Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 284 Movements from all sides
As he spoke, the big-headed monster's voice grew louder and louder, echoing in the cave. The hatred in it was not concealed at all, and of course there was a hint of fear.

"Nie Zhaonan!" The old demon Hehuan lost his voice.

He didn't expect to hear this name in Dajin. One of the reasons he came to Dajin was to avoid Nie Zhaonan.

"Fellow Daoist Hehuan, do you know this person?" The big-headed monster looked at the old demon Hehuan and asked curiously.

"Nie Zhaonan is from Tiannan, just like me. I have some grudges against him." The old demon Hehuan hid his inner fear very well, without revealing a single bit, and said calmly.

"This man fought alone against eight of us late Nascent Soul cultivators and a dozen of us middle Nascent Soul cultivators, and he had a great upper hand. Although we all had our own thoughts and did not use our full strength, it was still amazing enough." Recalling the scene where Nie Zhaonan killed them and left them helpless, the big-headed monster could not help but mutter.

“What! So powerful!” The face of the old demon He Huan changed drastically. “Could it be that he has advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage? No, even if he has become a late Nascent Soul cultivator, he should not have such terrifying strength!”

The words of the old demon Hehuan were full of disbelief and deep fear.

According to Nie Zhaonan's current strength, if he had not followed the ancient demon to come to Dajin, he would probably be liquidated and would not have a good ending.

"To say that he is very strong, is not entirely true. He just relies on his ability to perform Thunder Escape and Teleportation infinitely, which makes us unable to restrain him for a while. Moreover, his natal flying sword is also extremely sharp, which is refined with Gengjin Divine Thunder. This allowed him to show off his power for a while." The big-headed monster was full of dissatisfaction and insatiable resentment, and briefly narrated the process of the fight.

The more he listened, the more complicated the old demon Hehuan's expression became.

"He's just a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. No matter how strange his methods are, can he be stronger than our Saint Clan? The Fortune Divine Sand doesn't have much effect. It's just an dispensable thing." The green-robed cultivator, who had been silent all this time, curled his lips and said nonchalantly.

Seeing the ancient demon so confident, Hehuan Old Demon considered whether to ask this demon to kill Nie Zhaonan. However, if he did so, he would have to pay a heavy price himself, and Hehuan Old Demon's face was somewhat uncertain.

Seeing that both of them looked a little unhappy, the green-robed monk said leisurely: "As long as the Saint Ancestor's clone is rescued, the Saint Ancestor can perform a secret technique for the two of you, infusing you with demonic energy and transforming you into Saint Clan bodies. With your qualifications, there is at least a 60% to 70% chance that the two of you will advance to the Spiritualization Stage in one fell swoop. Even if you fail to advance, you can have twice as many lifespans. With such a sufficient lifespan, it is not difficult to advance to the Spiritualization Stage."

"Hmph! I hope you won't go back on your word!" The big-headed monster snorted coldly, his eyes flickering.

The old demon Hehuan also stared at the green-robed monk with a serious face.

If the end of their lives was not approaching for both of them, they would not have cooperated with the ancient demon in front of them.

That’s right, this green-robed monk who looks somewhat similar to Han Li is none other than the ancient demon who was severely injured by Nie Zhaonan.

"Don't worry. In this human world, my holy clan is weak, and we urgently need you two to join us to increase our strength. This way, we can completely occupy this world and make it a lower plane of my holy world. I will never do anything bad to you two." The ancient demon explained a few words, without any dissatisfaction with the two's doubts.

"I will return to the Ye family as soon as possible and use the power of the Ye family to collect the magic weapons as soon as possible. At the same time, I will speed up the progress of opening Kunwu Mountain." After listening to the explanation of the ancient demon, the big-headed monster softened his tone.

The old demon Hehuan nodded slightly. He agreed to come to Dajin with the ancient demon. His biggest goal was to advance to the god level. He would not regret it even if he became an ugly ancient demon.

"It's great that you think so, fellow Daoist." The ancient demon nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, the ancient demon seemed to remember something, looked at the big-headed weirdo, and asked, "Gengjin Divine Thunder? You said that Nie Zhaonan has Gengjin Divine Thunder?"

"That's right." The big-headed monster replied.

The ancient demon was silent: Gengjin Divine Thunder is a rare and precious thing in the world. It should be the limit for this world to have one person who possesses Gengjin Divine Thunder.

Could it be that the one who injured him with his clone was Nie Zhaonan?
But according to the information he got, Nie Zhaonan was only a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator at that time? How could he have seriously injured him with just one clone?

Gu Mo was full of doubts. Although he didn't know whether the answer was the same as he guessed, he became more alert towards Nie Zhaonan.

