Chapter 446: Teaching a Lesson

Chapter 446: Chapter 446: Teaching a Lesson

"HEY!!"

"You ignorant fools, what are you doing here!?"

Seeing the Blue Luan’s Cyan Fire flying wildly about, igniting the surrounding woods with flames that the wind couldn’t extinguish, the Flying Ship dove straight down.

Yuan Chu’s eyes bulged as he bellowed in anger.

"Ah! It’s disciples from the sect..."

"Let’s scram!"

The Spirit Beasts below were sharp. The moment they heard the angry shouts, their eyes darted around, and with a WHOOSH, they vanished.

The three-legged toad hopped away, and the spirit beast with the body of a snake and the head of a raccoon dog ignored its dizziness and writhed into the jungle.

Ah Er dazedly saw what looked like a familiar face in the sky, and felt the guilt of being caught red-handed.

He swung his club at the Blue Luan a final couple of times, then scrambled to his feet and staggered off.

Aboard the Flying Ship, Yuan Chu sneered and reached out a massive hand.

"Thinking of running?"

The lines on his palm seemed to magnify and spin, like winding ravines coiling to life, generating an immense suction force.

Dust and stones flew up from the ground.

The group of Spirit Beasts, so boisterous just moments ago, suddenly lost control of their bodies and were pulled backward.

...

Bai Mo was unaware of the small commotion outside.

At this moment, he was still reading the *Jing River Pill News* in his hands.

The author of this volume was likely Bai Touweng.

Bai Mo often corresponded with him and could tell that the contents of the book were interpreted through his worldview.

Flipping through a few pages, he also saw a school of thought born from the Outer Pill Method. They refined single-use Pills and called themselves the Spirit-Descending Sect.

In sects that cultivated this Pill Method, a Cultivator, before their death, would invariably use their own body as a furnace. They would extract a portion of their cultivation and refine it into a Pill, adding to the sect’s foundation.

Bai Mo examined their techniques. They weren’t a stagnant school, but one that had innovated upon the Outer Pill Method.

It had its merits.

BANG BANG BANG!

Just as he was lost in contemplation, there was a series of loud, urgent knocks at the door.

Frowning, Bai Mo pulled his thoughts back and pushed the door open.

As soon as he opened the stone door, he saw a small group of people outside, led by none other than Yuan Chu.

"Hahahahaha!"

The moment he saw Bai Mo, Yuan Chu let out a hearty laugh.

"Junior Brother, do you still recognize this little guy of yours?"

With a long arm, he lifted up a boy in a daoist robe who had red lips and white teeth.

The boy was still struggling and crying out, but he couldn’t break free from Yuan Chu’s massive hand. All his efforts were in vain.

Now, meeting Bai Mo’s gaze, he gave a guilty grin.

Just as he was about to speak, with a POOF, a puff of smoke rose, and he reverted to a fluffy, bestial form.

Yuan Chu let go, and it hit the ground with a solid thud. It rolled over and got up, grimacing in pain.

Bai Mo’s eyebrows rose, a sense of relief washing over him.

"I recognize him, yes."

"Wasting an Outer Golden Pill to achieve a moment of transformation... I see it was somewhat effective. He didn’t eat all that food for nothing."

Bai Mo stepped aside, inviting Yuan Chu and the others inside.

"What did he do wrong?"

The group walked in one by one. Ah Er shrank his neck and followed at the very end.

Yuan Chu grinned.

"This rascal gathered a bunch of Spirit Beasts to ambush the Spirit Beasts from the Spirit Control Dao outside the market. They were brawling."

Bai Mo shook his head.

"He was humiliated first. His heart was unsettled, so now he’s getting revenge. That’s only natural; it’s not a mistake."

"Haha!" Yuan Chu laughed. He had witnessed part of Ah Er’s revenge.

Thinking back on it now, he was startled to realize that within the sect, aside from the circle of fellow Cultivators, there was also this hidden social circle.

"He really does have a genuine disposition."

"However, during their brawl, that Blue Luan’s Cyan Fire ignited the green woods outside the market, nearly causing a major fire."

The Spirit Beasts of the Spirit Control Dao are mostly exceptionally talented and possess powerful bloodlines.

A Blue Luan’s Cyan Fire cannot be doused by water or extinguished by wind. If it had truly spread, it would have been a thorny problem.

