62: Chapter 62 The Ancient God's "Pre-meal Hypoglycemia" and His First Gastroscopy
The third day after the Heavenly Gate was sealed.
The Cultivation World entered a strange "silent period."
The massive bronze gate, which hung the "Heavenly Punishment Inspector" like a door knocker, had unexpectedly become the most popular "internet-famous check-in spot" in the Southern Wilderness, and even the entire Cultivation World.
Countless daring Cultivators flew their swords ten thousand meters into the sky, holding up image-recording stones, excitedly taking photos with that twisted "door knocker face."
"Look! This is that Immortal who wanted to destroy the world! Look at his expression now, so peaceful!"
"I heard! If you make a wish to him saying 'I don't want to go to work,' you'll definitely be punished by your Sect to shovel manure the next day. It's super effective!"
As for Heavenly Punishment, who was nailed to the door, although his Divine Soul was locked, his consciousness was incredibly clear.
He watched helplessly as these Mortals, whom he had once regarded as ants, treated him like a circus act.
He even had to endure the occasional weary bird flying past and leaving a lump of warm bird droppings on his head.
This humiliation was ten thousand times more agonizing than having his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.
But for the Heavenly River Sword Sect on the ground, this little bit of fun was merely an appetizer before the storm.
True trouble always arrives silently, but one after another.
...
Scripture Pavilion, second floor.
Li Mo just closed that ancient god medical record book, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Cousin, what's wrong?"
Chu Linger walked over carrying a plate of iced Spiritual melon, the flesh red and overflowing with Spiritual Qi.
"Didn't we just cure the landlord's (ancient god) 'acute inflammation'? Did something go wrong again?"
"The inflammation is gone."
Li Mo rubbed his temples and pointed to the heavy floor beneath his feet.
"However, have you heard a saying?"
"What saying?"
"People recovering from a major illness often... have a large appetite."
Thump—
Thump—!!!
As if to confirm Li Mo's words, a dull, thunderous roar suddenly came from deep within the earth.
This sound was no longer the rhythmic heartbeat from before.
It was more like a... huge, empty, and liquid-churning intestinal growl originating from some endless abyss.
It was a "rumbling" sound.
"Report—!!!"
A figure rushed in, looking like his hair was on fire; it was Deputy Security Director Lei Wanjun.
He had even buttoned his crisp security uniform wrong.
"Mr. Li! Something big has happened!"
"The 'Sunset Plain' in the western part of the Southern Wilderness... is gone!"
"Gone?" Li Mo raised an eyebrow, his eyes calm, "Swallowed by the abyss, or blown up by the Shadow Sect guys slipping up?"
"Neither!"
Lei Wanjun's Adam's apple rolled violently, and the blood drained from his face completely.
"It... it was 'eaten'!"
"Just a moment ago, the ground of the Sunset Plain split open without warning, revealing a bottomless giant mouth!"
"Endless acidic mist spewed out from that opening!"
"Within a radius of a thousand miles, ten medium-sized Sects, along with their people and mountains, not a single one was left; they were all sucked in!"
Lei Wanjun paused, his voice hoarse with fear.
"The drone I sent to scout transmitted a segment of... sound before the signal disappeared."
"What sound?"
"A... very hungry... groan."
In an instant, the entire Scripture Pavilion fell into a deathly silence.
Clatter.
The jade plate in Chu Linger's hand slipped, and the iced Spiritual melon rolled all over the floor.
"Hungry?"
Logistics Director Gu Canghai poked half his body in from outside the door, his face full of disbelief.
"The ground can feel hungry too? Has this ground become a spirit?"
"It's not that the ground became a spirit."
Li Mo stood up and walked to the window, his gaze seemingly piercing through ten thousand miles of space, looking toward the west.
In his Eye of True Sight, the spatial Laws of that region had completely disordered, twisting into a huge, slowly writhing energy vortex.
The shape of that vortex looked exactly like a biological... stomach pouch.
"Our landlord has woken up."
Li Mo sighed, but his tone was terrifyingly calm.
"This is a classic 'post-operative hunger syndrome,' accompanied by a pre-meal hypoglycemia reaction."
"Those swallowed Sects and tens of thousands of Cultivators are just appetizers He stuffed into His mouth unconsciously."
"Then... what do we do?!"
The Discipline Committee Director, the Former Inspector of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, had a face that turned pale, and his voice went out of tune.
"That's ten Sects! Tens of thousands of lives! If He isn't full, is the next one... going to be our turn?!"
