This Wave, Guaranteed Win

"This, this... isn't this just ridiculous?"

Under the starry night, on a lotus platform flying rapidly northeast, Ji Mo held his right hand in a sword finger formation in front of him, his forehead dark, his expression indescribably conflicted.

He kept turning his head to look at the two figures behind him, one strong and one particularly strong, wanting to say something, but swallowing his words back feebly.

Brother Xiong is here to help me, and he even brought this expert Body Cultivator. What more can I say?

But, as a Young Master of a clan, how could he easily put himself in danger?

If something were to happen to Brother Xiong later, I would truly be filled with regret for the rest of my life.

Ji Mo could even hear the hushed murmurs of the two behind him as they chatted.

"Young Master, flying in the sky is quite fun too. It feels much faster than riding a wolf."

"Stop calling me Young Master. You call me Third Uncle, and I'll call you Hou Di," Wu Wang glared at General Xiong San. "Cultivators can use their spiritual sense to scout everywhere. You're directly exposing our identities."

General Xiong San scratched his head and muttered softly, "Didn't Brother Ji Mo use stealth and concealment methods?"

Wu Wang patiently explained the common knowledge:

"Brother Ji Mo is only a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage. We might be facing an expert in the Immortal stage.

The concealment methods of low-level cultivators are hard to hide from high-level cultivators. We need to be ready for a major battle against strong enemies at any moment."

"Heh heh," Old Third Xiong excitedly rubbed his hands. "I've been bored to death all these years, being left at home by the leader to protect you!"

Wu Wang: ...

Ji Mo turned his head and said, "Brother Hou Di, this matter truly has nothing to do with you two. I'm planning to leave the Northern Plains now."

"To be honest, Brother Ji," Wu Wang said with sincerity in his eyes, "rescuing Fairy Ling wasn't my decision. I have no great interest in women, or rather, in women at this stage.

If Brother Ji isn't going, please leave me a way to contact them. General Xiong San and I will go."

"This," Ji Mo's eyes were filled with emotion.

What kind of spirit was this?

The warmth and hospitality of the Northern Plains humans were greatly embodied in this Young Master.

So, it wasn't just... who was thinking about the future of humanity...

"Nephew Hou Di," Old Third Xiong asked puzzledly, "is it really Lord Cangxue's order?"

"Yes," Wu Wang frowned in thought, his spiritual sense already distributed to its maximum range. "I don't know the specific reason, but it's impossible that Mother wants me to rescue Fairy Ling just because of her outstanding appearance."

Old Third Xiong tried to recall, then quickly grinned and shook his head, disdainfully saying, "The women in the Human Domain are so skinny, yuck."

Wu Wang suddenly asked, "By the way, Brother Ji, that Wang Lin who saved you before, does his sect have a strong background?"

"An ordinary Immortal Sect," Ji Mo sighed. "It's already quite difficult for an ordinary sect to cultivate such a talented individual, and yet he... because he saved me...

I feel unworthy of this kindness and don't know how to repay him."

Ji Mo took a gentle breath, and could only muster his full attention, observing his surroundings while piloting the lotus platform.

The Human Domain was truly too far from the Northern Plains. Even if an Immortal crossed the West Sea or East Sea to get here, it would take at least three to five days. High-level Immortals wouldn't easily fall into danger for a few young disciples.

If this were a trap, the Human Domain's fighting strength would suffer losses, ultimately affecting far more than just a few people or dozens of people.

At this moment, he could only rely on himself.

Ji Mo clenched his left hand, his gaze extremely firm, but soon felt a pang of regret... he still had many regrets in this life, and hadn't met many girls from other races, truly...

"Brother Ji, slow down and fly low, entering the jungle to your front left."

Wu Wang suddenly spoke. Ji Mo instinctively obeyed, and the lotus platform quickly descended from the sky, diving into the sparse woods.

"Brother Xiong, what's wrong?"

Wu Wang didn't reply. He took out a crystal ball from his waist pouch and lightly tapped it with a finger.

The light inside the crystal ball flickered slightly, and soon thirty-six stars appeared, constantly changing their formation. Finally, a blurry image was revealed.

It was a pool of water. Ling Xiaolan, completely drenched, was lying on the bank. Three bloody claw marks extended from her back to her arm, looking quite terrifying.

Wu Wang pondered for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Where did Granny Yin go?"

