Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Four – Ten Finger Prison (1/2)

Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Four – Ten Finger Prison

Pu Yao’s words made Zuo Mo’s heart beat rapidly, but he quickly calmed down. After he had experienced so much, his mind was much stronger than before. Having dealt with Pu Yao for so long, it was clear that Pu Yao said all this for a reason.

Pu Yao saw that Zuo Mo didn’t speak, and was not surprised. He said, “Xiu spells, mo skills, yao arts, the differences between these three are not so absolute and opposed as you imagine. When you reach the higher levels, you will encounter things you cannot imagine now, like a mo general suddenly attacking with a sword scripture move, or a xiuzhe casting a yao art. Everyone has different paths, but they all lead back to the same destination.”

“Oh, this is just idle talk, this has nothing to do with you.” Pu Yao’s blood pupil flashed with a bloody light like a red and glittering ruby. He stared at Zuo Mo, and had an interested expression as he said amusedly, “What I want to say to you is that I am planning on doing a little experiment.”

Zuo Mo suddenly had a bad feeling. “What experiment? Hey, Pu Yao, I’m telling you, don’t do … …”

“Hee!” Pu Ya’s blade-like lips slightly curved. His hands spread out like wings, the ten fingers seemed to be pressed against water and creating ten dots of intangible ripples.

“[Ten Finger Prison], that is a place any yao with ambition will go to!”

The ten ripples spread, and the space surrounding Zuo Mo started to waver.

When he opened his eyes again, he was dumbstruck where he stood. Above his head, a river slowly flowed. It was not supported by anything. Zuo Mo could clearly see a rainbow and vivid schools of fish swimming in the river and the threads of black and green water grasses.

Below his feet was a piece of rock about ten zhang in radius that was floating in the air. In front of him rocks, large and small, floated without end. The river curved and flowed between these floating pieces of rock.

Some rocks had flowers and grasses growing vibrantly on them.

Zuo Mo’s mouth was wide open. Looking at this scene that far surpassed his imagination, he was flabbergasted.

“Oh, this place changed a lot.” Pu Yao’s mood seemed to be pretty good as he looked around.

After a while, Zuo Mo recovered. He carefully walked to the edge of the rock and looked down. What was below was a blurry space that nothing could be made out.

“Below is the endless void. Don’t fall down.” Pu Yao smiled freely, “If you fall down, I can’t save you.”

Zuo Mo’s body froze as he carefully shrank back to the center of the rock. He suddenly turned to stare hard at Pu Yao and gritted through his teeth, “You perverse renyao! Send ge back!”

“Hee hee.” Pu Yao was not angry. “Relax. Right now, you are just a thread of primary soul that has been pulled into the Ten Finger Prison, it’s not like your real body came.”

Zuo Mo was slightly reassured, but Pu Yao’s next words caused the anger in his heart to erupt.

“Oh, but if this thread of your soul can’t return, it isn’t any different than death.”

“Pu, what do you really want to do?” Zuo Mo bit each word out as he asked.

“It is such a familiar smell.” Pu Yao smelled the air of the Ten Finger Prison and showed an intoxicated expression. A moment later, he opened his eyes. “The Great Day mo physique is unyielding and peerlessly powerful, you know this. But you definitely don’t know that compared to the strength of the fleshly body, what the Great Day mo physique requires most is the strength of the inner heart, the strength of the soul, that is the crux to advancement.”

“This place cannot exercise your body, but it can exercise your heart and soul.”

“Welcome to the First Finger Prison of the Ten Finger Prison, Vast Water Clear Skies.”

Pu Yao bowed his body slightly, and made a very elegant gesture.

Zuo Mo quickly composed himself, and started to patiently listen to Pu Yao’s introduction. The more he heard, the more reassured he was. There was a time limit to the Ten Finger Prison. With the strength of Zuo Mo’s consciousness, he could only stay a maximum of four hours in here each time. Even Pu Yao had no way to change this.

Just four hours. The shadow over Zuo Mo’s heart instantly dissipated greatly.

“Ten Finger Prison is also called the Yao Training Prison. Any yao that has a little bit of accomplishment would basically have come here. The Yao Art Houses will even form teams and have events to increase the combat abilities of their students. Oh, you xiuzhe have similar places. Like Wu Kong Sword Sect’s sword cave, but that place is very small in comparison. Large sects like Kun Lun have their own training grounds. They are very big, about ten jie or so. We yao aren’t so extravagant. Oh, we’re so poor there’s no other way.”

Zuo Mo found that as Pu Yao entered the Ten Finger Prison, his words became more abundant, and was almost chatty. However, this matched his wishes. He could get some information from this guy’s mouth.

“Then won’t I encounter yao here?” Zuo Mo said doubtfully. He then became slightly excited. In any case, it was just four hours. Thinking that way, this trip to the Ten Finger Prison was more like a vacation.

“Right,” Pu Yao then twisted his mouth, “but this is the First Finger Prison, they will all just be beginners.”

“Oh. If they all like coming here, then this place should have some benefits.” Zuo Mo instantly showed his practical side.

“The Ten Finger Prison was supposedly created by an ancient Great Yao, and includes almost all the yao arts. Of course, that’s just a boast, you can just listen to it. But it does have a lot of yao arts. For example, the First Finger Prison, Vast Water Clear Skies, it is made from thirteen thousand low-level yao arts. I counted when I was young.” Pu Yao said with interest.

Zuo Mo looked at Pu Yao like he was looking at a monster. Alright, this joke was slightly bad.

“You were so idle when you were young.”

When the admiration in his heart reached his mouth, it became scorn. From this, it was possible to see that Zuo Mo was still angry over Pu Yao pulling him into the Ten Finger Prison for a four hour trip.

“Yes!” Pu Yao responded emotionally as though he was thinking of the times in the past.

Zuo Mo’s mind shifted. “Pu, what were you like when you were young?”

“A person as weak as you cannot understand.”

Pu Yao’s answer instantly smashed the remaining good feeling in Zuo Mo’s heart. He rolled his eyes. “So the powerful you came here to count? Counted all the way to thirteen thousand?”

“Ha ha!” Pu Yao laughed freely.