After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 948 Capturing Mo Yuan Alive and Forcibly Taking Him as a Favorite!
Namo Prajna Nirvana Sutra

This is a Buddhist scripture that Mo Yuan stole from the scripture library of Huazang Temple in Emei Mountain many years ago.

In order to prolong his lifespan, Mo Yuan went to great lengths during those years, trying many methods, stealing many rare and precious materials, and cultivating many demonic and evil arts.

However, these methods ultimately proved to be of little effect.

It has never dared to try the scripture it stole from Huazang Temple.

The reason is simple: cultivating this scripture requires sacrificing one's cultivation level and burning one's primordial spirit in exchange for extra lifespan.

It dared not try it, firstly because it did not know if this technique was really that miraculous.

Once the primordial spirit is burned, the cultivation is destroyed. If it does not bring lifespan, wouldn't that be equivalent to suicide?
Secondly, even if it were true, its already supreme cultivation level would inevitably be knocked down to the mortal realm, its realm would plummet, and it might even fall to the mortal realm. Even if it were to cultivate again later, would the lifespan gained in return be enough for it to reach the peak again?

It dared not gamble, nor could it afford to gamble, so it never dared to cultivate.

But this time, the situation just now forced it to take a gamble.

Fortunately, it made the right bet.

His primordial spirit was burned away, and his cultivation level plummeted from the clouds, barely stabilizing at the early stage of the Creation Realm. However, his life was saved.

Without the primordial spirit, the medicinal power of the Soul-Dispelling Pill will naturally become ineffective, and its effects will disappear before long.

Although the decline in his cultivation level was terrifying, Mo Yuan felt an unprecedented sense of ease at this moment.

The cost was high, but it brought vitality; it could sense its remaining lifespan increasing.

The five signs of decay in the celestial beings are receding from them.

Although the extra lifespan might not be much—one year? Five years? Ten years?
Lifespan is a very vague concept; it's only vaguely perceptible, and it probably won't exceed ten years.

Ten years, though a short time for him, was enough to solve his immediate problem.

At least for the time being, there's no need to worry about its lifespan. The most important thing it needs to do now is to seize the time to start cultivating again and improve its cultivation level.

Although his cultivation level has dropped, his mental state remains the same and his physical body has not declined. He only needs to cultivate his primordial spirit again and walk the old path of cultivation once more.

It has experience, so it shouldn't be too difficult. Although ten years is a tight timeframe, it has its own methods to quickly improve its cultivation.

For example, like a hundred years ago, they could devour spiritual objects or the flesh and blood of cultivators.

It has done this kind of thing too many times. As long as there is a sufficient supply of blood and food, it is confident that it can return to its peak in a short time.

During this time, it can continue to search for ways to extend its lifespan.

"call!"

Mo Yuan took a deep breath, and his heart immediately calmed down.

Du Fengchun's face appeared in my mind.

"You treacherous scoundrel, I'll tear you to pieces sooner or later."

Mo Yuan gritted his teeth. How could he have tricked him into taking the Soul-Dispelling Pill? He was utterly insidious and deserved to die!

And that kid too.

He deserves to be killed too!

His eyes were blood-red, as if he wanted to grind his teeth to pieces.

"You really know how to pick a spot."

Just then, a voice came from outside.

The sound was so sudden that Mo Yuan was startled and immediately sprang up from the ground.

He looked warily toward the door.

A figure quickly approached and appeared at the entrance of the main burial chamber.

Mo Yuan's face turned ashen upon seeing this.

It was none other than Chen Yang.

How did he find this place? How could he possibly have found it?

Mo Yuan felt a chill run down his spine and immediately tried to dig a hole to escape, but then he realized that he had really panicked and chosen a good place.

The ground was covered in bricks, and the claws scratched across them, leaving only a few marks; there was no way to escape.

With its only exit blocked by Chen Yang, it had nowhere to escape.

Chen Yang stood at the tomb entrance, calmly observing the troublesome rat.

"I thought I'd have to go through some trouble, but you just slipped it into my pocket yourself. The feeling of the Mind-Dispelling Pill isn't pleasant, is it?"

His words were laced with sarcasm.

Mo Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, almost overflowing with hatred and anger.

"Are you in cahoots with Du Fengchun?"

Mo Yuan gritted his teeth and transmitted his voice, making angry hissing sounds, "Boy, I have no grudge against you, why do you want to harm me?"

Chen Yang twirled the Crimson Sky Sword in his hand, the precious sword held in front of his chest, "To eliminate demons and protect the righteous path is our duty!"