Only then did Bai Mo agree, turning to look at Ah Er.

"Your thinking was incomplete. All those books you’ve read were wasted..."

Ah Er let out a huge sigh of relief, but he also felt a little ashamed, twisting his paws together.

He felt he had truly let down the teachings of Bai Mo and the old Shopkeeper from the bookstore in Immortal Arrival City.

Once inside Mi Mountain, Yuan Chu and the others began to look around.

Bai Mo invited them into the stone house and served them tea, but instead of asking their purpose for visiting, he said:

"A moment ago, Senior Brother, you mentioned the Spirit Control Dao?"

"That’s right," Yuan Chu said. "I’ve already sent those Spirit Beasts back. To be fair, I punished both sides equally."

Bai Mo nodded.

"I’ve heard that the place where they cultivate is nowhere near here. Why have they been lingering for so long?"

Yuan Chu paused slightly. "Junior Brother, you mean..."

"The surrounding Spiritual Qi has been strange lately. It seems to be flowing towards the southeast."

Bai Mo thought for a moment, then said, "Could it be that a rare treasure is about to appear?"

Mi Mountain is guarded by the Great Suanni. Logically, such a phenomenon shouldn’t occur, which is why Bai Mo made this guess.

Yuan Chu hissed, drawing in a breath.

"You alchemists are just more sensitive. I’ll keep an eye out later."

The Xuandao Sect’s domain was already superior to ordinary treasured lands; it was common for treasures to be born here.

Disciples competing with each other was always a source of great entertainment within the sect.

After a few moments of pleasantries, the group returned to the main topic.

Yuan Chu took out a token from the Foreign Affairs Hall.

"The sect has ordered us to check on the Old Ancestor’s condition."

Bai Mo saw it and knew he wasn’t lying.

"Divine Dao Mountain intends to welcome the Old Ancestor back?"

"Isn’t that the truth?" Yuan Chu said frankly. "But this matter depends solely on fate; it cannot be forced."

"Where is the Old Ancestor?"

"I don’t know."

To this day, Bai Mo had still never seen the Great Suanni’s true form, so he could only spread his hands and say:

"You Senior Brothers are the experts. As for my place, besides the black prison, feel free to search wherever you like..."

The Great Suanni was probably fast asleep. After calling out a few times to no avail, Yuan Chu had to take out a Compass and search all over.

Bai Mo, meanwhile, called Ah Er over. He placed a finger on its head and asked:

"Do you feel any changes?"

Ah Er paused, confused, and shook his head.

Bai Mo sighed.

"It seems transforming once didn’t teach you much. You’re an incorrigible child..."

The teacher began the lesson, and the search party began their search.

While Mi Mountain was in this state of chaos, a Cultivator approached from the distance.

He saw the green vegetation on the mountain and several disciples bustling about, making for a lively scene.

He stopped in his tracks, and amid his disbelief, he let out a sigh.

"Tsk tsk, I’ve really been away from the sect too long. When did Mi Mountain become like this?"

Although he had never been to Mi Mountain, he had heard from fellow sect members that this was supposed to be a desolate place.

Wei Xianxing tightened the bundle on his back and strode toward Mi Mountain.

Arriving before the entrance, he coughed once and called out in a loud voice:

"Ahem!"

"Junior Brother Bai, are you here?"

Bai Mo came out at the sound of the voice and was pleasantly surprised to see Wei Xianxing.

This was a former steward disciple from the outer sect’s Broken Blade Peak. He was forthright and had taken good care of Bai Mo.

But after they entered the inner sect, the two had not been in contact for a long time.

"Brother Wei!?"

"It’s been so long! Please, come in, come in..."

Wei Xianxing started to lift his foot but hesitated for a moment. Only after seeing Yuan Chu inside did he step in.

"I’ve asked around about you, Senior Brother," Bai Mo said.

"But few people could give a clear answer. I only heard that you joined the War Hall. What are you doing now?"

Wei Xianxing entered the stone house with him, saw an unused cup of tea on the table, and promptly picked it up and drank it.

"I did join the War Hall. I’ve been running around outside these past few days."

"But let’s not talk about such idle matters for now."

Wei Xianxing cleared his throat and suddenly lowered his voice.

"Junior Brother Bai, do you want a dao companion?"