Shen Mo did not continue wallowing in the tender embrace of Chen Mengze, Zhao Lingyin, and the others. After dressing neatly, he appeared above the Crimson Flame Sect in a streak of light!
After some thought, he flew toward the mountain peak.
At the summit stood an immortal spring that produced Tribulation-Crossing Azure Mystic Water. Supported by this spring was a Blessed Land, the cultivation grounds of the immortal mountain's mistress, Fairy Yuquan.
Driven by his pursuit of the "truth," he inexplicably raised his dharma sword and scattered sword light toward the Blessed Land. The terrifying commotion instantly alarmed every cultivator on Yuquan Mountain. They all looked toward the summit, their faces filled with horror. At the same time, a peerlessly graceful figure manifested. Her features were indistinct, yet to Shen Mo, she seemed favored by heaven and earth, as though everything beautiful in the world had gathered upon her, stirring reverence and admiration in one's heart!
For a Blessed Land with an owner, unless its master was killed or suppressed, or willingly allowed someone inside, outsiders would find it difficult to breach it and force their way in... Shen Mo's attacks were all blocked by the graceful figure before him.
"Fairy Yuquan?" Shen Mo asked loudly, dharma sword in hand.
The figure nodded slightly, then questioned Shen Mo's earlier actions in an exceptionally calm tone, clearly intending to hold him accountable.
Faced with a True Immortal, Shen Mo's attitude became respectful.
"Shen rashly attacked Fairy's Blessed Land not out of malice, but because I am lost and wish to ask Fairy for guidance!"
Yet his explanation did not move Fairy Yuquan. His actions just now had been deeply provocative and had plainly offended an immortal's dignity. There was no way the matter could simply be brushed aside.
Seeing that