Several days later, at the bottom of Pingjiang river, the top of a turtle shell around thirty to forty meters long.
Chen Mu’s right index finger touched the rough dark black surface of the turtle shell, as Mana wove into a Mustard Seed Talisman, slowly penetrating inside.
The next moment, a sudden enlightenment rose abruptly, and the Mana in his hand became smooth, as if a narrow clogged pipe had suddenly been cleared.
A black pattern instantly appeared on the turtle shell under his feet.
Moved by a thought, Chen Mu immediately looked inwardly at the Jade Seed.
Within the white misty Mana, the twenty-eight talismans belonging to the Mustard Seed Spell appeared at the same time.
Twenty-eight dark silver pearls, unlike usual, were not still, but were enveloped by some exotic force.
Like stars in the sky, revolving around a central point according to their own orbits, dragging dark silver radiance as they spun rapidly.
At the center, a strange twisting force emerged.
Chen Mu suddenly had a feeling that if he found the right carrier and injected all twenty-eight talismans into it, he could condense a certain volume of object into an extremely tiny space.
“Turning the vast Mount Meru into a mustard seed?” he suddenly realized.
A gray wall appeared before his eyes, and Chen Mu looked at one of the sections.
Mustard Seed Spell: 5/10000/Second Rank;
Although he often slacked off, the daily use was relentless.
Day by day, the accumulation of uses allowed the Mustard Seed Spell to advance smoothly.
“Perhaps if I figure out the method of creating talismans, I might be able to craft a Mustard Seed Talisman myself.”
Thinking this, Chen Mu looked around cheerfully.
At this moment, the Water Avoiding Shuttle appeared different in his eyes.
The previously scattered arrangement of the Mustard Seed Spell suddenly revealed a mysterious order.
“The Thousand-mile House Pocket Miniature Technique might just be hidden in this wonderful arrangement.”
Although the level of the Mustard Seed Spell wasn’t sufficient to fully grasp the intricacies,
since he had already found the approach, careful discernment would always bring some insight.
“I’ve got another relaxing activity to slack off,” Chen Mu surveyed his surroundings with interest.
…
Days passed by, and the covert agents of the Lock Dragon Institute remained secretly stationed without causing any trouble.
Goose Sheep Mountain, gathering more and more Lower Institute Disciples, was lively indeed, but also very stable.
A large number of Qi Cultivators were recruited, accelerating the construction of the Water Avoiding Shuttles.
Shells of all sizes filled the riverbed, expanding the Pingjiang Dojo assigned for constructing ferries along the riverbed, growing larger day by day.
Months later, at the Pingjiang Ferry.
The calm surface of the water bubbled and churned, and with a splash, a turtle shell around twenty meters long and more than ten meters wide burst from the bottom. It wobbled left and right for a moment before stabilizing, not seeming to float on the water but rather sitting on a firm, flat ground.
“Is this the third Water Avoiding Shuttle? Who bought it?”
“I heard it’s a small sect called Three Yin Sect. Their Sect Master had to deposit all their ancestral secret techniques into the Scripture House just to get this smallest one.”
“That’s expensive!”
“It’s actually considered cheap, if it wasn’t for the historical connections, do you think they would have easily handed over a Water Avoiding Shuttle ferry?”
A crowd stood on the shore discussing animatedly.
Chen Mu, at the edge of the crowd, also watched with keen interest.
“The Goose Sheep Path really plans to scrape up a lot, that must be a huge amount of secret techniques and resources,” he couldn’t help but covet.
Unfortunately, he could only covet; such a venture was something only the Goose Sheep Path had the power and the guts to undertake.
“Looking on the bright side, the Goose Sheep Path starting to sell these Water Avoiding Shuttles means the day of relocation is not too far off.”
“I’ve been secretly infiltrating the Goose Sheep Path for almost two years, all for the sake of crossing the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains with them, and now it seems I’m finally about to get my wish.”
…
In the evening, in front of the wooden building on the hill slope’s veranda.
Chen Mu sat at the square table, enjoying the evening breeze while savoring grilled fairy fish slices.
“The taste is still as fresh as always.”
Although fairy fish is one of Yunze Lake’s eight treasures, there were fairy fish in other waters too, just not as abundant as in Yunze Lake.
