613 The Gao Clan (2/2)
Mo Wen's prior guess was not wrong. This place was indeed the underground of the Tan Zi Beast Lair, and it was also the eighth level. It was known as the Fire Domain and was the most terrifying of the known Tan Zi Beast Lair's levels. Once, a Green Ancient Mystery Dimension Martial Arts Grandmaster had entered this place. In the end, he had returned injured and had passed away not long after.
For the ancient martial art practitioners of the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, the Tan Zi Beast Lair's eighth level Fire Domain was the most dangerous place in the world.
But this time, it was clearly different because the people who had come here were not limited to ancient martial art practitioners from the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. Instead, they were top strong practitioners from different Inner worlds. Even when the Fire Domain was guarded by the Seven Major Beast Kings, it could not chase away such a powerful team of practitioners.
Initially, when Mo Wen had used the Thousand Mile Talisman, he had stopped hoping to gain the spiritual fire. He was well aware that once he had teleported out of the Beast Lair it would be very difficult, if not impossible, for him to return. However, to his surprise, he had actually been teleported to the eighth level of the Beast Lair, the place where the spiritual fire hibernated.
Based on what Jun Wulei had said, their team had been chasing the spiritual fire which was moving downwards from the first level. After escaping to the eighth level, the spiritual fire had concealed itself.
Jun Wulei looked curiously at Mo Wen. ”Mo Wen, you have also come for the spiritual fire?” It must be the case; if it wasn't for the spiritual fire, there would be no reason for him to have encountered Mo Wen in this place.
”Yes. I am also here for the spiritual fire. It is very important to me.” Mo Wen nodded, not hiding his intention. His original goal was to get the spiritual fire anyway. He also couldn't think of another explanation for his presence here. He couldn't really tell them about the Thousand Mile Talisman.
”You are a youth with big ambitions. Did you come here alone?” Gao Hanshan stared at Mo Wen, rather interested. Mo Wen was alone and he didn't seem to have any company. However, it seemed a little unrealistic for him to come alone to take the spiritual fire.
Almost none of the people who dared to venture into the eighth level for the spiritual fire were people who could be easily dealt with. There were others here who had an even higher cultivation than Gao Hanshan. A team had almost no chance of acquiring the spiritual fire if they didn't have a Martial Arts Grandmaster around to hold the fort.
Mo Wen nodded. He understood what Gao Hanshan meant. But he said nothing. He didn't have much confidence to get the spiritual fire either. It all depended on his luck.
”Is the spiritual fire very important to you?” Jun Wulei asked with a frown.
”Yes.”
Not only was the spiritual fire related to whether he could become immortal, most importantly, he only stood a chance to successfully cultivate the Spiritless Clean Fire if it had absorbed the power of the spiritual fire. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, he might not get far in cultivating the Spiritless Clean Fire even a decade or more.
Upon hearing this, Jun Wulei's expression kept changing for a while. This time, Gao Clan had high hopes for the spiritual fire. His own grandfather was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, reaching the limits of an ancient martial art practitioner. Once his grandfather had acquired the spiritual fire, he might even be able to embark on the Way of Immortals.
Gao Hanshan and the other elders exchanged a glance. Naturally, they had noticed Jun Wulei's changing expression. It was just that they didn't expect Jun Wulei to think so highly of Mo Wen. He seemed to be in a dilemma after finding out that Mo Wen was fighting for the spiritual fire.
”Little Xiang, just speak what's in your mind. I cannot bear the sight of you being like this.” An old man in black clothes with a huge, white beard glared at Jun Wulei.
”Second Granduncle, there is something which I am not sure whether I should tell all of you.” Jun Wulei sighed. His gaze shifted towards Mo Wen.
A light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. His facial expression turned serious; his fists were clenched tight. He was aware of what Jun Wulei wanted to say. In this world, there were not many people who understood his identity completely. Jun Wulei was one of those people. Demoness Gong had told Jun Wulei while they were at Dafang Sect. She had reassured Mo Wen that he could be at ease with him. Of this, however, Mo Wen was uncertain.
Demoness Gong also seemed to have mentioned that the Gao Clan which stood behind Jun Wulei was one of the factions under the Ming Cult's Left Wisdom King in the past. The clan had over a thousand years of heritage and they had always hoped to rebuild the Ming Cult. Gao Clan was the number one influence in the Ming Preservation Faction.
However, even though Gao Clan was in the Ming Preservation Faction, it was hard to say whether they would recognize Mo Wen. Also, Mo Wen had so many secrets. It was hard to say whether the Gao Clan would betray him or not.
”Mo Wen, you can be at ease with Gao Clan completely,” Jun Wulei said. ”Our Gao Clan has always been noble and unsullied. We will never do anything dirty, no matter what. Initially, I thought you would never be able to do that, so I have not mentioned you to my clan members. I am afraid that it might affect you negatively or give you pressure. But now, I feel that you are indeed somewhat different. Perhaps you can complete the task that our Gao Clan has been unable to achieve for a few hundred years. If our Gao Clan can help you now, perhaps it will be more beneficial for you.”
Demoness Gong had reminded Jun Wulei not to tell anyone about Mo Wen's identity, not even the Gao Clan members. He had kept his promise. He was the only one in the whole Gao Clan who knew about Mo Wen's identity. But now, he felt like there was a need to reveal certain things.
”Brat, what riddles are you playing with me? Say what you have to say quickly. Otherwise, don't blame grandfather for not being polite with you.” Gao Hanshan frowned. Xiangchen had actually mentioned Gao Clan's long-cherished hope which they had held for the past few hundred years. Since the matter had been raised to such high stakes, it was impossible for him to not pay attention to it. Of course, he knew what the Gao Clan's long-cherished hope for the past few hundred years was.