The Best Feeling Thing, Stirring Up the Dragon!
Li Mo and his companions landed on the edge of the Cry Dragon Clan's territory.
It could not venture further into the territory of its sworn enemy; otherwise, if it were discovered by the powerful members of the Cry Dragon Clan, it would likely be defeated and its roc would fall from the sky.
Watching the Roc Demon fly away, Little Li seemed lost in thought.
He had been to the military camp in Treasure Vase Town. The border troops there, plus a Guardian at the Divine Observation Realm, could have captured the Roc Demon long ago, or at the very least driven it away.
Why then have they allowed it to remain on Treasure Vase Mountain, causing widespread panic?
The group walked on this land called Blackwater Marsh.
This place, often muddy and rainy, also has human towns, but no longer has Garrison Army.
The humans who have lived here for generations all worship 'Witch Spirit'.
In different towns, the Witch Spirit worshipped are also diverse and strange, with various odd functions in addition to protecting the peace of the Square.
For example, right now.
After traveling for five days, amidst mountains upon mountains, a relatively flat town finally appeared.
The entire town is built around the lake, and one can faintly hear the exotic fishermen's songs coming from the lake.
"This is the last town before entering the territory of the Cry Dragon Clan."
Huang Donglai looked at the map and confirmed it.
"The clothes here in Blackwater Marsh are made of really strange materials."
Murong Xiao took off the silk hat covering her head, shook it twice and all the water droplets slid off, restoring her dryness, and her hat even faintly reflected a beautiful luster.
Huang Donglai said, "Square environment shapes Square people. This Pearl White Lotus Silk is naturally insulated from moisture, making it extremely precious."
"It feels amazing, it's simply the best thing in the world."
Murong Xiao touched his silk hat and said.
"No, that's not true!"
Suddenly, Li Mo spoke, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.
Judging from his expression, you can tell he's telling the truth!
"What is the softest and smoothest thing in the world?" Murong Xiao asked, puzzled.
"Well..."
Li Mo sighed, shook his head, and gently rubbed the silk cap.
This technique isn't just similar, it's practically a massage...
"??"
Murong Xiao was completely baffled, racking his brains but still unable to understand what Brother Li's gesture meant.
Brother Li's insight is indeed far beyond his reach.
"This material is quite nice, it feels more comfortable than Black Cloud Gauze. What do you think about using it to make stockings?"
Li Mo didn't know why, but he asked the question subconsciously.
Sure enough, not only do his hands have their own thoughts, but now even his mouth does!
"??"
Not only was Murong Xiao stunned, but Huang Donglai was also taken aback.
"As you know, I'm fairly skilled at hammering, so I've recently become quite interested in forging."
"Forging such delicate items requires considerable skill; you could buy a piece weighing a thousand or eight hundred jin to practice with first."
Li Mo coughed lightly and put the hat back on Murong Xiao's head.
Murong Xiao's eyes were filled with wisdom and surprise.
He practiced a lot with Elder Han He at Divine Weapon Peak. His master said that he would be considered a skilled craftsman when he could forge a qualified Black Cloud Gauze inner armor.
Brother Li actually chose to get the even more difficult Pearl White Lotus Silk?!
"..."
Huang Donglai thought to himself, "What does this have to do with forging? Isn't this textile manufacturing?"
"Brother Li, ten thousand catties of lotus root, two ounces of shredded lotus root."
"Let alone a thousand or eight hundred catties, the entire town's output wouldn't even exceed twenty catties."
"..."
Looking around, Li Mo saw figures bent over in the mud by the lake. Some women were carrying infants on their backs, trudging through the mud, their bodies so dirty it seemed they had grown out of the mud themselves.
The white, pearl-like lotus-root silk fabric is hard to reconcile with the image of the group of people before me.
Li Mo and Murong Xiao entered the town.
After spending a lot of money to purchase several kilograms of lotus root shreds from a silk merchant from another region, his doubts remained.
They clearly produced such valuable items.
Why would a woman bring an infant to work in the fields?
The silk merchant, however, enthusiastically said:
"There happens to be Witch Spirit Festival here today. If you're not in a hurry, why don't you go and take a look? The Witch Spirit here are very effective, and many people believe in them."
Thank you.
Li Mo thanked him, but showed little interest.
Murong Xiao had no interest in the so-called Witch Spirit Festival; he was now both excited and nervous.
"I wonder if my parents are getting impatient."
He has never met his parents since he was born.
"Yes... I also have great respect for Murong..."
Walking down the street, Li Mo couldn't help but wonder:
"Since your uncle and aunt miss you so much, why don't they go to Clear Abyss Sect to see you? They even felt comfortable letting you come to the Southern Border alone."
"Perhaps they have their reasons, and besides, we'll be arriving safely soon."
Murong Xiao grinned, his heart filled with the joy of soon meeting his biological parents.
Li Mo: "..."
If it weren't for the joint enforcement by Cloud-Crossing Sword City and Drizzle Pavilion, you'd still be a divine Divine Child of the Demon Summoning Cult Sect.
But.
After many years apart, just as Jade Phoenix God was heading to the Southern Border, she suddenly asked Murong Xiao to return.
It's hard to say there's no connection between them.
But the reason for this can only be found out when we go to the territory of the Cry Dragon Clan.
As they spoke, the group arrived at the water's edge, where there stood a tall altar, weathered and worn.
You can see the statues on it without even getting close.
The statue is made entirely of stone, with a large head and a small body, and two pairs of eyes; it is bizarre and terrifying.
"Hiss... This feels familiar."
Li Mo recalled Sanxingdui from his previous life, but felt it wasn't entirely similar.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember.
It's at Jade Cluster Peak!
Among the pile of statues of the Divine Observation that were smashed by the beautiful female master, there were some that were similar in shape to this one.
At this time.
The priest was wearing a mask identical to the face of the deity, and was performing a bizarre dance on it.
The people below the stage devoutly offered sacrifices and received a black incense stick in return. They lit the incense and prayed fervently, some even expressing their heartfelt wishes.
"Hoping for a bumper harvest this year..."
"I hope to have a son..."
Li Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.
This Witch Spirit...
He found that this Witch Spirit statue gave him a vague feeling of looking at Divine Observation Diagram, yet it was much more eerie than ordinary Divine Observation statues.
This doesn't seem like a proper deity.
Li Mo recalled that in the other villages he passed through, all the Witch Spirit that were worshipped seemed to be like this.
"We hope that the vicious and wicked Cry Dragon will stop attacking the village..."
"I hope to see my parents smoothly..."
Li Mo turned his head and found that Murong Xiao was also praying there.
No, Brother Murong, the greatest function of this Witch Spirit is to defend against the Cry Dragon.
You even bowed to it?
Even if the Witch Spirit agrees, would Buddha agree?
Just then.
Glug glug--
The sky suddenly darkened, and a whirlpool appeared in the lake, rapidly expanding and growing larger, with a huge, dark shadow inside.
"The Cry Dragon!"