After staying in the market square for a few days, Mo Tiange left.
Although she recognized Tianqiao, they walked different paths after all. Tianqiao wouldn't leave her husband, and she didn't have the ability to protect them, so it was better for them to go their separate ways.
Except for the first day, Mo Tiange didn't see Meng Sigui again. However, she gave several bottles of Aura-Nourishing Pills and some cultivation notes to Tianqiao before leaving.
Tianqiao didn't have spiritual roots, so she couldn't make Tianqiao a cultivator. She just hoped that Meng Sigui would treat Tianqiao better in the future because of these medicinal pills or because he was afraid of her cultivation level.
After flying north for several days, she finally arrived at the gate of Tiandao Sect.
Among the seven great cultivation groups in the Celestial Pole, except for Zhengfa School, which was located in the northernmost glacier area, the other six were in Kunwu.
The two largest cultivation groups, Tiandao Sect and Xuanqing School, were located in the east and west.
Tiandao Sect was located in the northeast of Kunwu, separated from the Devil Path by a mountain.
According to rumors in the Celestial Pole, the founder of Tiandao Sect was a genius. Ten thousand years ago, during the war between the righteous and the devil path, his name shook the world. Later, he led his disciples to establish a sect here.
It was said that the reason he chose this place as the gate was not only to block the Devil Path's path to Kunwu, but also to train his disciples' combat ability.
As it turned out, the founder of Tiandao Sect indeed had a unique view. Not only did Tiandao Sect's disciples not wear down the sect's strength because of the war with the Devil Path, but they also grew rapidly during the war.
In fact, this phenomenon wasn't unique to Tiandao Sect.
Xuanqing School and Gujian Sect, whose strength was second only to Tiandao Sect, both pursued the strategy of "live in hardship and die in peace." However, their enemies weren't the Devil Path, but the demonic beasts in the surroundings.
When she arrived at Mount Yuheng, where Tiandao Sect was located, Mo Tiange saw Demonic Mountain from afar.
Demonic Mountain was a snowy mountain tens of thousands of feet high. It was connected to Mount Yuheng, but it was more than twice as tall.
At the foot of the mountain was a lush green forest. Halfway up the mountain was a layer of white. At first glance, it was pure white, towering into the clouds.
It was said that Demonic Mountain was also the highest mountain in Kunwu.
When Mo Tiange saw Demonic Mountain for the first time, she, like many people, sighed with emotion. The reputation of the highest mountain in Kunwu was well-deserved.
But at the same time, she had a complicated feeling — this was the place where her father died.
As for her father, whom she had never met, she still had feelings of admiration for him.
When he was a child, his mother always said that his father was a very gentle person, and when the other villagers mentioned his father, they would always praise him for being very capable. Later, when they arrived in Kunwu, Ye Jingwen said his father was very famous in west Kunwu, and Second Uncle respected and loved his father even more.
Therefore, in her heart, her father was a successful cultivator, as well as a competent elder brother and husband.
Sometimes, she couldn't help but think that if her father was still alive, would she not have to suffer all these years?
But every time she thought of this, she would warn herself not to be too greedy. Second Uncle had already been good enough to her. He had taken on the responsibility of a parent and raised her. In order for her to cultivate in peace, he had worked hard to earn spirit stones. For her safety, he had taken her to wander around — it could be said that in these ten years, Second Uncle had lived for her. What did she have to complain about?
The small town at the foot of Mount Yuheng had gathered countless cultivators because of the Tiandao Sect's illustrious reputation.
The streets were neat, the shops were luxurious, and countless cultivators were shuttling back and forth at the foot of the mountain.
Most of these cultivators were Aura Refining cultivators, but there were also many Foundation Building cultivators. Occasionally, she could even see one or two Core Formation cultivators. This was an eye-opener for Mo Tiange.
Sure enough, Tiandao Sect wasn't an ordinary cultivation group. Compared to it, Yunwu Sect was simply a rural place.
"Fellow Daoist, wait!"
