Chapter 796: Qi Guo's Ancestral Tomb Was Blown Up [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
The old man said indifferently, "Just passing by."
Because of the passage of time, nothing in this world could easily stir the emotions of a newcomer, and he himself thought so too. Who knew that two hundred years of self-cultivation would be so easily broken by the words "just passing by"? His eyes narrowed slightly, and the old man, unable to move, showed no sign of panic: "You said—just passing by?"
The last two words were almost squeezed out from the back molars.
The old man smiled kindly, but his words were sarcastic: "Otherwise what? Did I come all this way just for you?"
"you--"
The old man then said, "My surname is Jimo, and my given name is Yu."
The subtext of this sentence—
If you have the guts, just kill him!
Upon hearing the old man personally acknowledge the surname "Jimo," the visitor pressed down on his hand, which had not yet been raised—among the Gongxi clan, only the lineage of the High Priest would change their surname to "Jimo."
Therefore, even though the person before him was lifeless and lacked the vibrant energy characteristic of a high priest, he dared not risk harming him. Killing was easy, but killing meant not knowing when he would regain his freedom, which was simply not worth the risk.
The newcomer suppressed his anger: "Didn't you come here specifically to see me? The Gongxi clan went back on their word, forcing me to endure a hundred years of hardship for a promise? And what did you mean by what you said yesterday?"
Ji Moyu countered, "What did you say yesterday?"
“You said that the Gongxi tribe’s high priest was a single son.”
The true self was trapped deep in the mountains due to certain matters and could not leave without permission. Therefore, it could only manifest an avatar to travel outside, residing temporarily in the royal court of Qi. After the court session, the King of Qi immediately sought an audience. When he saw the seal beneath the secret scroll, he was overjoyed!
They secretly approached Ji Moyu and his group.
I happened to overhear Ji Moyu's words.
He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, so he decided to investigate at night, only to be discovered by a boy of about ten years old. Keep in mind, although he was merely an avatar used as a lookout, he still possessed sixty percent of his true power. For a mere child to discover his nighttime scouting was truly unbelievable. At daybreak, he couldn't wait to get to the bottom of things and find out when he would be free!
Ji Moyu retorted sarcastically, "That's just how it is. The Gongxi tribe only has one young man left. According to the tribe's traditions, in a sense, he has already died out. He's like a single seedling in a thousand acres of land."
The newcomer lifted his robe, about to sit down gracefully, when Ji Moyu dropped a bombshell, nearly causing him to fall flat on his backside.
"What!!!"
His eyes were bloodshot.
Ji Moyu still stood in the courtyard, leaning on a cane with one hand, his back hunched, short, thin, and old. Time seemed to have accelerated on him, and the tall and handsome figure of his youth was gone; soft, inelastic skin had etched deep lines on his face.
He said calmly, "The Gongxi clan is gone."
The visitor: "Gone???"
Ji Moyu nodded: "Yes, the entire clan was wiped out. More than 250 people in the clan's territory were all exterminated. Only Shao Bai, who was accidentally stranded in the outside world, and another one named 'Gong Xi Chou' survived. However, it's not without hope. If this Gong Xi Chou is a woman, and she takes many male lovers and has two children in three years and three in five, the Gong Xi clan still has a chance to revive..."
However, Ji Moyu felt that this was unlikely.
He had originally thought that only Shaobai remained of the Gongxi tribe, and had even taken Shaobai back to the tribe's territory years ago to pass on the secret techniques. However, in the cave where the tribe's eternal lamps were enshrined, he unexpectedly discovered four more lamps: Ji Moyu, Ji Mocan, Ji Moqiu, and Gongxi Chou.
He knew Ji Mo Can; he was the high priest who succeeded him, but Ji Mo Can was a traitorous double-dealer who ran away after a few years and whose whereabouts were unknown. The only one he didn't know was Gong Xi Chou.
Ji Moyu jokingly announced the list of survivors of the Gongxi tribe. Seeing the newcomer's face darken visibly, he felt a strange sense of pleasure: "...Don't panic. With your strength, you can wait another hundred years."
The newcomer angrily cursed, "Bullshit!"
He quickly found the blind spot: "You said there are three more people with the surname Jimo? Can't you three let me go free?"
Ji Moyu said, "Although Ji Mocan and I share the same surname Ji Mo and both once served as high priests, we have both abandoned our faith and are therefore 'traitors to the gods,' possessing no divine power. We are truly willing but unable, and I fear we will disappoint you..."
The visitor: "...Two...traitors to God?"
As someone who had frequent dealings with the Gongxi people a century ago, he also knew some of their internal secrets.
The power of the Gongxi high priests is completely different from that of ordinary people who possess both literary and martial prowess. They cultivate faith and divine power. Abandoning their faith is tantamount to crippling themselves and digging their own grave.
result--
Two traitors suddenly appeared?
