Not to mention that this is the dojo of a Saint of Creation, it lacks even a saintly Dao city. Even if it weren’t a Saint of Creation’s dojo, the absence of a Dao city would fail to attract cultivators.
But today, a massive stone appeared silently outside Cloud Abyss. Stepping off the stone were none other than Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji.
“This bloke really knows how to pick a spot. This place is nice,” Lan Xiaobu remarked as he stepped off the Seven Realm Stone. Since arriving in the Land of Eternal Life, he’d been constantly on the move. These saints not only occupied the best cultivation dojos but also occasionally wreaked havoc on lower-level cosmic planes.
“The good dojos in the Land of Eternal Life all have masters. Cloud Abyss Dojo is definitely among the top five. But I’ve heard the best is the Saint of Eternal Life’s Long Sky Palace. If we can pull off taking down the Saint of Reflection, I suggest we go for the Saint of Eternal Life next. With the speed of your Seven Realm Stone, by the time the Saint of Eternal Life learns we’ve taken out the Saint of Reflection, we’ll already be at Long Sky Palace,” Mo Wuji said with a smile, feeling quite pleased.
After years of being hunted by these Saints of Creation, it was finally his turn to strike back.
“Sounds good, but we need to set things up here first. Wuji, you handle the void array patterns, and I’ll set up the Cosmic Mill,” Lan Xiaobu replied.
…
While Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji were setting up various restrictive arrays and treasures outside Cloud Abyss, the saints at the Heavenly Secret Bone were still waiting for their arrival.
The Saint of Heavenly Secret sat with his eyes closed, his heart filled with dread.
He had deduced that the next in danger wasn’t himself, Xing Pingyuan, but the Saint of Reflection, Xu Beizhong. He glanced instinctively at the Saint of Reflection, who sat with closed eyes, unsure whether to speak up.
But he soon closed his eyes again. As a cultivator of the Heavenly Secret Great Dao, he sensed an intense crisis. He refrained from deducing the other saints’ situations, focusing instead on his own predicament.
If he told the Saint of Reflection that Mo Wuji and Lan Xiaobu’s next target was him, they’d likely all leave to ambush the two outside the Saint of Reflection’s cave. But he had a premonition: even if all four of them went to surround Mo Wuji and Lan Xiaobu, they wouldn’t be able to handle them, perhaps not even injure them. If the two escaped, he, the Saint of Heavenly Secret, would surely be their next target. The four Saints of Creation couldn’t stay together forever, and with his Dao damaged from deducing the Heavenly Secret, he was the most vulnerable.
Moreover, as time passed, his danger grew. With Mo Wuji and Lan Xiaobu’s Great Daos, their strength increased daily. Once they reached the Realm-Developing stage, the four Saints of Creation might become a joke.
At this thought, the Saint of Heavenly Secret opened his eyes, deciding to tell the others that Mo Wuji and Lan Xiaobu might have gone to Cloud Abyss.
Just then, the Saint of Eternal Life spoke up. “With Mo Wuji and Lan Xiaobu’s speed, if they were coming to the Heavenly Secret Bone, they should’ve arrived by now. Since they haven’t, could they have gone elsewhere?”
The Saint of Heavenly Secret seized the moment. “I suspect they might have gone to the Saint of Reflection’s Cloud Abyss Dojo.”
After saying this, he made up his mind: he wouldn’t join the effort to reinforce Cloud Abyss. The only thing he needed to do was leave the Land of Eternal Life. While the Saint of Eternal Life and the others went to intercept Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji, he would escape. Otherwise, if the two targeted him, he’d be in grave danger.
He knew there must be a fourth step beyond Saint of Creation. Since that existed, what was the point of staying in the Land of Eternal Life? After losing his heaven-opening treasures, he no longer held his former status here and faced threats from Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji. There was no reason to remain.
The Saint of Reflection frowned slightly. “My turf?”
“It’s also possible they went to my dojo or the Saint of Thunder’s. Those two are extremely cunning, and with a weapon like the Cosmic Mill, if they ambush us, the consequences could be dire,” the Saint of Eternal Life said gravely.
“I trust Brother Heavenly Secret’s judgment. If he suspects they went to Cloud Abyss, let’s head there together. If you, Saint of Eternal Life, and Saint of Reflection can hold them for three breaths, I’m confident I can kill them,” the Saint of Thunder said firmly.
The Saint of Reflection remained silent. He hadn’t taken Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji seriously before, but after they killed the Saint of Heaven and Earth, he couldn’t dismiss them. Hearing the Saint of Heavenly Secret say they’d gone to his Cloud Abyss Dojo, he felt a twinge of apprehension.