Seeing the fearful look on the ancient demon's face, the old demon Hehuan gave up the plan of asking the ancient demon to deal with Nie Zhaonan.

At the same time, he felt a little strange. If this ancient demon was so afraid of Nie Zhaonan, why did he dress up as his junior brother, Han Li?

"We don't have to worry about Nie Zhaonan. The most important thing right now is to rescue the Holy Ancestor's soul as soon as possible. In this way, even if Nie Zhaonan is more powerful, he can't cause any big trouble with the Holy Ancestor around." The ancient demon no longer thought about Nie Zhaonan.

"Without further delay, let's return to Jinjing now." The big-headed monster nodded without asking about the grudge between Gu Mo and Nie Zhaonan.

"Let's go." The old demon Hehuan took the lead and flew out of the cave.

The big-headed monster and the ancient demon also flew out without hesitation.

Three beams of light pointed towards the capital of Dajin in the distance.

Zhenhuan Mountain is one of the four major spiritual veins of Dajin, and the Taiyi Sect, known as the number one sect of the righteous path, is located in this mountain range.

Taiyi Sect is known as the first sect of Taoism. Its power is so great that no one in the whole Dajin can match it except Tianmo Sect and Wan Yao Valley. Therefore, in the 100,000-li wide Zhenhuan Mountain, hundreds of large and small sacred mountains are under the control of Taiyi Sect monks.

The Ice Soul Valley is an inconspicuous small valley in this mountain range.

This valley and the surrounding mountains are very different from other sacred mountains and places where it is spring all year round. Not only is there a lack of spiritual energy, but there are also gusts of cold wind and biting cold. The entire valley is crystal clear all year round and is covered with a thick layer of ice and snow.

But such a desolate place that ordinary cultivators would not even bother to even look at is one of the Taiyi Sect's little-known forbidden areas.

Ordinary disciples of Taiyi Sect have never even heard of this valley, let alone been there.

Such a mysterious place, except for an illusion array covering the valley entrance, there is no restriction outside, and there are no Taiyi Sect cultivators stationed outside the valley.

In fact, no one had dared to set foot in this valley for hundreds of years. Even if powerful elders came here occasionally, they would only speak respectfully outside the valley and would never dare to step inside.

On this day, half a month had passed since the incident in the Yellow Wind Desert. A man dressed as a Taoist priest fell from the sky and appeared at the entrance of the valley.

This person is Xuan Qingzi.

He looked at the illusion array at the entrance of the valley and said respectfully, "Grandmaster, I have something important to report!"

After a while, the place was unusually quiet. Xuan Qingzi didn't feel anything was wrong and still stood there, waiting quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, a man's voice came out from the valley: "What happened?"

"Ancestor is very smart. This trip has indeed been disrupted." Xuan Qingzi said respectfully.

Then he immediately explained: "A cultivator from outside Dajin named Nie Zhaonan"

Xuan Qingzi spoke in a calm and steady voice as he told everything he knew about Nie Zhaonan, including his background, magical powers, and magic weapons, leaving nothing out.

There was no response from the valley for a long time, and then a voice was heard after a while: "Go away, I understand." "Yes." Xuan Qingzi responded quickly, and did not dare to say or ask more. He flew away from the Ice Soul Valley with spiritual light all around him.

After Xuan Qingzi left, a man's mumbling voice was heard from a huge ice wall at the end of the ice valley:
"Such a powerful person has never appeared in my Great Jin."

"It seems that now is not the time to refine this Fire Essence Date."

The Ice Valley fell silent again.

The main hall of Taiyi Gate.

"Senior brother, what did the ancestor say?" Seeing Xuan Qingzi returning, Xuan Lingzi hurried forward and asked eagerly.

"The ancestor didn't say anything and didn't seem to be very interested in Nie Zhaonan." Xuan Qingzi said.

"How is this possible? Nie Zhaonan's story sounds unusual, how could the ancestor not be interested in it?" Xuan Lingzi said in disbelief.

"The ancestor is a cultivator who has reached the state of spiritual transformation. How can we guess what he is thinking?" Xuan Qingzi shook his head.

“Moreover, you know that the ancestor sealed himself in the ice wall in order to slow down the passage of his lifespan. How could he leave the valley easily?” Xuan Qingzi gave another reason.

"This..." Xuan Lingzi looked hesitant.

"Junior brother, if you really have to snatch the Divine Sand of Fortune, you may go, but remember, don't be a vanguard. Even if you fail, you won't offend Fellow Daoist Nie too much, and you may be able to save yourself by paying some price." Xuan Qingzi understood his junior brother's thoughts and kindly reminded him.

If he didn't already have a grain of divine sand of creation, he might have participated in it.