The visitor angrily asked, "Why did you betray the gods?"
This news is worse than death for him!
Ji Moyu calmly said, "Why did that King of Wu betray the Gongxi clan back then? That's why I rebelled against the gods. As his subject, don't you know best? In his youth, he was full of vigor and ambition, befriended heroes from all directions, raised his arm and swore to save all the people from their suffering, and did something earth-shattering. In the end, the disaster he caused made his entire clan bear the burden..."
Because of their simple environment, most members of the Gongxi tribe were guileless, except for the ruler of the Wu Kingdom, who was responsible for purchasing necessities for his tribe. With constant warfare in the outside world, they inevitably traveled far and wide, dealing with all sorts of people.
Perhaps it's his personality, but he can easily win the favor of others and make countless like-minded friends along the way.
On one occasion, he received a letter from a friend asking for help.
Driven by passion, he disregarded the clan rule forbidding participation in power struggles and rushed to rescue people in the dead of night. However, he carelessly failed and was captured, his alchemy palace was destroyed, and he was thrown into hard labor as a convict to build the royal mausoleum. Half a month later, dissatisfied with the overseer's indiscriminate killing of innocent people, he rallied a crowd to revolt with the help of his friends who arrived at the scene.
Ji Moyu's tone was contemptuous and disdainful. For those involved, they were writing a heroic history, willing to die a thousand deaths without regret; but for the Gongxi tribe, this was annihilation. The newcomer retorted, "What right do you have to disrespect our lord?"
They were just a bit unlucky!
At that time, we were only one step away from unifying the world. If we had just persisted for another six months, everything would have been settled!
What does this skinny old man in front of me know?
Ji Moyu scoffed at the newcomer's murderous glare: "Disrespect? Why should I respect him? What is there about him that makes me respect him? It's been a hundred years, don't you think my face looks familiar? Take a closer look!"
Ji Moyu doesn't look familiar at all, but once you mention it, he does seem a bit familiar.
He had lived for so many years that he couldn't remember for a moment.
Until Ji Moyu revealed the answer.
"I am the twin of the lord you speak of."
He's the younger brother; the one who caused the trouble is the older brother.
He left the mountains at sixteen and died at twenty-six.
The clan records are vague about this period of history, and coupled with the great calamity suffered by the Gongxi tribe, many of the documents and records were later revisions, leading to confusion between Ji Moyu and the famous ruler of the Wu Kingdom. Afterwards, Ji Moyu left and paid even less attention to it.
Upon hearing this, the newcomer jumped up, flashed to Ji Moyu's side, grabbed his wrist, and was thrown away the next second.
Although it was only for a moment, the visitor still noticed that Ji Moyu's meridians were abnormal, his dantian was filled with death energy, and his life was nearing its end.
Considering that this little old man was the king's brother, the visitor's expression softened, and he temporarily set aside the matter of freedom.
How did you become like this?
Jimo Yu said: "My life is about to end."
The visitor interrupted him: "That's impossible! The king is exceptionally talented, and as his younger brother, you are naturally no less so... How could you be nearing the end of your life at just over one hundred and twenty years old?"
Ji Moyu snorted coldly: "Believe it or not."
The visitor: "..."
After a long while, the visitor still asked him, "Was the Gongxi clan really wiped out? I heard that you changed your hiding place and moved the whole clan to the northwest of the continent. That place is guarded by the Yun family. If something bad happened, why didn't you come to ask for help?"
The idea of genocide is truly unbelievable.
The Gongxi clan was small in number back then, but the twenty or so who emerged from the mountains were all highly skilled, with the five high priests being the most exceptional. Although a century has passed, the memory of those women's eyes still sends shivers down my spine.
"I don't know." Ji Moyu shook his head. Perhaps there wasn't enough time, or perhaps his elder brother Ji Moxing was unwilling to bow down to these people, after all, there was indeed a blood feud between the two sides.
The person who came pinched the bridge of their nose, looking like they had a headache.
When the Gu scourge erupted, soldiers who lost their minds either killed each other or were sucked dry by the rampaging Gu worms, leaving only skins. The unstoppable Wu Kingdom army was forced to halt its conquests. The Wu Kingdom gathered heroes from across the land, and initially, things were relatively optimistic.
Unexpectedly, internal and external troubles led to a complete loss of control of the situation.
As the calamity threatened to spread from the army to the common people, a group of men and women claiming to be from the royal clan appeared, led by the eldest woman. The chaos lasted for three months, during which countless people died or were injured. Five high priests made sacrifices in five different desolate mountains, transforming their bodies into branches to attract the venomous insects that flocked to them.
However, that's not enough.
They also dispatched five more powerful experts to guard the area.
