After saying that, this middle-aged scribe threw out two more jade tokens to Ye Mo and said, “These are two transport talismans, you can crush the white one now and get out, and still teleport directly beyond the Piaomiao Immortal Pond. When you can come in, crush the red one again and you can come back here again.”
Ye Mo held the two jade tokens, feeling vaguely that something was wrong in his heart, but he knew that even if it was wrong now, there was nothing he could do. So after he got the two jade tokens, he didn’t hesitate to throw the red one into the ring while saying to the middle-aged scribe, “The next time I come, I won’t be caught by the lord who is holding you, right?”
“Don’t worry about it, that wicked woman still doesn’t know if she has survived, you just come.”
Before the middle-aged scribe’s words left his mouth, Ye Mo crushed the jade token while saying, “Then I will see you later ……”
Seeing a cloud of white light wrapped around Ye Mo and disappearing, the middle-aged scribe frowned and muttered to himself, “Why does this emperor feel something is not quite right?”
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After Ye Mo stood firm, he found that he had indeed appeared outside the Piaomiao Immortal Pond, but it seemed that he was not very far from it.
Knowing that the Piaomiao Immortal Pond would not let him go, how could Ye Mo dare to stay here, he just sent a message to Thistle and immediately vanish away.
The Piaomiao Immortal Pond had been holding a conference for the past few days, so Ning E simply did not have time to accompany Jie Xie. Thistle could only stand alone and stare, the beauty around her seemed like nothing to her, her eyes did not fall on it for half a second.
What was always on her mind was whether something would happen to Ye Mo. There was also the question of why things in the world could never be perfect, Feng Xi had just had the hope of being reborn. Something had happened to her brother again.
And just at this time. Her communication bead suddenly pulsed. The first thing she did was to take it out. A row of messages appeared on top of the communication bead, “Sister Xi Yue, the people from the Piaomiao Immortal Pond might want to kill me, I have escaped and am now waiting for you at the usual place.”
The message was from Ye Mo, Thistle was so excited that she almost crushed the bead, then she felt Ye Mo’s nervousness. If it was really the Piaomiao Emperor Sect that wanted to kill him, even she, his sister, might not be able to save him. But even if it was more difficult. She still had to keep Ye Mo. And also to keep Ye Mo’s identity from being wanted. She knew very well how big an emperor clan was, and it was useless to rely completely on hiding.
Thistle quickly suppressed her excitement and immediately prepared to leave the Piaomiao Immortal Pond. Ning’e had already made several mistakes and could not get out now, but it was that Mist Luan who knew what Ning’e meant and hurriedly sent Thistle away from the Piaomiao Immortal Pond. For the Piaomiao Immortal Pond, the quicker Thistle leaves, the better.
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Ye Mo did not have to wait long before a vanish light landed not far from Ye Mo. Immediately after that, Thistle’s incomparably excited face showed up, “Brother. Great, I thought something had happened to you, I ……”
Although Ye Mo didn’t know what had happened, he knew that Thistle should be worried about him, so he hurriedly went forward and said, “Sister Xi Yue, I’m sorry for making you worry.”
“No, as long as you’re okay, it’s killing me with anxiety.” Thistle said she wasn’t worried while saying she was anxious to death, making Ye Mo’s heart feel even more sorry.
“Sister Xiyue, let’s leave here first and talk slowly.” Ye Mo said after sacrificing the Green Moon.
Thistle nodded and did not sacrifice a flying magic treasure, and directly sat on the Green Moon with Ye Mo to quickly leave the place.
On the Green Moon, Ye Mo listened to Thistle’s words before he realized that what the middle-aged scribe said was indeed not wrong. If the Piaomiao Immortal Pond knew that he was in the Piaomiao Spring, it would indeed be no good for him.
Ye Mo didn’t say anything about the middle-aged scribe in order to keep Thistle from worrying, he just said that after he felt the benefits of the Misty Spring, he guessed that something might not be right and used a talisman to escape.
When she learned that Ye Mo had gained great benefits from the Ethereal Spring, Thistle was also overjoyed in her heart. She was even happier that Ye Mo was able to get the benefits in the Misty Immortal Pond than she was when she got the benefits herself.
“Sister Xi Yue, I’m afraid I won’t be able to go to that Daoist Exchange. Once the Piaomiao Immortal Pond finds out, it might even hunt me down.”
“Not necessarily, if you were stopped inside the Ethereal Spring, it really wouldn’t be too good, but now, I don’t think it should be much of a problem. Even if the Misty Immortal Pond is powerful, it wouldn’t dare to come out and arrest someone. Besides, at that time, you only went in with the Holy Maiden’s consent. Even if there was a fault, it was still added to Ning’e. You don’t need to worry about Ning’e either, she will at most be punished for not being able to be a Saintess, and I see that she seems to be unwilling to continue being a Saintess herself.” After hearing Ye Mo’s words, Thistle still said comfortingly in order not to let Ye Mo worry.
The people going to the Dao Exchange were all top geniuses, and everyone had some insight into their own Dao and cultivation, so of course Thistle wanted Ye Mo to go. If it was not possible, let his own master step in. What’s more, it wouldn’t be a solution if they let Ye Mo keep hiding.
“Sister Xi Yue, do you know how the Piaomiao Immortal Pond usually acts? Do they usually take things like stealing resources very seriously?” Ye Mo asked worriedly, if Piaomiao Immortal Pond was a generous sect, he might not really continue to pursue the matter after he came out. But Sister Xi Yue didn’t know the importance of that Ethereal Spring, that thing was simply too heaven defying.