"Very likely."
Li Mo turned around, his deep eyes flashing with a cold, sharp light like a scalpel.
"Since it's an illness, it must be treated."
"Not only must we cure His hypoglycemia, but we must also extract those 'foreign objects' and 'people' who were accidentally swallowed, completely intact."
Li Mo waved his hand, and the white coat on him, symbolizing absolute authority, moved without wind!
"Convey my medical orders!"
"Tianhe First Hospital, immediately activate the Level 1 Emergency Plan for 'Department of Gastroenterology'!"
"Logistics Director Gu Canghai! Inventory all alkaline Spiritual materials, and immediately prepare the 'High-Efficiency Anti-Acid Mixture'!"
"Security Director Lei Wanjun! Assemble all department members and activate the highest-level 'Dilator' defensive formation!"
"Teaching Affairs Office Kong Mengchang! Take your Confucian scholar group and prepare your best 'Mental Emetic True Mantra'!"
He paused, his gaze sweeping over every shocked face present.
"We are going to give this newly awakened landlord... a gastrointestinal endoscopy!"
...
One hour later.
A huge, strangely shaped flying vessel—the 【tianhe vessel · Endoscope Edition】—slowly rose into the air. The surface of the ship was covered with a thick layer of "anti-corrosion coating" made from slime mixed with special Spiritual materials, looking slippery, sticky, and exceptionally disgusting in the sunlight.
The flying vessel broke through the air toward the Sunset Plain in the west.
"Mr... Mr. Li, are we... really going to fly in?"
On the deck, Gu Canghai held onto the railing, looking at the terrifying crack that spanned the earth and was ten thousand miles wide, feeling his legs go weak and barely able to stand.
That crack was a mouth grown on the ground.
Countless green, pungent acid mists spewed from it, and surrounding mountains ten thousand fathoms high would instantly dissolve into a puddle of foul-smelling pus if they touched even a trace.
"Of course."
Li Mo stood at the bow of the ship, wearing a special isolation mask, holding a bottomless black probe transformed by Little Black.
"The patient has an upset stomach and has swallowed foreign objects. As a doctor, I must go in and see what's going on."
"If we don't feed it, or clean out what's in its stomach, this 'eating' impulse will continue."
"Until the entire Southern Wilderness becomes its meal."
Li Mo's eyes narrowed, and he issued the command.
"Prepare!"
"Activate maximum power shields! Adjust ship angle!"
"Full speed—dive!"
Whoosh!
The 【tianhe vessel】 turned into a slippery stream of light and dove resolutely into that giant mouth spitting out destructive acidic mist.
...
The moment they entered the crack, the world spun.
There was no direction here, no gravity.
All around were dark red, violently twitching and writhing flesh walls. On the flesh walls were covered with billions of crystal-like giant barbs, and the tip of each barb was secreting that terrifying stomach acid capable of digesting Laws.
"Sizzle... sizzle..."
The Spiritual energy shield outside the flying vessel let out a mournful sound of being on the verge of shattering.
"Warning! External environment acidity exceeds standard! PH value has fallen below -5!"
"Shield integrity: 30%... 25%..."
Lei Wanjun stared fixedly at the rapidly dropping values on the dashboard, cold sweat on his forehead forming into streams.
"Mr. Li! This stomach acid is too tyrannical! Even the Lifebound Treasure of a Soul Transformation Old Ancestor would instantly turn into slag if thrown in here!"
"Normal."
Li Mo calmly flipped through the "Digestive System Pathology Atlas" in his hand.
"The ancient god's stomach acid is meant to digest 'World Laws.' It would be normal if ordinary Spiritual power shields couldn't block it."
He gave the order without raising his head.
"Gu Canghai! Begin neutralization treatment!"
"Yes!"
Gu Canghai slammed a red button.
At the rear of the flying vessel, dozens of huge cabin doors opened.
Whoosh—
Tons and tons of white powder, ground from lime powder and alkaline Spiritual soil, were sprayed out like scattered flowers.
Sizzle sizzle—Boom!!!
Strong alkali met strong acid, and an earth-shattering neutralization reaction erupted in this ancient god's stomach pouch!
The acid mist, which was originally a heart-stopping green, turned into a massive amount of harmless white steam and... crystalline salt the moment it touched the white powder?
"Eh? The alarm stopped?"
Lei Wanjun found with pleasant surprise that the shield's corrosion rate had instantly returned to zero.
