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

Chapter 528 Gan Rushuang Invites Mo Yu
"Sigh, another one that's unusable."

On the tower at the deepest part of the Crimson Forbidden Land, Xiang Zhili stood alone, his hands behind his back.

He casually drew a spatial rift and looked at the surging spatial turbulence within. Although he was prepared, he still couldn't hide his disappointment and shook his head.

"Is it really true that the human realm can no longer ascend to the spirit realm?"

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes showed signs of fatigue.

For over a thousand years, he has changed his identity and traveled to all the ancient ruins in the human world that are recorded, all in order to find a stable spatial passage to the spirit world.

Unfortunately, he did find quite a few spatial nodes.

Without exception, all of them were rendered unusable due to the raging spatial storms.

Xiang Zhili stroked his white beard lightly, a sense of powerlessness rising in his heart.

The lifespan of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator is only about two thousand years, but he is already nearly two thousand years old.

If he cannot ascend to the Spirit Realm soon, and it is delayed for several hundred years, even if he is lucky enough to ascend, he will not have enough time to break through to the next realm.

All that awaited him was still death!
But the human world is simply too vast.

Without accurate coordinates, if he continues searching place by place like this, he might not find it even after his lifespan has run out.

As one of the top beings in this world, how could Xiang Zhili be willing to die such a pathetic death on this barren land when he clearly had the potential to advance further?

"That little guy's primordial spirit... seems to have grown stronger again. Just now it was only close to the Core Formation stage, but now it has truly reached the strength of a Core Formation cultivator!"

Xiang Zhili squinted, the entire Crimson Forbidden Land enveloped by his divine sense.

To be able to so rapidly increase the strength of one's primordial spirit without increasing one's own cultivation level...

"This kid is either a remnant soul that has been reborn and is gradually recovering his primordial spirit; or he is exceptionally talented and a reincarnation of a true immortal!"

"Perhaps...this could be a turning point?"

……

The central area of ​​the forbidden zone.

This area occupies a significant portion of the entire Crimson Forbidden Land.

It can be further divided into three layers from the inside out.

The outermost layer is an endless ring wall.

The city wall is entirely constructed of massive stones. The sheer scale of the project could only have been accomplished by a powerful empire, mobilizing the entire nation's resources, employing millions of laborers, and taking a century, if not by divine intervention.

Here, there is a no-flying restriction set up by ancient cultivators.

Mo Yu's spirit boat slowly came to a stop in front of a huge bronze gate.

Gan Rushuang turned around and glanced at the disciples who were following behind her.

This time, about twenty pairs of disciples from the Hidden Moon Sect entered the forbidden area, totaling forty people.

Thanks to Mo Yu's spirit boat, on the very first day they entered the forbidden area, before the sun had even set, they had already gathered most of the lost disciples together.

Therefore, most of the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect survived this time.

In the original story, due to poor communication, the journey was delayed until the third day. Even with Nangong Wan's secret protection, only seven pairs of disciples from the Hidden Moon Sect, plus three scattered individuals, a total of seventeen people, survived.

With the guidance of Mo Yu's spirit boat, fifteen teams of disciples, plus one person, gathered two and a half days ahead of schedule, for a total of thirty-one people!
"Senior Brother Mo Yu, you are now alone, deep within the ranks of my Hidden Moon Sect's main force. What do you say?"

Gan Rushuang turned her head, looking at the calm-looking young man beside her with a half-smile, and said in a somewhat joking tone: "If I were to gather all my disciples right now to surround you here and drain you dry, would you be afraid?"

"You can give it a try." The mortal Mo Yu's eyes were calm as he met her gaze.

The two gazed at each other silently.

a long time.

"Grandmaster, all the disciples have gathered."

A beautiful and graceful female disciple quickly stepped forward and bowed to Gan Rushuang.

As she bent over, the wide hem of her dress was pulled by gravity, stretching into a rounded arc, as if it might break free from its restraint at any moment.

Gan Rushuang ignored her, her beautiful eyes still fixed on the young man in front of her, as if trying to find even the slightest bit of surprise and panic in his eyes.

Unfortunately, no.

"You... you already guessed my identity? When?"

Mo Yu, a mortal, stood with his hands behind his back, feigning profundity and offering no reply.

Gan Rushuang didn't care, and simply lifted the chin of the female disciple who was still bowing.

The female disciple was forced to raise her head, her almond-shaped eyes filled with humiliation, yet she dared not resist at all, making her appear even more pitiful and endearing.

"What do you think of her looks?" Gan Rushuang asked Mo Yu.

Mo Yu, a mortal, remained silent.