In that instant, he felt he was standing on a moral high ground, and his mindset became somewhat like Ke Shaohua's.

This kind of question is really funny. Do I need a reason to hurt you?

The feud has already begun. If I don't wipe you out completely, am I supposed to wait for you to take revenge on me?
Furthermore, considering what this rat has done in the past, doesn't it deserve to die?

Those eight simple words left Mo Yuan speechless.

Chen Yang's gaze swept over Mo Yuan. With his strength, it wasn't difficult for him to discern the giant rat's cultivation level.

Early stage of the Creation Realm?
He's only at the early stage of the Creation Realm.

Moreover, the system's rating for this mouse changed from SS to S.

Is the Soul-Dispelling Pill really that potent?

The information provided by the system is definitely trustworthy and is not hiding its true level. This mouse is indeed only at the Creation Realm.

Without a doubt, it must be the Dispersing Spirit Pill that caused its primordial spirit to dissipate, resulting in a drop in its cultivation level.

"Ah."

Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh. Wasn't this a drowning dog?

"why are you laughing?"

Mo Yuan looked at Chen Yang warily, seemingly pondering how to escape from Chen Yang's grasp once again.

It had experienced Chen Yang's methods firsthand, and now it was no match for him at all.

Chen Yang said, "I'm thinking, would it be a bit of a waste to just kill you like this?"

Mo Yuan took a deep breath. "Boy, what kind of hero takes advantage of someone in distress? Anyway, I don't have much time left to live. Why not let me leave? Whatever you want—magic treasures, wealth, cultivation techniques—I can give you anything..."

"stop!"

Chen Yang interrupted it directly, "You're spotless from head to toe, I don't believe a word you say..."

"I've lived for hundreds of years, how could I not have some savings? It's just that I didn't bring them with me. As long as you let me leave, I can take you with me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yang waved his hand to interrupt him, "I don't lack any of the things you mentioned, but I do lack a more capable pet. I heard you have a talent for treasure hunting, is that true?"

"you……"

Mo Yuan laughed in anger, "You want to take me as your concubine? Haha, brat, what a big mouth you have. Who do you think you are? You think you're worthy?"

“If Zhao Shanjun can do it, why can’t I?” Chen Yang said frankly.

Mo Yuan's gaze was deep and cold. "The Mountain Lord's coffin is here. Do you dare to repeat what you just said in front of him?"

It probably thought that human cultivators like Chen Yang had an innate reverence for the mountain lord.

To attempt to take Zhao Quanzhen's former spirit pet in front of Zhao Quanzhen's coffin is indeed a great disrespect.

But what era are we living in? Who cares about that anymore?
Who is Chen Yang? He doesn't fall for that kind of thing at all.

“Say it ten times and it’ll be the same. You have two choices now: one, let me take you in and make you my pet; two, die here.”

"presumptuous!"

Mo Yuan shouted sharply, his voice stern but his tone weak, "Boy, offending the Mountain Lord's majesty would have been enough to get you killed a hundred times over in the past."

"You said it yourself, that was before. If you're so capable, then bring Zhao Shanjun out. Look at all I just said, and he didn't react at all. That proves that Zhao Shanjun has already acquiesced and let me take you in..."

"Extremely shameless!"

Mo Yuan was so angry he felt like vomiting blood. How could someone who had been dead for over four hundred years react to you?

"Since you refuse to choose, then let me choose for you."

Chen Yang was too lazy to waste any more words with this beast and simply stepped over him.

They soon arrived in front of Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan had been anticipating his attack, and upon seeing this, he dodged and tried to escape from Chen Yang's left side.

However, it is no longer the same as before. After its cultivation level plummeted, although its physique is still there, its agility is much worse than before, its spiritual power has been depleted, and its speed has slowed down considerably.

Chen Yang kicked it, hitting it squarely in the ribs.

"Oh!"

Mo Yuan flew straight out.

It crashed into the stone wall of the tomb passage with a thud, then bounced off and tumbled down.

"call out!"

A red rope flew out from Chen Yang's sleeve and, under the control of Chen Yang's mental power, quickly wrapped Mo Yuan, who was rolling on the ground, into a rice dumpling.

"what……"

Mo Yuan struggled angrily, but to no avail. The red rope bound him tightly, and the more he struggled, the tighter it became.

Resentment, fear, and a series of negative emotions filled his mind. The red light in his eyes faded, leaving only despair.

