103: Chapter 103 The Imagination Monster Appears Online: This is Punishment for Spying!

Mo Wentian's roar tore through the night sky, his voice hoarse and distorted, like a beast being strangled, every syllable soaked in boundless fear.

"Nobody move!"

The murderous Nascent Soul Old Monster's figure suddenly froze in place, his high-raised arm solidified in mid-air.

He looked at his Young Lord with eyes full of incomprehension, his usually majestic face now written with confusion.

"Young Lord, he destroyed the delusion-breaking mirror and severely injured you. This is a monstrous insult!"

"Shut up!"

Mo Wentian suddenly looked up, his eyes streaming with bloody tears appearing incredibly hideous and terrifying in the night.

"What do you mean 'he destroyed the delusion-breaking mirror'?"

His voice trembled, every word carrying the fractured sound of terror.

"It was us! It was us, reckless and ignorant, who dared to use a mere mortal trinket to pry into the true visage of a god!"

"The mirror shattered, I am blinded... this... this is already the Senior's most merciful punishment for us!"

Mo Wentian was no fool.

Quite the opposite, his intelligence far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Why did the delusion-breaking mirror shatter?

It was absolutely not because it wasn't sturdy enough, but because it tried to contain and manifest a forbidden existence it could never understand!

The churning dark abyss within the mirror, the pupils opening from countless dimensions away, the silent shriek from the origin of the Universe—those were not illusions at all!

That was a mere tip of the iceberg of that Senior's true existence!

Just a negligible reflection of a corner caused a Half-Immortal Artifact to completely collapse, unable to withstand that terrifying Karma!

If the true body were to descend here, the entire Cangxuan Dao Domain would likely turn into cosmic dust within a single breath!

At this moment, all the innate pride and self-righteous doubt in Mo Wentian's heart collapsed, turning into the most primitive and pure awe and fear.

He finally understood.

The anomalies circulating in the Eastern Wasteland about this place were not exaggerations by the world.

Rather... their imaginations were simply too barren and conservative!

...

Inside the courtyard.

Su Changge had fallen into a complete daze.

He stared blankly at the young man slumped on the ground outside the courtyard with a face full of blood, then looked at the shimmering bronze fragments under the moonlight.

Shattered... it's shattered?

That thing... just from its appearance, you could tell it was ridiculously expensive.

Su Changge's heart suddenly throbbed with pain, as if being gripped hard by an invisible hand.

That was a Half-Immortal Artifact!

Although he had no idea exactly how many Spirit Stones a Half-Immortal Artifact was worth, just hearing the name told him it was an astronomical figure that could drive the entire Eastern Wasteland mad.

Just like that... it's gone?

What a waste of god's gifts! What a spendthrift!

If I could have snatched that and sold it, how many Spirit Stones would it have fetched? Enough for me to buy how many layers of protective Magic Treasures, dig how deep a hole, and hide away until the end of time!

The more Su Changge thought, the more his heart ached and the more he regretted it. Finally, all his emotions merged into a long sigh.

"Sigh..."

This sigh was very light, like a falling feather, filled with endless regret for the lost wealth.

But when this sound entered the ears of the three people outside the wall, it was no less than a divine thunderbolt of punishment descending from the Nine Heavens!

Mo Wentian's body, already shaking like a sieve, shuddered violently!

He sighed!

This Senior, he actually sighed!

Why did he sigh?

Is it because the stupidity and offense of us ants have made him feel disappointed?

Or is it that he no longer even has the interest to unleash thunderous wrath at our provocation, leaving only endless weariness?

Will he... in the next instant, completely erase us along with this world from the very concept of existence?

An indescribable fear seized Mo Wentian's internal organs, making him almost suffocate.

He didn't dare hesitate for a second longer. Using all his strength, he struggled to climb up from the cold ground.

He didn't even bother to wipe the humiliating and terrifying bloodstains from his face. Facing the direction of the small courtyard, his knees buckled, and he knelt down heavily!

Thump!

His forehead, without the slightest buffer, made intimate contact with the hard bluestone slabs, producing a dull, heavy thud.

"Senior!"

"Junior Mo Wentian was blind and deserves ten thousand deaths!"

"Junior did not know the heights of the heavens or the depths of the earth, and dared to pry into the heavenly majesty and divine visage. My crime is inexcusable!"