"Brother is right. Nie Zhaonan doesn't seem like a bloodthirsty person. As long as I know my limits, and as a cultivator of Taiyi Sect, it's unlikely that he would kill me without regard for the consequences." Xuan Lingzi said with gratitude.

"Maybe." Xuan Qingzi was not sure. After all, the evil spirit on Nie Zhaonan was too shocking.

The Wuyue Mountains are located in the northwest of Dajin, at the junction of two states, and stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles.

There are countless dangerous peaks in this mountain range, and the largest one is tens of thousands of feet high, and the upper half is covered with white snow all year round.

At the top of the mountain, there is a large flat land of dozens of miles wide, where a huge palace complex is built. There are countless pavilions and towers, and each one is extremely gorgeous and exquisite, all made of precious trees or rare jade.

Moreover, the entire mountain top is protected by some unknown large-scale restriction. Outside the restriction, there are howling cold winds and ice and snow, but inside the restriction, it is spring all year round and there are countless exotic flowers and trees.

And among these palaces and pavilions, beautiful women with graceful figures, wearing colorful palace skirts, were playing and fighting there, and from time to time their laughter like silver bells could be heard, which made people intoxicated.

This place is like a paradise on earth!
This is the Motuo Mountain, which is rarely known in the immortal cultivation world of Dajin. The buildings on the mountain also have a name that surprises people - the Demon Palace.

In the Demon Palace, Qi Miao Zhenren and the old man in black robes shuttled between buildings, looking straight ahead, and did not dare to look at the beautiful women and maids around them.

It seems that these female cultivators have only reached the Jindan stage, but they both know that one day, they might be favored by the master of this Demon Palace. Although the possibility is small, it is inevitable.

The owner of this Demon Palace is none other than the supreme elder of the Demonic Sect and one of the few remaining Divine Transformation cultivators in the Great Jin Dynasty—Hu Qinglei.

After a while, Qi Miao Zhenren and the old man in black robe arrived outside the largest hall in the Demon Palace.

Listening to the lewd music coming from inside, the two of them wished they could close their hearing. It was not that they didn't like to listen to it, but they were just afraid after hearing it too much.

The two of them did not dare to make a sound and just waited there silently. They knew that with the Supreme Elder's cultivation level, he would know that they were here.

"Hmm~" With a soft hum, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.

"Why does the Supreme Elder always like to let us listen to these things?" Qi Miao Zhenren and the black-robed old man couldn't help but mutter in their hearts.

"What's the matter?" Hu Lao Mo's slightly unhappy voice sounded, as if he was blaming the two of them for disturbing his good thing.

"Report to the Supreme Elder! There is a cultivator named Nie Zhaonan." Qi Miao Zhenren quickly recounted the story about Nie Zhaonan.

"The Divine Sand of Creation was taken away? Is it just such a trivial matter?" Hu Lao Mo's tone was nonchalant.

Then he changed the subject and ordered: "This person is indeed quite powerful. Keep an eye on his whereabouts and report any news quickly."

"Follow the order of the Supreme Elder!" Qi Miao Zhenren and the old man in black robe bowed at the same time and were about to turn around and leave.

At this time, Hu Lao Mo suddenly stopped the two of them and ordered them again: "Collect more beautiful female cultivators for me. I want you to know that if you can satisfy me, you will get the Demon Yuan Pill."

"Yes." The two agreed and left the hall.

The two looked at each other, both feeling a little embarrassed.

Female cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are rare to begin with, and the requirements of the Grand Elder are extremely high. Not only must they be extremely beautiful, but they must also still have their Yuan Yin still intact, which is not easy to find.

Even if they found it, they would need the two of them to take action personally to capture it, which was quite troublesome.

However, when they thought of the benefits promised by the Grand Elder - the Demon Yuan Pill, their mood improved.

The Demon Yuan Pill is the unique elixir of Motuo Mountain. It can only be refined using the magical herbs of Motuo Mountain and cannot be found anywhere in the outside world.

The Demon Yuan Pill is also helpful for breaking through the God Transformation Stage. If you take this pill when breaking through the God Transformation Stage, you will feel much easier when sensing the essence of heaven and earth.

Although the efficacy of this pill is not as good as the natural treasure like the Creation Divine Sand, it has the advantage of having no restrictions on its dosage. If you take it more often, the effect may be even better than the Creation Divine Sand.

On the main seat in the hall, an old man with a wooden crown and a sickly look was half leaning on the back of a chair. The thoughtful look on his face gradually faded away, and he closed his eyes again, revealing a comfortable and leisurely look.

This person is Hu Lao Mo.

"Go on." He ordered softly at this time.

"Yes~" several beautiful women said in a sweet voice.

Right in the main seat, twisting her graceful body, dancing with her bright eyes
The whole hall is full of spring colors!
(End of this chapter)