"We will abide by the elder's decree!"
Meng Lin might be tyrannical to everyone, but he was always respectful to the elder.
Under the elder's lead, the clansmen bowed once more.
The middle-aged man in the sky did not descend from the sky. He merely glanced at Meng Lin indifferently before putting away the token and riding away on his mount.
"Humph!"
Li Yan snorted and waved his sleeve as he led the Li clan's higher-ups out.
Now that all decorum was gone, Li Yan had no interest in attending Meng Lin's welcoming banquet.
With Li Yan gone, Wu Yiliu led the Wu clansmen out.
The originally lively banquet suddenly became a lot quieter.
"Senior, who is he?"
Li Mo asked Meng Lin when everyone was seated.
"One of the eight elders of the Elder Council and an Earth immortal.
He entered the Earth immortal stage many years before me and is stronger than me. "
Meng Lin spoke plainly then reminded Li Mo. "Don't worry.
"In Jiuli Tribe, you can mess with anyone but the Elder Council.
The members of the Elders Council, from the Core Formation Apostles and the Golden Core Emissaries to the Nascent Soul Deacons and the Earth Immortal Elders, all of them represent the Elder when they go out. They are existences that we cannot afford to offend.
Jiuli Tribe has eighty-one villages and eighty-one clan leaders.
But there is only one elder. Disrespect to him is disrespect to all of Jiuli Tribe. "
Even the fearless Meng Lin had to warn Li Mo, afraid he'd get into trouble.
Li Mo only nodded.
He didn't know how long he would stay here, so how could he have anything to do with the Elder Council?
With the Wu and Li clansmen gone, the atmosphere was a lot colder.
But now that everyone was relaxed, they ate, drank, and danced happily.
Quite a few young Meng clansmen came to challenge Li Mo. Of course, they were just friendly invitations.
So Li Mo didn't go overboard with his attacks.
But Li Mo didn't understand, be it Li Zitian or Li Hu, or the Falling Mountain Camp, all of them had powerful cultivation methods.
They fought Li Mo with strong cultivation methods. Li Mo could only rely on totems to fight them.
However, the experts of the Dusk Mountain Stronghold seemed to only know cultivation techniques and not totemic power.
Out of curiosity, Li Mo asked Meng Lin. But Meng Lin shook his head.
"I'll take you to a place tomorrow, if you can break through.
This old man will tell you these … "
After eating his fill, Li Mo took Eggy back to his room to sleep.
Meng Lin, who just regained his position as clan leader, sent many Meng clansmen to guard Li Mo's house.
After all, everyone knew how protective Li Yan was. Li Mo beat Li Yan's eldest son, Li Zitian, into that state.
There was no guarantee that Li Yan wouldn't go to extremes. However, Menglin was clearly overthinking things.
No matter how angry Li Yan was, Meng Lin had already entered the Earth Celestial Stage. Li Yan didn't dare to make a move recklessly …
The next day, Li Mo washed up and was brought to Meng Lin by the Meng clansmen.
As for Dandan, after he woke up, he ran out to play.
The surrounding mountains all belonged to the Dusk Mountain Stronghold, so there were plenty of things to play with.
As for safety, Li Mo knew Dandan well enough.
Dandan would be lucky if she didn't harm others. How could he be comforted?
When he arrived at Meng Lin's room, Meng Lin had already tidied up.
Last night, Meng Lin came home and washed up, even washing away the dirt on his face.
Meng Lin also threw away his tattered clothes and changed into a brand new green robe.
And with Meng Lin's restored appearance, he had the air of an immortal.
Who would've thought Li Mo's first encounter with Meng Lin would turn out to be so 'fucked'?
"Let's go. I'll take you somewhere."
Meng Lin's face was solemn as he spoke.
But Li Mo noticed a glimmer of hope in Meng Lin's eyes.
Li Mo didn't know where Meng Lin's hope came from.
But after being with Meng Lin for so long, Li Mo knew Meng Lin was a man of honor. He wouldn't do anything to betray him.
"Alright."
Li Mo nodded and left with Meng Lin.
Soon, Meng Lin led Li Mo to the tallest tree on the mountain peak.
It was summer and the tree was lush with leaves. It looked as if seven or eight men standing in a circle wouldn't be able to wrap their arms around it.
Compared to this tree, the other trees were half as tall as this one.
Compared to this tree, the other trees were like 'sons'.
Meng Lin walked in front of the tree and touched it with his hand.
"This is the Reincarnation Tree. Drip your blood on it.
You will enter the world of the Reincarnation Tree. If you can walk out of the Reincarnation Tree, you will inherit my legacy and cultivate my Great Dream Godly Technique.
Rest assured, if you can't, I will save you. "
Li Mo saw Meng Lin's eyes darken when he said 'if you can't'.
Li Mo knew where that glimmer of hope came from. Meng Lin must've wanted to pass on his Great Dream Sacred Art.
But the requirements for cultivating the Great Dream Sacred Art were very strict. That was why Meng Lin couldn't find a successor after so many years.
"Is this … the Falling Mountain Camp's totem?"
Li Mo asked in doubt, but quickly denied it.
If this tree was a totem, then why didn't the Falling Mountain Camp use the totem's power in yesterday's battle, instead choosing to lose to Li Mo?
Others might've let Li Mo off, but Li Hu and Li Zitian couldn't wait for Li Mo's death.
Meng Lin wasn't in the mood to explain.
"When you come out of the Reincarnation Tree, I will tell you."
"Alright!"
Li Mo nodded and cut his finger, letting a drop of blood fall on the Reincarnation Tree.
Swish swish swish …
As Li Mo's blood seeped into the Reincarnation Tree, it began to move.
The emerald green branches rustled with their leaves.
The thick and sturdy trunk shone with an emerald green light.
This light had an endless suction and Li Mo was sucked into the Reincarnation Tree before he could do anything.
"Great Dream Sacred Art, sleep for a hundred years.
If your consciousness isn't strong enough to break through the Reincarnation Tree's temptations and bindings.
If you cultivate the Great Dream Sacred Art, you'll be stuck in your own dream, becoming a living dead … "
Meng Lin spoke as he watched Li Mo disappear.
It was because of the harsh requirements for cultivating the Great Dream Sacred Art that Meng Lin couldn't find a successor after so many years.