Ye Mo at the same time remembered the Devil’s Huan Clan that the middle-aged scribe had talked about, that guy said that the women of the Misty Immortal Pond were even worse than the Devil’s Huan Clan. Although Ye Mo didn’t know what kind of sect the Devil’s Huan Clan was, but listening to that middle-aged scribe’s tone, it wasn’t a good sect.
If the Piaomiao Immortal Pond was also unwilling to suffer the slightest loss, he would still be hunted down even if he hid.
“I can’t say this, but Piaomiao Immortal Pond is an imperial clan, so it shouldn’t be so petty as to chase and kill others after using the Piaomiao Immortal Spring for a bit, right? Besides, we were still invited there by the Holy Maiden, how can we be considered stealing resources?” Thistle said after a moment of contemplation.
“Then do you know about the Devil’s Delight Clan? How does that clan act?” Ye Mo asked again, that middle-aged scribe had such a high level of cultivation, and it was definitely not an unwarranted statement to have an opinion about the Misty Immortal Pond. If the Piaomiao Immortal Pool was really like he said, he would rather find a place to hide in seclusion all the time than fall into the hands of the Piaomiao Immortal Pool.
Thistle blushed and said with a bah, ”Brother, you are not allowed to mention that clan in the future. The women of that clan are even more unapproachable to you. There is not a single good thing. Don’t drop your guard just because they’re pretty. They are a bunch of shameless. And they are a bunch of shameless demons who eat people without spitting out bones. If you want a dual-cultivation couple, sister will help you find one.”
Ye Mo awkwardly waved his hand and said, “Sister Xi Yue, you’re mistaken, I have a wife, not a double monastic couple, I heard people say that the Piaomiao Immortal Pond is not even as good as the Demon Huan Clan, so I’m just asking.”
Thistle slapped Ye Mo’s hand and said, “What are you talking nonsense for the fairies of Piaomiao Immortal Pond to hear. That statement is even more terrifying than you using the Ethereal Immortal Spring, how can you compare these two sects?”
However, Thistle was obviously more interested in Ye Mo’s wife and turned to ask, “Brother, where is your wife? Is she pretty? It can’t be unworthy of my brother.”
Ye Mo rubbed his forehead and said, “Sister Xi Yue, my wife is still in the cultivation world.”
“You see I actually forgot about the business.” Thistle also smiled and said, “You don’t have to worry, I will tell my master, just say that you are my younger brother and the Piaomiao Immortal Pond will not disrespect my master. Don’t think about that for now, let’s go to Pingliang Immortal City first. Then take the teleportation formation to Yuan Cave Heaven, my master will also go along.”
With Thistle’s words. Ye Mo was slightly relieved. That middle-aged scribe had a grudge against the Piaomiao Immortal Pond, so of course he would say that the Piaomiao Immortal Pond was bad, and he couldn’t trust him too much.
After putting down the matter of the Piaomiao Immortal Pond, Ye Mo handed Qing Yue over to Jie Xie’s control again, then returned to the inner cabin himself and began to search for the divine sense markings on his body. That middle-aged scribe had made a divine sense mark on him, and even if he couldn’t get rid of it now, he needed to find it before saying anything.
However, after half a day had pa*sed, he did not find any divine sense markings.
Just as Ye Mo was about to look again, the Green Moon shook and seemed to slow down. The Green Moon was under Thistle’s control, and now that it had stopped, Ye Mo was the first one to come to the front of the Green Moon.
“What is it? Sister Xiyue?” Ye Mo asked as soon as he came out, while he had already seen a golden flying shuttle stretched across the front of the Green Moon.
“Sister Xi Yue, who is this person?”
There were two people standing on top of the flying shuttle, one was at the late stage of Da Luo Xian, and the other was already at the completion of Da Luo Xian, even half a step into the Xian King level.
The one who asked the question was the Da Luo Xian who was almost half-step into the Immortal King level, his face was still smiling, but when he saw Ye Mo come out, his face immediately turned gloomy. Even Ye Mo could feel a hint of his murderous intent.
“Luo Mang, who is he that I need to report to you? And who are you to me? Please be respectful in your tone, sister Xi Yue is not what you call yourself.” Thistle’s face sank as she said in a cold voice.
Ye Mo immediately understood that it was this guy, he had also heard of him, I think he was called something like Little Immortal King. His old man should be a heavenly domain lord, his status was much higher than Ji Shu and Qi Beicang, the two young city lords.
Rou Mang seemed to feel that his tone of voice was not quite right and immediately said with a smile again, “Sorry, Fairy Xi Yue, I was thinking about something just now and my tone was a bit impulsive, don’t take it to heart.”
After saying that, he turned to Ye Mo and hugged his fist and said, “I am Rou Mang, because I like to make friends, so everyone also calls me Little Immortal King. I wonder if this friend is?”
Ye Mo secretly thought to himself, “Is Little Immortal King very impressive? As long as it wasn’t an Immortal King, he wouldn’t put it in his eyes, what was wrong with a mere Da Luo Immortal?
“I am Ye Mo, because I don’t like to make friends, so everyone calls me the Lonely False Emperor.” Ye Mo replied nonchalantly.
The first time Rou Mang saw him he was so angry that his face sank, and he even chided himself directly with a murderous intent.
As for him changing his words later and smiling, it was obviously because he remembered that Sister Xi Yue was not yet his person. Ye Mo was sure that once he left alone, he would immediately chase after him and force himself through all means to ask what his relationship with Sister Xi Yue was.
To this kind of person who had already made an enemy whether they were befriending him or not, Ye Mo would not give a good face at all. Saying that he was a fake emperor was likewise mocking the other party, who was clearly not an immortal king and had to make a small word. The meaning was that a fake was a fake, no matter how small it was, it could not become real.
Thistle almost laughed out loud when she heard Ye Mo’s funny remark, but Rou Mang’s face was once again gloomy.