They were bound by the desolate mountains, and their true forms could not leave.
The newly appointed High Priest, Ji Moxing, who had hastily assumed office, made a pact with the five of them: once the Gongxi clan recovered its strength and gathered five High Priests, they would come to help resolve the troublesome issues in the desolate mountains. And so, year after year passed.
result--
Now they come here to tell him that, including Ji Moxing, it would take a hundred years to make four, with two traitors betraying the gods, the youngest still a baby, and the eldest, Ji Moxing, dead, leaving the population almost zero. He'd be furious enough to vomit blood. What use are you all then?
He said with a dark face, "You might as well not have come at all!"
Ji Moyu chuckled: "Do you think I wanted to come?"
The visitor was so angry that he turned and left.
The next instant, he reappeared in the same spot.
With a gloomy face, he said, "The Gongxi Chou you mentioned is still nowhere to be found, and I can't count on him. This Ji Moqiu beside you has potential. I'll find him a hundred or two hundred stunning beauties to have children with. In less than twenty years, I guarantee your Gongxi clan will have over a thousand members. With some selection, I refuse to believe we can't find five candidates for high priest! Don't tell me about your clan's one-on-one relationship, and don't say that only women can inherit the family. This is the mortal world!"
It's not that poor, remote place in Gongxi.
Follow the rules of the place you go!
Ji Moyu looked at him like he was an idiot.
The newcomer: "What kind of look is that?"
Ji Moyu sneered: "You can try."
Within the Gongxi tribe, ordinary members enjoy freedom of choice in matters of the heart, but the lineage of the high priests requires divination before seeking a partner, as they are the men and women who serve God. Before God's explicit instruction, any rash action could risk disturbing ancestral graves.
The newcomer said, "...You see if I dare."
The next day, the capital was on high alert.
Uncle Lin, curious, went outside to inquire and rushed back: "Big news! Guess what I found out?"
Ji Moyu: "The royal tombs of the Qi Kingdom have collapsed?"
Uncle Lin: "...You did this?"
Otherwise, how would he know?
Ji Moyu looked up: "It really collapsed?"
"It didn't collapse, it's just that the coffin was struck by lightning! Although there are many thunderstorms at this time of year, this is too strange... The royal mausoleum is heavily guarded. Normally, lightning striking the royal mausoleum would be dispersed by the nearby troops, but last night..."
It can't be stopped, it's completely unstoppable.
Ji Moyu: "..."
Not long after, Shao Bai came home from school.
Ji Moyu pulled him close and looked at his face over and over again, his eyes filled with the same intensity as if he were seeing him for the first time.
Shao Bai asked in bewilderment, "Teacher?"
Ji Moyu let go of her hand: "It's nothing..."
The gods they worship are truly devoted; for over two hundred years, the ten high priests have all seemed to have been chosen based on the same facial template. They've certainly mastered the art of using decoys!
While inwardly grumbling about the old, lewd god, Ji Moyu didn't forget to remind his student: "Shaobai, if someone tries to lure you to some remote, desolate place and asks you to unlock some secret, don't agree. If they threaten you and you can't fight them, use your beauty to seduce them, and heavenly lightning will strike them down!"
Shao Bai: "..."
Uncle Lin almost choked on his saliva.
"You old lewd man, is this how you teach students?"
Uncle Lin mocked Ji Moyu for not understanding education, and Ji Moyu mocked him for not understanding how to use a stand-in. Although Shao Bai didn't understand, he still agreed.
"Yes, student has remembered."
Upon hearing this, Ji Moyu felt much more at ease.
The old fogies who had imprisoned themselves were unaware, but how could he, someone who had read the notes of several high priests, not know the truth of what happened back then? Five high priests sacrificed themselves to suppress the desolate mountain; as long as the Gongxi tribe existed, there was no need for extra people to guard the five directions. Releasing the desolate mountain's shackles also didn't require gathering five high priests.
To put it bluntly, this is a century-old scam.
They swindled the five most powerful suckers back then.
They were all ambitious, but they gathered together because of the King of Wu. At that time, Wu Kingdom collapsed, and if these five people were released, there was no guarantee they wouldn't target the weakened Gongxi tribe. After all, people's hearts are more treacherous than they imagined.
Thus, this scam came about.
Ji Moyu looked down at his student and sneered inwardly.
Want freedom?
Dream on!
Furthermore, removing the shackles from their necks at this time would create further turmoil in the mainland situation, which would be detrimental to Shao Bai. Shao Bai is the only person in the world who can help them regain their freedom.
But will this child actually do it?
Haha, impossible.
——
"Mama, what are you looking at?" Gong Xichou successfully brought back the Luan family and handed them over to Luan Xin, then went to find Shen Tang to report. He sensed that Shen Tang was focused on squatting on the ground.
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