Chapter 321: The Joke You Traveled Thousands of Miles to Tell Is Indeed Hilarious

Xiao Fan was shocked. “The people of Jade Cauldron Sect have gone mad?”

“They are already struggling to fend for themselves, yet they still want to come and help Pill River Sect?”

Although he had yet to see who those figures were, he could already sense that they all exuded the aura of Divine Transformation cultivators.

They had clearly come to save someone.

Old Dan frowned deeply and suddenly said, “The one in front—doesn’t he look a bit familiar?”

Xiao Fan was taken aback. He infused spiritual power into his eyes and looked carefully.

The three figures were moving at an astonishing speed and had already closed in on Pill River Sect’s mountain gate.

Only now could Xiao Fan clearly see their faces.

The two flanking figures were elderly men, whom Xiao Fan did not recognize.

However, it wasn’t difficult to guess.

They were likely elders of Jade Cauldron Sect at the Divine Transformation stage.

But the man in the middle—his face was incredibly familiar.

So familiar that it had become a psychological shadow, one that he could never forget for the rest of his life.

It was Shen Mo!

“How could it be him?”

“Why is he being escorted by two Divine Transformation elders, and why do they even seem to be deferring to him?”

Xiao Fan instinctively stepped back.

The psychological pressure Shen Mo brought him was overwhelming.

Back at Qingxuan Sect, he had been utterly suppressed, barely able to breathe.

He had thought that coming to Yuzhou, with its vast stage, would allow him to break free from that shadow. Yet, time and time again, Shen Mo still loomed over him unexpectedly.

Old Dan spoke in a low voice. “He’s strong—much stronger than before. Even the aura he unconsciously emits makes me feel a great sense of danger.”

Xiao Fan’s expression darkened. “Old Dan, could he have… stepped into the Divine Transformation realm?”

Old Dan instinctively shook his head. “Impossible. Absolutely impossible.”

“How old is he? How could he possibly advance to the Divine Transformation stage?”

“The young sect master of my Nine Revolutions Pill Dao Sect, blessed with unparalleled talent and great fortune, only managed to break through at forty.”

“What qualifications does Shen Mo have? Compared to you, his fortune is far inferior.”

Xiao Fan let out a laugh.

But his laughter was more miserable than crying.

“Old Dan, you always say his fortune is weaker than mine, yet he keeps encountering miraculous opportunities, his fate overflowing with fortune…”

“Now, I can even feel the threat of death from him…”

Old Dan sighed. “Let’s leave. We must not linger here. No matter what realm Shen Mo has reached or what his purpose is, this is no longer something we can interfere with.”

Xiao Fan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly shook his head firmly. “No, I want to see this through.”

Old Dan sighed again. “Alright then. I will stay and watch with you. With me protecting you, at the very least, you won’t die.”

Xiao Fan nodded.

Up in the sky, Shen Mo’s gaze casually swept over the dense forest and caught sight of a young figure.

Though the face was unfamiliar, his life panel instantly revealed the person’s true identity.

It was Xiao Fan.

“Interesting. It seems he sensed the danger and disguised himself early, fleeing the sect’s mountain gate in advance.”

Shen Mo smiled faintly.

As expected of the Child of Fortune.

He always managed to escape peril before it fully descended.

“Now that I’ve reached the Divine Transformation realm, my personal combat power surpasses the majority of those below the Divine Transformation peak.”

“Is there a chance to eliminate Xiao Fan and Ye Yan—these so-called Children of Fortune?”

Shen Mo pondered.

Back when he slew the Ninth Prince of the Myriad Demon Nation, he had seized his fortune.

His fate had already risen significantly.

If he could now eliminate Xiao Fan and Ye Yan, his own fortune might ascend to the level of a Child of Fortune.

“It’s worth a try.”

Shen Mo smiled calmly and continued flying toward Pill River Sect’s mountain gate.

Yang Qiye gazed ahead, his face involuntarily revealing fear.

Especially at the sight of the colossal elephant demon. Though it hovered several thousand meters away, it felt as if it loomed directly over his head, looking down upon him.

The oppressive aura alone was suffocating, enough to make someone feel as if they were being crushed to death.

Wan Muchen, meanwhile, stared in shock at the shattered grand formation protecting Pill River Sect’s mountain gate.

