We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? Chapter 533: Within One Month, I Want All Information on Him (2 in 1)

This time, Xiao Mo had not only escaped death, but successfully completed the mission as well.

Xiangniang had thought that, at least for a short time, a near-certain-death task like that would not fall on Xiao Mo’s head again.

But who would have known that, in the days that followed, the upper ranks of the Myriad Demon Alliance in Flowing Sand City would force every extremely dangerous mission onto Xiao Mo.

And all of them were compulsory missions. Xiao Mo was not allowed to say even half a word of refusal.

Xiangniang was certain in her heart that this had to be that First Prince of the Heavenly Demon Kingdom deliberately targeting Xiao Mo.

So she tried to go find Elder Hongxia of Tushan, hoping to ask her to uphold justice for Xiao Mo.

But after she finally managed to see Tushan Hongxia, the other woman merely tossed out a mild sentence.

“The capable should do more work. The more dangerous the missions Xiao Mo carries out, the greater his military merit will be. The Myriad Demon Alliance will not mistreat him.”

That old hag Tushan Hongxia’s words made Xiangniang’s chest feel so stifled she nearly choked on it.

How was this a question of mistreatment or not?

What use was higher military merit?

You still had to be alive to spend it!

But Xiangniang had no way to say these words to her face.

For her, being able to see Tushan Hongxia at all was only because the other party had given her a little face on account of her being a junior of Tushan.

She herself was insignificant and had no weight. Could she really force Tushan Hongxia to change her mind?

Still unwilling to give up, Xiangniang then planned to spend some spirit stones to bribe Flowing Sand City’s stewards and have them “overlook” Xiao Mo.

But the moment those people heard this involved “Xiao Mo,” they were so frightened they did not dare accept even a single low-grade spirit stone.

It was as if Xiao Mo were some unlucky star, and whoever touched him would be dragged down with him.

“Damn it! Does that Chen Jue really have that much ability? Does the entire Myriad Demon Alliance have to help him deal with you? What bullshit Myriad Demon Alliance? They’re all bastards raised by beasts! May every son they have be born without an asshole, and every daughter they have end up in a brothel! Fuck their grandmothers! Bah!”

After running into walls everywhere, Xiangniang stood before Xiao Mo and cursed shrewishly, so angry her soft chest trembled and heaved.

“I was wondering what you had been so busy with these days.”

Seeing Xiangniang so furious and frustrated, Xiao Mo gave a faint smile.

“So it was for this. Enough, enough. Stop wasting your energy.”

“Young Master!”

Xiangniang quickly stepped forward, reached out, and pressed down the book in Xiao Mo’s hand. Her voice was full of anxiety.

“I am doing all this for your safety!”

“Then have you ever heard a certain saying?”

Xiao Mo raised his head and looked at Xiangniang, his expression composed.

“What saying?”

Xiangniang blinked, looking utterly blank.

“The emperor is not anxious, yet the eunuch is.”

Xiao Mo smiled faintly, closed the book, turned, and walked into his room.

“Hey... Young Master... Young Master!”

Xiangniang wanted to chase him into the room, but Xiao Mo had already set up a spell formation. She could only stamp her feet anxiously at the door, helpless to do anything.

After realizing she truly had no way to stop it, Xiangniang could only accompany Xiao Mo on his missions.

However, Xiangniang understood her own strength very clearly.

If some missions were too dangerous, she did not dare force herself to follow.

Xiangniang knew that if she stubbornly stayed by Xiao Mo’s side, not only would she fail to help him, she might instead burden him and harm him.

Thus, sometimes when Xiao Mo went out on missions, Xiangniang could only remain in the courtyard alone, waiting uneasily for him to return.

What exactly is Xiao Mo doing?

As she waited for Xiao Mo in the courtyard, this doubt often surfaced in Xiangniang’s heart.

Although the more dangerous a mission was, the richer the military merit accumulated from it would be, there were many cultivators nearing the end of their lifespan, or urgently seeking a breakthrough, who would even take the initiative to accept these near-certain-death missions, all to fight for that one slim chance of breakthrough.

But Xiangniang also understood that Xiao Mo had never been the kind of cultivator who blindly chased realms.

Moreover, Xiao Mo was currently still young, with long years ahead of him.

The words “approaching the end of his lifespan” simply did not exist for Xiao Mo.

Fortunately, every single time, Xiao Mo managed to turn danger into safety and force his way back from the gates of death.

As time passed, Xiangniang even grew somewhat used to these days of constant fear...

And each time Xiao Mo survived a brush with death, his cultivation realm would advance by a few degrees.

After all, for cultivators, enlightenment between life and death was the deepest and most direct kind of understanding.

Even Daoist cultivators were no exception.

