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Tiger Brother said, "She is experienced and knowledgeable; perhaps she will have a way to handle this. Moreover, this matter concerns the safety of the entire continent, and it may require the cooperation of the Five Continents to resolve it."
Chen Moxuan shook his head, appearing somewhat hesitant. "As for Xian Yuan Sheng Zhou, they probably won't agree easily. They hold themselves in high regard and seldom interact with the outside world. Besides, even if they are willing, who can guarantee that summoning a deity will be easy? If they have other plans, things will only become more complicated. Furthermore, finding her among the two types of Celestial Power—Daotian and Ruthless Path—will not be easy."
Upon hearing this, Tiger Brother couldn't help but sigh. It understood that Chen Moxuan's concerns were not unfounded, but the current situation did not allow them to delay. "You are right, but we can't just sit back and wait for disaster to strike. Perhaps we can start from other angles, such as investigating the Sealing Monument's specific condition to see if it is indeed weakening as Yan Bing mentioned."
Chen Moxuan nodded, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes. "Exactly; we need to confirm the truth of the matter. However, with our current abilities, it might be difficult. We need a formation master, a Tian Ji Master."
"It seems we have to make a trip to Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land!" he continued. "Additionally, I believe that no matter what means we use, we must eliminate the Blood Emperor. I want to leave Yun Miao Sheng Zhou for a while!"
Tiger Brother's face suddenly showed a look of apprehension. "You're going to stir up trouble again, aren't you?"
Chen Moxuan shrugged. "What do you mean by stirring up trouble? This time I'm just making a deal with someone. Besides, if we don't find help now, should we wait until all the troubles explode before seeking assistance? By then, it might cost us dearly—I can't afford that!"
Tiger Brother gritted its teeth. "Fine, but you have to take Xiao Bai Long with you."
A figure flashed through Chen Moxuan's mind as he smacked his lips. "Alright then."
Tiger Brother sighed in relief; it seemed to trust Xiao Bai Long very much. However, looking at the circular seal on Chen Moxuan's chest, it uneasily asked, "Are you sure he won't be a problem?"
Chen Moxuan had faith in his own body. If his physical form could be destroyed, then perhaps that wouldn't be so bad after all. After living for over ten thousand years, dying just as calamity approaches might be a form of liberation.
However, he knew that was impossible! He had tried every method of dying; if he were to write a book about it, it could be titled "Chen Moxuan's One Hundred Million and One Ways to Die!"
He patted his chest and declared, "No one exists who can make me die! Not even my master!" Moreover, he was curious to see if he could extract more information from Yan Bing. Since Yan Bing wanted to use him, why couldn't he turn the tables and use Yan Bing instead?
With this thought, Chen Moxuan's lips curled into a cold smile. He began to contemplate how to leverage Yan Bing, this ticking time bomb. Perhaps this could be the key to uncovering the secrets of Yun Miao Heavenly Court.
"Alright, let's split up. I'll take you back to the mountain first, then I'll find someone at Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land to investigate the Sealing Monument," he said. "You try to get some information out of Yan Bing while looking for your old flame," Tiger Brother added with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Chen Moxuan patted Tiger Brother's thigh, his eyes gleaming with determination. With their plan set, the two embarked on their respective journeys.
Chen Moxuan first released Yan Bing's five senses and immediately heard the curses coming from that guy. "If you curse me again, I'll turn off your lights!" he threatened, causing Yan Bing to instantly quiet down. Chen Moxuan felt a wave of silence wash over him.
At that moment, Tiger Brother used all his strength and managed to bring both himself and Yun Che back to the mountain in just a short incense stick's time.
Yan Bing looked surprised and said, "Your mount is quite impressive. I was able to control it only because of a bit of luck and restraint."
Chen Moxuan glanced at Tiger Brother as it flew away and replied nonchalantly, "Its lifespan is only a few tens of thousands of years shorter than yours."
Yan Bing continued chattering like a gossip: "You must have lived for quite a while too, but why is your strength so lacking?"
Swish! Chen Moxuan waved his hand and promptly turned off Yan Bing's lights.
"Wait! Wait! I was wrong!" Yan Bing admitted in an astonishingly quick manner. Chen Moxuan smirked, feeling as if he were looking at another version of himself.
However, one should not underestimate this chatterbox. Yan Bing was the Vice Sect Master of Killing Demon Path. In the demon clan, he held the title Wuchang Tian, which signified his capricious nature—killing based solely on personal whims. His superior, Great Dark Heaven, had already fallen, leaving Mo Zu as the sole ruler above all.
From this, it was clear that Yan Bing's status in the demon clan was second only to Mo Zu; he was indeed a significant figure. Unexpectedly, while Great Dark Heaven remained hidden, it was Yan Bing who broke through the seal first. Therefore, it was essential to remain vigilant against this individual.
As for the words previously spoken, if seven out of ten were true, it would already be quite rare. Chen Moxuan thought to himself as he approached the great river at the foot of the mountain.
The water flowed gently, shimmering under the sunlight, reflecting the green mountains on both banks. By the river stood a thatched cottage, simple and tranquil, as if it were cut off from the world. Beside the cottage stood a woman, dressed in a gown as white as snow, swaying lightly in the breeze like a celestial being descended to earth.
"Xiao Bai Long!" Chen Moxuan called out.
Upon hearing his voice, Xiao Bai Long turned around, her face lighting up with joy. "Brother Mo Xuan! What brings you here today? You seem to have plenty of time to seek me out."
Her words were sweet and gentle. However, Chen Moxuan felt goosebumps rise all over his body.
"Stop pretending. Bring out those two big hammers of yours; we need to head down the mountain!"
Xiao Bai Long's eyes brightened at his words, and she replied with a cheerful "Alright!" But her enthusiastic response startled the insects and birds on both sides of the river into flight. The sound of a dragon's roar echoed through the mountains!
Then, Xiao Bai Long produced two hammers the size of bronze bells.
"Which one should we use?" she asked, blinking innocently while saying something so fierce.
These two hammers were extraordinary; ancient dragon patterns were engraved upon them, glowing faintly with a blue light, as if they contained the essence of mountains and rivers, along with misty clouds. The handles were carved from an unknown celestial wood—light yet resilient—making them feel alive in her hands, as if whispers of thunder were hidden within.
The hammerheads were forged from meteorite iron, incredibly heavy. Yet in Xiao Bai Long's hands, they felt weightless; with each effortless swing, they created ripples in the air, showcasing their extraordinary nature.
These two Zhen Tian Long Yin Hammers had been painstakingly crafted by Chen Moxuan himself, using countless rare materials and refined through heavenly flames until they became immensely powerful. Back when he first met Tiger Brother, Xiao Bai Long had been his right hand.
As for her hand now, it was temporarily restrained at the foot of the mountain; her time of punishment had not yet come to an end.
Chen Moxuan said, "Come with me down the mountain; we need to find an old acquaintance."
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