After a long time, Master Daoist Yuanmu took a deep breath and stared at Mo Tiange seriously. "Junior, other holy objects also have owners, and you're not the only one who knows how to open the mysterious space. As for the method to obtain the immortal fate you mentioned …" He paused, and a hint of killing intent appeared on his originally kind and amiable face. "As long as I search your soul and turn you into a puppet, it won't affect the Fusheng Sword's recognition of its master!"
Mo Tiange was still smiling and didn't even blink. "Junior doesn't dare to say that Senior is wrong, but what Senior wants to know, even if you search my soul, it'll be useless."
Master Daoist Yuanmu stared at her.
Mo Tiange didn't say anything and looked calm.
In the next moment, the expressions of several Nascent Soul cultivators suddenly changed.
There was a strong fluctuation of divine sense in the air!
Scholar Yu held his folding fan and frowned. "This divine sense …"
With his cultivation level in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, it wasn't difficult for him to feel that this divine sense wasn't complete, but the hidden power of wind and thunder was something even he couldn't ignore.
This divine sense appeared in a flash and then slowly disappeared into the sword on Mo Tiange's back.
"Seniors, this is junior's real bargaining chip," Mo Tiange cupped her hands at the crowd and said slowly.
Maybe it was because her attitude was respectful, at least to save face for these Nascent Soul cultivators, or maybe it was because her bargaining chip was so amazing that they had to consider compromising.
In the end, these Nascent Soul cultivators didn't say anything. Even the irascible cultivators who clamored to kill Mo Tiange were silent.
Master Daoist Yuanmu looked to the side. Revered Wu Ming was still smiling with his eyes closed, seemingly not ready to express his opinion. Scholar Yu looked gloomy, but in the end, he sighed silently.
Master Daoist Yuanmu withdrew his gaze and finally said, "Little Fellow Daoist, what do you want? Please speak frankly." His voice was very calm, as if he had accepted this result.
Fu Yao Zi, the number one cultivator in Yunzhong, was unrivaled for more than a hundred thousand years. His existence was already a legend. Even though he only had a trace of divine sense left, even though these people were already in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, they were still afraid of his prestige.
Mo Tiange wasn't surprised by this result. She was just a nobody, but her master, Fu Yao Zi, was a big shot.
"Junior only wants what she deserves," she said calmly.
"The share you deserve?" Immortal Yuanmu stared at her. "Little Fellow Daoist, please speak clearly."
Mo Tiange showed a faint smile and said with a modest expression, "In short, it's equal opportunities."
But the next moment, blue veins appeared on Reverend Yuan Mu's forehead.
He took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead. After cultivating to the late stage of the Nascent Soul Stage, his state of mind should have been calm and tranquil. However, today, he was repeatedly angered by a Core Formation cultivator!
"What right do you have to have an equal opportunity?"
The one who spoke was Scholar Yu. He stared coldly at Mo Tiange. "Even if you have Senior Fu Yao's divine sense protecting you, you're still just a Core Formation cultivator. Even if we agreed, would you dare to believe us?"
As long as they found the Immortal Fate, they could casually wave their hands and this junior would be reduced to ashes. They were two completely different sides, yet they wanted to have an equal chance?
"With the Fusheng Sword in junior's hand," Mo Tiange said faintly.
She didn't care about Scholar Yu's attitude at all. These late stage Nascent Soul cultivators were used to being high and mighty; how could they tolerate others taking a share from their hands?
Especially since she was just a Core Formation cultivator — in their eyes, she was just a little better than an ant.
"Little Fellow Daoist." Master Daoist Yuan Mu stared at her with a profound gaze, but his tone was flat. "I'll give you one more chance. If you obediently listen to me now, after we enter that mysterious space, I'll guarantee your safety and even accept you as my disciple. What do you think?"
Mo Tiange just smiled. "Junior appreciates Senior's good intentions."
He took another step back, but was once again rejected. Enlightened Master Yuan Mu's expression darkened, and his voice deepened, "Don't you think your appetite is too big?"
Mo Tiange said, "Five sacred objects, one for each of us. If Junior's appetite is really too big, what I want isn't an equal opportunity, but a fifth.
