Mo Fan’s Water-Moon Avatar and his main body appeared to each possess their own intelligence, but in fact both were controlled by Mo Fan’s original consciousness.
Simply put, the thoughts in both bodies belonged to Mo Fan.
This was a very peculiar sensation, like turning his usual internal monologue into a face-to-face conversation. It seemed perfectly normal, yet in reality it was all just Mo Fan himself.
There was one issue that troubled Mo Fan somewhat: with his current mental energy, although he could briefly control both bodies, it placed a heavy strain on his spirit.
If used in combat, the exhaustion would be even greater.
“It seems that in future, when controlling the avatar, the main body should avoid complex actions. Otherwise, with my current mental strength, I simply cannot sustain the movements of both bodies.”
Mo Fan sighed inwardly. After discovering this drawback, he quickly thought of a solution.
That would be the Tianlu Sacred Ground’s Tianlu Divine Derivation Art!
He had once captured a core disciple of Tianlu Sacred Ground in the Dragon Ruins and learned this supreme technique from the disciple’s memories.
The Tianlu Divine Derivation Art was a method specifically for cultivating divine sense and spirit!
Even now, Mo Fan still had part of the Tianlu Divine Derivation Art in his mind, though it was incomplete.
“I once fought that fellow Jiang Wu. He had clearly practised the Tianlu Divine Derivation Art as well, and it manifested even more powerfully in him. It was no longer just strong divine sense, but had evolved into a form of divine sense attack!”
“This shows that the Tianlu Divine Derivation Art is indeed helpful for strengthening mental power!”
Mo Fan murmured to himself, also thinking of that fellow Situ Yunzhen, who seemed to have cultivated the Tianlu Divine Derivation Art to its pinnacle. His divine sense attacks were so powerful that even experts of the same realm feared them.
“It looks like I need to find time to properly cultivate the Tianlu Divine Derivation Art. If the opportunity arises, I could even acquire the latter half that focuses on attack methods!”
At this thought, Mo Fan’s gaze gradually brightened.
Next, he began considering matters concerning the avatar.
Although the Water-Moon Avatar now possessed Golden Core stage cultivation, it lacked any cultivation techniques.
This was akin to a martial arts master who had inner strength but no moves, leaving Mo Fan somewhat depressed.
He pondered for a long time. The strongest technique he possessed that the avatar could practise was the Great Five Elements Crystal immortal method, but its requirements were far too harsh, needing top-grade spirit stones as support. Thus, Mo Fan had to abandon the idea of practising it.
“The foundation of any cultivation technique lies in breathing and energy absorption, which is key to drawing in heaven and earth spiritual energy. The only one I have is the Great Sun Breathing Method…”
“No, wait, I have it!”
Mo Fan quickly recalled something. A tiger pattern suddenly emerged on his forehead, followed by a mass of ghostly mist flying out from it, materialising into a figure before him.
“Yue Chan greets the master!”
A pleasant voice rang out, prompting Mo Fan to look properly at this fierce ghost. When he saw her beautiful, pale face, he could not help but sigh inwardly.
Who would have thought that a direct disciple of the demonic path, famed throughout the Divine Domain, would end up in such a state?
This fierce ghost was none other than Yue Chan, one of the direct disciples of the Sun-Moon Holy Sect!
When Mo Fan had left the Dragon Ruins, he encountered an ambush from the Sun-Moon Holy Sect and the Corpse Yin Sect. Yue Chan had been counter-killed by him, and at that time he had imprisoned her soul using his Tiger Subduing fierce ghost divine ability.
As Mo Fan examined Yue Chan, she was also examining him. When she saw that there were actually two identical Mo Fans here, her eyes widened in disbelief.
“Transfer your memories to me without holding anything back!”
Mo Fan gave no explanation and directly issued the command.
“Yes, master!”
Though unwilling in her heart, as Mo Fan’s fierce ghost, Yue Chan had no choice. She could not even resist and could only obey.
“Just transfer them to me!”
As Yue Chan hesitated over which “master” to give her memories to, the white-robed Mo Fan spoke up.
Yue Chan nodded and immediately walked over, transferring her memories to Mo Fan without reservation.
Vast and chaotic memories instantly flooded Mo Fan’s mind. What left him speechless was that more than half of them consisted of scenes of killing and lust, utterly explicit and violent.
“Who would have thought that you appear pure on the surface, yet in private you are so depraved?”
Mo Fan sneered, mercilessly tearing away Yue Chan’s facade.
In the memories, there was not only the forbidden technique she shared with Ri Ying, but also her bedroom arts with numerous disciples of the Sun-Moon Holy Sect, not to mention outdoor dual cultivation yoga.
It could be said that Yue Chan’s rise to become a direct disciple of the Sun-Moon Holy Sect owed much to her willing sacrifices of her body.
Yue Chan had originally been the daughter of a wealthy secular family, clever and quick-witted. At just twelve years old, she could recite many books backwards, earning her the title of child prodigy in her locality and a future full of promise.
But soon after, she was abducted by a demonic cultivator from the Sun-Moon Holy Sect, her innocence ruined. Later, due to her outstanding beauty and special constitution, she was offered by that cultivator to his own master.
Thus, the mortal Yue Chan became a cauldron for an old and ugly Foundation Establishment cultivator.
That period was the darkest time of Yue Chan’s life. She suffered humiliation almost constantly, spending long stretches barely clothed, wishing for death.
Perhaps the heavens took pity on her; the old demon met with an accident during cultivation and ultimately perished violently.
Because the old demon’s reputation in the Sun-Moon Holy Sect was poor, and to avoid enemies seeking revenge, he had established his cave abode in a very remote location, making it difficult even for his own disciples to find him.
Thus, his death went unnoticed by anyone, and all his cultivation resources ended up benefiting Yue Chan.
The inhuman torment did not break Yue Chan; instead, it tempered her heart to become ever stronger. She even saw hope for longevity in the old demon’s path!
So she began studying cultivation on her own, using the techniques left by the old demon, and truly managed to step onto the path.
In just two short years, she achieved some success, breaking through to the twelfth layer of Qi Refining.
It was at this time that the original demonic cultivator, the old demon’s disciple, finally tracked her down.
Yue Chan directly seduced him, extracted the location of the Sun-Moon Holy Sect from his mouth, then effortlessly killed him before heading to the sect herself.
Upon arriving at the Sun-Moon Holy Sect, she finally understood what she truly desired.
To climb higher, she began using any means necessary, the most common being seduction!
As long as it benefited her cultivation, whether senior brothers or elders, she would unhesitatingly trade her body for favours.
In this way, Yue Chan eventually rose step by step to the position of direct disciple and, under the sect ancestor’s arrangement, became dao companions with Ri Ying, another direct disciple.
Although Yue Chan’s experiences were full of hardship, Mo Fan felt no sympathy. As for her servicing no fewer than a hundred people to climb upwards, Mo Fan refrained from judging.
After all, the Sun-Moon Holy Sect was hardly a righteous place; otherwise, it would not be called a demonic sect.
To survive in such a place naturally required extraordinary qualities; otherwise, one would be devoured until not even bones remained!
Exposed by Mo Fan, Yue Chan showed no anger. Her cheeks merely flushed slightly. After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke. “If master is willing, Yue Chan can also serve master!”
“…”
Mo Fan was speechless and immediately replied in annoyance. “This king may be lustful, but he is still some distance from being a hungry ghost for sex.
You may be willing?
This king is not!”
