Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety One – Rock Wall (2/2)

Two figures suddenly appeared in the empty sea of consciousness.

“It is not good that we are fooling him like this.” Wei was slightly hesitant.

“Fool him? Where did we fool him? Isn’t that shen power? Didn’t the three powers descend from shen power?” Pu Yao had a righteous expression.

“But … … what if he doesn’t succeed?” Wei halted his words.

“Doesn’t succeed?” Pu Yao rolled his eyes and said irresponsibility. “There is no loss to us.” Pausing, he then said even more irresponsibly, “There’s no loss to him either.”

“That’s true.” Wei was reassured.

The two disappeared at the same time.

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Shen power! Damn it! What was shen power?

Zuo Mo gritted his teeth as he repeatedly muttered as though he was possessed.

He had gone over the rock wall thousands of times with his hands and hadn’t found anything. It may have been that he had touched it too much but he felt that the rock wall was much smoother than before and felt like a mirror.

He asked for help from Wei but Wei always had a burdened face. He asked for help from Pu Yao but this guy didn’t help him, and even scorned him to the point that Zuo Mo wanted to bomb him into smithereens.

Ge has principles!

Zuo Mo recited one hundred times and recovered his fighting spirit. He pulled up his sleeves and used the posture of the poison ivy, gluing himself to the wall, for a new round of fighting.

Unless life ends, the battle does not stop!

The winds howls, the river is cold, the hero climbs the wall and never to return… …[i]

Shen power, shen power, where are you?

Zuo Mo did not discover anything in the entire day.

No matter if he was touching, hitting, or hammering, no matter what he did, the rock wall did not react at all.

This rock wall was also very strange. No matter if Zuo Mo used ling power, spiritual power or the mo physique, the rock wall would produce a strong repellent power that forcibly pushed him aside.

Zuo Mo tried to adjust the three powers, and even tried to use all three at the same time. The rock wall was not as resistant when he did this but the three powers were like mud thrown into the ocean, and did not even cause a ripple.

The rock wall was still that rock wall, unchanged.

Bro, give a response?

Zuo Mo wanted to cry. He felt he was like the mouse pulling the turtle and did not know where to start.

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Shu Long felt it would be better for less people to see Daren like this so he hurried everyone else out. Out of consideration for safety, he still arranged for people to stand guard outside to prevent any accidents from happening to Daren. After arranging all this, Shu Long threw himself back into his crazy cultivation.

All of Guard Camp was immersed in this furious cultivation atmosphere. It wasn’t just them, Vermillion Bird Camp was also the same. For this, Golden Crow Camp had specially forged all kinds of lingdan that were open to everyone so that each person had a daily ration.

The incident of Zuo Mo’s attempted assassination had deeply stimulated every single person on Turtle Island.

If something happened to Daren, the consequences … …

No one dared to imagine!

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Zuo Mo was deathly exhausted after working for a whole day. He and the rock wall seemed to be at odds. The power of the rock wall was not ferocious or offensive but it greatly expended his three powers. Unknowingly in this struggle, the power inside Zuo Mo had been completely wrung out without a drop left.

When Zuo Mo realized this, he was so tired he didn’t even want to move a finger.

Leaning against the rock wall, he fell into a deep sleep.

How long has it been since he slept like a normal person? Zuo Mo couldn’t remember. As his power grew, his need for sleep decreased by the day. After cultivating the Great Day mo physique, he didn’t even need sleep.

He was in a heavy sleep like a child.

The dark cave was silent and an undetectable light suddenly floated on the rock wall.

The light was extremely weak and carried a slight green as it slowly permeated Zuo Mo’s body.

Deep in slumber, Zuo Mo did not detect it.

The speed of the green energy’s permeation was not fast and it was soundless.

Suddenly, Zuo Mo’s dantian and the space between his brow suddenly lit up. At the same time, his body lit up with a faint golden energy.

At this most crucial time, Zuo Mo’s three powers started to cooperate to stop the green energy.

The speed of the green energy’s permeation instantly slowed.

The lights on Zuo Mo’s body continuously changed. Four kinds of power, four kinds of light, all lit up and dimmed, changing constantly.

There was no pain on his face. He had an infant-like smile on the corner of his mouth and he was in a sweet sleep.

He was having a strange dream.

[i] The actual version of what Zuo Mo says is a quote by Jing Ke and roughly translates to (from Wikipedia) “The wind blows, the river freezes. The hero fords, never to return!” as Jing Ke attempts to assassinate the King of Qin who later becomes Emperor Qin, the first “emperor.”

Translator Ramblings: Okay, Zuo Mo is being spoonfed plot at this point in time. I’m not ashamed to admit that I really thought before this that it would be a reversion back to farming-and-making money when I first read the story.

Also, Pu Yao and Wei are just … … here’s a spell, you might die … … here’s a mo physique, you might die … … here’s a divine light, your soul might be destroyed … … in the grand scheme of things, what they are doing now is harmless.