Chapter 250: Chapter 16 What a Supreme Qingtian
No demonic cultivator noticed the flash of terror in Li Mo’s eyes as they scrutinized the plant-based cultivators scattered across the summit of Green Mountain Hollow Heaven.
It must be acknowledged—the spiritual nature of plant-based cultivators far surpassed that of ordinary Grey People.
Li Mo closed his eyes and meditated. As long as the plant cultivators didn’t leave the boundaries of Green Mountain Hollow Heaven, their spiritual wisdom wouldn’t experience any decline.
"What sort of entity is the Wusheng Laomu?"
He finally realized why, since arriving at Vacuum Homeland, his distrust towards Wusheng Laomu had gradually diminished over time.
Unknowingly, Vacuum Homeland had been fulfilling one wish after another for him.
And did so in a subtle, insidious manner, brainwashing Li Mo step by step, making him inwardly revere Wusheng Laomu more deeply.
Had the abrupt influence of the Yin Blood Supreme Spirit Stone not been so jarring—forcing Da Ai Mi Tian to intervene directly in his memory—he might already have become a part of Wusheng Sect.
"Damn it, you really can’t underestimate any faction; traps lie in wait everywhere."
Li Mo took a deep breath.
Thinking back carefully, when he first arrived at Vacuum Homeland, the Creation Book didn’t manifest any special pages—it was merely him forming an initial concept.
[Vacuum Homeland and Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater are likely to nurture special pages.]
And consequently, Vacuum Homeland, in a completely inexplicable manner, fulfilled Li Mo’s wish.
The most terrifying part was that even top-grade Spirit Stones, requiring vast amounts of spiritual energy to conceive, had instantly materialized in Vacuum Homeland solely because of Li Mo’s thoughts.
"If I were to entertain more outrageous desires, what would happen..."
Li Mo furrowed his brows tightly, cancer cells flowing into his temple’s consciousness to suppress and lock down his pulsing thoughts, striving to remain calm.
He carefully recalled his experiences in Vacuum Homeland and, aside from the three special pages, thankfully found no additional desires had been generated.
"Vacuum Homeland’s abnormalities might only be the tip of the iceberg. I refuse to believe that merely adhering to faith in Wusheng Laomu allows unlimited access to all kinds of resources."
Li Mo opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the looming mountains of Rushan.
At least one thing was clear—the utterly bizarre rules of Vacuum Homeland seemed to apply universally to all demonic cultivators; otherwise, there wouldn’t be instances of Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators defecting from their original sects.
Still, Li Mo doubted that other demonic cultivators could influence Vacuum Homeland as dramatically as he could—with just a single thought.
The Wusheng Sect housed thousands of demonic cultivators; if they could wish without restriction, Vacuum Homeland would already have descended into utter chaos.
Li Mo hesitated momentarily, and then sent a mental voice transmission to probe Doumu Celestial: "Doumu Fairy, I’ve heard that Vacuum Homeland has a peculiar festival?"
Doumu Celestial remained silent for a long time.
Just when Li Mo thought his inquiry had yielded nothing, Doumu Celestial sent a response: "Vacuum Homeland has no such festival. It’s the outside world that does—primarily to celebrate the birth of Wusheng Laomu. It’s called You-Sheng."
Li Mo didn’t press for details about You-Sheng, because the Creation Book had already surged forth with an abundance of related memories, leaving him astonished.
In the ancient cultivation world, You-Sheng was a secret realm brimming with endless spiritual material resources.
The You-Sheng Secret Realm opened once every hundred years, attracting loose cultivators above the Foundation Establishment Stage, all hoping to find opportunities to reach Core Formation.
"Thank you, Doumu Fairy."
"It’s nothing."
It seemed that once Li Mo had inquired about You-Sheng, some dimly concealed interest was touched upon, and Doumu Celestial’s tone suddenly became far more distant.
Li Mo narrowed his eyes. As he had suspected—it was likely that regular demonic cultivators "make wishes" at specific time intervals.
