If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

The second floor of the Sutra Repository.

The air was filled with the musty smell of old paper.

Mo Chengyue sat amidst a mountain of books that nearly reached the roof.

His eyes were lifeless.

The dark circles under his eyes are so heavy they're comparable to those of a national treasure.

At this moment, he...

He was flipping through the ancient book in his hands with an astonishing skill.

Holding the book in his left hand.

His right thumb moved rapidly along the edge of the book page.

"Splash—"

The sound of pages turning blended together.

This speed.

It doesn't look like reading at all.

It appears as if someone is fanning the book to cool it down.

This is Mo Chengyue's self-created unique skill—the Quantum Fluctuation Information Input Method.

of course.

He made up that name himself.

In essence, it involves using the powerful divine sense of someone in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage to forcibly imprint the text and images into their sea of ​​consciousness.

As for understanding?

That's something to process gradually later.

The current task is to save it to the hard drive.

"The Complete Illustrated Guide to Ancient Herbs... saved."

"On Postpartum Care and Cooking in Warcraft"... What the heck is this? Save it.

"The 108 Life-Saving Techniques in the Immortal-Demon Battlefield (Fragment)... This is good, I'll mark it as important."

Mo Chengyue felt his brain throbbing.

My mind is about to explode.

The processing temperature of the brain's CPU is about to exceed the warning line.

But he dared not stop.

Two more months.

The legendary battlefield between immortals and demons is about to begin.

That was a real meat grinder.

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You won't even know how you died.

"Ugh."

"This is so hard for me."

"Others cultivate immortality to defy fate and change their destiny."

"My cultivation of immortality is about competing with the King of Hell for KPIs."

Mo Chengyue let out a long sigh.

He casually tossed the jade slip he had finished reading into the bamboo basket behind him.

"Thump."

The bamboo basket is full.

He stretched out a big yawn.

The spine emitted a series of popping sounds, like popping beans.

I was just about to take out that bottle of treasured goji berry tea to nourish my body.

Sudden.

"BOOM—!!!"

The entire library suddenly trembled.

Dust settled on the bookshelf.

Mo Chengyue's teacup trembled.

The scalding hot tea was poured directly onto his crotch.

"Awooo—!"

A bloodcurdling scream echoed through the silent second floor.

Mo Chengyue covered his private parts.

His face was contorted.

He almost died on the spot.

"Which bastard is doing this demolition?!"

"Don't they have any sense of public morality?!"

He inhaled the cold air.

He hopped on one foot toward the window.

He pushed the window open.

The view outside the window made him forget the pain.

All that could be seen was the direction of Biyun Peak, several miles away.

A beam of light, an intensely emerald green.

They ignored the barrier of the mountain-protecting formation.

It violently pierced through the clouds.

Within that pillar of light.

It contains a terrifying vitality that makes one's heart pound.

The vegetation within a radius of a hundred miles was drawn to this aura.

It began to grow wildly.

Originally, it was just a bare crevice in the rock.

In an instant, tender green vines sprouted.

Those flowers that happen to be in full bloom at this moment.

They bloomed in a frenzy, reaching their fullest potential.

The entire Hehuan Sect.

It instantly transformed into a green ocean.

The fragrance of the flowers was so strong it was almost suffocating.

"This is……"

Mo Chengyue's pupils contracted slightly.

This unreasonable burst of vitality.

This extraordinary phenomenon resonates with the heavens and earth.

Wood-attribute Heavenly Spiritual Root.

Impacting the formation of the Golden Core.

"Su Qingying?"

That name popped into his mind.

Apart from the Ice Goddess of Biyun Peak, who carries a deep-seated hatred and searches the world for the "lecherous thief".

No one else has such qualifications.

at this time.

On the square below the Sutra Repository.

A large crowd of onlookers had already gathered to watch the spectacle.

Those outer disciples who were originally worried about a few spirit stones.

At this moment, everyone is craning their necks.

His mouth was so wide open it could fit an egg.

"Holy crap! That's the direction of Biyun Peak!"

"Such a huge commotion, are they trying to tear a hole in the sky?"

