Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 523 I Can't Be the Only One to Suffer
Zhong Wu stared at the giant golden sword that was slanted into his neck, just a hair's breadth away from his carotid artery, his crotch already soaked with sweat.

It was just an inch off.

If he moved even a fraction to the right, his head would be severed on the spot!
The mortal Mo Yu slowly walked up to him and gently tapped downwards with his fingertip.

The golden greatsword hovering over his neck slowly pressed down, the scorching heat emanating from its blade already beginning to burn the flesh of his neck.

"This... this senior brother! Let's talk this out! Let's talk this out!"

Under the pressure of death, Zhong Wu's face was filled with flattery and fear. His legs went weak, and he was forced to kneel down with a "thump," not daring to move an inch.

With a sweep of his divine sense, the mortal Mo Yu didn't waste any words with him and directly took all the spirit beast bags and storage bags hanging on his body into his own palm.

Zhong Wu saw it all, and felt a pang of heartache, but dared not show the slightest reluctance on his face, still trying his best to put on a smiling face:
"Senior brother, what do you want to know, or what do you need me to do? I will answer any question you may have and go through fire and water for you!"

As long as the other party doesn't kill him immediately, it means he still has a chance to live.

"As a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain, you should know me."

Mo Yu, a mortal, fiddled with the bags in his hand and interrogated him with a smile, "Tell me everything you know. Including, what exactly was the attitude of your Spirit Beast Mountain towards me after the 'undercover incident' three years ago."

Zhong Wu swallowed hard, his face displaying a cowardly expression that was a mixture of fear and obsequiousness.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Mo Yu, your name is indeed well-known! Our sect leaders have been publicizing your help in capturing the demonic infiltrator from our Spirit Beast Mountain, urging all disciples to take you as their role model... Heh!"

The words are not finished yet.

Without warning, the golden giant sword slashed diagonally!
"Pfft!"

An arm, along with half a shoulder, was severed and fell into the dust.

"—!"

Zhong Wu gritted his teeth, his right hand tightly covering the bleeding wound. The intense pain contorted his face, and veins bulged.

He made heavy, wheezing breathing sounds from his throat, and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

The mortal Mo Yu's sword finger flashed with spiritual light, and the golden giant sword was once again placed against his neck.

"An arm is a small warning."

"If you try to outsmart me again, the next sword strike will be your head."

Zhong Wu no longer dared to have any thoughts of testing the waters.

Despite the excruciating pain, he poured out all the information he knew, like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

The managers within the sect openly praised him highly and called on their disciples to learn from him.

However, in private, he issued an assassination bounty on all core disciples above the tenth level of Qi Refining.

Mo Yu's head can be directly exchanged for a Foundation Establishment Pill!

At that time, countless top disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain were tempted by this.

Unfortunately, in the past three years, the mortal Mo Yu has not stepped out of Hanmei Peak, let alone left Huangfeng Valley.

The disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain who had specially gone to stake out the outskirts of Yellow Maple Valley lost patience after waiting for half a year and gave up in frustration.

This time, Mo Yu unexpectedly chose to participate in the Crimson Trial.

Several top disciples at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining from Spirit Beast Mountain had already secretly planned to join forces to ambush and kill him in the central area later.

When the time comes, whoever gets the final kill will get the Foundation Establishment Pill.

As he spoke, Zhong Wu secretly glanced at Mo Yu's expression out of the corner of his eye.

Upon hearing that someone was secretly plotting to kill him, the mortal Mo Yu remained calm and did not show much anger.

"Pick up your arm and get out of here. If you're quick, you might be able to get someone to put it back on before the flesh completely necroses."

"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Moyu, for sparing my life! Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Zhong Wu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He never expected that this guy would actually keep his promise and spare his life.

As if afraid that Mo Yu might suddenly change his mind, he picked up the severed arm from the ground and quickly stepped back.

Just as he was about to disappear from Mo Yu's sight, a hint of resentment flashed in Zhong Wu's eyes.

He suddenly turned around and shouted, "Senior Brother Mo Yu! I've remembered another piece of information that you might be interested in!"

"Twenty miles north of here, there is a basin called 'Qingze', which produces many rare and precious medicinal herbs such as Ganoderma lucidum and chrysanthemum."

"The disciples who participated in the Crimson Forbidden Land last time encountered an unknown cat-like demon beast here, which was extremely powerful! Of the three disciples who were with us at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, only one of them managed to escape alive!"