After we enter that secret place, with Seniors' abilities, you'll naturally obtain more things than Junior. Why do you want Junior to become a puppet and wait for Seniors' alms? "
"…"
In the silence, Venerable Wu Ming finally spoke. Among the many Nascent Soul cultivators present, this late stage Nascent Soul cultivator was the calmest. He still said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Yuan Mu, Mr. Yu, why don't we let this little Fellow Daoist rest first?
This matter can't be rushed. "
Mo Tiange's trump card had been revealed, and she had also put forward her request. What was left was how they would deal with her, so it was useless to keep her here.
Master Daoist Yuan Mu thought for a while. Seeing that no one had any objections, he said, "Yunhe, take this little Fellow Daoist to rest." He didn't say anything polite to Mo Tiange and didn't even glance at her; he was probably furious.
Ling Yunhe answered respectfully, "Yes, Martial Uncle." Then he cupped his hands towards Mo Tiange. "Qin … Oh, Fellow Daoist Mo, please."
Mo Tiange smiled and followed him out of the parlor.
After walking with Ling Yunhe for a while, she finally heard him say, "Fellow Daoist, you're really brave. You're not afraid at all in front of so many Seniors."
Mo Tiange just smiled. "I have no other choice."
"…" Ling Yunhe was silent for a while then suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Qin, do you not trust me?"
Mo Tiange was puzzled. "What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Ling?"
Ling Yunhe frowned and said, "Although I'm only a Core Formation cultivator, I can still guarantee Fellow Daoist Qin's safety."
Mo Tiange was stunned. After thinking about it, she realized he misunderstood. He thought she didn't trust his guarantee and wanted to deal with the Nascent Soul cultivators to fight for a chance of survival.
She shook her head and said, "Fellow Daoist Ling, you don't need to think too much. I wasn't trying to be fierce just now, and what I said wasn't false."
"Really?"
Seeing how calm she looked, Ling Yunhe couldn't help but believe her. "Was that really Senior Fu Yao Zi?"
Mo Tiange just smiled and didn't answer. Instead, she asked about something else. "Fellow Daoist Ling, I heard Jiuyan Sect's sacred object is the Soul-Restraining Bead. Is it the Soul-Restraining Bead we saw in Carefree Valley that year?"
"No," Ling Yunhe said.
"The Soul-Restraining Bead I had back then was an imitation refined by one of my Ling Clan's ancestors based on the real Soul-Restraining Bead.
However, its appearance and divine power are almost the same. "
"Oh …" No wonder Ling Yunhe could also obtain the Soul-Restraining Bead back then. It turned out it wasn't the real one. "Then … is Fellow Daoist Ling the person chosen by the real Soul-Restraining Bead as its master?"
When Ling Yunhe heard this, he stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her.
Mo Tiange smiled. "I'm just guessing. If it's inconvenient, Fellow Daoist Ling doesn't need to answer."
Ling Yunhe turned back and continued to lead the way. "Fellow Daoist Qin's guess is correct. The person chosen by the Soul-Restraining Bead is indeed me."
"Oh …" Mo Tiange nodded. "Then the people chosen by the Inescapable Net and Nameless List are Jiewu and Han Shizhi?"
Ling Yunhe smiled. "Correct. Otherwise, how could Core Formation cultivators like us participate in such a grand meeting?"
Mo Tiange furrowed her brows and thought to herself, "The three of them, plus me, are all in the Core Formation realm …" She suddenly had an idea. She used her divine sense to communicate with Fu Yao Zi. "Master, is there some secret behind this?"
"Hehe," Fu Yao Zi's voice rang in her mind. "The Fusheng Sword recognizing you as its master was a coincidence, and it had little to do with your cultivation level.
However, I think the reason why there are only three Core Formation cultivators is because the power of the key isn't enough. "
"Huh?"
"Didn't I already tell you?
Their divine sense secret technique isn't as good as mine. Presumably, after being sealed for so many years, their divine senses have gradually faded. If the power of the chosen Nascent Soul cultivators isn't enough, they can only choose Core Formation cultivators. "
"So, the other holy artifacts can choose whoever they want to recognize as their master?" Then they can also change people at will?
"It's not that simple," Fu Yao Zi said. "Although the conditions for them to recognize a master aren't as strict as mine, they aren't that casual either.
