61: Chapter 61 Not an Immortal in the Mortal World

Luo Changting had a dream.

He dreamed that he was once a Disciple of an Immortal Lineage.

The Six Hells Demonic Sect, a fearsome existence from ancient Mountain and Sea times.

He was dispatched by his Sect on a secret mission to this remote corner of Langya Prefecture.

As for the mission's specifics, due to the Sect's anti-Soul-searching confidentiality measures, he could no longer remember.

He infiltrated the Yin-Yang Earth Cave and discovered an actual sea hidden underground!

After a brief investigation, he found that a hidden grand Formation was also concealed within the sea.

After multiple inquiries, he learned that there were ten Formation nodes within the prefecture, capable of shifting water essence, summoning a heavenly deluge to drown the entire Langya Prefecture.

As a Disciple of a Sect that had existed since the era of the old immortal dao, he discerned the underlying mechanism of the deep Formation and the Mythical Tree about to break through the earth.

A burial of all spirits, a refining of all living beings.

Someone wanted to use the lives of an entire prefecture to forge a Soul Transformation Dao Fruit! A Dao Fruit that could allow one to ascend to the heavens in a single step!

And that person had colluded with the Yao Race! Inciting a war between humans and Yao!

It was just a pity that he had just learned the truth when he encountered an old enemy Sect, a sword seed from the Biyang Sword Sect.

They fought, both suffering grievous wounds and dying a miserable death.

On the bed, Luo Changting's eyes snapped open, a flash of crimson light passing through them.

"A remnant Soul's Possession? Or a Reincarnation and Rebirth?"

On half of his face, three pairs of narrow eyes gradually elongated, and a ferocious sharp horn slowly grew from the shadows.

"Big brother, time to get up!"

"I left the buns I bought on your desk. Remember to eat them."

Luo Hanchan's voice gradually faded away outside the door. All surrounding anomalies instantly subsided, and Luo Changting's complexion finally eased, returning to normal.

Luo Changting's entire body dissolved into a wisp of black Qi and vanished.

On the rooftop, a body formed from Devilish Qi coalesced. Holding a bun in his left hand, he looked down upon the entire small town.

Luo Hanchan had already gone to help backstage at the Opera Troupe. Since recovering from her illness, she had always been actively trying to repay everyone in the troupe.

"No, I am still me. Luo Changting is still Luo Changting."

Luo Changting took a bite of the bun. The sweet taste of the red bean paste filling relaxed his mind a little.

Apart from operas, he had also read strange tales and knew how a Cultivator's Possession worked.

His own situation, however, was far too complex.

"I am not a Disciple of the Six Hells Demonic Sect. I am just Luo Changting."

Luo Changting firmly held onto his sense of self, drawing a clear line between himself and that ambitious, wolf-hearted Demonic Cultivator from his past life.

"The apocalypse of Langya Prefecture is imminent. Father and Little Cicada will definitely be affected."

"Even if it means making a deal with a Heavenly Demon, I must get them away from this troubled place."

The crimson in Luo Changting's eyes gradually faded, replaced by the deep black unique to a boy.

"And I must act discreetly, not letting the Demon Suppression Department find me."

"During this time, I must seize all the Opportunities from my past life and elevate my strength to a level where I can participate in the great war."

New branches heavy with frost, a cold wind blowing, Luo Changting stood atop the pointed roof of a high building, secretly firming his resolve... "A reaction unexpected, yet somehow anticipated."

Outside the city, high in the sky, Shen Moyan looked at Luo Changting's gloomy face, quite satisfied with his performance.

After obtaining power, he didn't choose to abandon his family. Instead, he prepared to lie low for years and Cultivate in secret?

No nouveau riche arrogance, no mindless belief in invincibility, but rather concealing one's edge.

As expected of someone he had his eye on, such remarkable Heart-Nature.

Shen Moyan, using the Six Senses Fireflies to dig into the deepest thoughts of Luo Changting, couldn't help but have his expression freeze.

"Good lad, to have such a bold idea."

"You want to seize the Soul Transformation Dao Fruit?"

Shen Moyan said in surprise.