She was strolling on the street when she suddenly heard a voice behind her. Then, it seemed like someone was rushing towards her. She stepped aside and dodged.
"Aiya!"
The person fell to the ground. It was a very ordinary-looking teenager. His appearance was ordinary, his clothes were ordinary, and his cultivation level was only in the seventh layer of the Aura Refining realm. There was almost nothing special about him.
The teenager crawled up, ignoring her vigilant expression, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, you have a fast reaction."
Mo Tiange glanced at him and discreetly put some distance between them. She said faintly, "What's the matter?"
Her attitude was cold, but the teenager didn't care at all. He still said with a smile, "I'm He Bisheng. I don't need Fellow Daoist's name."
Mo Tiange frowned slightly and answered, "My surname is Ye. Fellow Daoist, what can I do for you?"
"Oh, turns out it's Fellow Daoist Ye. I don't dare to hope for you, but it seems you're also here to participate in the Immortals Assembly, right?
Me too, and so are many of my friends. Since we all have the same goal, why don't we get together and talk about our experiences? "
The words of the teenager who called himself He Bisheng made Mo Tiange speechless. She hadn't said anything yet, but this person was really talking to himself.
However, he mentioned the Immortals Assembly. Did Tiandao Sect happen to be holding an Immortals Assembly?
No wonder there were so many people here …
"Fellow Daoist Ye, let's go together. It's better to make a last-minute effort than not, right?
If we miss this opportunity, we'll have to wait for another ten years!
Although our cultivation levels aren't high, we might have a better chance if we communicate with each other! "
Although the teenager looked sincere, Mo Tiange wasn't moved in the slightest. She only said, "Thank you for your kindness, but there's no need."
"I want it, I want it."
The teenager didn't seem to notice her refusal and was still very enthusiastic. "Fellow Daoist, you don't have to be so polite. We're all individual cultivators, so communicating with each other is better than nothing.
Come, let's go this way. "
He was about to lead the way, but after taking two steps, he turned around and stared at her anxiously.
Mo Tiange felt helpless. After thinking that she really didn't have any plans, she shook her head and followed him.
Seeing that she was willing to follow him, the teenager smiled even more happily. He led her left and right, talking endlessly as they walked.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, you seem to be about the same age as me, but your cultivation level is actually in the tenth layer. That's really amazing! Could it be that you're a disciple of a cultivation clan?"
Mo Tiange shook her head. "I'm not."
In fact, she should be three or four years older than this teenager. It was just that she was small, so people always mistook her for a man.
"Ah, that's even more amazing," the teenager said enviously.
"Fellow Daoist Ye must have outstanding talents, so you might be able to enter Tiandao Sect without having to take the test!"
Mo Tiange didn't answer.
She was now twenty years old, but her cultivation level was already in the peak stage of the Aura Refining realm. Even among the elite disciples of big cultivation groups, her cultivation level wasn't bad. However, she clearly knew that her fast cultivation wasn't because of talents, but because of medicinal pills.
If it wasn't for Second Uncle's full support and the many rewards she received from Yunwu Sect, it would be considered good if she could have the same cultivation level as this teenager.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, I have two friends who are also participating in the Immortals Assembly. Their cultivation levels are a bit higher than mine.
The three of us usually only cultivate hard and rarely communicate with others. We're also not proficient in fights of magical powers. Now that the Immortals Assembly is about to begin, we need to have some means to survive, not to mention winning. We have no other choice, so we want to communicate with others and make more preparations. In any case, we can't lose our lives … "
The teenager chattered endlessly. Mo Tiange didn't know what he was saying until the end. Soon, the topic was diverted to who knows where, but the teenager never stopped talking.
"Ah, we're here." Finally, the teenager stopped in front of an ordinary door and knocked on it.
Mo Tiange heaved a sigh of relief. Although she pretended she didn't hear anything, it was still quite annoying to have someone talking next to her.
Soon, the door opened. A tall teenager stood behind the door.
Upon seeing this person, the teenager promptly said, "Big Brother Huang, I brought a guest."