If things continued this way, Xiangniang felt that Xiao Mo was practically about to step into the Nascent Soul Realm.

A Nascent Soul Realm cultivator under thirty!

This was simply like one of those legendary heavenly prodigies...

She had never imagined one would actually appear at her side!

But if some were delighted, others were naturally troubled.

Every time Xiao Mo returned alive, the expression of Chen Jue, First Prince of the Heavenly Demon Kingdom, would darken a little more.

The missions the Myriad Demon Alliance assigned to Xiao Mo were all among the most dangerous.

Chen Jue judged for himself that if he were the one sent instead, he would likely have had no way to escape death.

Yet Xiao Mo simply could not be killed.

Several times, a dozen or so people went out together, and everyone else was buried outside. Only Xiao Mo returned alive!

“Can Xiao Mo really be that hard to kill?”

Inside his room, Chen Jue’s face was livid with rage. He grabbed a teacup and smashed it hard against the floor, sending shards flying everywhere.

If Father Emperor and the others had not repeatedly warned him that Xiao Mo had to die by accident, preferably at the hands of the enemy, with his death reasonable and well-founded, Chen Jue would have wanted to beg Father Emperor to execute Xiao Mo immediately.

As for Xiao Mo—

He naturally had no idea what Chen Jue was thinking.

Even if he knew, he would not take it to heart at all.

Whenever Xiao Mo had spare time, aside from his daily cultivation, he would sit quietly in the courtyard and read.

Later, since Xiao Mo had nothing else to do in his free time, he simply bought a small building in Flowing Sand City and opened a bookstore.

He named the bookstore “Cijing.”

The books in Cijing were quite varied. There were cultivation methods and secret manuals, records of artifact refining experience, key points of sword techniques, alchemy spell arts, and all kinds of other things.

Most of these books had been exchanged by Xiao Mo from the Myriad Demon Alliance using his own military merit.

When he encountered some decent books, Xiao Mo would also add annotations beside them, writing down his own thoughts and experiences.

As for the prices of these books, they were astonishingly low.

Compared with the normal market price, the prices Xiao Mo set were equivalent to a seventy-percent discount.

There were even some books that could not necessarily be bought on the market even if one had money.

Moreover, cultivators with tight finances could also browse inside the bookstore on their own, as long as they did not take the books out of the shop.

For a time, both humans and demons poured into “Cijing” to read, with human cultivators making up the majority.

With the money he earned from selling books, Xiao Mo then turned around and used it to support some human cultivators in difficult situations.

Before long, the Cijing bookstore Xiao Mo had opened spread throughout all of Flowing Sand City, and naturally, word also reached the middle and upper ranks of the Myriad Demon Alliance.

They began considering whether they should issue an order making Xiao Mo shut the shop down.

But Flowing Sand City had no explicit rule forbidding this.

After all, in the past, who would take rewards exchanged with their own military merit and scatter them away practically for free like this?

In the end, after weighing and considering it, Tushan Hongxia finally still allowed Xiao Mo to continue operating the bookstore.

In any case, he would not live much longer. Let him fuss however he wanted.

Gradually, Xiao Mo’s reputation spread farther and farther through the city.

Half a year passed.

Among the cultivators and ordinary commoners in Flowing Sand City, there was almost no one who did not know of the bookstore named Cijing.

There was no one who did not know that the bookstore’s owner was extremely good-looking.

Though he was a Daoist cultivator who practiced the Daoist path, his entire bearing carried the refined elegance of a scholar.

The only thing these cultivators could not figure out was what exactly this bookstore owner wanted.

This military merit had all been earned by risking his life...

They did not know the reason behind it, but Xiangniang understood in her heart—

Xiao Mo was playing the great good man again!

She watched helplessly as Xiao Mo squandered the military merit he had earned through near-certain death, and it hurt her even more than if he had spent her own.

But what could she do? She knew she could not persuade Xiao Mo at all.

......

Before anyone realized it, another two years quietly flowed by.

The Sacred Demon Alliance and the Heavenly Demon Alliance finally joined hands and launched an all-out assault on Flowing Sand City.

Previously, the two sides had only engaged in minor clashes, probing each other’s strength. But this time, they truly meant to decide life and death!

All cultivators on the Myriad Demon Alliance’s front line left the city to meet the enemy.

Countless flying boats and warships collided violently in the sky.

Demon cultivators of every kind revealed their enormous original forms one after another and slaughtered each other bitterly across the plains.

Innumerable spell arts bombarded the earth and spread into the sky.

Until the vast land was thoroughly dyed red by gurgling streams of blood.

Until the setting sun at the horizon was reflected by the blood across the ground, blazing hot as fire.

“Staying alive comes first. Whatever you do, don’t throw your life away.”

Xiao Mo hurriedly reminded Xiangniang, then charged deep into the enemy formation.