The You-Sheng Secret Realm, masked under the guise of Wusheng Laomu’s festival, might well hold hidden truths. Unfortunately, the information provided by the Creation Book was sparse.
Li Mo tasked the Futu Hermit with investigating clues about You-Sheng among loose cultivators.
If he could fully exploit Vacuum Homeland’s rules without paying a price, he might obtain the Spirit Root special page.
"I must plan carefully—Vacuum Homeland exudes danger at every turn."
Li Mo steadied his mental realm.
Upon opening his eyes, he found that the plant-based cultivators had already assembled villages atop the mountain summit. Seven to eight thousand plant cultivators were now worshipping him.
Compared to Li Mo’s size, the plant cultivators were smaller than ants, but those eligible to enter the fold all possessed First Level of Puberty spiritual material capabilities.
Zhang Guo had even reached Five Layers of Puberty Stage.
In two or three centuries, Zhang Guo might break into Foundation Establishment, becoming the sole "Foundation Establishment Expert" within Corpse Mountain Mini World.
Li Mo noticed that the plant cultivators were spontaneously arranging arrays across the summit platform.
Although merely a rudimentary Spirit Gathering Array, covering only Li Mo’s circumference, a third of the plant cultivators had become disabled in the process.
It must be noted—outside items cannot be brought into Vacuum Homeland.
Plant cultivators relied entirely on their intrinsic advantage as spiritual materials, sacrificing roots and branches to barely assemble the array’s components.
"Wow...wow..."
Zhang Guo nodded smugly, rambling nonsensically as he gestured at the Spirit Gathering Array.
Li Mo couldn’t make sense of the words but was impressed by Zhang Guo’s comprehension. He signaled for the salamander to heal the wounded plant cultivators.
Green Mountain Hollow Heaven trembled slightly.
The salamander’s roots emitted wisps of vitality, and the plant cultivators once again began cheering joyfully.
"Ka-ba-ka."
Zhang Guo pointed at the salamander, which had transformed into a giant tree, prompting another round of worship from the plant cultivators. Li Mo roughly understood the sentiment—it likely meant "divine tree."
The Spirit Gathering Array was too crude to significantly enhance spiritual energy, but Li Mo didn’t interfere with Zhang Guo’s efforts, letting them freely extract Green Mountain Hollow Heaven’s resources to supply the summit.
"What a Supreme Qingtian."
The Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators couldn’t help but feel envious. Their greed was utterly unmasked, since they deemed the value of plant cultivators far superior to Grey People.
The Nascent Soul Temple was able to consume the consciousness of mortal believers, allowing it to generate Grey People.
Moreover, to Wusheng Demonic Cultivators, Grey People were akin to extensions of themselves; spiritual power attained through cultivation could be extracted at will.
However, the aptitude of Grey People was generally poor, with only a slim chance of cultivation success—whereas each plant cultivator comprehended basic magic techniques.
They harbored growing apprehension toward Li Mo.
Believing Li Mo could, if his spiritual power were exhausted, easily tap into the spiritual energy of his believers—little did they know, Li Mo wasn’t even at the Nascent Soul Stage.
Blessed Earth Immortal showed strong interest, staring at Li Mo for a considerable time before retracting his gaze.
Having witnessed Li Mo’s methods, many Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators from Wusheng Sect faintly speculated about his true identity.
The Daoist of Qingtian from the Sub-Device Sect.
Though not flamboyant or ostentatious, Qingtian Daoist was said to have shown exceptional talent at the Alchemy Conference.
Why "exceptional"? Simply because Qingtian Daoist possessed the Five Dao Body, with no internal conflicts within his Dao physique—each complementing the other to form a Flawless Golden Core.
Blessed Earth Immortal, when he first heard the rumors from Sub-Device Sect, had felt skeptical.
How could a cultivator, at the Weak Crown Period, independently master techniques, perfect magic, and excel in artifact refining and brewing?
Now Li Mo was clearly exhibiting abilities distinct from Wusheng Sect’s methods—did this mean...