Ji Mo said, "Perhaps she went to lure away the Fierce Beast, or perhaps she was no match and let Fairy Ling escape first."

"The Star Invocation Technique shows she is still thirteen hundred li away from here."

Wu Wang said, "If I remember correctly, that place is northwest of the Blood Soil Forest, surrounded by several perpetually active ten-thousand-year Fierce Beasts, and not far from the hibernation site of a discovered thirty-thousand-year Fierce Beast."

Ji Mo nodded immediately, looking at Wu Wang.

Wu Wang asked puzzledly, "Brother Ji, don't you... notice anything unusual?"

"This... it's too quiet around here?"

"Let's continue on our way."

Wu Wang said, "From now on, we'll fly low. I'll tell you the direction. Don't go too fast, and don't go too slow.

If you encounter anyone else, Brother Ji can rescue them yourself, but my assigned task is to rescue this Ling Xiaolan."

"It's already beyond my ability to express my gratitude that Brother Xiong is willing to help," Ji Mo looked at the crystal ball, vaguely understanding why Wu Wang had come along.

"Is this the Star Invocation Technique of the Northern Plains? It's truly marvelous."

Wu Wang chuckled, "The Star Invocation Technique is the signature of the Northern Plains. Outside of it, it's difficult to truly feel the origin of stellar power, especially these exploration and search-type techniques; their effectiveness is greatly reduced."

Ji Mo responded with a sound, gently shaking his sword finger, and the lotus platform continued to fly low and fast.

Wu Wang occasionally spoke up to correct his direction of travel, and the surrounding environment changed from endless grasslands to a mountainous forest with strange, rugged rocks.

Unbeknownst to them, a light mist began to appear in the sky. The roars of fierce beasts could be heard from time to time in the dark night, and occasionally, snores like crashing waves could be heard.

After about an hour, The ground had turned a crimson red. Giant beast skeletons were occasionally seen scattered throughout the mountain forest, petrified by the immense passage of time.

"Stop."

Wu Wang suddenly spoke. Ji Mo, who had been tense, trembled his sword finger, and the lotus platform instantly stopped, nearly throwing the three of them off.

General Xiong San gripped the two short axes on his shoulders, his usual playful demeanor gone, replaced by a solemn expression.

Ji Mo quickly asked, "Did that spherical magical artifact detect something unusual again?"

"We're still about three hundred miles from the pool where Ling Xiaolan is," Wu Wang said. "Let's split up. You continue forward, and I'll take a detour with General Xiong San.

Be sure to scout the area, avoid places where ambushes are likely, and don't hesitate to take detours."

"Okay!"

Hearing 'Brother Xiong's' arrangement, Ji Mo actually felt a sense of relief.

A short while later, the lotus platform continued to speed along the ground. Ji Mo turned his head and saw Wu Wang and General Xiong San standing still. Though full of questions, he didn't overthink it and continued to rush towards Ling Xiaolan's location.

A moment later, General Xiong San, who hadn't moved, asked quietly, "Young Master, how do we get there?"

Wu Wang didn't answer. He clasped his hands behind his back and pondered for a moment, saying, "No rush. Let's first see if he's been ambushed."

"Huh?"

General Xiong San's eyes widened. "Could this pretty boy be trying to set us up?"

"That possibility is very small," Wu Wang said. "I'll explain to General San later. You might have to endure a bit."

General Xiong San chuckled, "Bring it on! I'll carry the Young Master!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Wang grabbed his arm. Streams of starlight gathered on both of them, making their figures disappear into the night as if they had completely vanished.

Wu Wang's back unfurled a pair of resplendent star wings, and he slowly ascended with General Xiong San, as if merging with the stars.

Although the Star Invocation Technique borrowed power from the Star Gods, it didn't increase lifespan, and its power was diminished outside the Northern Plains, but...

It felt so good.

Was it... a little too smooth?

In the jungle by the pool, Ji Mo hid in the canopy of a tree. A long sword, a horsetail whisk, and a lotus flower floated around him. He gazed at the unconscious figure in the distance, feeling a slight unease.

Ling Xiaolan was severely injured but not in mortal danger.

Moreover, she was lying right by the pool. It looked like... like bait.

Ji Mo repeatedly scanned the surroundings but found no trace of the fierce beast from before, nor any signs of a major battle.

If Ji Mo's guess was correct, Granny Yin must have lured the fierce beast away and temporarily placed Ling Xiaolan here.

