823 Third Realm Martial Arts Grandmaster (1/2)

A glint of curiosity flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. Who had made such a psychedelic stratagem in this mountain? Moreover, it was in the territory of the Five Tigers Sect. Could it be that it was made by someone from the Five Tigers Sect?

”I'll find out once I enter it.” Driven by curiosity, Mo Wen intended to break the psychedelic stratagem and explore the hidden place. The person who could design such a psychedelic stratagem was not a simple figure. Could it be that there was someone like this in the Five Tigers Sect?

Now that Mo Wen had inherited Ji Wuya's heritage, breaking this kind of basic psychedelic stratagem was an easy task for him. In less than seven minutes, Mo Wen had successfully broken through the psychedelic stratagem. The truth was revealed after the illusion was removed. The surrounding woods disappeared in an instant, and a col appeared before his eyes.

As Mo Wen set foot in the col, warm winds blew past his face, followed by the aroma of flowers. The surrounding area was refreshing.

”It's like spring all year round. This is a good place.” A glint of approval flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. Various types of flowers blossomed in the col. The effect was colorful and pleasing. Everywhere Mo Wen looked, flowers filled the ground, forming a sea of flowers. Bees were dancing gleefully in the sea of flowers.

It was winter right now. Chilly winds were howling outside and the ground was covered in ice. The outside world and this place formed a bright contrast.

In the middle of the sea of flowers stood a little wooden house. The wooden house was set on top of a gigantic cob tree. It was rather exquisite.

”Who lives here?” Mo Wen was a little curious. Clearly, this place was suitable for living in seclusion. Could it be that he had found the home of a hidden master?

The wooden house was still quite far away from where Mo Wen was. However, since it was located on a tree, Mo Wen could see it from far away. He was still quite a distance away from it.

Mo Wen walked towards the wooden house. After traversing layer upon layer of flowers, he finally reached the cob tree after walking for more than ten minutes. An elder with white hair was lying on a lounge chair beneath the cob tree. He had a palm-leaf fan in his hand. Once in a while, he would waive the fan to chase away the flies around him.

”Senior, are you the owner of this place? I unintentionally entered this place. I hope you don't mind.” Mo Wen greeted the elder politely. He was indeed impolite to enter the elder's place of seclusion without permission.

The elder who was leisurely laying on the lounge chair with his eyes closed seemed to be startled by the sudden voice. He jumped up from the chair. The palm-leaf fan in his hand dropped to the ground as well.

”How did you get in?” The white-haired elder glared as he sized Mo Wen up. He had a look of astonishment in his eyes.

”I unintentionally entered this place.” Mo Wen was also stunned by the white-haired elder's response. When Mo Wen walked over, he had not hidden his aura and his faint footsteps could be heard. This elder had not noticed.

By rights, those that could live here should not be ordinary people. Not just anyone could setup that psychedelic stratagem.

”Unintentionally entered? Little brother, your luck is quite good. You are the first person who managed to unintentionally enter this place of mine.” The white-haired elder looked at Mo Wen with a meaningful look. There was a look of caution in his eyes. Unintentionally enter? Only a fool would believe him.

Mo Wen also looked at the elder in surprise. No matter how he looked, he did not seem like a hidden master. Also, from his body, Mo Wen could not detect any aura of cultivation. Mo Wen's sensory ability was astonishing. For such a thing to happen, there usually could only be two possibilities. The first was that this elder's cultivation was too high, far surpassing his sensory range, and so he could not detect any clues. But such a person would need to have cultivation at least above that of the Primordial Soul Realm.

Another possibility was that this elder was just an ordinary person and had no cultivation at all.

The appearance of the psychedelic stratagem pointed to the first possibility. For ordinary third realm Martial Arts Grandmasters, if they did not have a deep understanding of stratagem techniques, they most likely would be unable to set up the psychedelic stratagem. If the psychedelic stratagem was personally set up by this elder, Mo Wen would not find it strange if he was a Primordial Soul Realm immortal cultivator.

But from this elder's demeanor, it did not seem that this was the case.

Incredulous, Mo Wen did not care about being polite. He released his deified soul and enveloped the elder, instantly scanning the elder's body.

If the elder was a Primordial Soul Realm immortal cultivator, he would certainly not let Mo Wen scan around as he pleased. However, Mo Wen's deified soul managed to scan him without any hindrance.

”So that's how it is.” After a while, a look of understanding flashed in Mo Wen's eyes.

”Who exactly are you?” The white-haired elder looked at Mo Wen with a look of caution. Just now, he had felt a creepy sensation envelop his entire body. Although he did not know why, he could guess that the youth had done something.

”I just unintentionally entered this place. I bear you no ill will,” Mo Wen said with a smile.

”Oh, if little brother can enter this place, you must not be an ordinary person. However, sorry to disappoint you, but this place is just a col with a comfortable climate. There is nothing special here. As for me, I am just an elder that is on his way to his grave. I have nothing of value for you to dig up,” the white-haired elder said plainly.