Over the years, Zhu Hong had learned a lot of unconventional knowledge. Therefore, in his frustration, Zhu Hong decided to take a walk in the remote mountains. He wanted to try his luck and see if he could find some hidden treasures in the forest.
At his realm, his lifespan was beyond the reach of ordinary people. However, he hoped to live longer and advance to a higher realm. Zhu Hong had read about the Immortal's Realm in ancient books. He also yearned for that illusory world.
However, he was a Rogue Cultivator. If he wanted to cultivate to the peak of the Original Infant Realm and then enter the God Refinement Realm, he would need a huge amount of resources. Over the years, he had robbed other Rogue Cultivators. Although he had accumulated a little, it was far from enough.
Therefore, as long as there was an opportunity to obtain cultivation resources, he would definitely not let it go.
The endless mountain range in front of him made Zhu Hong feel that it was very unusual, but he couldn't tell what exactly was unusual about it. Based on his Original Infant Realm, he could feel that the atmosphere here was special. It was very different from the ordinary mountains.
Therefore, he had stayed here for more than ten days, but he had gained nothing.
Just as Zhu Hong was feeling disheartened and was about to leave this place, he saw two figures flying towards him from an extremely distant place in the sky.
Zhu Hong sat on a huge rock on the peak of a mountain. He squinted his eyes and looked at the two figures flying towards him. He squinted his eyes and kept sizing them up.
"They look … like two strong cultivators?" Zhu Hong's eyes flickered with uncertainty as he stared at the man and the woman. At this moment, he realized that the man was carrying a huge coffin in his hand!
"What are they doing?" Zhu Hong's heart was filled with curiosity and he frowned.
Chu Mo, who was flying in the air, suddenly felt the Divine Mirror in front of his chest heat up. It was a warning.
Chu Mo was slightly stunned. He then looked at the mountains in the distance. After a while, he finally saw Zhu Hong sitting on the peak of a mountain.
Zhu Hong did not recognize Chu Mo, and neither did Chu Mo, because they had never met face to face.
Chu Mo looked at Zhu Hong from afar and used the Firmament Mirror to take a look at him. Chu Mo's heart skipped a beat. Zhu Hong was actually a cultivator above the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm!
Speaking of which, as long as it wasn't a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, Chu Mo dared to fight with them.
However, if possible, Chu Mo would still try to avoid conflicts with cultivators above the late-Nascent Soul stage. Because at this level, there were usually many ways to protect one's life. Unless he launched a surprise attack, not only would it be strenuous for him to fight, it would also be easy for him to slip away.
Injuries were unavoidable when fighting against such a powerhouse. Chu Mo wasn't afraid of getting injured, but in a place like the Spirit World, getting injured meant that his ability to protect himself would decrease, and he would easily encounter danger. Not to mention the fact that he had Fang Lan, his disciple, whose realm was not that high.
As for the cultivator in front of him who was above the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, he was not a threat to Chu Mo. The bloodline genius of the Ouyang Family that he had just killed was also a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm!
The only person he had to worry about was Fang Lan, who was beside him.
But now, Chu Mo had to fight with this cultivator who was above the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. Because the place where he was going to bury Jin Ming was on the mountain that the cultivator was sitting on!
"I hope he won't take the initiative to find trouble with me." Chu Mo thought to himself as he flew over with Fang Lan.
At this moment, Fang Lan finally saw Zhu Hong on the mountain. Her expression changed slightly, and she looked at Chu Mo nervously. She said in a low voice, "Master …"
"What's wrong?" Chu Mo was slightly stunned. He looked at Fang Lan and asked, "Do you know that person?"
Fang Lan replied softly and tried not to look at Zhu Hong on the mountain. Even though she was very far away, she still sent a voice transmission to Chu Mo. "Master, that person seems to be Zhu Hong!"
Fang Lan actually didn't know Zhu Hong, but she'd heard many people describe Zhu Hong's appearance.
