Chapter 1141: The First of the Eastern Domain
"This brother, it seems we are of the same kind," Xiao Mo turned around, his gaze burning as he looked at Yun Che, seemingly quite excited to have met a "like-minded person": "Are you here to slack off too?"
Slack... off?
Yun Che frowned deeply... What did this person mean?
"Ahem," realizing he had said something the other party likely wouldn't understand, Xiao Mo quickly corrected himself: "I mean, you wouldn't... happen to not be planning to enter the battlefield, would you?"
"Not interested." Yun Che replied very flatly.
"Understand, understand! I completely understand!" After probing Yun Che's profound energy level, Xiao Mo's eyes lit up, nodding with deep understanding: "For low-level cultivators like us, entering the battlefield is just asking to be bullied. The path of profound cultivation should be about strengthening the body and prolonging life, cultivating the soul and refining the mind. Fighting to the death is too boring. It's better to just enjoy the scenery and recite poetry here—how wonderful!"
Yun Che: "...??"
"Ahahaha!" Xiao Mo laughed loudly. "I never thought I'd find someone with even weaker profound energy than me here... uh, no, I mean I didn't expect to meet a like-minded person here. What a stroke of luck! By the way, my surname is Xiao, given name Mo. May I ask how you are called, brother?"
"Yun Che." Sensing that this person's mind seemed a bit off, Yun Che's reply carried a hint of coldness.
"So it's Brother Yun!" Xiao Mo, however, actively moved closer, sizing him up: "Yun Che... Hmm, a good name! Yun—carefree and detached, Che—clear and pure-hearted. Just uttering these two characters gives me a sense of spiritual purification, reminding me of a beautiful poem..."
"~！#￥%..." Yun Che's scalp tingled. Before he could recite the so-called beautiful poem, Yun Che said coldly, "You said that cultivation is only for strengthening the body and prolonging life, cultivating the soul and refining the mind, not for fighting to the death. Why then are you participating in this Xuan God Convention?"
Clearly, he didn't believe Xiao Mo's words at all.
"Ah, it's a sad story." Xiao Mo sighed lightly, his face full of grievance: "Three years ago, I heard that this Xuan God Convention would be held inside the Zhou Tian Pearl, so I became fascinated. Thinking I could get a whiff of the legendary Mystic Heaven Supreme Treasure's immortal aura, I expended great effort to come here. Who knew it would just be a projection... It's like my wife's second uncle's sheepdog was screwed!"
"..." This reason was barely believable.
"Brother Yun, is that also your intention?" Seeing Yun Che silent for a moment, Xiao Mo quickly asked.
Yun Che shook his head: "I have no interest in the Zhou Tian Pearl. I came here because I want to go to the Zhou Tian Realm."
"Ah, right! And the Zhou Tian Realm! That's what I thought too." Xiao Mo immediately nodded in agreement: "No luck with the Zhou Tian Pearl, but I can still visit the Zhou Tian Realm—this trip is totally worth it. As for everything else, the Xuan God Convention, the rankings—they're all floating clouds. Having me fight with these guys day and night for a month, I'd rather sleep for a month."
"..." Yun Che gave Xiao Mo a deep look. He began to feel that although this man was a bit frivolous, he didn't seem to be spouting nonsense... It seemed he really thought that way.
But... having cultivated to the Divine Tribulation Realm, he genuinely only wanted to strengthen his body and prolong life?
Logically, without a pursuit of the Xuan Path, relying solely on talent, it would be nearly impossible to reach the Divine Tribulation Realm before the age of sixty.
"Since we are of the same kind, with even the same goal, why don't we, after this damn preliminary selection ends, travel around the Zhou Tian Realm together? Oh, right!"
Suddenly remembering something, Xiao Mo's eyes began to shine: "I heard that in the Zhou Tian Realm, there are great figures who have reached the ultimate Divine Lord Realm! Divine Lords! They are the rulers of heaven and earth. I heard a Divine Lord can casually destroy an entire continent—they're practically gods! If I could meet such legendary figures, I'd die without regrets. What do you think, isn't that right?"
Yun Che twitched the corner of his mouth: Divine Lord... I have not only met them, but also had one!
Well, even if I said it, he probably wouldn't believe it.
"Hmm, it is indeed something to look forward to," Yun Che replied.
Though he said "look forward to," there was no interest in his tone. Xiao Mo, not being stupid, gave an awkward laugh: "Oh, I almost forgot. Brother Yun is from the God Realm, so you must be familiar with the name 'Divine Lord' and might have even seen one."
Yun Che's information could be seen by Xiao Mo as well. When Yun Che entered the battlefield, he had registered his origin as Yin Xue Realm.
"No," Yun Che shook his head, "I am not from the God Realm. I come from a distant lower realm, an unknown small star."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mo's eyes flickered, and he suddenly became excited: "Really? Me too, me too! I come from a place called Earth, a very small and distant planet. No one in the God Realm has ever heard of it."
The God Realm was the pinnacle, below it were ordinary star realms and star regions, and further down were planets—essentially at the bottom of the Chaos. But their numbers were immense, in the trillions.