"Thank you, Senior, for showing mercy and sparing my life! Thank you, Senior!"

Mo Wentian cried out with a sobbing voice while frantically kowtowing.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The crisp sounds of kowtowing echoed in the dead of night, carrying desperate repentance.

The two Nascent Soul Stage protector elders were also already scared out of their wits.

Although they hadn't personally seen the terrifying scenes in the mirror, the shattering of the pavilion's treasure and the Young Lord's liver-rupturing appearance had already explained everything!

The two exchanged a horrified glance, not daring to have any more thoughts. They followed Mo Wentian in kneeling down, burying their heads deep in their arms, even suppressing their breathing to the lowest possible level.

Inside the courtyard, Su Changge was completely dumbfounded.

This... what is the situation?

I just felt a bit of heartache over a broken treasure and sighed, why are you kowtowing?

And thanking me for sparing your life?

I'm a noob who can't even beat someone at the Qi Refining Second Layer, who could I possibly kill?

Su Changge's brain worked at high speed. In a flash, he seemed to... understand.

The other party, it seems, apparently, probably... misunderstood something.

And it was a massive misunderstanding.

He had taken him for a moody, peerless monster who would crush a Half-Immortal Artifact with his bare hands over the slightest disagreement.

"This... this is actually great!"

The alarm in Su Changge's heart was deactivated, replaced by a surge of wild joy.

Let them misunderstand! The deeper the misunderstanding, the better! As long as I can scare away these big shots who could take my life at any moment, forget kowtowing, I wouldn't mind even if you guys achieved Ascension on the spot!

Thus, he cleared his throat and decided to play along with the other party's script.

Su Changge slowly stood up and paced behind the courtyard gate, but he did not open it.

He just gestured lightly with his hand toward the outside through the gate.

A "you can get lost now" gesture.

However, this simple gesture, in Mo Wentian's eyes, was instantly interpreted with thousands of deep meanings.

The Senior waved his hand!

He didn't speak!

Why didn't he speak?

Is it because we... are already so lowly that even the qualification to listen to his Great Dao's true words has been stripped away?

Yes, it must be so!

Prying into a god is the greatest taboo on the path of cultivation!

The Senior did not obliterate our souls on the spot, but only stripped us of the qualification to hear his teachings. What a vast grace this already is!

Mo Wentian felt both lingering fear and gratitude; the complex emotions almost made him break down.

He knew he had to do something.

He had to do something to make up for his monstrous mistake, to strive for a sliver of a chance at being forgiven!

With trembling hands, he fumbled in his robes and took out an object.

It was a card, cast entirely from some unknown divine gold. On the card's surface, the words "Supreme" were branded with profound Dao patterns, glowing with flowing light and inner divine brilliance, appearing incomparably noble.

"Senior!"

Mo Wentian held the card high with both hands, his voice thick with sobbing and pleading.

"This is the Supreme Invitation to the Central Province's once-in-ten-thousand-years 'Heaven-Reaching Auction'."

"At that time, rare treasures from the entire Cangxuan Dao Domain and even the starry seas beyond will be gathered there."

"Junior... Junior boldly begs Senior to grace us with your presence and take a look. Perhaps... perhaps there are one or two mundane items that might catch Senior's Dharma Eye."

"This... is also the only thing Junior can do for Senior!"

He spoke with such sincerity, almost using his entire life to beg for a chance at redemption.

Su Changge looked at that golden card shimmering under the moon, and his heart immediately wanted to retreat.

Go to the Central Province?

What kind of international joke is this!

Even this starter village of the Eastern Wasteland feels like a minefield to me, and you want me to go to the Central Province, that monster room where Nascent Souls walk everywhere and Soul Transformations are as common as dogs?

With my little Qi Refining First Layer body, wouldn't going there just be delivering myself as a snack?

Not going! Not going even if you kill me!

He was just about to wave his hand again to refuse with a more determined gesture.

[Ding! Key event node detected!]

[Main Quest Triggered: Famous in the Central Province!]

[First Phase of Quest: Attend the Heaven-Reaching Auction!]

[Quest Requirement: At the auction, through any means, make the 'Senior's' reputation resound throughout the Central Province, and collect a massive amount of emotion points!]

[Quest Reward: ???]

Su Changge's hand, which was about to wave, froze in mid-air.