Moreover, because their divine sense secret technique isn't strong enough, their holy artifacts can only recognize a master once, so I'm certain they don't dare to take risks. "
Mo Tiange understood a little.
In short, this master of hers was too scheming.
"Master, your Fusheng Sword needs people with Spiritual Roots of the Origin to recognize it as its master. Spiritual Roots of the Origin rarely appear in a thousand years, and because the four of them aren't strong enough, they can only recognize a master once. Isn't it too difficult to gather five people who can be recognized by the holy artifacts at the same time?"
Fu Yao Zi chuckled. "Even if we can't gather all five, so what?
The reason I played these tricks was because I wanted to leave behind an inheritance for myself. Even if the mysterious space in the Sea of Returning Ruins never opens again, what does it have to do with us? "
"…" Mo Tiange secretly wiped her sweat. In any case, he was only a wisp of divine sense now, and his true body had long advanced to the Deification realm, so it really didn't have anything to do with him.
As for the other four Saints, she didn't know where they went. It was nothing more than leaving a fated chance for the younger generation. If they couldn't obtain it in the end, they probably wouldn't care.
However, the living Nascent Soul cultivators certainly wouldn't care.
In the living room, the Nascent Soul cultivators were silent, and all of them had ugly expressions on their faces.
After a long time, Ling Shiyu asked, "Senior Martial Brother Yuanmu, is there really no other way?
Although Senior Fu Yao Zi is the number one cultivator in Yunzhong, he's still a person from 100,000 years ago, and now, he only has a bit of divine sense left … "
Master Daoist Yuanmu held his teacup and didn't move for a long time. At that moment, he sighed and said, "How could it be that simple?
Only now do I realize that Fu Yao Zi is really much stronger than the founder. "
Someone was confused. "What does Brother Daoist Yuanmu mean?
His Fusheng Sword is a holy artifact, but we also have holy artifacts in our hands. Can't we fight against him? "
Scholar Yu tapped the folding fan in his hand and said, "Our three groups have chosen to cooperate. Everyone present is the elite of our three groups. Fellow Daoist Yuanmu, Fellow Daoist Avidya, why don't we speak frankly?"
Master Daoist Avidya nodded with a smile. "Fellow Daoists, you can decide. This old monk has no objections."
Master Daoist Yuanmu also nodded after thinking for a while.
He put down his teacup and glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivators present. "Since that's the case, I'll explain it clearly to everyone."
He paused for a moment and said, "You probably don't know this, but holy artifacts can only recognize a master once. After that, the divine sense on it will dissipate. Unless the new master also reaches the same cultivation level as Senior Five Sages and seals the holy artifact again, the holy artifact will be no different from an ordinary magic treasure."
"Ah!" Exclamations sounded in the guest hall.
This was a secret of the three sects, and not all Nascent Soul cultivators knew about it.
Someone shouted, "Senior Martial Brother Yuanmu, so you're saying that we must find all five holy artifacts and make them recognize us as masters before the person who recognizes us dies?"
Master Daoist Yuanmu shook his head. "Our holy artifacts haven't recognized us as masters yet."
He frowned. "I've discussed with Fellow Daoist Yuanming and Mister Yu before. Before we confirm that all the holy artifacts can recognize us as masters, we won't let them recognize us as masters.
Otherwise, once a holy artifact fails to recognize us as its master, the secret of the Returning Ruins Sea will be sealed forever. "
Ling Shiyu came to his senses. "So, this junior has already made the Supporting Life Sword recognize us as its master, and we're unable to find another master for the Supporting Life Sword?"
"That's right. This is the reason why the three of us have our hands tied." Scholar Yu's expression was gloomy. If this junior didn't know this, how could she be so arrogant?
Soul searching and making her into a puppet were just methods to scare her. After she was made into a puppet, they weren't sure if the holy artifacts would still be as effective as before. And they wouldn't even consider giving up on such a fortuitous encounter!
"Furthermore, we're now faced with another problem," Revered Master Wu Ming said with a smile. "We still can't be sure if the Heavenly Demon Tower has someone who can recognize us as its master."
"…" After a moment of silence, someone gritted his teeth. "If the secret land of the Returning Ruins Sea can never be opened because of this junior, I'll definitely crush her bones and scatter her ashes!"