100: Chapter 100 My God, what on earth did you go to do?

Zhao Dun did not care whether the Prime Minister and the Grand Minister of Agriculture could understand; he simply gave his orders, saying, "Just do as I require."

Within the Song State, rumors of Zhao Mo's cultivation base falling appeared from time to time. Coupled with the unrest caused by the tianfeng bean incident, this was all because the Song State had expanded too rapidly recently without establishing a solid Foundation. Thus, even a minor setback made things seem precarious.

Just now, Zhao Dun summoned the Prime Minister and the Grand Minister of Agriculture to Tianxuan Palace. This was a form of warning; he wanted to tell the world that even without True Person Mo, the current Tianxuan Palace still supported him.

【You have completed the spirit field clearing, Experience +20.】

Tianfeng Valley.

After clearing the golden jade marrow fruit seedlings in the spirit field, Zhao Mo sat by the edge of the field, looking at the thirty-five and a half spirit fields.

These fourth-grade spirit fields were too few. The experience points from the past year were no longer enough to allow him to advance to the fourth layer of the Nascent Soul realm.

"Should I go out and hunt for some Yao Beasts?"

Just as Zhao Mo had not yet made up his mind, Li Feng arrived at Tianfeng Valley in a hurry.

"Senior Brother Li?"

"You are a busy man; what brings you to Tianfeng Valley?"

Li Feng's expression was grave. "Take a look at this first."

"A shadow recording stone?"

"What is inside?"

Li Feng did not answer Zhao Mo but directly activated the shadow recording stone with his mana.

A phantom image floated above the shadow recording stone, displaying the scene of Zhao Mo burying Liu Yaozhen.

"Smack." Zhao Mo slapped himself in the face. "I was careless. I should have changed my face."

"Or I should have just bestowed upon him a Five Elements Life Transformation Art and used him as fertilizer."

Li Feng said, "You are overthinking it. When Liu Yaozhen entered Tianfeng Valley, who knows how many eyes of the Liu Clan Yin Spirits were watching this place. Fortunately, you buried Liu Yaozhen. If he had been left without a corpse, it would be even more troublesome now."

"These old geezers, why are they watching me every single day?"

Zhao Mo just wanted to simply farm his spirit fields, but he always ended up clashing with the Liu Clan.

"So what now?"

"This guy was already suffering from the Five Decays of Heaven and Man; he didn't have many days left to live anyway."

"Wait, that's not right. Liu Yaozhen had already fallen long ago; what I buried was just an unknown corpse left behind in Tianfeng Valley."

"Yes, that's it."

Liu Yaozhen had faked his death in advance, wanting to sever ties with the Liu Clan, but this also gave Zhao Mo an opportunity.

Who dares to say that what I buried was the Nascent Soul True Lord Liu Yaozhen?

Zhao Mo felt emboldened.

"You finally realized it. Otherwise, it wouldn't be me coming here, but the Xuan Sect's Law Enforcement Hall."

"However, the Liu Clan is pestering the Sect Master, and now they need an explanation."

"What kind of explanation?"

"None."

"That guy Liu Yaowen gave the method for increasing the yield of golden marrow fruit to the Iron Sword Sect. When did the Xuan Sect ever give me an explanation?"

Li Feng looked at Zhao Mo. "Yes, you are right."

"The Sect Master is also on your side, so—"

Zhao Mo did not understand for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"Liu Yaoyang has fallen, and now Liu Yaozhen is also dead."

"The Liu Clan's intention is to use the two True Lords to appease the anger of you, True Person Mo, hoping that this matter ends here and will not be pursued further."

"Letting you recover your cultivation base is their way of signaling a reconciliation between both sides."

Zhao Mo was completely speechless.

The Liu Clan's calculations were truly too shrewd.

He remembered that this time he had almost died under Liu Yaozhen's black needles.

If not for the golden light of merit, he, Zhao Mo, might have ended up buried alongside Liu Yaozhen.

They want to just let it pass now?

How could Zhao Mo agree?

Although he hadn't thought of how to target the Liu Clan yet, he, Zhao Mo, could not bring himself to agree not to retaliate.

"Forgive me, but I am powerless to help."

"Is cultivation base something that can be recovered just by saying so?"

Zhao Mo said, looking at Li Feng.

"Good, 'powerless to help' is the right answer."

