If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 314 Automatic Confession Chair

Meizhou no longer had anything to do with Li Yanmo and Zhuge Moer, so when Li Yanmo proposed returning to Qianzhou, Zhuge Moer stopped trying to stop him and stayed up all night to put together a plan to go back together. Shen Ziqing, however, said he still had a lot of work to do in Meizhou.

Li Yanmo was worried that Shen Ziqing would make a mistake due to his youthful impetuosity, so he secretly took a look at Shen Ziqing's work order.

However, Li Yanmo was not overthinking it. Many of the tasks that Shen Ziqing mentioned referred to the construction of various temples in Meizhou, similar to the Kitchen God Temple and the Wucai Shen Temple, which were dedicated to gods in folk legends.

Li Yanmo thought this was a good hobby, so he secretly added a zero to the budget behind the work order and hid a storage bag containing spirit stones inside it.

After finishing the job, Li Yanmo patted his butt and prepared to leave. Leng Ningshuang, as the daughter of the prime minister, planned to return with the expeditionary force to prevent some people from taking risks.

Although Huang Shangshang had already left the sect, only the top brass of the Huantian Sect knew about it. Meizhou was Huang Shangshang's hometown after all, and now that she had returned home with great success, Huang Shangshang planned to stay in Meizhou to help with the construction and, by the way, to help Li Yanmo identify potential talents. If she followed Li Yanmo, she would only be a particularly fragile vase.

In the end, only Zhuge Moer and Li Yanmo were left.

After this trip to Meizhou, the spirit stones that overflowed with prestige and experience were still stuck. After reflecting on it, Li Yanmo came to a conclusion.

It was all because of his cautiousness and lack of confidence in his apprentice's abilities, insisting on scouting the area himself. Shen Ziqing was so talented that he didn't need his master's care at all, so Li Yanmo decided to exclude himself from the expedition and slack off until it was over.

Zhongzhou? Absolutely not!
As long as he remained silent, what would the Daoist super sects remember him as a "mighty being" capable of summoning heavenly tribulations? Could they possibly suspect this powerful being was plotting something grand? The super sects had seen all sorts of grand occasions, but would they be afraid of a "mighty being" with unknown origins, even if they dared to pretend to obey Emperor Yu?
Anyway, I have already lost the spirit stones, so it’s time to stop.

Li Yanmo was determined to skip this major event, so he didn't plan to rush to Qianzhou. He thought the scenery along the way would be nice.

Zhuge Moer agreed with Li Yanmo's decision with both hands, and ran back and forth energetically, touching here and kicking there, like a six-year-old child.

However, after making a fuss for a while, Zhuge Moer was so tired that she yawned continuously. In order to be able to go back with Li Yanmo, she had not had much rest in the past few days. As soon as she relaxed, fatigue came over her.

Zhuge Moer opened her arms towards Li Yanmo and started to act coquettishly.

"Master, carry me—"

"it is good--"

Li Yanmo pinched Zhuge Moer's face, bent down and carried Zhuge Moer on his back.

At first, Zhuge Moer hugged Li Yanmo's neck and shook him from side to side, shouting, "Master, you've been fooled." But after a while, Zhuge Moer dropped his head and fell asleep, with his arms hanging in front of Li Yanmo, swaying gently with Li Yanmo's movements.

Looking at the sleeping face so close to him, Li Yanmo felt a lot more at ease.

It’s a pity that such tranquility was soon broken by shrill laughter.

The pressure from the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Stage fell mercilessly.

An old man in a black robe poked his body out from the void, laughing strangely, and looked at Li Yanmo with greed in his eyes.

"Hehehe—I knew I could catch a big fish! Boy, hand over what you got from the ancient cave! I'll give you a quick death!"

Li Yanmo rolled his eyes, and the oil dragon pattern emerged from Li Yanmo's sleeves, stretching out its claws to take off the human storage bag hanging on Li Yanmo's waist.

Seeing this, the old man was stunned at first, and then he was overwhelmed by the joy and felt dizzy, and even his breathing became extremely rapid.

"Dragon Mark!? You actually obtained a Dragon Mark from the Ancient Cave! Such a rare treasure is a waste for a mediocre Jindan cultivator like you to possess! Bring it to me!"

A pair of hands stretched out from the human race storage bag and stretched the human race storage bag to both sides. Accompanied by clanging sounds, Zhan Chi poked his upper body out from a mysterious space.

"..."

The cell door slammed shut with a clang, startling the old man sitting in the confessional chair. Zhan Chi clicked his tongue in annoyance, "Name."

"The Taoist with a Hundred Tongues."

"I asked for your real name!"

"...Zhang Niu," the old man shrank his neck, "but everyone calls me the Taoist of the Hundred Tongues."

Zhan Chi rolled his eyes and asked, "Tell me, why do you want to rob people on the road?"

"I heard three ancient caves appeared in Meizhou, and I'm itching to try them. I also heard that the Dayu Expeditionary Force is currently counting and verifying all cultivators in Meizhou. There must be some cultivators who dare not stay in Meizhou, fearing that the resources they obtained from the ancient caves will be stolen. I'm targeting these people. Life isn't easy..."

"How many have you squatted on?" Zhan Chi raised his eyes.

"...fifteen."

Zhang Niu grabbed the back of his head and laughed awkwardly, but under Zhan Chi's gaze, Zhang Niu's laughter became lower and lower, and his head lowered completely.

Zhan Chi sealed Zhang Niu's cultivation casually and dragged Zhang Niu, who was like a dead dog, back to the human storage bag.

Li Yanmo had a strange expression on his face.

I didn’t expect that this storage bag would actually come in handy.

……

Qianzhou.

Hong Muer and Hongxia came to Sunset City.

Sunset City, as the headquarters of the Tiexin Chamber of Commerce, has been completely transformed after eight years of development. It is now bustling with people and monks can be seen rising into the sky from time to time. It looks extremely lively.

"I say... why did we come here so secretly?" Hong Muer said with a face full of resentment.

She was an impatient person to begin with, and Li Yanmo's various behaviors also made her full of questions. She wished she could break through the fusion period on the spot and jump in front of Li Yanmo through continuous space.

But Hongxia told her that she couldn't do that. Not only could they not jump to Qianzhou through space, they also had to wander around like Wudao. What if they happened to pass by Qianzhou on the way?

"There are so many people around, and our identities are too sensitive. If people find out we're heading straight to Qianzhou, it will inevitably arouse their suspicion. Besides, Li Yanmo isn't among those who left Meizhou recently, so we won't be able to see him if we come to Qianzhou too early."

What convinced Hong Muer was the second half of Hong Xia's words.

But in addition to this doubt, Hong Muer had another question.

"Then what is this?" Hong Muer pointed to the collar around her neck. A silver-white chain extended from the collar and was held in Hongxia's hand.

"Of course, it's a necessary measure to prevent you from disobeying," Hongxia replied with a smile. "This thing also has a formation that affects cognition. To others, you're just... Never mind. You can't make the decision anyway."

Hong Muer didn't know what she looked like to others, but Hongxia's eyes, which were filled with hidden joy, had already given her the answer.

"Untie me quickly!!!"

Hong Mu'er pounced towards Hong Xia, but just as she jumped up, the silver chain suddenly came alive and tied Hong Mu'er from head to toe, leaving only her head exposed. One chain also bound Hong Mu'er's mouth, and her two cute little canine teeth were stuck, completely preventing Hong Mu'er from swearing too vulgarly.

(End of this chapter)