Chapter 509: Resentment and Anger Lead to Death

Chapter 509: Resentment and Anger Lead to Death

So boring, Mo Riyan complained, yawning.

Long Tongshi prodded him in the side. Look alive. Were here to guard the border to the Southern region.

What are we going to do? If the Eastern region decides to attack, were only fifth realm. The lowliest rank of the Eight Tiers Palace wouldnt take us in! Mo Riyan returned.

Its our important duty to sound the alarm. We must stay alert, Long Tongshi returned stiffly.

Eh Mo Riyan complained. He shook his head. Weve basically been banished from All-Heavens. Why dont we just give up and go found our own small sects? They can find someone else to watch the border.

Mo Riyan! Long Tongshi snapped.

What? Its true. Its true, and its your fault, for flirting with Gui Yutong. Mo Riyan said.

Long Tongshi harrumphed. He turned away silently.

If you hadnt, we could be training under our Master back in All-Heavens Sect still, Mo Riyan sighed.

Youre the one who flirted with her, Long Tongshi snapped.

Oh, there it is, there it is. Making me take the blame, innocent little

A blur of light flashed between the two of them. It struck the barrier separating the Southern Sect Conference from the Eastern Alliance and barely slowed before piercing directly through it and hurtling past on the other side.

Mo Riyan blinked. He jolted upright. Hey, you! Come back here.

Long Tongshi grabbed his shoulder before he could run off. He stared in the other direction, back into the Eastern Alliance. Mo Riyan

What? Mo Riyan turned.

In the distance, a great roar echoed through the mountains, cutting through the growling thunder and pouring rain. An enormous white ball rose over the hills, propelling itself forward on the thousands of huge white hands that poked out of its surface. Wherever its hands landed, they closed, lifting up handfuls of dirt, boulders. It hefted them up and clenched its fists tight, and the boulders and dirt turned into fine dust.

Pausing, it turned its bulbous body toward the sun. A slit halfway down its body opened, revealing a mouth lined with yet more hands where its teeth should be, all beckoning inward. It tipped itself back and roared.

Maybe a teleportation pad? Linked to the far side of the mountains? But then someone had to cross the mountains in the first place to place the teleportation pads. There must be a way around the mountain.

unless the person who placed the teleportation pads was an Immortal or near-Immortal. Then this small cultivator is out of luck.

Well, no. Lets not be stupid here, Hui! There is a very simple solution. The teleportation pads! So what if they dont know my face? So what if I emanate an aura of death qi? If theres one thing Im maybe a little confident about, its my ability to disguise myself!

Mmm, not that Im sure theres teleportation pads, or that teleportation pads even exist in this world but its a good place to start! Better than flying around these mountains for who knows how long. If Im right, Ive cut days off my travel time. If Im wrong Ill only have wasted a few minutes of the days it will take to circumnavigate the mountains. And hey, the guards get here somehow. If its not teleportation pads, theres probably something that cuts down the cross-mountain travel time. Its worth a look.

Hui paused. He circulated his qi and cast the snakeskin technique, only for a layer of ash to fall over his skin. He held up his black-stained hands and frowned. Huh?

Hold on. Im using death qi now. I cant use ordinary qi or life qi. This technique, of all my techniques, ought to work with death qi, since its originally a demonic technique but obviously, I cant circulate my death qi the way I do my ordinary qi.

Hui crossed his legs, sitting down in midair. He propped his chin on his hand. Death qi is cold and dark. It kills, and corrupts and extinguishes ordinary qi, while life qi and death qi negate one another.

How do I translate that into using death qi like ordinary qi?

Damn. I wish I had Fang Hua. Shed know.

Hui sighed, pursing his lips. It cant be difficult. Every single death cultivator figures it out. It has to be something simple. Its the opposite of life qi corrupts ordinary qi hmm. Its like the backwards version of qi, so maybe its something like like circulating it retrograde.

Hui sat bolt upright. Circulating it in the opposite direction! Is it that simple? Immediately, he tried the snakeskin technique again, but ran it backward instead. A cold snakeskin covered his body, unusually clammy and thin.

Ugh, gross. But it worked. It worked, and thats what matters! Hui drew the snakeskin off himself, then peered back over his shoulder at the guards. Alright. Ill transform into one of them!

Transformed, Hui stood up, facing the horizon. He flew off for the next guard station. Its no good going to this guard station. Theyll immediately know Imwell, Im not one of the two of them. Ill go to the next guard station instead. That way, no one should suspect anything!

He flew on. And on. And on. Hours passed. Not a single other guard appeared on the horizon.

Hui frowned. Is there only one guard station? Surely not. But I havent seen any sign of any other guards.

They are cultivators. Its possible there are only two guards. Though in that case, theyre mostly relying on the barrier and the mountains

well, I cant find a way around the mountains, so I guess its fine.

Hui faced back toward the guards. Alright. Ill head back to them. They cant stay together all the time! Ill approach the one Im not dressed as, and see if I can get him to let me in to the teleportation pad. Yes, yes. Its the perfect plan! Completely flawless. Or at least something thats worth a shot!