzhi's eyes were filled with fervor as he looked at Zhang Xiaofan, as if he saw a super master who would bless all living beings rising up.
“However, this kid still has parents and relatives, so it will probably be difficult to get him to join my sect. Moreover, these relatives and friends will be his biggest weakness in the future, and he is too important to the people of the world. In order to avoid any accidents…” Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Puzhi’s eyes, and his killing intent surged. What Puzhi did not notice was that a sinister light also flashed in his eyes, almost exactly the same as the blood light emitted by the Bloodthirsty Bead.
At that moment, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly shone brightly, enveloping Puzhi as well. As the light intensified, the Bloodthirsty Bead on Puzhi seemed to sense the danger, its crimson light blazing intensely. However, faced with the gentle light emanating from Zhang Xiaofan, the Bloodthirsty Bead's crimson light offered no resistance, being completely shattered in less than a second. When the crimson light was compressed to within a centimeter of the Bloodthirsty Bead, it suddenly surged before being enveloped by the gentle light emanating from Zhang Xiaofan.
The gentle light came and went quickly, appearing and disappearing in just three or four seconds. When the light faded, Zhang Xiaofan was still fast asleep, while the originally red Bloodthirsty Bead had turned into a transparent sphere the size of a swan egg, with a slightly sky-blue hue. Puzhi's eyes were closed, but he exuded a peaceful aura, which was stable and powerful.
After opening his eyes, Puzhi looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who was sleeping soundly, with complicated emotions. Everything that had happened today had really overturned Puzhi's worldview. First, the Qingyun Sect, which was the leader of the righteous path, actually had an evil person who wanted to kill him and steal his treasure. Then, something even more unexpected happened. This traitor couldn't control his sword technique when he used the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique, and the heavenly lightning he attracted actually struck him half to death.
Then, something even more bizarre happened. An ordinary person was completely unharmed by the lightning that had nearly killed them, without losing a single hair. Then, he discovered that this boy who was unharmed by the lightning was actually a cultivation prodigy, a talent that was rare even in a thousand years. At the same time, he was bewitched by the Bloodthirsty Bead that he always carried with him, and had the idea of killing everyone in the small village except for those two genius boys.
At that moment, a soft light emanated from the boy's body. This light was not only very gentle but also full of vitality. At the same time, it was exceptionally domineering. It swiftly and decisively shattered the power of the Bloodthirsty Bead, which had been giving him a headache, and refined the Bloodthirsty Bead. Now it had turned into a sphere the size of a swan egg, the purpose of which was unknown. Moreover, while dispelling the power of the Bloodthirsty Bead, this power completely healed his injuries. What shocked him even more was that this power also refined and fused the remaining lightning power in his body into his magic power, giving his magic power a trace of lightning attribute and greatly increasing its power.
"This is simply divine skill! It's something no mortal could possibly do!" Puzhi's expression was quite complicated. Just then, as if he had thought of something, his pupils shrank. "Divine skill... Could he be the reincarnation of that powerful being?"
However, Puzhi immediately noticed something was wrong, because Zhang Xiaofan was no longer absorbing the essence of moonlight on his own. At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan was just like an ordinary boy, an ordinary boy with extraordinary talent.
Upon discovering that the moonlight enveloping Zhang Xiaofan had disappeared, Puzhi rubbed his eyes in disbelief. However, even though he rubbed his eyes until they were red, Zhang Xiaofan was still the same ordinary Zhang Xiaofan, and no unusual phenomena appeared on his body.
Unconvinced, Puzhi cautiously grasped Zhang Xiaofan's hand, then looked at him. Finding that Zhang Xiaofan was still sleeping soundly without making any other movements, Puzhi stared intently at Zhang Xiaofan and carefully channeled a stream of magical power into his body. Only after seeing that Zhang Xiaofan still showed no other changes did he begin to examine Zhang Xiaofan's physical condition.
"His meridians are broad and strong, all his meridians are open, and his blood and energy are far more vigorous than those of his peers. He has excellent physique and is indeed a rare cultivation prodigy. But there is nothing special about his body! Could I be wrong? This child is not the reincarnation of that great power. But what was that power just now?" Puzhi, unwilling to believe it, examined Zhang Xiaofan's body again and again with his magic power, scratching his hair into a mess.
At that moment, atop the clouds, Kaguya Ootsuki spat out the tea in her mouth with a "poof," almost laughing until tears streamed down her face.
It wasn't that Kaguya Ootsutsuki had a low threshold for laughter; it was simply that Puzhi's current appearance was too comical. His clothes, after the recent lightning strike, were tattered and riddled with large, charred holes. His skin was also blackened by the lightning, resulting in patches of black and purple (his clothes were light purple). However, thanks to the power Mo Mo left in Zhang Xiaofan's body, his newly grown skin was fair and tender. His already frizzy black hair, after being tossed and scratched, looked like a complete mess. This appearance was so outrageous that it's no wonder Kaguya Ootsutsuki couldn't help but laugh. What's even more baffling is that Puzhi didn't seem to realize anything was wrong with his appearance.
And so, Puzhi mechanically examined Zhang Xiaofan's physical condition while trying to recall anything unusual. However, after an hour or two, he still had no clue. Finally, he realized something was wrong with himself. Looking at his tattered clothes, he smiled bitterly and said, "Let's go back and change our clothes first. This thunder is really powerful, incredibly domineering!" With that, Puzhi picked up Zhang Xiaofan and headed towards the grass temple.