"That was suffocating me."

"I was speaking to you on behalf of the Sect Master just now."

"I hope Junior Brother Zhao does not take it to heart."

"Sigh, this damn Peak Master position is so uncomfortable."

Only now did Li Feng return to normal, becoming that unyielding Sword Dao Soul Transformation cultivator.

"You just wait, I will go reply to the Sect Master now."

"Hmph, if the Liu Clan doesn't know what's good for them, I will go slaughter a few Nascent Soul True Lords to vent your anger."

"Oh, I almost forgot."

"Thank you for the matter at Heartless Valley. They are very satisfied with the sentimental flower. You have done me a great favor with this."

"Here, this is the Yin Spirit Revealing Mirror. Besides making Yin Spirits have nowhere to hide, I have also infused it with hundreds of Sword Intents. After you refine it, hang it at the entrance of Tianfeng Valley."

"If any small Yin Spirits come here to cause trouble, I will make sure they never return."

Li Feng took out a palm-sized Bagua mirror and handed it to Zhao Mo.

"This—"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li."

Yin Spirits leave no trace; unless one has reached the Soul Transformation Realm, it is impossible to detect their existence.

Li Feng's Yin Spirit Revealing Mirror was a huge help to Zhao Mo.

"Why thank me? We are brothers, there is no need for this."

Li Feng waved his hand, and his figure dissipated.

"Incarnation?"

Zhao Mo was so envious.

If the Cloud Soaring Spell was Zhao Mo's favorite Nascent Soul-level Spell, then the Incarnation was Zhao Mo's favorite Soul Transformation-level Spell.

Just imagine if he, Zhao Mo, could divide his soul into millions; how could Ding Xin be his opponent then?

Enough said, Zhao Mo's saliva was about to flow out; his image was too wretched.

He didn't know what grade of Magical Artifact this Yin Spirit Revealing Mirror was; it took Zhao Mo half a month to refine it.

After hanging the Yin Spirit Revealing Mirror at Tianfeng Valley, Zhao Mo realized something belatedly.

"This isn't right."

"Senior Brother Li is actually so attentive to the matter at Heartless Valley."

"Could it be that they have some unspeakable secrets?"

Thinking back to how Li Feng suddenly achieved the Soul Transformation Realm, Zhao Mo did not believe there wasn't a huge scoop here.

...

"Let's go, old pal—"

In the spirit field, Zhao Mo and Ox Martial were plowing the land when a sneaky figure appeared and slipped in from outside the valley.

It was just seen by Ox Martial.

"Who is it?"

"Hmm?"

"Where have you been these past few days? Why are you being so sneaky all day long?"

Ding Xin had been very mysterious lately, leaving early and returning late.

Now she had even transformed into the appearance of an old woman, with a sour, foul smell emanating from her whole body.

"I taught you the Face-Changing Heart-Swapping Art, is that how you use it? You didn't go begging, did you?"

"Go to hell."

Answering Zhao Mo was Ding Xin's long leg.

【You have completed the spirit field plowing, Experience +20.】

When Zhao Mo finished plowing the field and returned to Leisurely Residence, he was stunned by the sight before him.

He saw a pile of Storage Pouches stacked in front of him, and Ding Xin was continuously pouring out the Spirit Stones from the Storage Pouches and transferring them into a Storage Ring.

"Here, this pile is yours. Don't say I don't take care of you."

Zhao Mo casually opened a Storage Pouch to take a look; it was actually filled entirely with High-Grade Spirit Stones.

This single Storage Pouch contained a conservative estimate of twenty thousand.

Looking at the number of Storage Pouches again, Zhao Mo gasped.

This was likely hundreds of thousands of High-Grade Spirit Stones.

"You, you didn't go and rob the Xuan Sect, did you?"

He remembered when he, Fu Tianhua, and Chen Yuxiang used the enlightenment spirit wine to set a trap for the Liu Clan Wine House, they had only obtained one million High-Grade Spirit Stones. But how many people had to share those million Spirit Stones?

Who knows how many Nascent Soul Ancestors and Nascent Soul True Lords had participated? In the end, Zhao Mo, the greatest contributor, had only received forty thousand-plus High-Grade Spirit Stones.

And now, Ding Xin had brought back hundreds of thousands of High-Grade Spirit Stones all by herself.

"Good Lord, what on earth did you go do?"