When the teenager saw Mo Tiange standing behind him, he also smiled. "Fellow Daoist, welcome, welcome. Come in quickly."
After she stepped through the door, she saw that it looked like an ordinary house with a small courtyard and a person was sitting in the hall.
The door behind her closed with a bang and the teenager said, "Fellow Daoist, please come in."
When Mo Tiange walked into the hall, the slightly chubby teenager also stood up. "Fellow Daoist …"
The teenager took a step forward and introduced her. "Fellow Daoist Ye, this is my big brother. His name is He Bixiu.
Big Brother, this is Fellow Daoist Ye I met today. He's about the same age as me, but his cultivation level is already in the tenth layer. He's really amazing. "
The teenager called He Bixiu was slightly surprised. "So it's Fellow Daoist Ye.
Second Brother, you're pretty good today. You actually brought back a tenth layer Fellow Daoist. "
"Of course." The teenager smiled proudly and politely welcomed her. "Fellow Daoist Ye, please sit and have a cup of tea first.
Big Brother Huang, come quickly. "
"I'm coming." The teenager surnamed Huang hastily walked into the room.
Mo Tiange sat on the guest's seat and took the spiritual tea the teenager handed her. She slowly blew on the tea and took a sip.
She thought that this teenager's big brother, He Bixiu, and the teenager surnamed Huang were both in the ninth layer, so they seemed to have put in a lot of effort. If she had enough spirit stones as her backing, she should have a high chance of winning the Immortals Assembly.
When she put down the teacup, the three people in front of her became even happier.
Mo Tiange calmly looked at the door then asked, "Fellow Daoists, why are you so happy?"
The three people who were staring at her and laughing didn't stop.
No one answered her question. The three of them glanced at each other then the teenager said, "Big Brother, Big Brother Huang, are you satisfied with today's goods?"
He Bixiu nodded repeatedly. "Not bad. Not only is this boy's cultivation level high, but his skin is also soft and tender. Later, if he's sold to a high level female cultivator or a lecherous cultivator, we'll definitely be able to sell him for a lot of money."
As they spoke, the three people once again laughed at each other. Their laughter was extremely vulgar.
Mo Tiange wrinkled her brows. "Fellow Daoists, what are you talking about?"
Still, no one answered her question. The teenager surnamed Huang also said, "Yes!
Since this boy has such a high cultivation level at such a young age, his family must also be very wealthy. I say, Bisheng, are you sure he's not someone from a cultivation clan? "
"I'm sure he isn't," He Bisheng said, "Look at his ordinary clothes. Moreover, do you think those young masters from cultivation clans would be as calm as him?"
"If you put it that way … that's true." The teenager surnamed Huang nodded. "It'd be great if you could find this kind of goods every time."
His words made He Bisheng very unconvinced. "Big Brother Huang, this isn't just about me. Why are you only talking about me?"
The teenager surnamed Huang said boldly, "Aren't you responsible for getting the bait?
Look at what kind of goods you brought a few days ago!
They don't have many spirit stones on them, and even their spirit tools are very rotten. "
"Can you blame me for that?
Although there are people everywhere, not everyone is willing to come with me — "
"Isn't that because you're not capable enough?"
"You …"
"Enough!"
Seeing that He Bisheng and the teenager surnamed Huang were about to quarrel, He Bixiu shouted at them to stop. "The two of you should also look at the time. Hurry up and get to work first!"
The two of them reluctantly glared at each other then took out their respective spirit tools.
Mo Tiange stared at them and said, "Fellow Daoists —"
"Haha!" Upon seeing her like this, He Bisheng laughed and finally spoke to her. "Fellow Daoist Ye, could it be that none of your elders taught you that people's hearts are sinister and that you shouldn't casually follow strangers?"
Mo Tiange swept her gaze over the three of them. Instead of answering, she directly asked, "What do you want to do?"
He Bixiu rolled up his sleeves and said, "Don't be anxious. You'll know soon enough."