“No time to waste—let’s go now,” the Saint of Eternal Life said, standing up.
The Saint of Heavenly Secret, however, said, “I won’t go. My Dao is damaged, and I’d be of little help. Besides, now is the best time for me to restore my Dao foundation.”
“But, Brother Heavenly Secret, what if those two still come here?” the Saint of Thunder said with concern.
The Saint of Heavenly Secret smiled faintly. “Though my Dao foundation is damaged, this isn’t the Great Burial Dao Plain. Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji likely killed the Saint of Heaven and Earth there, but this is my turf. Even if they surround me, they can’t kill me.”
The Saint of Eternal Life nodded. “Alright, the three of us will go. Brother Heavenly Secret, if you face any danger, message us immediately.”
After the three left, the Saint of Heavenly Secret didn’t hesitate for a moment. He summoned his flight treasure and fled. Though he didn’t know how to reach the fourth step, he knew how to leave the Land of Eternal Life—without using the Eternal Life Talisman.
Until he reached the fourth step, he might never return. He had a premonition: the era of the seven Saints of Creation in the Land of Eternal Life was over. The next era belonged to Mo and Lan, and he didn’t want to be their stepping stone.
…
“Wuji, something feels off. If we keep lying in wait like this, won’t the prey get suspicious over time?” Lan Xiaobu, after lurking for a while, felt a vague unease.
Mo Wuji’s voice came through. “Your instincts are right—I feel it too. If I’m not mistaken, the problem lies with the Saint of Heavenly Secret. That bloke’s skilled at deduction. It’s not impossible for him to figure out we’re ambushing here. My Heavenly Secret Disk can shield our Heavenly Secret, but it can’t shield the Saint of Reflection’s.”
“Keep waiting or leave?” Lan Xiaobu’s voice asked.
“Let’s go. They’re already here, and there’s three of them. We can’t take them on yet,” Mo Wuji said, raising a hand to retract all the void array patterns. Lan Xiaobu quickly retrieved the Cosmic Mill and summoned the Seven Realm Stone.
Just as the Seven Realm Stone tore through the void and left, the Saint of Eternal Life and the other two landed at their ambush spot.
“Crafty bastards, they were really here to ambush Brother Reflection,” the Saint of Eternal Life said, his face dark.
The Saint of Reflection said nothing, his expression grim. If not for the Saint of Eternal Life’s alertness and the Saint of Heavenly Secret’s mention, today might’ve been the day he followed in the Saint of Heaven and Earth’s footsteps.
“I didn’t see the Saint of Heavenly Secret. Should we head back and take him out now?” Lan Xiaobu, standing on the Seven Realm Stone, chuckled.
Mo Wuji shook his head. “No need—it’s too late. The three of them knew we were targeting the Saint of Reflection so quickly because the Saint of Heavenly Secret tipped them off. Since he warned them but didn’t come himself, going after him now would be a wasted trip. He’s probably long gone.”
“Where to, then?” Lan Xiaobu asked.
“To the Creation Market. There’s a teleportation array there that goes straight to the Great Cosmos Dao City. I’m going to wipe out the Great Cosmos Saint completely. I’m absolutely certain that bastard is holed up in Great Cosmos Saint City, plotting a comeback. I’ll make sure he doesn’t rise again. That wretch dared to annihilate my Rootless God Realm. I’ve been on the run all this time, unable to deal with him, but now let’s see how I take him down,” Mo Wuji said.
With the Seven Realm Stone’s speed, reaching the Creation Market was a matter of minutes.
The stone landed outside the market. Lan Xiaobu tossed out a handful of array flags, and Mo Wuji set up a pile of void array patterns. Then the two swaggered into the Creation Market.
Despite their wanted posters hanging outside, no one recognized Lan Xiaobu or Mo Wuji amidst the bustling crowd.
Suddenly, Lan Xiaobu quickened his pace, blocking a hemp-robed cultivator with a grin. “Friend Dameng, fancy meeting you again so soon.”
The hemp-robed cultivator’s face paled at the sight of Lan Xiaobu. He instinctively stepped back, then said in a low voice, “Lan Xiaobu, our grudge ended in the Rootless God Realm. This is the Land of Eternal Life—you’re you, and I’m me. Besides, this is the Saints of Creation’s market. If I raise my voice, you won’t walk away today.”
Lan Xiaobu laughed heartily. “Lou Yiyi, go ahead and shout. Let’s see if your Grandpa Bu can’t walk away. But whether I do or not, you, Lou Yiyi, won’t live past today.”