Li Mo had a unique understanding of the Lifeless All Directions Spirit Festival, even modifying it so that believers were no longer confined to being mortals?
What sort of talent was this? Could the Five Dao Body truly transcend the mundane?
Blessed Earth Immortal had heard claims from Sub-Device Sect that Qingtian Daoist was secluded in their Inner Sect, advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage.
But now it seemed that, following his promotion to Nascent Soul, Qingtian Daoist might have encountered the Lifeless All Directions Spirit Festival and joined Wusheng Sect.
Blessed Earth Immortal shook his head slightly, surmising that Li Mo’s main body could still be within Sub-Device Sect.
He promptly abandoned any thoughts of probing further into Li Mo, recognizing that as long as Li Mo’s main body remained affiliated with Sub-Device Sect, Li Mo was virtually invincible.
The Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater was inhospitable for even Divine Separation Stage cultivators, its underground concealed entities at least of the Divine Separation Stage. As such, demonic sects rarely infiltrated Sub-Device Sect.
"Perhaps..."
Heat flashed through Blessed Earth Immortal’s eyes. "The You-Sheng Festival might be an opportunity to drag Sub-Device Sect into the waters."
Subtly, he withdrew his surveillance of Green Mountain Hollow Heaven’s perimeter.
"Hah."
Blessed Earth Immortal let out a cold chuckle, his gaze sweeping menacingly across the surroundings, seemingly aligning himself with Li Mo, baffling others about his intentions.
Li Mo was equally perplexed but maintained an outward expression of calm.
The Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators refrained from further chatter, inwardly marveling at Supreme Qingtian’s cunning in quickly enlisting the support of Blessed Earth Immortal and Doumu Celestial.
Both carried hundreds of subordinate gods beneath them; no one dared offend them.
Soon, other Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators began realizing why Blessed Earth Immortal had suddenly changed his demeanor, ushering a harmonious atmosphere within Wusheng Sect.
"Impressive—Supreme Qingtian, recognized by Wusheng Laomu herself, is destined to rise beyond Nascent Soul, perhaps achieving Divine Separation!"
The Golden Light Saint Mother smiled kindly, her translucent form glittering brightly.
Master Tianzhu stroked his serpent-like beard and added, "Indeed, I doubt we’ve ever encountered such talent as Supreme Qingtian. Our prior offenses were unfortunate."
"You’re too kind, fellows."
Li Mo’s eye twitched slightly, yet he masked his irritation with a cordial tone.
Through subtle conversations, Li Mo discerned that nearly all Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators operated under three identities—Wusheng Sect members, temple-based immortals, and high-ranking officials of various Immortal Sects.
All of them were duplicitous individuals; should Wusheng Sect instigate chaos, the cultivation world would surely tremble.
From the Futu Hermit, Li Mo learned that the You-Sheng Festival was indeed held every century to celebrate Wusheng Laomu’s birthday.
The next occurrence was roughly twenty years away.
The Futu Hermit attempted to dig deeper into the festival’s specifics but found that loose cultivators were unable to explain—their memories appeared strangely erased.
He had this to say about the You-Sheng Festival:
"Li Mo, do not approach it. Any cultivator who understands the festival inevitably succumbs to uncontrollable greed at its mention."
After dismissing the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators, Li Mo meditated atop the summit platform, refining his Turbid Blood Spiritual Power, his plans gradually falling into place.
"Senior Futu, I need your help with one matter."
"There should be temples dedicated to an immortal called Nine Heavens Fire-burning Elder. Look into whether there have been recent anomalies—alongside..."
Just as Li Mo attempted to provide information on Burning Fire Elder, his memory suddenly faltered.
Fortunately, the temple of Burning Fire Elder had been destroyed by Li Mo, signifying its Middle Dantian’s demise—it no longer held ties to Wusheng Sect.
Forcing himself to endure the discomfort, Li Mo utilized his temple and said, "Search near the temple for a severely burned cultivator. Be discreet—deliver the clues to me only."