Mo Xingjue had experienced a great war between humans and demons ten years ago, when he was a Golden Core cultivator. He had only seen the three Demon Kings of the Demon Clan from afar; as a Golden Core cultivator, he was simply unable to approach them, let alone fight them.
Even now, at the Nascent Soul stage, I am not qualified to fight them.
Mo Xingjue's eyes darkened. Over the years, he had traveled to almost every corner of the cultivation world, but he could not find that person.
If he's not in the cultivation world, then where would he be?
Is it the realm of demons? Or the realm of monsters?
"Now that you've advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, shouldn't you go collect your monthly allowance?" Liu Haozhi reminded him.
Mo Xingjue grunted in response, but did not move. Instead, he tidied up the cave dwelling.
Seeing him put the items into his storage bag, Liu Haozhi immediately asked in surprise, "What are you doing? Are you going out to train again?"
Mo Xingjue nodded, "I'm planning to take on a mission and go out for a walk while I'm at it."
“You only go back to the sect when you advance in rank, you’re always outside. What, is it that good outside?” Liu Haozhi couldn’t understand.
Mo Xingjue pursed his lips, looking somewhat forlorn and tinged with sadness.
Liu Haozhi looked at him in surprise; this was the first time he had ever seen Mo Xingjue so emotionally expressive. And hadn't he just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage? Why was the other party unhappy?
"I need to go find someone," Mo Xingjue said in a low voice.
"Who are you looking for? I'll help you find them," Liu Haozhi blurted out without thinking.
“I don’t know.” Mo Xingjue smiled bitterly. “I don’t know what his name is now, or what he looks like.”
“This—” Liu Haozhi fell silent.
Mo Xingjue walked outside, saying, "If anything happens, notify me using the jade slip."
Mo Xingjue has left the sect again, much to the disappointment of those who came from afar to offer their congratulations.
Looking at those beautifully dressed women, the disciples of Fengyang Sect had mixed feelings.
"Some are dying of thirst, while others are drowning in floods. It's fortunate that Senior Brother Mo left the sect. Otherwise, with his aloof and eccentric personality, he would probably go crazy if he had to face these women every day."
"Senior Brother Mo won't do that; he'll simply close the door to visitors."
"This is something Senior Brother Mo would do."
"Besides cultivation, Senior Brother Mo seems to be uninterested in anything, including women."
"Including men as well."
"Romance will only affect Senior Brother Mo's cultivation speed."
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Li Ze stayed in Ji Lin's palace for two months. What was originally just a half-fist clone had grown to the size of a head in two months.
In the very center of the side hall, the dark red evil weapon had turned pure black, and the dense aura of bloodlust had been reduced to a faint, shallow layer.
The evil artifact had given up fighting with Li Ze and allowed Li Ze to absorb it.
It's just bloodthirsty energy; it will reappear once more people are killed.
On this day, Li Ze was absorbing evil energy when he suddenly heard footsteps outside the palace.
Who is it?
What are you here for?
Li Ze then transformed himself into a gentle breeze, emerged from the side hall, and drifted softly toward the main hall.
Throughout the entire process, Li Ze dared not extend his divine sense, nor did he dare to let his energy leak out in the slightest.
Therefore, he did not hear the conversation inside the palace. He only saw several demon generals hurriedly enter the palace, and a short while later they hurriedly came out again, with Ji Lin coming out with them.
Upon seeing Ji Lin, Li Ze blurred his body further and further, almost transforming it into the omnipresent malevolent energy within the palace.
"The concentration of malevolent energy in the palace has increased," Ji Lin suddenly said.
The demon generals around him carefully sensed the situation and said, "Ever since you brought back that precious sword, the concentration of malevolent energy in the palace has increased significantly."
Ji Lin, recalling the dense bloodthirsty aura emanating from the sword, immediately understood. No longer dwelling on the intensifying aura, he continued striding outside.
Only after Ji Lin and the others had gone far away did the evil aura that had dissipated in the air re-condense and hide under the eaves.
It scared him to death.
Li Ze shuddered, and the mist shuddered along with him.
Ji Lin isn't here. Should he go in and check on her?
Perhaps Ji Lin didn't bring his demon horns with him?
Of course, the probability of Ji Lin not carrying it with her is very low, since it's such a small thing, she can just put it in her storage bag and that's it.
Li Ze had no hope; even without the Demon Horn, other treasures would do. He planned to take a few of Ji Lin's treasures and then run away.
He can't get revenge now, but he can collect some interest first.
However, as soon as Li Ze entered the main hall, he was stunned. The entire cloud of mist remained motionless, standing still in mid-air.
Inside the vast palace, filled with countless treasures, he immediately spotted a small, black, pointed corner within a formation in the corner.
Those are his horns!
Li Ze wanted to cry and scream, but he had no body, so he couldn't cry or scream.
He approached cautiously, fearing it might be a trap set by Ji Lin, until he reached the outside of the formation.
Nothing happened.
Li Ze breathed a sigh of relief and also understood the function of the formation: to extract the evil energy from his demonic horn.
Perhaps it was because of the presence of malevolent energy that Ji Lin had not refined his horn, and thus his horn was preserved.
However, the malevolent energy within the horn had already diminished considerably, and it wouldn't be long before it completely disappeared. At that time, Ji Lin would refine and absorb the demonic horn—
Li Ze was filled with lingering fear, but thankfully, he arrived.
The purpose of the formation is to absorb the evil energy within the corners. Therefore, evil energy can enter the formation and move within it.
Without any hesitation, Li Ze rushed into the formation, curled up his horn, enveloped it with dense baleful energy, broke out of the formation, broke out of the palace, and then took his 'body' from the canopy of a tree and merged with it.
At this moment, Li Ze disregarded Ji Lin's treasures and elixirs; only one thought occupied his mind: to leave Ji Lin's palace and escape the Demon Realm with his horn—
Li Ze rose into the sky, transforming into a dark cloud, and sped away at the fastest speed he could muster.
"Hey, look at that cloud, isn't there something strange about it?" a demon soldier said, pointing to the sky.
Another demon soldier looked in the direction he was pointing and said, "There's something strange about it. There's clearly no wind, yet it's moving so fast. It's probably not a cloud."
"What is that? A treasure?"
"Since you're so curious, why don't you follow them and take a look?"
Two demon soldiers chased after them on their swords.
At this moment, Li Ze was just a mass of malevolent energy, without even a physical body. Even at his fastest speed, he couldn't go very fast, and the two demon soldiers caught up with him in no time.
"It was dark and I couldn't see it."
"Then let's get a little closer."
The two demon soldiers accelerated.
In a panic, Li Ze immediately descended from mid-air and plummeted towards the ground.
Upon seeing this, the two demon soldiers' eyes lit up. "It has intelligence; it might really be a treasure."
Upon reaching the ground, Li Ze accelerated once more.
Hurry, even faster! If he causes a commotion here and attracts more demon soldiers, all his efforts will be in vain.
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