At that time, Chu Mo and Big Rooster had entered the Illusory God Dimension, and Zhu Hong had gone on a killing spree and heavily injured the three great clans. Because of this, practically all the survivors of the three great clans remembered the appearance of this devil. Even if he was burnt to ashes, they would probably still be able to recognize him.
"Really?" A light flickered in Chu Mo's eyes.
"It should be? His appearance is practically exactly the same as the descriptions of those people. "Fang Lan hadn't seen Zhu Hong with her own eyes after all, so she didn't dare be 100% sure.
Yet Chu Mo had a plan in his heart. If this person was really Zhu Hong, then he couldn't let him off no matter what.
Chu Mo had always felt that he'd let down the three great clans of Silken City because of the tragedy that Zhu Hong had caused. Since the tragedy that occurred in the Mortal Dimension's Chu Kingdom's Royal City all those years ago, Chu Mo had once sworn in his heart that he would protect everyone by his side. Even though those members of the three great clans of Silken City couldn't be considered to be Chu Mo's relatives and friends, they could be considered to have died because of him.
This caused Chu Mo to always feel extremely guilty in his heart, and he'd once sworn that if he saw Zhu Hong, he would surely kill Zhu Hong and take revenge for those that had died.
While Chu Mo was thinking in his heart, his feet didn't stop, and he'd once sworn that if he saw Zhu Hong, he would surely kill Zhu Hong and take revenge for those that had died.
Zhu Hong was thinking in his heart, yet his feet didn't stop, and he brought Fang Lan along as he continued flying towards the mountain that Zhu Hong resided on.
"Fellow Daoists, I'm Zhu Hong …" Zhu Hong stood up and sized up Fang Lan and Chu Mo who were getting closer and closer. Especially Fang Lan, it caused Zhu Hong to be unable to help but be shocked in his heart!
What a smart woman!
When cultivators looked at others, they were different from ordinary people. They didn't just look at another person's appearance, they looked at the disposition on the other person even more!
When Fang Lan was originally still an ordinary young woman from a small town, her disposition wasn't the slightest bit inferior to the young ladies of large clans in the city. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been captivated by a Young Master with extremely high standards like Jin Ming. Now that she'd gone through ceaseless cultivation, the advantage of her innate small spirit body had become more and more obvious, so her disposition had become even more noble.
"I'm Wang Zhi, this is my friend, Lan Fang." Chu Mo casually made up a fake name, then cupped his fist towards Zhu Hong. "I wonder if Fellow Daoist is here?"
At this moment, Zhu Hong had already sensed the aura of an Golden Core Stage cultivator from Chu Mo's body, and he'd also sensed an even weaker aura from Fang Lan's body. He instantly chuckled and couldn't even be bothered to continue concealing it, and he grinned as he said, "This humble Daoist was waiting for the two of you here?"
"Oh?" Chu Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhu Hong. "We don't know each other, why are you waiting for us?"
As he spoke, Chu Mo had already flown to the mountain, placed Jin Ming's coffin at the side, then turned his body to the side, blocking Fang Lan behind him.
Seeing the vigilance in Chu Mo's eyes, Zhu Hong only felt that it was ridiculous. In his eyes, the two of them were as weak as ants. Even if they put on a defensive posture, what was the use?
Zhu Hong chuckled coldly and looked at Chu Mo. "Fellow Daoist, could it be that you have the ability to predict the future? You've actually brought a coffin for yourself. Not bad, not bad. Saves your corpse from being exposed in the wilderness. This humble Daoist will be a good person to the end. In a while, I'll put you in this coffin and bury you on this mountain. Hmm, the material of this coffin isn't bad … It's made of top-grade wood! "
"Fellow Daoist, could it be that you're joking?" Chu Mo's expression gradually turned cold.
"Who's joking with you? Hurry up and take out all the valuables on you, then I'll give you a quick death. Otherwise … hehehe. "Zhu Hong grinned hideously and approached Chu Mo.
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