Old Five is a Goose.

Chapter 835 I'm Not Selling My Immortal Puppet

“Sorry, my Immortal Mortal puppet is not for sale,” Mo Wuji said calmly.

Fu Feiyan raised his hand and tossed out two array flags, his tone even more indifferent. “That’s not up to you. Since you agreed to the transaction, you must complete it. Since you choose to go back on your word, don’t blame me for being impolite…”

At the same time as Fu Feiyan threw out his array flags, Mo Wuji also threw out more than a dozen.

The surrounding space changed in an instant, and an oppressive aura descended. Fu Feiyan immediately sensed something was wrong. The array flags he threw out did not activate the trapped-killing array. No, it should be said that they did activate it, but he didn’t control it. This trapped-killing array wasn’t trapping Mo Wuji; instead, endless killing intent and spatial tears were enveloping Fu Feiyan. Clearly, this trapped-killing array had been reversed by the other party.

A blinding white light flashed, and Fu Feiyan saw Mo Wuji’s halberd strike towards his disciple, She Du. Knowing that the halberd was aimed at She Du, he was powerless to stop it.

Blood splattered, and Fu Feiyan could only see a flash of red disappear. At this point, he could no longer care about She Du's life or death. This trapped-killing array in the Kun Ke Hall was obviously controlled by this Mo Wuji. If he didn't break free from the trapped-killing array as soon as possible, even if his cultivation was stronger than Mo Wuji's, he might be killed in this trapped-killing array like She Du.

“Boom!” A fist directly tore apart Fu Feiyan's domain space, blasting towards Fu Feiyan's brow. A suffocating heat arrived, and Fu Feiyan no longer bothered to break the trapped array, grabbing several talismans and activating them.

Mo Wuji's Fissure Domain Fist seemed to be hitting layers upon layers of space, exploding one after another. No matter how many spaces the Fissure Domain Fist shattered, it couldn't harm Fu Feiyan.

Mo Wuji wasn’t anxious. Fu Feiyan's strength was very powerful. In Mo Wuji's view, this guy was even stronger than the Eight Great Emperors of Starry River Oblique Sea Island.

For Mo Wuji, Fu Feiyan couldn't pose a threat to him yet. Even without this trapped-killing array, he could kill Fu Feiyan. The reason he hadn’t used all his means yet was because he hadn't obtained the Realm Splitting Talisman yet.

“Stop, Fellow Daoist Mo, I concede this time. Whatever Fellow Daoist Mo wants, I, Fu Feiyan…” At this moment, Fu Feiyan no longer knew whether it was in array dao or strength, he was no match for Mo Wuji. If he continued to fight, he could only be killed.

Although Fu Feiyan blocked Mo Wuji's Fissure Domain Fist, the various killing intents in the trapped-killing array had already torn Fu Feiyan's entire body as if he had been crushed once.

Mo Wuji was experienced in battle, how could he stop at this time? Even if he wanted to stop, he would make Fu Feiyan lose his ability to act first.

A divine will arrow intent was shot out by Mo Wuji, followed by a divine art, Residual Trench.



Fu Xiuhan hadn't walked far when he felt a series of violent spatial fluctuations erupting from the Kun Ke Hall. He subconsciously stopped. He knew that Mo Wuji was a marked lamb that had been tricked in by Fu Feiyan and his disciple, She Du. This wasn’t the first time he had encountered such a thing. However, he was a nominal talisman master and didn't have much power in the Thousand Talisman Mountain. As for Fu Feiyan and his disciple, he had no right to interfere.

But he had never seen a situation like today’s. Under normal circumstances, these marked lambs were basically never heard from again after being captured. The Kun Ke Hall had a trapped-killing array. Even if the marked lamb was strong, with Fu Feiyan and the trapped-killing array, there was no way for them to cause trouble.

But the current situation was that the Kun Ke Hall was erupting with violent spatial fighting fluctuations, mixed with the aura of rules.

In just a moment, Fu Xiuhan understood that Fu Feiyan and his disciple had encountered a tough opponent this time. He subconsciously turned around and headed towards the Kun Ke Hall. In any case, Fu Feiyan was also the Great Elder of the Thousand Talisman Mountain.

“Stop…” Just then, Fu Xiuhan actually heard Fu Feiyan's voice begging for mercy.

This person is strong, that was Fu Xiuhan's first reaction. Being trapped by the Kun Ke Hall's trapped-killing array and still being able to make Elder Fu Feiyan beg for mercy was more than just strong, it was simply ridiculously strong. In the Thousand Talisman Mountain, the strongest was Fu Feiyan.

Fu Xiuhan couldn't hold back any longer, taking a step towards the entrance of the Kun Ke Hall while loudly saying, “Fellow Daoist, please stop. If there is any misunderstanding, my Thousand Talisman Mountain is willing to make double compensation.”

Mo Wuji's divine will had already scanned Fu Xiuhan's arrival. Although Fu Xiuhan was a Great Immortal Emperor, Mo Wuji suspected that this person's cultivation would not be lower than an ordinary Dao Emperor.

He had been schemed against by the Thousand Talisman Mountain once, how could he stop so easily? Before Fu Xiuhan could step into his trapped-killing array, Residual Trench had already swept down, tearing apart all spatial killing intent.

Fu Feiyan was overjoyed when he heard Fu Xiuhan's voice. No matter how strong Mo Wuji was, with Fu Xiuhan taking action, he could at least retreat from this trapped-killing array first.

Just at this moment, an aura of death directly enveloped him. All the killing intent in the trapped-killing array was swept over by this aura of death, as if to tear Fu Feiyan into pieces.