He was just about to scoff at his overestimation when his face stiffened, and he held his tongue.

"No, that's not right. If he truly risked his life, traded his Soul with a Heavenly Demon through the ritual of the 'Primordial Demon Heavenly Book', it might not be impossible..."

Heavenly Demons are not as difficult to summon as Immortal Lords.

A clear ritual, a simple offering, a sincere prayer are already enough.

Shen Moyan didn't dare use himself as a sacrificial bet, only daring to trade using the yi mo gourd.

Because Heavenly Demons are not benevolent beings; they could be existences that even surpass the Nine Songs Immortal Lord.

Shen Moyan still vaguely remembers that even with the Nine Songs Immortal Lord's power of 'embodying Dao through writing', he couldn't understand the contents of the 'Heavenly Demon Transformation Art' back then.

"When the time comes, the Immortal Monarch Dharma Idol and the Heavenly Demon's descent..." Recalling the Immortal Monarch Dharma Idol Jiang Qingshui summoned back then, Shen Moyan narrowed his eyes.

"I'm really looking forward to seeing what the upper limit of a Heavenly Demon is."

"Luo Changting, don't let me down."

Shen Moyan gave a cold smile, spread his five fingers towards the small town, encompassing all living beings within his palm... Two months later, Yue Prefecture.

After careful consideration, Shen Moyan ultimately gave up on going to Kongsang Prefecture.

The reason was simple: with that sly old fox Gao Sheng, who was adept at divination, around, everything he tried to do was constantly hindered.

Following the Chamber of Commerce business card given by Cen Boliang, he successfully entered the Hai Jiao Chamber of Commerce.

There, Shen Moyan used his remaining Spirit Stones to successfully gather enough Materials for the paper figures.

"Clone One, Clone Two... Clone Five."

"Now, with my current Mental Energy, I can remotely control five Clones."

Five small paper figures stood on Shen Moyan's palm. With sufficient mana infusion, they could transform into full-sized Clones of himself.

"Clone One, go to Kongsang Prefecture and stay there. If there is an Opportunity, contact Jiang Zhiqiu and subtly inform him of Wild Goose Formation True Monarch's scheme."

"Clone Two, disguise yourself as a student and go to study at Yue Academy."

"Clone Three, be imprinted with the nine songs seal, go work for the Holy Court officially to earn Spirit Stones."

Shen Moyan infused ninety percent of his mana into the three assigned paper figure Clones, leaving two as backup.

Three days later, Yue Prefecture, Cross-Prefecture Teleportation Grand Formation.

The surrounding pedestrians were varied, all dressed in peculiar attire.

Occasionally, Cultivators would cross the light gate, traversing space, leaving Langya Prefecture to go to other prefectures.

"Hey, have you heard? Cangwu Prefecture is about to fall."

"The Holy Court's Guardians of Orthodoxy are utterly routed, collapsing for thousands of miles."

"Luckily, the teleportation channels to Cangwu Prefecture no longer have those cumbersome procedures now. Anyone can go to the front lines."

"Hmph, if you ask me, it's all the fault of the Cangwu Prefect. Even the prefect himself fled. How can the locals resist?" a passing Cultivator said indignantly.

"This Holy Court is becoming more and more corrupt."

"Shh... keep your voice down! Do you want to die?!"

Clone Three listened to the conversations of the surrounding Cultivators while suppressing his aura to the utmost.

He only dared to leak Xuanming mana, not daring to expose even a trace of Biyang mana or Devilish Qi.

Joking aside, exposing even a little would make him an enemy of the entire world.

Immortal Lineages are walking achievements in the eyes of these Holy Court Cultivators.

Clone Three gazed at the magnificent teleportation grand Formation. Just as he was about to go through the formalities, his Sea of Consciousness suddenly erupted with intense alarm signals.

"No, if I go through the formalities for identity verification, my Demonic Arts will definitely be exposed."

Shen Moyan's true body in the distance was troubled.

It seems the only hope is the Hai Jiao Chamber of Commerce's smuggling operation.

Thinking so, he immediately set off to find Cen Boliang.