Every demon that approached Xiao Mo would unknowingly fall into his illusion art.

Like puppets on strings, they raised the weapons in their hands and hacked wildly at the comrades beside them.

Aside from this, Xiao Mo also activated the Butterfly Transformation section within Great Dream of Yellow Millet.

In an instant, with him as the center, the ground within five li shook violently.

Dozens of enormous stone men slowly crawled up from deep within the earth, then smashed thunderously into the enemy formation.

High in the sky, layer upon layer of white clouds also seemed to come alive, transforming into mighty white dragons that dove down and slaughtered the enemy’s bird and beast demon cultivators.

Although Great Dream of Yellow Millet was a Daoist spell art, when it came to killing power, it was not vague in the slightest.

It could be said that as long as Xiao Mo’s imagination was wild enough, all things in this world could become weapons of slaughter in his hands.

And when this bitter battle lasted until the third day, Xiao Mo, with cultivation at the perfected Golden Core Realm, forcibly crossed realms and slew a cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Afterward, something stirred within Xiao Mo’s heart, and he directly triggered a lightning tribulation on the battlefield, forcibly breaking through into the Nascent Soul Realm!

For a time, thunder roared, and heaven and earth changed color.

The alliance leaders of the Sacred Demon Alliance and Heavenly Demon Alliance had never imagined that such a peerless genius would suddenly emerge within the Myriad Demon Alliance!

Not only did he dare undergo tribulation on a battlefield where karma was most heavily entangled, he actually succeeded!

Even more shocking was that this person was not even twenty-five years old!

Such a young Nascent Soul Realm cultivator!

The demon-race world had not seen one in far too long!

Unfortunately, he was human.

But fortunately... he was human.

Xiao Mo’s Heaven-and-Earth Dharma Form rose from the ground, towering between heaven and earth like a majestic mountain.

Behind the head of that Heaven-and-Earth Dharma Form hung a bright moon and a blazing sun.

Yin and yang intertwined, radiance crossing and weaving, so dazzling that people could barely open their eyes.

From afar, Tushan Hongxia looked at that dharma form, and her brows could not help knitting tightly. Her expression was extremely complicated.

“If only you were a demon.”

Tushan Hongxia let out a heavy sigh, her aged eyes full of unconcealable regret.

But in the next instant, the regret in Tushan Hongxia’s eyes quickly transformed into cold killing intent.

She knew that Xiao Mo absolutely could not be allowed to continue cultivating like this.

Otherwise, for all of Tushan, he would become an enormous problem, with endless future calamity.

This earth-shaking battle lasted five days and five nights from beginning to end, with blood flowing like rivers and corpses strewn across the field.

In the end, although the Myriad Demon Alliance’s cultivators suffered heavy casualties, they at least successfully stopped the Sacred Demon Alliance and Heavenly Demon Alliance’s offensive.

The Myriad Demon Alliance had even defeated the allied forces of the two great alliances head-on, dealing an extremely heavy blow to their morale.

And Xiao Mo’s name gradually spread among the three great demon alliances, and even through the entire demon-race world.

In particular, the human cultivators of the demon-race world were all excited that such a genius had emerged from their human race!

They felt that Heaven had finally begun to favor humans!

The human race shall rise!

......

“Stepped into Nascent Soul before thirty? The human race shall rise?”

Three months after the war ended, a flying boat that had come from the Four Seas was slowly traveling in Tushan’s direction.

And on the flying boat, a woman dressed in a green skirt was softly reading the battle reports collected over these days, her expression full of disdain and contempt.

Over the years, she had seen far too many so-called “geniuses,” so many that she had long since grown numb to them.

Only those who survived and stepped into the upper three realms could truly be counted as geniuses.

Before entering the upper three realms, those geniuses could all become someone else’s stepping stone.

However, when the woman in green continued reading downward, her originally indifferent eyes suddenly narrowed sharply.

Her fingers involuntarily clenched the battle report in her hand. Her heart also began to beat violently faster in that instant, and even her breathing grew somewhat hurried.

“This person is called... Xiao Mo...”

The woman in green stared blankly at that name, her gaze unable to move away for a long time.

“Could it be...”

“It should be impossible. Perhaps it is only the same name. I do not know how many times I have seen things like this over the years.”

“But... what if?”

The woman in green tightly pressed her thin lips together, her expression sinking into deep conflict.

“Han’er.”

In the end, the woman in green still raised her head and called out beyond the room.

“Sister Xiaoqing.”

The maid named Han’er answered and entered the room, respectfully bending in a salute.

“Go!”

Xiaoqing handed the entire battle report in her hand to the maid, her tone urgent and decisive.

“Within one month! I want every piece of information on this man named Xiao Mo!”