Now that the earth veins of Yunze Lake had collapsed, the price of fairy fish had skyrocketed. The fish in front of him had cost him sixty-three White Jade Coins. He wouldn’t have bought it if he weren’t celebrating the imminent relocation of the Goose Sheep Path.
Thump!
A senseless figure was suddenly thrown in front of the door, raising a cloud of dust.
Mu Long, with her hair tied in a ponytail and dressed in black tight-fitting clothes, appeared expressionless.
“Everything below the waist of the mountain has been checked by me, the only place left unchecked is the summit’s Thunder Accumulation Hall.”
“Tomorrow, I’ll go there myself and ensure to bring all secret agents from the Lock Dragon Institute before you.”
Investigate Thunder Accumulation Hall for secret agents?
Chen Mu immediately shook his head.
The Lock Dragon Institute had been stirring up troubles within Daqian for years; the lower level Qi Cultivators might not know, but the high cultivators and elders of the Goose Sheep Path surely did.
Mu Long, an Underworld God Transformation Warrior, blatantly moving around in front of them, was like walking into a trap.
“What’s there to fear, we have captured some before,” Mu Long said nonchalantly, “We can lure and ambush them, poison and besiege them, there are always ways to deal with those old fellows.”
Is she that experienced?
Chen Mu’s mouth twitched.
“What exactly are you doing in the Daqian Lock Dragon Institute?”
“What do you think?” Mu Long looked at Chen Mu meaningfully.
Chen Mu immediately thought of those Qi Cultivators buried deep underground.
This one is ruthless!
“Those elders are high-level Qi Cultivators seeking the path of eternal life; they would not act as moles for the Lock Dragon Institute.” He quickly waved his hands.
Although an Underworld God Transformation Warrior indeed could gain tremendous power, and the Lock Dragon Institute’s Ghost Channeling Technique was extremely profound, neither could grant immortality, and once their hundred-year lifespan ended, they would all be dead.
Those Condensing Elders, who started with lifespans of at least two hundred years, would not fancy the city god-worshipping practices of the Lock Dragon Institute.
“I wonder if the necks of the Goose Sheep Path elders are sturdier than those of other Qi Cultivators, too bad…” Mu Long said with slight regret.
Chen Mu: “…”
You’re not trying to help me find secret agents, you’re looking to hunt a high-level Qi Cultivator, to test your newly recovered abilities!
She got her Blood Pouch repaired too early.
“Here’s the Heavenly Demon Seven Emotions Curse, take it.” Chen Mu handed over a scripture he had prepared in advance.
“Go back and cultivate properly, don’t come out and wander unnecessarily,” he advised worriedly.
Looking at people the way a tigress eyes her prey, Chen Mu feared she might quarrel with some Qi Cultivator and challenge them.
Now with the relocation imminent, it was best not to cause a major upheaval.
…
After the meal, Chen Mu entered the quiet room and looked towards the Divine Orifice inside the Jade Seed.
At the mere thought, the outer three layers of Divine Orifice Talismans began to rotate in reverse.
His supply of Primordial Energy was ample, and aided by the perfect Dark Cloud True Method, over the past three months and after nine refinements, the Divine Orifice Third Transition was easily achieved.
His mana underwent a qualitative change, his body metamorphosed, and his strength increased significantly, allowing him to clench his fist and make the air crackle explosively.
“Those high cultivator elders from the Thunder Accumulation Hall probably only have this level of cultivation,” Chen Mu’s eyes sparkled, feeling somewhat eager to try.
He suddenly understood why Mu Long wanted to measure up those elders.
“Having a weapon in hand, the desire to use it arises naturally.”
“But it’s just the Third Transition of the Divine Orifice; I’m getting ahead of myself, getting ahead,” Chen Mu shook his head.
Besides those chief elders at Thunder Accumulation Hall, there was also a Daoist Foundation Cast by the Sect Master Qiu Jinwu of the Goose Sheep Path.
Thinking of the Yin God City Lord from the Netherworld and the bizarre creatures from the Nether Demon Heaven, Chen Mu quickly stabilized his emotions.
“The world is vast, my cultivation level is still far lacking.”
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