"I learned this news by chance from Senior Brother Lü Feng, a distant nephew of a Core Formation elder from our Spirit Beast Mountain. I see that you, Senior Brother Mo Yu, also seem to be skilled in the art of beast taming and possess extraordinary abilities. If you are interested, you might as well... go and take a look."

Mo Yu nodded and smiled, "I received the message. I'll go check it out. If there's any more good news like this next time, you can come find me again." This was precisely the effect he wanted by not killing anyone.

Zhong Wuchou forced a fake smile: "It's good that it can be of use to Senior Brother Moyu."

After saying that, he didn't linger any longer. Clutching his severed arm, he staggered and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

Mo Yu, a mortal, narrowed his eyes slightly.

A very crude strategy of using one enemy to devour another.

No, to be precise, it should be described as using someone else to do the dirty work.

Among the disciples of Huangfeng Valley who participated in the Blood Trial this time, besides him and Han Li, there were six others at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining.

The other cases were roughly the same, with fewer than ten people involved.

The only sect to send a large number of people this time was the Hidden Moon Sect, which, being the strongest of the seven sects, had about eleven or twelve members.

For these "chosen ones" who can only break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm by obtaining the Foundation Establishment Pill.

They are in the most intense competition with each other; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's a "life-or-death struggle."

In many cases, they even hoped that their sect's rivals would die sooner rather than later than the disciples of the opposing sects, so that fewer people would compete with them for the limited resources.

But this tactic is effective.

After all, why not do something that's beneficial? Anyway, he's got nothing better to do right now.

He suddenly realized a serious problem that he had overlooked.

"Wait a minute... In the original story, it seems that it was this Zhong Wu who gave Han Li a map, which led Han Li to accidentally discover the ancient cultivator's underground palace during his later exploration, and thus... his chance encounter with Nangong Wan!"

He looked down at the large bag in his hand, the spoils he had looted from Zhong Wu, and then glanced at the still-wet bloodstain on the ground.

Given Zhong Wu's current miserable state—severely weakened and without any protective magic treasures—he could probably be killed by any cultivator two minor levels lower than him.

Given his cunning nature, he would surely find a secluded corner to hide away and heal his injuries until the trial ended.

After all, he doesn't even have a single low-grade spirit stone right now, and his recovery speed is pitifully slow. He probably won't dare to show his face again.

that……

Nangong Wan, what should we do?!
Mo Yu, a mortal, shivered inexplicably.

He subconsciously looked up at the sky above, his mind a jumble of thoughts: 'The Time Dao Ancestor probably won't personally intervene against me, will he?'

'Hmm...at this point in time, the laws of time seem to be still in the hands of the ancient or modern. Then...what about the Lord of the Samsara Palace?'

Considering the scene of the Lord of Samsara Palace vying with Han Tianzun for Nangong Wan, he probably won't get involved.

They might even secretly thank themselves for preventing Nangong Wan, this beautiful and delicate cabbage, from being eaten by a pig.

'No, no, no!'

The mortal Mo Yu scratched his head again, 'Without Han Li interfering, Nangong Wan won't have died at the hands of the Mo Jiao, will she?!'

If the Lord of the Samsara Palace, who governs reincarnation, were to see Nangong Wan's soul beforehand and then follow the clues to discover the existence of this little butterfly flapping its wings haphazardly... wouldn't he reward him with a huge, "caring" beating?

'Or... should I go rescue them? Or, should I find a way to get this information to Han Li?'

Originally, Mo Yu, a mortal who had no intention of getting involved in this mess, just wanted to let things take their course and let the plot unfold.

But then he suddenly realized that because of his series of careless and reckless actions, he seemed to have no choice but to intervene.

"Holy crap!"

Mo Yu, a mortal, was in a very irritable mood.

He casually hurled the still-glowing golden greatsword in his hand into the distance!

……

In the dense forest not far away.

Zhong Wugang picked up a few pieces of "trash" that he had previously looked down upon from beside a cultivator's corpse, thinking to himself, "If only I hadn't looted so thoroughly before, I could have at least kept a little more."

"Now that's all, just a few low-grade spirit stones that are half-used. All the good stuff we scavenged before, we gave it all to that dog..."

Before he could finish speaking, a blinding golden light suddenly magnified in his field of vision!
Without a second thought, he immediately performed the "Tiger Landing Stance," prostrating himself on the ground!
"Whoosh-!"

Jin Guang wiped his scalp as he whizzed past, giving him a makeover in the process.

Zhong Wu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy in the direction of Mo Yu.

At the same time, I made a firm decision in my heart that from now on, I must get rid of this foul mouth habit!
(End of this chapter)