"...For a normal planet, it's almost impossible to even cultivate to the Divine Path. How did your profound energy become so high?" Yun Che asked.
"This... you might not believe it, but I'll tell you anyway." Xiao Mo wasn't hiding anything, speaking boldly: "The planet I was born on doesn't even have the concept of 'Xuan Path,' let alone Xuan practitioners. Even the average lifespan is very low, less than a hundred years."
"But when I was seven, I met a strange man." Xiao Mo looked up, his expression somewhat complicated: "He said he was my ancestor from thirty-five generations back, claimed my bones were extraordinary, a once-in-a-millennium genius, and forcibly poured many cultivation methods of the Xuan Path into my mind, then left."
Yun Che: "?"
"I initially thought I had met a crazy person, but I tried to cultivate following the methods he left behind. I found myself getting stronger day by day, and before I knew it, I had been cultivating for over thirty years, ending up where I am today."
Yun Che was deeply moved: "Just by leaving behind cultivation methods, you reached your current realm in just thirty years... The person you met back then must have been an extraordinary individual."
"Thinking back now, he was definitely extraordinary. Even his claim of being my 'ancestor from thirty-five generations back' might be true. Unfortunately, I was young and ignorant back then." Xiao Mo sighed. "He said his surname was Xiao and called himself 'Sword Saint of the Chasing Star,' but later, when I came to the God Realm and inquired extensively, I never heard that title again."
Xiao Mo didn't seem to have a strong sense of caution, chattering away to Yun Che, a stranger.
"If it weren't for cultivating the Xuan Path, I wouldn't have known the outside world was so vast. And the Xuan Path is the main theme of this vast world, especially in the God Realm, where the level of profound energy directly determines status." Xiao Mo shook his head. "I don't really like it. So after this Xuan God Convention ends and I've toured the Zhou Tian Realm, I'll probably return to my home planet, Earth, and likely never leave again."
"No matter how lowly, it's still one's birthplace, irreplaceable." Yun Che said with a touch of emotion. In the years since leaving Blue Pole Star, he had missed it day and night.
"Of course. And though Earth doesn't cultivate the Xuan Path, it has advanced technology, far beyond your imagination."
"Technology?"
Xiao Mo said proudly and volubly: "For example, to record an image here, you need a very precious Mysterious Shadow Stone. But on Earth, a tiny pinhole camera can do it, and you never have to worry about being detected by the leakage of profound energy."
"I heard that this Xuan God Convention uses something called a 'Star Monument' to transmit messages to various star realms. But on Earth, we can easily have a global live broadcast, a hundred times more convenient. And for sound transmission, we don't need Sound Transmission Jade at all; a mobile phone... uh, well, mobile phones have signal limits and need to be recharged, so they're indeed not as convenient as Sound Transmission Jade."
"..." Yun Che listened quietly, but inwardly thought: What the hell is this guy talking about? Is he really mentally unstable?
Seeing Yun Che's non-reaction, Xiao Mo rolled his eyes, helpless: "I knew you wouldn't believe me. How about you tell me about the planet you were born on?"
"It's just a very ordinary star realm, at least far from your so-called 'technology.' Not worth mentioning." Yun Che declined. After Mu Xuanyin's reminder, he would openly admit to being from the lower realms, but he would never again mention the name "Blue Pole Star."
As the two talked, one cold and one warm, the battlefield outside the main city grew increasingly intense. The roars and screams of various profound beasts echoed from afar, rising and falling, shaking the space continuously without a moment's rest.
Within the main city, beams of white light began to fall from the sky. These were the Xuan practitioners who had been killed in the battlefield and were teleported back to the main city to resurrect. After reviving, most of them would roar in frustration, but they didn't dare stay long, gritting their teeth and charging back into the battlefield.
Because staying in the main city area would cause their Soul Beads to quickly deplete.
As time passed, the number of teleportation white lights increased. In less than a day, they had flashed at least ten thousand times.
And this was only the first day, which should undoubtedly be the most "peaceful" day. Yet it was already this brutal. What the following days would be like was unimaginable.
And Yun Che and Xiao Mo had clearly become two idle people who shouldn't exist in this cruel world.
Xiao Mo waved his hand, and with a thought, a light curtain appeared before him. On the curtain were dense characters—it was a ranking list.
On the list, the first name was naturally the most eye-catching.
Luo Changsheng: Origin: Shengyu Realm, Soul Beads: 200, Zone Ranking: ?, Overall Ranking: ?
"Damn! Over twenty thousand Soul Beads!" Xiao Mo gave an exaggerated cry. "This is less than a day in! As expected of Luo Changsheng... Truly the first!"
"Luo Changsheng..." Yun Che stared at the name for a while. This person currently ranked first overall. He remembered that when Mu Bingyun had spoken of the "Four Divine Sons of the Eastern Domain," she had mentioned this name: "I recall he is one of the Four Divine Sons of the Eastern Domain."
"No, no, no! He's not one of them—he's the first among them!" Xiao Mo corrected heavily.