Ch. 118 - Pure Moon God Domain

Little Gui, a noble person, a pure soul, someone free from vulgarity.

His earlier performance, from helplessness and compromise, to internal struggle and sorrow, and finally to an outburst of rebellion, vividly displayed the psychological journey of someone who wants to stand up for justice but lacks the strength to do so.

Even the First Grand Elder was left speechless for a while, subconsciously starting to believe him.

“Was Zhong Xin really that kind of person?” he wondered.

Just as he was about to say something more, Xu Qingshan raised his hand and calmly said, “Zhong Xin’s death ends here. Since he’s already gone, don’t bring up his past again. Elder, you’ve lost your composure today.”

“I understand,” the Grand Elder fell silent and nodded. He knew what Xu Qingshan meant, the matter was closed, and Zhong Xin’s death would not be further investigated.

The Grand Elder glanced at Xu Zimo. He had a strong feeling that Zhong Xin’s death was absolutely tied to Xu Zimo. But without evidence, there was nothing he could do. Instead of getting justice for his disciple, he’d essentially been forced to witness his pupil’s corpse being dragged through the mud.

Even Little Gui’s earlier words could be interpreted as thinly veiled barbs aimed at him.

The Grand Elder looked around at the other elders from his own faction. None of them offered support, because everyone understood that if they wanted to bring Xu Zimo down, they needed irrefutable evidence. Only then could they pressure Xu Qingshan.

An interrogation like today’s, lacking logic or proof, was meaningless unless Xu Zimo was stupid enough to confess.

…

After the assembly ended, Xu Qingshan privately spoke with Xu Zimo.

“You killed Zhong Xin, didn’t you?” he asked.

“Everyone dies eventually,” Xu Zimo answered vaguely.

“Yes, but everyone also has a line they shouldn’t cross. What’s your line?” Xu Qingshan asked again.

“My conscience. I follow my heart,” Xu Zimo replied.

Xu Qingshan was silent for a while, studying his son carefully.

What a change. In just a short time, he realized he could no longer fully read Xu Zimo.

“As long as you’re true to your conscience and don’t walk down a crooked path, that’s good enough,” Xu Qingshan nodded.

…

After seeing his father off, Xu Zimo prepared to leave the True Martial Sacred Ground and head to the Pure Moon God Domain.

This time, he didn’t bring Lin Ruhu or Little Gui along. He planned to travel alone.

Lin Ruhu had already fused with the Celestial Tiger Tyrant Physique and now possessed a large number of blood demon crystals. Once he fully absorbed those, both his strength and potential would take a leap forward.

Xu Zimo wasn’t his babysitter. He had given Lin Ruhu the Celestial Tiger Tyrant Physique and the Strength Scripture of Grand Emperor Bao. He had paved the road for him, what Lin Ruhu achieved from here on was up to him. Xu Zimo wouldn’t interfere anymore.

As for Little Gui, he had been a loyal aide. Xu Zimo would naturally not treat him poorly.

He gave Little Gui a fire-element cultivation manual from the Flame Emperor, the inheritance of the Wind Ancestor, and blood demon crystals from the hidden realm.

If he could absorb all of these, even without a battle body like Lin Ruhu’s, his potential would be nothing short of extraordinary.

…

Morning sunlight spilled gently across the sky, with a few light clouds drifting lazily above.

Xu Zimo soared through the air. Now that he had reached the peak of the Desolate Meridian Realm, his travel speed had greatly increased.

Just as he left the True Martial Sacred Ground, he saw someone flying toward him from a distance.

A quick glance revealed it was Ren Pingsheng.

“You’ve been waiting here for me?” Xu Zimo asked.

“Young Master, I’ve destroyed the Heavenly Sword Sect,” Ren Pingsheng replied with a nod.

“I know. Good job,” Xu Zimo smiled.

If Ren Pingsheng hadn’t taken down the Heavenly Sword Sect in advance, Xu Zimo wouldn’t have encountered Nie Xingqing. And it would’ve taken a lot more effort to find that Wind Ancestor painting, which allowed him to gain the World Pearl.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Xu Zimo in surprise.

“After I destroyed the Heavenly Sword Sect, I was seriously injured. I’ve only just recovered. Where are you headed, Young Master?”

“I’m off to the Pure Moon God Domain. If you’re free, come along,” Xu Zimo offered.

He took another look at Ren Pingsheng, whose cultivation had already stabilized at the peak of the Paragon Meridian Realm.

Back when they first met, Ren Pingsheng had only been in the Desolate Meridian Realm.

The further one walked down the martial path, the harder it became to open new meridians.

Xu Zimo wasn’t sure what all Ren Pingsheng had gained from Grand Emperor Tun Ri’s inheritance, but he had clearly changed a lot.

The two set off together toward the Pure Moon God Domain.

…

Meanwhile, in an obscure corner of the Western Region.

Chu Yang had just slain the final gatekeeper, and his body was soaked in blood.

If it weren’t for “Endless Regret,” which numbed his pain, he wasn’t sure he would’ve survived this far.

His blood-drenched form looked more like a walking corpse. He crouched down and swallowed some healing pills, then bound his wounds with gauze and bandages.

The prolonged blood loss left him dazed, and his vision blurred as he nearly fainted.

Inside his ring, the Lord of Samsara sighed.

“Little Yang, I could’ve lent you my strength to breeze through this trial. Why go through all this suffering?”

“Teacher, every time you lend me your strength, it consumes your divine soul. I don’t want that,” Chu Yang replied firmly. “And I don’t want to grow dependent on your power. I can do it myself.”

“You stubborn child,” the Lord of Samsara smiled in relief. “Go now. See if the Yang Pearl is ahead.”

Chu Yang nodded. He was now inside a grand castle, once the residence of Grand Emperor Wang Chen before his ascension. The castle wasn’t located on the Primordial Heartlands but within an independent dimension.

One needed to find the teleportation array to enter this dimension.

Chu Yang had found the array using a map and arrived here.

He climbed higher and higher, finally reaching the top floor of the castle.

Inside was a massive bookshelf, with a stone pedestal nearby. Atop the pedestal sat a golden-glowing box.

Chu Yang walked to the bookshelf and opened a few volumes.

They were notes, personal records from the life of Grand Emperor Wang Chen…

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