He had long heard that Pill River Sect had spent an astronomical sum to purchase a Heaven-tier formation from Dragon State.

Many cultivators believed that the sect’s protective formation was impenetrable, impossible to break by human means.

Unexpectedly, it had already been broken today.

However, since it was shattered by the demon race, it technically still hadn’t been broken by human hands…

At this moment, Xiang Jue also sensed an unfamiliar presence and immediately turned around.

His massive eyes locked onto Shen Mo and his two companions.

His gaze only lingered on Yang Qiye and Wan Muchen for a few breaths before shifting to Shen Mo.

As a peerless genius, Shen Mo’s portrait had long been spread throughout the demon race under the advice of the Fourth Prince, Yuan Kong.

Even the lowliest demon civilians had seen his likeness.

Let alone Xiang Jue—the First Prince of the Ten Thousand Demon Nation.

“Shen Mo, so you actually fled to Pill River Sect?”

“Interesting. Are you here to seek their aid?”

“If so, you’re going to be disappointed. Not only will you find no reinforcements here, but you’ll also lose your life.”

Xiang Jue’s voice boomed like a great bell, its deep resonance echoing across the heavens and earth.

At his words, the cultivators within Pill River Sect froze in shock.

What?

Shen Mo?

Isn’t that the young sect master of Jade Cauldron Sect?

Why is he here?

Hai Qiankun’s expression was filled with astonishment. He immediately ascended into the sky, gazing upward.

“It really is Shen Mo… and beside him are Yang Qiye and Wan Muchen.”

“Didn’t many of the Divine Transformation cultivators from Jade Cauldron Sect and Supreme Purity Sect get trapped in Ironstone Valley?”

“Jade Cauldron Sect should have been attacked by the demon army as well. How is he completely unharmed?”

“Could it be that he came to Pill River Sect to request reinforcements?”

The more Hai Qiankun thought about it, the more baffled he became.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t figure out how Shen Mo had escaped the encirclement of the demon race.

Hearing this, Shen Mo let out an amused laugh.

Seek aid from Pill River Sect?

What a ridiculous notion.

Shen Mo smiled. “Xiang Jue, it seems you have no idea what happened to the Ten Thousand Demon Nation’s Eastern Army.”

The demon race did have their own methods of long-distance communication, similar to transmission jade slips.

They called them Blood Jade Transmitters, which had to be activated using blood energy.

However, Blood Jade Transmitters were far more difficult to use and even harder to create.

Only demon royalty were qualified to possess them.

Back at the Eastern Sea, Shen Mo had slain Yuan Kong and Ao Sheng in a single strike, annihilating hundreds of thousands of demon troops. It was likely that neither of them had even gotten the chance to send out a message.

Otherwise, there was no way Xiang Jue wouldn’t know what had happened to the Eastern Army.

Sure enough, at Shen Mo’s words, Xiang Jue frowned.

His pitch-black eyes showed a hint of doubt.

“Could it be… that the old flood dragon awakened and killed Yuan Kong and Ao Sheng?”

“No, impossible. He absolutely could not have awakened.”

Xiang Jue shook his head.

He could think of no other possibility.

Shen Mo smiled faintly. “Then allow me to satisfy your curiosity.”

Infusing spiritual energy into his voice, he declared loudly, “The Fourth Prince of the Ten Thousand Demon Nation, Yuan Kong, the Second Prince of the Flood Dragon Palace, and the Eastern Army of the Ten Thousand Demon Nation—hundreds of thousands of demon troops—have been annihilated by my Jade Cauldron Sect!”

As soon as these words fell, the entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Even the demon army ceased their assault.

For a long moment, the silence stretched.

Then, suddenly, Xiang Jue burst into wild laughter.

The two aged demon royals beside him also cackled in eerie amusement.

The hundreds of thousands of demon troops on the ground clutched their stomachs, laughing uproariously.

Their laughter boomed like thunder, shaking the very heavens.

Ridiculous.

Utterly ridiculous.

Xiang Jue laughed heartily. “Shen Mo, I must admit, the joke you traveled thousands of miles to tell is truly hilarious.”

“I respect your talent, so I’ll give you a chance—if you agree to become my personal slave, I will spare your life. What do you say?”

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