Mo Wen's eyes flickered slightly, and a dry light clock was placed in front of Fan Su.
The long tongue struck the bell, producing a loud sound that caused ghostly fire to emanate from the eyes of the Netherworld Beast.
Just as Mo Wen was about to deliver the fatal blow, he heard a loud voice. "Brother Cangwu, please show mercy!"
Cangwu?
Mo Wen paused briefly, shielding Fan Suyan behind him.
The ghostly beast pawed the ground and roared, its dark eyes burning with fury, but it seemed to have received some command and stopped attacking.
A pot-bellied, slovenly man appeared out of thin air, fanning himself with a tattered palm-leaf fan, and sat on his mount.
Upon seeing Mo Wen, he exclaimed "Eh!" and laughed, "So you're not Brother Cangwu? May I ask who you are?"
"Mo Wen! Successor of Cangwu!" Mo Wen cupped his hands in greeting.
This person knows Cangwu, but it is unknown whether he is a friend or foe.
"Oh! What about Cangwu? Did he perish?" The disheveled man's tone was neither joyful nor sorrowful, as if he were asking about something as mundane as whether Cangwu had gone out.
Mo Wen's dark eyes remained impassive. "I'm going out for a while, I'll be back soon."
The disheveled man chuckled, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan. "So you must be the one guarding the Divine Tomb? In that case, you must participate in the Ten Directions Alliance. It'll be a good opportunity for everyone to see who is guarding the Divine Tomb. Moreover, the gods will be re-ranked and the laws of heaven and earth will be divided. Brother Cangwu has always been the best at this grand gathering. As his successor, how can you miss it?"
Mo Wen watched him quietly. These things weren't explained in the cultivation sphere, and he really didn't know if things were as this slovenly man described.
However, what is the ranking of the gods?
The most famous story about the ranking of gods that Mo Wen knew was "Investiture of the Gods," which tells the story of how the gods were ranked according to seniority, divided into four directions, and enjoyed offerings from the mortal world.
The order of the gods here is definitely different from that in "Investiture of the Gods," because this is not the human world; they are dividing the laws of heaven and earth, and we don't know what those are.
He thought for a moment and then asked, "May I ask who you are, senior?"
"Hahahaha! I'm just a nobody. I'm only going to cheer for others. If I reveal my name, I'll only make myself a laughing stock. Brother Mo, if you have time, you definitely shouldn't miss this grand event. Even if you don't want to go, you should think about why the former owner of this divine tomb always went there. The laws of heaven and earth are something that people envy, and their importance is no less than the treasures of the gods. That's all I have to say. Farewell."
Having said that, he rode on his ghostly beast, and in a flash, he was already a thousand miles away.
Mo Wen stared at the spot where he had disappeared. He was certain that the disheveled man had come specifically to find him.
He was quite certain that the disheveled man had been watching from a short distance away when the Netherworld Beast attacked Fan Su.
It seems that being a deity isn't so easy.
Just by looking at the feud between Cangwu and Canghai, one can see that even gods, like mortals, are not immune to intrigue and deception.
He glanced at Fan Su.
Fan Su's face was somewhat pale.
I'm afraid I really scared her just now.
Mo Wen then realized that perhaps too many people had participated in the Ten Directions Alliance recently, and people had been passing by constantly. Before, no one had made a move against Fan Su, so he hadn't thought much of it.
It now appears that Fan Su is not safe; for some creatures, such Fan Su is clearly a delicious food.
He said in a deep voice, "Come in with me!"
Fan Su's brows furrowed with joy, and her eyes shone with excitement.
It's clear she's wanted to go in for a long time.
Mo Wen couldn't help but laugh, but after laughing, he became serious again.
Fan Su was smiling with Xia Mu's face on her face, giving him the illusion that Xia Mu was still alive.
He stopped Fan Su. "There's one condition: you can't use this face anymore; you can use any other face you want."
Fan Su lowered her head and thought for a moment, then transformed into the Netherworld Beast she had just seen, letting out a low roar that shook the heavens.
Mo Wen: "..." So true!
Fan Su then entered using the body of a Netherworld Beast.
The mythical beasts inside were terrified when they saw such a huge creature and ran away in all directions.
There were also those who weren't afraid of death, who felt their authority was being challenged and ran out to provoke him, only to be glared down by Mo Wen with his eyes.
Mo Wen is having a headache.
One Fan Su made the whole little world restless, as if spring had arrived in an instant.
He felt it was necessary to re-cultivate Fan Su's aesthetic sense and help her create a physical form for herself. She couldn't always borrow other people's forms, or problems would arise sooner or later.
Fan Su looked at the pile of picture books and several books with a lot of artistic conception in front of her, feeling somewhat lost.
Don't ask her to read word by word, let her ponder what beauty is.
Fan Su's comprehension was exceptional. She quickly learned the characters that Mo Wen had taught her once, and in less than half a day, she could read on her own. Three days later, the books Mo Wen had found were no longer enough for her.
Mo Wen knew that there were geniuses in this world, but geniuses to this extent still aroused envy.
He really was just a mortal!
They really can't compare to those demons and monsters.
Fan Su gained the greatest freedom in the Tomb of the Gods. Except for places like the Treasure of the Gods, she could freely enter and leave all other places.
After reading, her comprehension improved rapidly, and her speech, behavior, and demeanor became more and more human.
However, she increasingly disliked being human.
During the day, when the sun rises, she is the morning glow.
At noon, the clouds drifted lazily overhead, obscuring Mo Wen's head.
At night, I blend into the stars and become one of them.
Do not ask, just listen and let it be.
As long as Xia Mu's face isn't constantly in front of him, everything is fine.
Three days before the Ten Directions Alliance, the jade slip began to emit light, seemingly reminding Mo Wen to attend the grand event.
After thinking about it, Mo Wen decided to go anyway.
Regardless, he was determined to see what those laws of heaven and earth really were.
Even if I can't get my hands on one, I still want to go and see for myself.
After all, Cangwu used to participate in those events.
However, there are a few things to do before we go.
He passed the cultivation technique orbs left behind by Cangwu and Canghai to Fan Su.
"You can learn the techniques here yourself. If I don't return, you will be the master of this place. Before you are able to protect yourself, remember not to open the door for anyone other than me."
Fan Su nodded as if she understood. She had learned a lot, but she still lacked human emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, fear.
Mo Wen sighed. Based on Fan Su's comprehension ability, he would learn the techniques in less time than he did. It took him almost a thousand years, and he believed that Fan Su would probably not need a hundred years.
Fan Su would be a more suitable guardian of the Holy Tomb than him.
The only regret is that Fan Su has no experience whatsoever, is as pale as paper, and probably has no feelings for the Tomb of the Gods, humanity, or anything else in the world.
But he didn't have time to teach her about love.
The day he left.
Fan Su tugged at his sleeve. "Name!"
"name?"
Fan Su nodded. "I don't have a name. People have names, animals have names, even the clouds in the sky have names."
Mo Wen smiled. Indeed, she should have a name.
"You are the embodiment of the resentment of ordinary people, so let me be called Fan Su!"
Mo Wen wrote those two words on the table with his finger.
Fan Su, Fan Su!
Fan Su silently repeated it a few times, then agreed, "A good name!"
It is indeed a good name.
No matter how complex and ever-changing the world is, once people are present, it is called the mundane world.
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