Gan Rushuang narrowed her eyes slightly, glancing at the other disciples behind her who were silent as cicadas in fear, and said in a low voice, "Mo Yu, join our Hidden Moon Sect."

"If you agree, I will personally invite the Grand Elder of our sect to accept you as his personal disciple. From now on, all the resources of the sect will be poured into you. All the female disciples in the sect, regardless of their status, will be given to you as your concubines, whichever one you fancy."

Upon hearing this, all the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect present were greatly shocked!
In particular, a handsome male disciple standing at the very front of the group was extremely anxious, his face turning deathly pale!

The reason is that the female disciple whose chin was being held by the grandmaster and displayed as "goods" was none other than Zhao Yuan, one of the "Two Beauties of the Hidden Moon," and also... his nominal Daoist partner!

Okay, for now we're just fellow trainees.

But he had long regarded her as his own possession, and often felt extremely proud to be able to possess such a beautiful woman of such status.

But now, his master was about to give her away to someone else as a concubine right in front of him?!

How could he accept this!
He wanted to speak up to stop him, but no matter what he did, he couldn't take another step forward with his slightly raised foot, and in the end, he could only awkwardly withdraw it.

The two people in front of him were people he couldn't muster the slightest courage to face.

Needless to say, Gan Rushuang is the only Core Formation Elder in the sect whose word is law.

As for that seemingly ordinary boy... he had already witnessed his strength firsthand before.

Not long ago, he was targeted by Han Tianya, the infamous "transvestite" of Huadaowu. Despite using all his skills, he could only defend himself in a sorry state.

But the young man merely slashed a sword light from the spirit boat, yet the arrogant Han Tianya had to retreat.

Although everyone is at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining.

However, the difference in their strength is like heaven and earth, and cannot be compared.

What surprised him even more, and even puzzled him, was that, in his view, no man in the world could refuse such a condition!
However, the mortal Mo Yu politely declined.

"Now that everyone is here, let's go inside."

"Also, don't forget our previous agreement. I want a portion of every single spiritual herb that your Hidden Moon Sect has harvested this time!" As he spoke, the mortal Mo Yu pushed open the bronze door in front of him and walked straight in.

"Tsk."

Gan Rushuang casually released Zhao Yuan's chin, watching Mo Yu's retreating figure, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: 'No wonder he was able to overcome his inner demons during the Qi Refining stage. His mental fortitude is truly remarkable; he's not so easily fooled.'

Seeing Gan Rushuang quickly follow Mo Yu through the bronze gate, the male disciple rushed forward to comfort his Daoist partner: "Yuan'er, are you alright? Our Grandmaster..."

"Senior brother, please have some self-respect."

Zhao Yuan remained calm and avoided his contact, not even glancing at him again. She simply stared at the boy's back, which had already disappeared behind the door. "Also, don't call me 'Yuan'er' anymore. You and I are just fellow disciples."

At this moment, there was no trace of the pitiful look on her face.
The male disciple was completely stunned.

What he cherished as a treasure was nothing more than roadside dust in the eyes of that boy, something he would not even bother with.

His "treasure" was alienated from him without hesitation because of a tentative jest from his master.

Even if... it's just to become one of someone else's many concubines, and it's only a possibility.

The disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect followed one after another inside.

Several male disciples who were relatively close to him could only pat him on the shoulder with pity as they passed by, as a gesture of comfort.

Passing through the outer ring wall scenic area.

The middle layer is a huge ring-shaped mountain range completely shrouded in a thick, impenetrable white mist, making its specific outline impossible to discern.

Even the mortal Mo Yu couldn't help but sigh when he looked back at the outer city wall.

Even in terms of creativity alone, cultivators are incredibly powerful!

The productivity that any Nascent Soul stage cultivator can unleash is comparable to that of a modern country in his previous life.

"The fog on this mountain is too vast and too thick! Divine senses will be suppressed to the limit here. Even cultivators who venture deep into it will find it pitch black and will be completely lost in the fog after only a few steps."

Gan Rushuang followed him, standing shoulder to shoulder, and together they looked up at the mountains shrouded in mist: "And within these mountains, there are ancient cultivators' dwellings such as caves, secret valleys, and stone palaces, as well as various kinds of spiritual herbs that have long been extinct in the outside world. It can be said that this place is truly a blood-red forbidden land full of treasures for our seven sects."

Mo Yu glanced at her and said, "There's no need to repeat this kind of common information to me again. Tell me something I don't know."

Gan Rushuang remained silent for a while.

She almost forgot that Mo Yu was, after all, Hong Fu's personal disciple.