A cold sweat broke out on Fu Feiyan’s back. The talisman-shaped magic treasure in his hand had already transformed into a space, protecting his entire body within it.

“Crack!” A slight explosion was heard, and Fu Feiyan was scared out of his wits. He actually felt that the arrow of death directly blasted into his sea of consciousness.

When Mo Wuji had just comprehended the divine will arrow intent, he couldn't control the strength of the divine will arrow intent. When he fought Palen, he almost emptied his entire body after shooting this arrow. And Palen was directly killed by this arrow.

Later, after his cultivation greatly increased, he began to control the strength of the divine will arrow intent. Although he knew that as long as he frantically stirred his divine will and immortal essence, this arrow could kill Fu Feiyan, Mo Wuji didn't want to be weak after shooting the divine will arrow intent, so this arrow only tore apart Fu Feiyan's sea of consciousness.

This was enough for Mo Wuji. Once Fu Feiyan's sea of consciousness was torn apart, the power of his large talisman-shaped magic treasure instantly weakened.

As Fu Feiyan spat out a mouthful of blood, Mo Wuji's Residual Trench divine art slashed down through the void.

“Boom!” The entire Kun Ke Hall was reduced to rubble under this halberd strike. A deep trench dozens of feet long extended out, shocking to the eye.

“Puff!” A cloud of blood mist exploded, and Fu Feiyan was split in half from the shoulder down by Mo Wuji.

Fu Xiuhan didn't land in the Kun Ke Hall until now, but at this moment, the Kun Ke Hall had long been reduced to ruins.

Fu Xiuhan didn't have time to care about the Kun Ke Hall and Mo Wuji, directly grabbing a talisman and activating it. The talisman rolled up a burst of azure light. The azure light wrapped around Fu Feiyan, who had been split in half by Mo Wuji. In just a few breaths of time, the two halves of Fu Feiyan's body were repaired by this azure light.

However, after being repaired, Fu Feiyan's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. After his body was split open by Mo Wuji, almost all of his essence and blood were consumed. Although Fu Xiuhan's talisman was good, it couldn't restore his essence and blood in a short time.

Mo Wuji sneered inwardly. He knew that Fu Feiyan was finished. Don't look at how Fu Xiuhan used a talisman to repair Fu Feiyan's body, but that was just on the surface. Fu Feiyan's sea of consciousness was torn apart by him, and all his spiritual meridians were destroyed. If Fu Feiyan could still recover like this, then that could only mean that this guy's luck was too strong, because he would definitely have to obtain the top-level treasures of heaven and earth.

Looking at Fu Feiyan's pale face, Fu Xiuhan sighed inwardly. He knew that Fu Feiyan was finished.

“May I ask how this fellow Daoist is called?” Fu Xiuhan didn't question Mo Wuji about destroying the Kun Ke Hall, killing She Du, and severely injuring Fu Feiyan. Instead, he cupped his fists and greeted Mo Wuji.

“Mo Wuji.” Mo Wuji's tone was calm, and he didn't even bother to return the greeting.

He had greeted this Fu Xiuhan before, but the other party ignored him. Now that Fu Feiyan and his disciple were scheming against him, this guy came back. It would be strange if Mo Wuji gave him a good look.

Fu Xiuhan didn't mind Mo Wuji's attitude, and still said extremely modestly, “It was my Thousand Talisman Mountain's fault before. If Fellow Daoist Mo wants any talismans, you can trade with me.”

Not to mention that Fu Xiuhan had long known what kind of people Fu Feiyan and his disciple were, even if he didn't know, with his vision, how could he not see that Dahuang beside Mo Wuji was the reason Fu Feiyan and his disciple were envious.

“Elder Feiyan, go down and rest,” Fu Xiuhan suddenly glanced coldly at Fu Feiyan, saying in a lightened tone.

“Yes.” Fu Feiyan quickly bowed and retreated quickly. He didn't even dare to look at Mo Wuji.

Fu Xiuhan suddenly felt a sense of joy. When would the Great Elder of the Thousand Talisman Mountain, Fu Feiyan, be so polite to him? Not to mention his commanding words just now, even if he spoke respectfully to Fu Feiyan, the Great Elder of the Thousand Talisman Mountain might not pay attention to him.

He subconsciously glanced at Mo Wuji. Perhaps for the Thousand Talisman Mountain, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing that the Great Elder was severely injured by this Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji naturally wouldn't pay attention to Fu Feiyan. This time, he cupped his fists and said, “I want to go to the ordinary mortal realm and need a few top-level Realm Splitting Talismans. I wonder if the Talisman Master can help?”

Since Fu Xiuhan had promised and Fu Feiyan had left, Mo Wuji was too lazy to waste words.

Fu Xiuhan was slightly stunned, then apologetically said, “Fellow Daoist Mo, my Thousand Talisman Mountain is no longer the talisman clan of the past. The talismans that Fellow Daoist Mo is seeking are all top-level talismans. After my talisman clan suffered a calamity, we hid in the Thousand Talisman Mountain, and no one can refine talismans of this level anymore. Not to mention going to the mortal realm, even talismans for Immortal Kings and above to go to the cultivation realm, our Thousand Talisman Mountain cannot refine.”

Mo Wuji was stunned and felt a little disappointed. He didn't expect that Fu Feiyan hadn't lied to him and that there really weren't any top-level Realm Splitting Talismans for going to the mortal realm.

Seeing Mo Wuji's disappointed expression, Fu Xiuhan suddenly said, “Although my Thousand Talisman Mountain cannot refine this kind of talisman, there is a way, but I am worried that Fellow Daoist Mo will suspect that I have ulterior motives if I say it.”