Qin Yi reached out to receive the alchemy pills, distributing them among the group, then began to meditate to recover.
Taking advantage of this time, Chen Mo scanned his surroundings, carefully observing the environment.
Although night had already fallen, his Vision Power was unaffected, capturing every motion vividly.
They were close to the Northern Territory, where wild grass abounded and humans were scarce. Not far away was a range of low barren mountains, appearing like a silently lurking giant beast under the moonlight.
"We are a thousand miles away from Tiandu City. Even if the Demon Clan were to ambush us, reinforcements wouldn’t arrive promptly."
"Was it to avoid drawing the Empress’s attention that they didn’t act in Linglan County?"
"It seems they’ve really put in a lot of effort to deal with me."
Chen Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly as he retrieved a compass from his chest.
The compass was entirely dark golden, with a needle at its center exuding a jade-like glow. The inner plate was inscribed with the twenty-eight constellations and the Eight Trigrams, while the outer plate was embossed with the topography of Jiu Zhou.
Two golden Yin Yang Bells hung on the outermost layer.
The Eight Treasures Compass was a reward granted by the system after completing a task in Nantu State.
It could not only be used to search for treasures, but also for geomancy and divination, covering a wide area.
Chen Mo infused it with True Yuan, causing the compass to emit a golden glow. Accompanied by the sound of gears, the inner and outer plates spun in opposite directions.
Moments later, the Zhen, Kan, and Li Trigrams began to tremble continuously, with black mist faintly rising.
The Yin Yang Bells shook violently, emitting a piercing sound.
The needle at the center of the compass pointed towards the direction of the barren mountain.
"Falling stars, cracked earth veins, the White Tiger carries sorrow, the Azure Dragon’s horn is broken... This is indeed a great omen of calamity!"
Ling Ningzhi’s pupils contracted slightly; Tianshu Pavilion was a Master of divination, and she could naturally see how ominous this sign was!
"It seems the net is laid, just waiting for me to walk into the trap."
Chen Mo’s gaze was deep as he headed toward the barren mountain, saying, "I want to see just how great this calamity can be!"
At this moment, Qin Yi and the others had also finished their meditations, rising to follow after him.
The group moved rapidly through the forest without touching the ground, moonlight filtering through the canopy to cast a blend of light and shadow on the forest floor.
The surroundings were utterly silent, broken only by the rustling sound of the night breeze passing through the branches.
Moving along a mountain path toward the valley, they detected no anomalies along the way, not even a trace of Demon Energy.
The more it seemed so, the more the group felt an increasing sense of foreboding, for the danger hidden so deeply suggested that it far exceeded their imagination!
At this moment, the Eight Treasures Compass in Chen Mo’s hand emitted a ringing sound once more, more urgent and piercing than before!
They continued moving forward for dozens of meters, reaching the edge of a dense forest where the vista suddenly opened up before them.
They saw in front a large clearing with a lake. The water was clear, reflecting the moonlight like a mirror embedded in the ground.
At the center of the lake stood a wooden stake, with a figure in a gray robe bound by chains, white hair falling, appearing somewhat melancholic under the moonlight.
"So, my master wasn’t lying after all; the Green Spirit Jade is indeed a treasure..." For more chapters visit ⓝovelFire.net
Ye Henshui’s head hung low, her ruby eyes filled with exhaustion and weariness.
Since being captured by that mysterious Demon Clan, she hadn’t eaten or slept for days, her nerves stretched to the limit.
The disparity in strength was too vast, and in front of that demoness, Ye Henshui had no power to resist... If not for the Green Spirit Jade, the "sect token" given by her master, she might have already been possessed by the Demon Clan!
But even with the jade’s powerful energy, there was still a limit.
After three days, the protective green light was entirely consumed and completely dispersed.
She thought she was bound to face doom, yet the demoness did not lay a hand on her, just sealed her Primordial Qi and left her bound here, taking a strand of her hair.
"That demoness laid this trap, probably wanting to use me as bait to lure Chen Mo here, right?"
"Heh, I’m afraid her plan will fail."
"I don’t even count as a friend to Chen Mo; accurately speaking, if not for the Holy Daughter’s relationship, we would be enemies... After all, I was the one who wanted to curse him back then..."
"Chen Mo and the Holy Daughter have always feared I would report to my master, hence continuously bullying me... If I were to die here, he might actually be relieved?"
Ye Henshui bit her lip gently, her lovely face drained of blood.
There’s real terror between life and death; even the strongest cannot escape. To say she wasn’t afraid would be a lie.
But since she fell into the hands of this demon, her fate was sealed; better to die here than be possessed.
"It’s all because of that big jerk, or I wouldn’t be in such a state."
"Pity, I couldn’t Master the Green Jade Scripture in the end; master, disciple has disappointed you..."
As her consciousness started to blur, she suddenly heard a ringing sound from the distant forest.
Ye Henshui perked up, looking up only to be stunned by what she saw.
A group of people emerged from the forest, led by a man tall and imposing, his black robe embroidered with dark patterns, his jade-like face exuding a cool nobility.
"He actually... came?"
Ye Henshui wondered if it was hunger causing her to hallucinate.
Chen Mo noticed her as well, his figure flashing as he leaped toward the lake’s center.