"This strange phenomenon... is it the Azure Dragon of Wood? Or the myriad phenomena of the universe?"

"It's terrible to be uncultured."

An inner disciple holding a folding fan, trying to appear refined, snorted coldly.

"Look at the faint outline of wings emerging in that pillar of light."

"This is clearly the legendary mythical beast—the Azure Phoenix!"

"The blue phoenix soars through the sky, and all trees welcome spring."

"This is Senior Sister Su Qingying forming her Core!"

The crowd erupted in chaos.

"What?! Core Formation?!"

"If I remember correctly, Senior Sister Su is only in the late Foundation Establishment stage, right?"

"Is this the terror of a Celestial Spiritual Root?"

"Damn it! Is this the difference between people?"

"I'm still losing hair because of the bottleneck in the Foundation Establishment stage."

"They've already started their assault on the Golden Core Path, the path that has driven countless people to despair."

"Stop talking, my Dao heart is shattered."

"I want to go back to sleep; you can dream about anything."

A group of people sighed and groaned.

The air was filled with the sour smell of fermented lemons.

This is the reality of the cultivation world.

Talent determines the ceiling.

Resources determine speed.

Someone like Su Qingying, who has both talent and resources, is a cheat code.

They were born specifically to attack others.

Mo Chengyue leaned against the windowsill.

He took out a handful of spiced melon seeds from his storage bag.

Kneeling.

While gazing at the magnificent sight in the distance.

His eyes held a complex expression.

"Spiritual root cultivators are truly blessed by heaven."

He spat out a sunflower seed shell.

There was a hint of envy in his tone.

But it was only a little bit.

The formation of the Golden Core in the spiritual root system.

Although it was a big commotion, very grand, and looked dazzling.

But to put it bluntly...

It involves condensing a high-density energy ball in the dantian.

That is in accordance with the way of Heaven.

This is commonly known as "an obedient good child".

Father Tiandao was happy.

There will also be some auspicious omens and rewards.

For example, the current situation where all trees are flourishing in spring.

But this thing.

There is an upper limit.

He followed the ancient path.

That's going against the will of Heaven.

It's like snatching food from the hands of Heaven.

It is to cultivate oneself into an indestructible and indestructible "Primordial Golden Elixir".

We don't need these fancy, fantastical visions.

All you need to do is withstand the destructive lightning tribulation that the Heavenly Dao will unleash.

Survive.

That is, invincible among those of the same level.

Their combat power completely overwhelms these so-called geniuses with spiritual roots.

"Everyone has their own way of living."

"Go your own way."

I'll cross my own narrow bridge.

"As long as you don't come and cut me."

Mo Chengyue touched his nose somewhat guiltily.

after all.

It was in that cave on Wanqi Mountain back then.

He was referring to Senior Sister Su, who was about to reach the Core Formation stage.

They saw everything.

He even took someone else's "first time".

Although it was to save lives.

Although he was forced to do it.

But such words.

Who would believe that if I told them?

Especially that woman, now all she can think about is killing someone to cover it up.

"no."

"She's gotten stronger."

"This means my danger level has skyrocketed."

"My disguise could have been barely fooled before."

"Wait until she becomes a Core Formation stage cultivator."

"Divine sense strength has doubled."

"Your intuition will also become more acute."

"That 'Little White Dragon in the Waves' persona might not be able to stay hidden any longer."

Mo Chengyue felt a sudden toothache.

The sunflower seeds in his hand suddenly lost their aroma.

"Rage—!!!"

Just then.

A bird's song, clear and melodious.

It broke through the barriers of space.

It exploded directly in the depths of everyone's soul.

The emerald green beam of light suddenly contracted.

All the light.

All life.

At this moment.

All of them converged at a certain point on the summit of Biyun Peak.

Followed by.

A gigantic phantom of a blue phoenix.

It spirals up from the top of Biyun Peak.

It is composed of pure wood-based spiritual energy.

Every feather is incredibly lifelike.

It spread its wings.

It blocked out half the sky.

That terrifying pressure that belonged to a Core Formation stage expert.

It poured down without reservation.

"Thump."