It had lived for hundreds of years and dealt with countless people, and it knew Chen Yang better than anyone. Begging for mercy in front of someone like him was utterly useless.

Even if it begs for mercy now and agrees to become Chen Yang's spirit pet, Chen Yang might not accept it, because no one would accept a spirit pet that could betray them at any time.

It's too strong, too threatening. Even if it wanted to, Chen Yang would never dare to raise it.

Therefore, when Chen Yang said there were two choices, there was actually only one: death.

Saying you'll take it as a pet is nothing more than wanting to give it hope, only to let it despair later.

Mo Yuan took a deep breath. Although it had long thought about this day, when the moment of death actually arrived, it found that it still could not be calm and was still terrified.

As Chen Yang walked towards it, Mo Yuan closed its eyes, trembling as it awaited judgment.

However, Chen Yang's long sword did not strike down for a long time.

It was puzzled, so it opened its eyes and looked.

But then Chen Yang formed a hand seal with his right hand, and a blood-red incantation seal appeared at his fingertips, which suddenly shot towards its brow.

This is……

Before Mo Yuan could react, the red light had already entered through its brow and quickly spread throughout its entire body.

In that instant, Mo Yuan felt his mind go blank, which was then filled with even greater fear.

"The Curse of Life and Death! You actually know the Curse of Life and Death!" Mo Yuan seemed to have lost his temper, his demeanor bordering on madness. "How could you do this? How dare you..."

Having just condensed a third-tier curse seal, Chen Yang felt his spirit almost completely drained, and a strong sense of drowsiness and fatigue swept over him.

Quickly take out a few bottles of Spirit Nourishing Pills and swallow them.

The effects of the medicine wore off, and his pale complexion improved slightly.

As expected, condensing a third-tier curse seal was still a bit too much of a stretch.

But this rat is too strong, and he doesn't feel comfortable using a second-tier spell seal.

Only a third-tier incantation seal can control the existence of the Dao True Realm.

Chen Yang's gaze returned to Mo Yuan.

It lay on the ground, as if it had experienced immense grief, and two lines of bloody tears even spilled from the corners of its eyes.

It's just a curse mark, why are you so sad? It's like you've been humiliated.

"You know about the Life and Death Curse?" Chen Yang asked with some doubt.

"More than just knowing."

After venting his anger, Mo Yuan felt utterly despondent. "Back then, Zhao Quanzhen used this Life and Death Curse to control me for over a hundred years. I served him diligently for a century before he finally lowered his guard with my sincerity and removed the curse from me. Do you know what kind of days those were?"

Chen Yang was taken aback upon hearing this.

It turns out that it not only knew about it, but had also experienced it firsthand.

He was once controlled by the curse of life and death for a hundred years. He was finally freed and lived a few hundred years of freedom. But now he's back?

No wonder it acted this way; if it were Chen Yang, he would definitely have collapsed too.

When Mo Yuan looked at Chen Yang, his eyes were filled with nothing but fear and despair.

This should be considered its second time being imprisoned, right?
Chen Yang didn't even need to explain it to it; it already knew how terrifying the Life and Death Curse Seal was, and even its gaze softened.

Chen Yang took out the Mountain Lord Seal, carried it with his spiritual power, and floated it in front of it.

Mo Yuan paused slightly upon seeing the Mountain Lord's Seal.

"Mountain Lord Seal? No, this is the Mountain Lord Seal of Mount Shu. How did it end up in your hands? The Mountain Lord Seal of Mount Shu has been lost for a thousand years..." When Mo Yuan saw the inscription below the seal, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The Mountain Lord Seal of Shushan was lost for a thousand years along with the sixteenth Mountain Lord Tan Jue. The next two Mountain Lords had no seal to use and used only imperial edicts as substitutes.

But now, this lost Mountain Lord Seal has actually appeared in the hands of this young man in front of me?

"Enough with the nonsense. Leave your spiritual imprint on this seal." Chen Yang gave the order without explanation.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan's expression changed several times.

It was perfectly clear about Chen Yang's purpose.

The Life and Death Curse Seal needs to be activated by the primordial spirit. Within the range of the caster's primordial spirit's perception, the life and death of the cursed person are all in the hands of their single thought.

In other words, as long as you run far enough away that the caster's spirit cannot sense you and cannot activate the power of the curse seal within you, you will not be at risk of the curse seal activating.

Once it leaves its spiritual mark on the Mountain Lord Seal, Chen Yang can find it anytime, anywhere through this mark, and his life and death will be controlled by it at any time, leaving him with no way to escape.