Even those flesh walls that were originally writhing violently seemed to feel much more comfortable after being "neutralized" once, and the frequency of their writhing slowed down.
"Now! Full speed ahead!"
Li Mo's gaze was like electricity, locking onto the deepest part of the stomach pouch.
In that boiling sea of acid, a few points of light were flickering stubbornly like candles in the wind.
It was those ten Sects that had been swallowed! They were still alive!
...
Deep in the stomach pouch.
The Sect Master of the "Qingyun Sect" was leading the last few hundred Disciples, huddled in the broken Sect-protecting formation, looking ashen.
The light screen of the formation was already as thin as a cicada's wing and covered in cracks.
"It's over... it's all over..."
The Sect Master smiled miserably, his voice full of despair.
"I never expected that my Qingyun Sect, with a Legacy of a thousand years, wouldn't die at the hands of the Demonic Path, nor perish under the Heavenly Tribulation, but would be buried in this... in this monster's stomach."
"Sect Master! Look! What is that!"
A sharp-eyed Disciple used his last bit of strength to point upward.
Everyone looked up.
They saw that in the pitch-black, foul-smelling Void Realm, a dazzling light tore through the thick fog and fell straight down like a meteor.
Is that a... slippery flying vessel spraying white powder downward?
On the flying vessel, there was also a huge banner hanging, the writing on it bold and unrestrained, clearly visible:
【Tianhe Gastroenterology Department—Professionally handling intestinal blockages, refund if ineffective】
"This..."
Before the Sect Master could recover from his shock, a loudspeaker sound that they were all too familiar with resounded throughout the entire stomach pouch from the flying vessel.
"Family members of the patient below... oh, wait, survivors below, please pay attention!"
"We are the Tianhe Medical Rescue Team!"
"Please remain calm! Do not use fire-type Spells to attack the flesh walls! That will cause a 'gastric perforation,' leading to all of us being finished!"
"Now, we are going to deploy the lifeline! Everyone grab hold!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Hundreds of tough ropes woven from Shadow Sect's special spider silk shot down from the flying vessel, accurately nailing onto the foundation of the Qingyun Sect's protective formation.
"Pull!"
Li Mo gave the order.
The flying vessel's engine let out a thunderous roar, and the "biological battery pack" with Lei Wanjun at its core operated at overload, a majestic force pulling that tottering Sect along with its foundation out of the boiling sea of acid!
"We're saved! We're really saved!"
The Disciples of the Qingyun Sect looked at the receding acid sea below and burst into cries of joy for surviving the disaster.
But Li Mo's expression did not relax in the slightest.
"Don't be happy too soon."
He stared at the sea of acid below, which had suddenly begun to boil violently because its "food" had been snatched away.
Rumble—!!!
A roar full of anger came from the very bottom of the stomach pouch.
Immediately following, the acid sea churned, and a "gastric juice giant," ten thousand fathoms tall and formed entirely of stomach acid and undigested residue of Laws, slowly stood up from the sea.
It had no facial features, only a giant abyss-like mouth that seemed capable of devouring the world.
It was very hungry.
It was very angry.
To think there were bugs that dared to snatch food in its stomach!
"Roar—!!!"
The gastric juice giant raised its giant palm, which blocked out the sky, and slapped it fiercely toward the 【tianhe vessel】 in mid-air!
"Holy crap! This thing has security guards in its stomach?!"
Lei Wanjun was scared out of his wits.
"Mr. Li! Is... is this also part of the digestive System?"
"No."
Li Mo pushed up his mask, cold light flashing in his eyes.
"This is the materialization of the 'appetite' Law."
"Since it wants to eat..."
Li Mo took out a self-made cookbook from his bosom, which he had classified as top secret and had a pitch-black cover—《On the Eighteen Clinical Manifestations of Food Poisoning》.
"Then let's make it something good."
He turned to Kong Mengchang beside him.
"Master Kong!"
"Here!" Kong Mengchang held the 《Analects》, ready for battle.
"Stop chanting scriptures!"
Li Mo pointed to the roaring gastric juice giant below.
"Mix your Confucian 'Vast Righteous Qi' with the Shadow Sect's 'Devilish Qi', and add some 'sulfur bad breath' from the abyss."
"Roll me a 'Yin and Yang separated, Three Flavors unified' super invincible big meatball!"
"I want it to have a good taste of what it means to be... the ultimate in dark cuisine!"
Li Mo's mouth curled into a smile that made everyone's hair stand on end.
"As long as it gets an upset stomach..."
"It will spit it out!"