What about the others?

Ji Mo extended his spiritual sense as far as he could, and soon sighed in disappointment.

More than a dozen rising stars... perhaps there were even prodigies who could ascend to immortality among them.

Ji Mo hesitated for a moment, then decided to rescue Ling Xiaolan first. He would then use the fastest speed to flee back the way they came.

Where's Brother Xiong?

He glanced around, feeling that Brother Xiong was acting mysteriously, and his Star Invocation Technique for scouting was quite impressive.

Time to act!

A faint golden light flashed in Ji Mo's eyes, his internal energy surged, and a small three-inch figure sat cross-legged in his chest. He was about to rush out.

Suddenly, he stopped his movement and his breathing, his spiritual sense detecting two figures rapidly approaching in the distance. He looked closely and was overjoyed, actively jumping down from the canopy and stepping forward a few paces to meet them.

Several afterimages appeared in the forest, and a clear aura spread. The two figures who had been flying over also appeared before Ji Mo.

Ji Mo quickly asked, "Senior Yin! How is Wang Lin's injury?"

The old woman supporting a young cultivator with a horrific chest wound – wasn't that Wang Lin, who had taken a claw for Ji Mo earlier?

"His life is not in danger, but his Golden Core is destroyed. It will be extremely difficult to condense another," the old woman sighed. "After I lured away the fierce beast, I searched everywhere and only found Wang Lin.

Nephew Ji Mo, how is your injury?"

"I'm fine now," Ji Mo said, frowning deeply as he helped the unconscious Wang Lin. "Senior Yin, let's quickly pick up Fairy Ling and leave.

This ordeal was due to my own negligence. I will accept punishment when we return."

The old woman gently comforted Ji Mo a few words, then enveloped Ji Mo and Wang Lin with her magic power, leading them towards the pool.

But before they had taken two steps, they simultaneously stopped and looked towards the pool.

There, a long sword materialized out of thin air, accompanied by wisps of dissipating starlight, and was placed next to Ling Xiaolan's fair white neck.

The familiar, loose-fitting robes, the casually draped long hair, and the somewhat stiff smile on his lips made Ji Mo's eyes widen in disbelief.

"Brother Xiong? What is this!?"

It was Wu Wang in disguise.

Wu Wang chuckled, "Brother Ji, it seems that besides having a high EQ and knowing how to handle people, your only other strong point is cherishing beauties.

If I'm not mistaken, Ling Xiaolan is very important to you all.

Brother Ji, release that Wang Lin and come forward. Granny Yin, stay put right there."

As he spoke, Wu Wang pushed his sword forward, and a shallow mark immediately appeared on Ling Xiaolan's neck.

But Granny Yin, with a grim expression, took half a step forward, leaning on her cane, and said coldly, "You junior, how dare you be so presumptuous! If you harm our Human Domain's contemporary immortal seedling, your clan will surely pay dearly. Now, back away!"

"As expected, I can't bluff you all," Wu Wang retracted his sword and muttered, "I'm here to save people, how could I possibly hurt them? The logic doesn't quite hold."

Ji Mo truly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a bitter smile, "Brother Xiong, your joke is truly..."

Buzzz!

A sound of something cutting through the air came from the side, and a battle axe materialized out of nowhere, swinging directly towards Wang Lin's neck!

In a flash of lightning, Granny Yin swiftly struck out with a palm, immediately grabbing Wang Lin by the shoulder and flinging him behind her.

But the battle axe was merely a feint. A large hand snatched Ji Mo with lightning speed; using the force of Granny Yin's palm strike, by the time Old Man Xiong San's figure was fully revealed, he was already carrying Ji Mo and retreating to Wu Wang's side.

Wu Wang laughed, "Brother Ji, see? In Granny Yin's eyes, you, the second immortal seedling and loyal descendant of the Ji family, are far less important than Wang Lin, a talented cultivator from an ordinary sect."

Ji Mo quickly said, "Brother Wang Lin is injured..."

Wu Wang raised a hand to signal him to stop talking, walked forward two steps with his hands behind his back, looked at Granny Yin, and said with a smile:

"Senior, you seem to be a bit too careless. You placed Fairy Ling here, yet you didn't even set up a single formation."

Granny Yin was silent for a moment, then sighed, "If a formation were set up, the spiritual energy fluctuations might more easily attract that fierce beast. I could only resort to this plan."