Huangfeng Valley will definitely give him a complete copy of the detailed information about the Crimson Forbidden Land.

Originally, she wanted to take the opportunity to show off the "Moon Sun Pearl," which their predecessors of the Hidden Moon Sect had spent generations developing to specifically counteract the fog in this place, as well as the powerful foundation of their Hidden Moon Sect, in order to continue to tempt Mo Yu.

“This time, it’s Tianque Fort’s turn to keep the ‘Moonlight Pearl.’ According to the agreement between the seven sects, they will not use the pearl to dispel the fog until the third day. I don’t want to wait that long.”

Gan Rushuang stretched out her slender hand, reaching into the cool mist. Faint roars of beasts could be heard from the mountains.
"Although my cultivation level has been reduced to the Qi Refining stage, my divine sense is still intact. Even with some suppression in this mist, I can still barely probe a radius of two hundred feet."

Her meaning was clear: she wanted to rely on her divine sense to lead everyone through the dangers of this fog and get through!

As for how many people will die from doing this, we can tell from Gan Rushuang's indifference to Mo Yu's killing of another member of the Yanyue Sect, the Yanyue Twin Beauties.

She didn't care.

Upon hearing this, all the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect turned pale.

Before the "Moonlight Pearl" was forged, this misty mountain range was a truly desolate place where people would be devoured without spitting out their bones!
Countless talented disciples of the seven sects' predecessors have lost their way here, ultimately perishing silently.

And that was merely an exploration of the outer perimeter of the middle layer! Their goal this time is to delve deeper inside!
But how could they dare disobey their master's orders?
In an instant, everyone turned their pleading eyes to the boy standing side by side with Gan Rushuang.

It seems that only he could persuade this willful grandmaster.

It's just a couple of days, what's the big deal?

If all else fails, then we can go find the Tianque Fortress disciple who has the precious pearl, put a knife to his neck, and force him to dispel the fog ahead of schedule!
Under the eager gaze of the crowd, the mortal Mo Yu stepped forward thoughtfully.

Then, a faint golden light suddenly emanated from his body!

The thick fog all around seemed to melt away in large swaths, just like snow meeting the blazing sun.

'Sure enough, I sensed before that there were traces of Yin energy within this mist.'

The Yang spiritual root's ability to specifically counter Yin and evil things is much stronger than the mortal Mo Yu had imagined.

Gan Rushuang's lips twitched slightly.

The thick fog that had previously made it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face had, although not completely dissipated, become extremely thin, at least enough for cultivators to see their surroundings clearly.

"how did you do it?"

Mo Yu, a mortal, tilted his head and thought for a moment before answering seriously, "Talent?"

Gan Rushuang was speechless.

Her ancestors of the Hidden Moon Sect spent the efforts and wisdom of several generations to painstakingly create that "Moon Sun Pearl"...

The shocks experienced by this young man were so numerous that they had become somewhat numb.

She was too lazy to care about any of that now, and just wanted to achieve her ultimate goal as soon as possible: "How much fog can you dispel?"

Mo Yu, a mortal, did not answer.

He spread his arms wide and actively activated the pure Yang spiritual energy within his body.

The thick fog, covering an area of ​​a hundred meters, gradually thinned under the golden light.

"That's about it. Any more and it'll be too taxing, and I'm afraid I won't be able to last much longer."

As he spoke, he took out two mid-grade wood-attribute spirit stones from his storage bag and held them in his hand, looking like he was "very weak and needed to replenish his mana."

You should know that before, he flew around in the sky in his spirit boat for most of the day, and he didn't rely on spirit stones to restore his spiritual power.

Gan Rushuang glanced thoughtfully at the sun, which was obscured by the thick fog, and thought to herself, 'It seems that only in sunlight, or rather... in places where yang energy is abundant, can his spiritual power be inexhaustible?'

She took out twenty mid-grade wood spirit stones from her storage bag and pushed them in front of him.

"These are all the wood-attribute spirit stones I have. You can use them for now. If it's not enough, I'll ask my disciples to gather some more for you."

Mo Yu, a mortal, did not refuse. With a wave of his hand, he put all the spirit stones into his storage bag.

With him, this "human little sun," leading the way, the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect behind them breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if the visibility is only a hundred meters, it's still better than not being able to see your hand in front of your face!

Moreover, they now have a large number of people and are powerful, with two super Cs, Gan Rushuang and Mo Yu, by their side.

Although there are many dangerous monsters in the ring-shaped mountain range, most of them exist alone.

With their current lineup, visibility of around 100 meters is sufficient for them to react and respond.

(End of this chapter)