"Uncle-Master Kong Ming, the peaches are ripe. The Master has sent Qiu Feng to invite you to Yuan Qingshan."
Li Mo reined in his aura. In an instant, it became indistinguishable from Daoist Kong Ming's.
A smile tugged at his lips. "What a coincidence! I'd just transformed into Daoist Kong Ming and read his diary, and now someone from Yuan Qingshan has shown up."
Yuan Qingshan was the home of Daoist Kong Ming's fifth senior brother, Cang Mingzi, the fifth disciple of Great Immortal Yang Mei.
The visitor was probably his attendant boy.
Li Mo glanced at his clothes and cleared his throat softly.
"The Thousand Machine Mask is pretty good. It can almost perfectly imitate someone's appearance. But I mustn't let the disguise slip later. Since he's Daoist Kong Ming's senior brother, he probably isn't weak. Luohu is currently immersed in cultivation, so I can't afford any mishaps. Otherwise, I'm done for."
After muttering to himself, Li Mo transformed into a streak of light and left Primordial Mountain.
Outside Primordial Mountain stood an attendant boy in blue robes, his hair tied into two buns. It was hard to tell whether he was a boy or a girl. He was about a head shorter than Li Mo.
"Little attendant, let's go. Straight to Yuan Qingshan."
With his hands behind his back, Li Mo waved casually, a smile on his face.
The attendant boy, Qiu Feng, found it rather strange. He rubbed his head, looking puzzled.
The twelfth uncle-master was usually so aloof and quiet.
Why was he acting so strangely today? He seemed much more approachable than usual.
Still, there was nothing wrong with being more approachable.
He shook his head and smiled. "Yes, Uncle-Master."
Li Mo traveled through the Chaos at a leisurely pace, riding the wind.
Along the