"Oh? Don't fierce beasts mostly rely on scent to track? Even without the one that attacked you, this is the area in the Northern Plains where fierce beasts are most densely distributed."

Wu Wang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Could it be that Senior didn't go far just now?"

"That's right," Granny Yin immediately replied, "I was searching nearby before."

"Where was that fierce beast led?"

"North."

"North?"

Wu Wang chuckled, "If I remember correctly from when I was seven and memorizing maps, within a thousand miles to the north of here, there are about thirteen ten-thousand-year-old fierce beasts, and one Chujian that is thirty-seven thousand years old. Fierce beasts have their own rules in their territories. If a new ten-thousand-year-old fierce beast appears and wanders around, this place should be quite lively right now."

Granny Yin's expression turned grim, and she said coldly, "Perhaps that fierce beast has a method of concealment."

"Indeed, that's what I thought," Wu Wang said calmly. "Perhaps that fierce beast is hiding nearby, concealing its aura, ready to pounce at any moment. Then, let me ask Senior a small question, it won't take up too much of your time."

"Young Master Xiong, please speak freely."

"Why is it that only Brother Ji, Fairy Ling, and this Brother Wang survived?"

Wu Wang clasped his hands behind his back, the disguised face also carrying a hint of authority, and said with a smile:

"Could it be that there's a certain force within the Human Domain that wants to cultivate this Wang Lin into some important figure in the future, and deliberately arranged this trip to the Northern Plains? This journey was meant to share hardships, and with a little luck, Brother Wang could later use some means to win the beauty's heart and gain Brother Ji's trust. When I came, I asked Su Qing. The Heavenly Origin Mystic Maiden Sect has the Mysterious Maiden's Heart Sutra, which can provide immense assistance for cultivation and combat for Dao companions. Therefore, a sect like this, composed entirely of female cultivators, can rank among the top ten Immortal Sects and has considerable influence in the Human Domain. Although Brother Ji is not from an Immortal Sect background, he is from a prestigious family. The youngest sons of such loyal families are often the most doted upon. Behind Brother Ji should be the border soldiers who guard the Human Domain. With the help of these two, as long as Brother Wang's cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds... tsk, what a brilliant plan."

Ji Mo stared at Wu Wang, momentarily speechless.

"What is Young Master Xiong saying? This old woman doesn't quite understand your meaning," Granny Yin said coldly. "But I must say, Young Master Xiong's speculation is quite brilliant. Let's not waste any more time here; it's better to return to Young Master Xiong's clan territory first."

A crystal ball appeared before Wu Wang, and he said calmly:

"I don't want anything of unknown origin entering my home. Senior, don't rush. I'll first use the True Word method from the Star Invocation Technique to investigate the source of that trace of fierce beast aura within Wang Lin's divine soul. This aura is hidden quite deeply; normally, you could only see it by peeling open his soul, but we have the special gift of the Star Gods..."

"Enough!"

Granny Yin's face contorted in anger. She strode forward, a vast aura surging around her. The sounds of surging waves echoed through the forest, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly boiled!

"Are you seeking death?!"

At the same time, a figure darted rapidly through the forest, a faint scent of blood wafting through the air.

General Xiong San whispered, "Young Master?"

"Go, finish it quickly. Brother Ji and I will handle this old woman together."

"Alright!"

General Xiong San agreed, hefting his short axe and leaping directly into the forest, where he let out a furious roar.

Gulp.

Ji Mo's Adam's apple bobbed. At this moment, all he could think was: A Nascent Soul stage cultivator like me... how, how could I possibly be worthy?

"Brother Xiong, Granny Yin's strength is comparable to an Immortal!"

"So what?"

Wu Wang sneered. Facing the mountain-like, sea-like surge of magic power before him, he stood firm like a sturdy pine.

A handsome Young Master, standing in the clouds, the Northern Plains have him, and thus they have a sky!

Sweeping away all enemies in the world, still a carefree Immortal in the mortal realm!

All spirits will eventually have a master, a thousand paths will end, burying ten thousand swords!

Press onward, do not look back, a youth's spirit is at its peak, who cares if the earth collapses and the heavens are in chaos!

"Mother, save me!"

Granny Yin and Ji Mo both froze. Suddenly, stars flickered in the high heavens, and an incredibly brilliant silver-white lightning bolt struck down directly at Granny Yin. She was completely unable to dodge.