Chapter 1087: Do You Have It? (1/2)

Chapter 1087: Do You Have It?

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Mo Wuji dared to use the Fetal Transformation Technique to transform to a tiny blade of grass because he cultivated the Mortal Technique. It could be said that anyone else that learnt this Fetal Transformation Technique could not use it as well as him. If they tried to transform into a blade of grass, their aura would still be leaked no matter how they tried to hide. Only Mo Wuji's Mortal Technique could allow him to integrate completely into his surroundings without seeming jarring.

As he moved in the winds, Mo Wuji had already memorised the location on Kun Yun's jade letter in his mind.

A clear path appeared in Mo Wuji's sea of consciousness. Mo Wuji did not hesitate as he moved on this path. He believed that Kun Yun wouldn't lie to him about this; he knew that Kun Yun and that self-proclaimed Great Sage definitely weren't in cahoots. Otherwise, Kun Yun wouldn't have followed him and retreated out of the Great Sage's golden path.

Mo Wuji guessed that Kun Yun would eventually follow him in this same direction. However, he didn't intend to wait for Kun Yun. Before he got the ability to deal with that Great Sage, he definitely wouldn't follow Kun Yun on his other escapades.

Kun Yun probably understood that, which was why this map was prepared for him. Mo Wuji knew that there was another reason why Kun Yun gave him this map: Kun Yun was probably afraid of his Fetal Transformation Technique and was worried that Mo Wuji could ambush him.

The Resting Land of Gods was huge. Mo Wuji continuously wind-teleported for more than a month before he finally stopped. The place he stopped at was a desolate bamboo forest; all the bamboo in this forest had died. It was unknown what kind of bamboos they were; even though they had already died for so many years, they still hadn't eroded.

Mo Wuji followed Kun Yun's map and entered this bamboo forest. After wandering around for three whole days, he stopped at an inconspicuous and dead bamboo. Thereafter, he clasped his fists and said, ”Junior Mo Wuji has come to meet Senior Ku Xinren.”

There was no response.

Mo Wuji opened his spiritual eye and he instantly saw an illusive array gate. That meant to say that Kun Yun had told the truth.

Mo Wuji did not forcefully enter the array gate. With his hands still clasped, he said, ”Senior Ku Xinren, I am a friend of Kun Yun. I have come here under Kun Yun's guidance.”

The Time Plate was something that he definitely needed to borrow. He was very clear about the usefulness that the Time Plate would have. Don't simply look at how he had a huge stash of creation-level god spiritual veins. Although he had sufficient cultivation resources, he would need vast amounts of time to convert these resources into actual strength.

He estimated that he would need at least tens of thousands of years in order to step from his early God King Stage into the Unity God Stage. He couldn't afford to spend so much time.

”You have the eye of spirituality which sees through all falsehoods?” After Mo Wuji spoke for a second time, an aged voice suddenly sounded.

Mo Wuji did not hide anything. He bowed and said, ”Yes, this disciple has a spiritual eye.”

Things went silent once more. After a whole incense's time, Mo Wuji heard that voice again, ”You can come in.”

Following which, a murky black chasm appeared in front of Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji did not hesitate to step into this chasm.

At almost the same instant that Mo Wuji disappeared, that chasm also vanished without a trace.

Mo Wuji could tell that this was a sort of spatial transfer. By the time he landed on hard ground, he saw a moderately-sized bamboo house in front of him.

The bamboo house's door was covered. Before Mo Wuji could release his spiritual will, a voice sounded from the bamboo house, ”Come in then.”

Mo Wuji had come here to borrow the Time Plate; he did not waver as he stepped into the bamboo house.

The bamboo house wasn't big; its area was roughly 20 square meters. At the centre of the bamboo house, there was a bamboo futon. Sitting on the futon, there was a completely ink-black old man. This old man was black from his body to his clothes.

Mo Wuji didn't merely see the black colour on the surface; the Laws of Darkness was among his Laws. Thus, the moment he glanced at this old man, he knew that Kun Yun was right. This old man definitely cultivated the Laws of Darkness.