Moreover, since the Mountain Lord Seal is in Chen Yang's hands, it cannot erase the mark even if it wants to.

The Mountain Lord Seal, paired with the Life and Death Curse Seal, is simply a perfect match.

"I..."

Mo Yuan instinctively opened his mouth, but then felt that in the current situation, it seemed a bit inappropriate to refer to himself in that way, so he changed his form of address, "My primordial spirit has just dissipated and my spiritual power has been exhausted, so I cannot leave a mark!"

"Ah."

Chen Yang ignored its explanation, took out a bottle of Spirit Nourishing Pills, threw it over, and with a wave of his sleeve, retrieved the red rope.

Mo Yuan grabbed the medicine bottle that Chen Yang threw with both claws.

Chen Yang said, "It's a medicine to replenish my mental energy. If I take it, it will leave a mark on me."

Mo Yuan paused.

It knew that at this moment, it had no right to refuse, unless it wanted to die.

Does it want to die? Obviously not.

At this point, he had completely figured it out, so Chen Yang wouldn't bother to give it any more poison.

Mo Yuan grabbed the medicine bottle, tore off the cap, and drank the pills inside in one gulp.

Sure enough, after a short while, the parched spiritual platform began to regain its spiritual power.

Resigned to its fate, Mo Yuan closed its eyes and left its own spiritual imprint on the Mountain Lord Seal.

A moment later, he opened his eyes.

The Mountain Lord Seal flew back into Chen Yang's hand. After checking it and finding nothing amiss, Chen Yang put it away.

"I want to know, why didn't you kill me?" Mo Yuan looked at Chen Yang.

Why didn't he kill himself when he could have solved the problem with a single sword strike?

Just because you have a talent for treasure hunting?
Chen Yang said, "I'm not killing you because you're still useful. What, do you want to die?"

This fellow was, after all, Zhao Quanzhen's spirit pet, so he probably knew a lot of the secrets behind the severance of the Heavenly Road back then.

A spirit that has lived for hundreds of years and possesses such a background and identity is hard to find in this world.

Perhaps we can learn what happened back then from this mouse.

Furthermore, since this beast is Zhao Quanzhen's spirit pet, it might have the same curse mark as You Li. Killing it might bring about a calamity. Lu Lingfeng's miserable state that day is still vivid in my mind.

These are the reasons why Chen Yang didn't kill this beast.

Otherwise, given what this beast had done, Chen Yang wouldn't have needed to waste words with him; he would have killed him long ago.

Mo Yuan choked for a moment, then gritted his teeth, "It's better to live a miserable life than to die. Death is the only end, while living offers hope..."

"That's right, you see things very clearly."

A faint smile appeared on Chen Yang's lips. "From now on, follow me and do my work. If you do well, you will naturally be rewarded."

"Ah."

Mo Yuan chuckled lightly, as if to say, "What do you have to give me? I've seen everything, what do you have that I would even notice?"
"What can I say now that things have come to this?"

Mo Yuan shook its head, resigned to its fate. It stood up and looked up at Chen Yang, "You were able to find this place, which proves you've been here. What happened here? Where is the giant snake kept in this tomb?"

"died!"

Chen Yang answered crisply.

"died?"

Mo Yuan was taken aback. "How did he die?"

It was actually already mentally prepared. For four hundred years, there was no food or water here. Even if a Dao True Realm cultivator could absorb the earth vein energy to survive, it would probably be difficult to endure it.

"I killed him."

Chen Yang moved his lips slightly, giving Mo Yuan a cold answer.

"Did you kill him?"

Mo Yuan was stunned upon hearing this, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Chen Yang smiled. "What, you two are on good terms?"

"nature."

Mo Yuan did not deny it, "Although there were some misunderstandings and conflicts, both it and I once followed Zhao Quanzhen. It was just that it was unruly and Zhao Quanzhen was afraid that it would cause trouble after descending the mountain, so he had me lure it here and seal it up..."

"You sealed it off here?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang was somewhat surprised. It turned out that it was this rat that had sealed the mountain serpent here.

Mo Yuan nodded slightly, "I know its strength very well. If it were alive now, it wouldn't be any weaker than me. You are no match for it..."

"Ah."

Chen Yang chuckled and waved his sleeve.

"boom!"

A huge snake carcass was suddenly taken out of the system's inventory and landed in the tomb with a thud.

Its enormous size took up a large area.

(End of this chapter)