The Human Domain's Schemes Run Deep, Who Can Be Trusted

Half a day later, at the Royal Court of the Bear Hug Tribe.

Inside Wu Wang's large tent, colorful lights flickered. Ji Mo sat cross-legged on a seven-colored lotus platform, meditating and healing his injuries. He had timely eradicated the hidden wounds he had suppressed earlier, to avoid affecting his future immortal path.

As the master of this place, Wu Wang continued to enjoy the rare peace after the not-so-intense battle from before, leisurely reading an interesting book he had borrowed from Ji Mo.

This book was similar to a geographical record of the Human Domain.

It wasn't the kind of geographical record exclusive to Ji Mo, but a normal, proper one detailing mountains, rivers, cities, and sects.

This left Wu Wang quite disappointed, and he lowered his rating of Ji Mo's professional evaluation by one star.

He had thought that all the books this guy had would be interesting things…

His previous conversation with his mother still echoed in Wu Wang's mind.

He had asked his mother why she wanted him to save Fairy Ling. His mother's reason seemed rather far-fetched – to maintain good relations between the Clan and the Human Domain, and to do the Human Domain a favor.

Based on Wu Wang's understanding of his mother, things were definitely not that simple.

But since his mother wouldn't say more, he couldn't ask further.

What bad intentions could his esteemed mother have? It was all for the better protection of the Northern Plains, his family, and the Clan.

Lin Suqing approached gracefully, holding an incense burner. She placed it on the table before Wu Wang, her expression somewhat hesitant.

Wu Wang asked in a low voice, "Still washing?"

"Mm," Lin Suqing nodded lightly, her eyes filled with worry. "If this continues, will Fairy Ling be alright?"

Wu Wang said, "A cultivator at the Leaping God Realm, what kind of trouble could she be in?"

At most, she'd lose some skin.

Following that, Wu Wang's eyes were filled with emotion, and he suddenly felt a sense of shared suffering with Fairy Ling.

"Send someone to prepare some calming fruits and melons for Fairy Ling," Wu Wang said gently. "Have a few musicians play some soothing music outside the tent. Make sure Fairy Ling feels as safe and secure as she would at home."

"Alright!"

Lin Suqing agreed, winked at Wu Wang, as if asking, 'You still say you're not interested in her?'

Wu Wang pouted and shrugged, only able to shake his head.

If he were to develop a relationship with other women, like that older aunt, the only obstacle would be his peculiar illness.

If he were to develop an unconventional relationship with Little Ling, it reminded Wu Wang of the famous works he had read in school during his past life.

The Man in the Straw Hat, or Duet!

The bloodline of the Bear Hug Tribe leader was definitely doomed.

Wu Wang's arrangements seemed to have had some effect. Not long after Lin Suqing left, Ling Xiaolan appeared outside the tent.

She seemed to have forgotten to wear her veil. Her hair was simply tied up, and she wore a loose white dress. As the hem of the skirt swayed from side to side, it revealed a waistline that stirred the heart.

In his past life, people often said that beauty lies in the bones, not the skin. Ling Xiaolan's appearance seemed to perfectly embody this.

Her almond eyes, jade nose, and thin lips might not have been perfect individually, but when her features came together, they were so harmonious.

A tiny red mole on the corner of her mouth added to her charm, making her even more captivating.

"Young Master Bear!"

Ling Xiaolan clenched her delicate fists, standing about two Zhang away.

This display caused the guards on either side to step forward, and Lin Suqing, who had followed behind, also looked a little scared.

Wu Wang put down the book in his hand and said seriously, "Fairy Ling, do you have something to tell me?"

"Tha..."

Her lips trembled slightly. She took a gentle breath, shifted her gaze to the side, placed her right hand on her left arm, and after a few attempts, finally uttered softly: "Thank you."

With that, she left two afterimages and was already out of the tent, leaving Wu Wang utterly bewildered.

Could she be shy?

Ji Mo, who was meditating beside him, opened one eye and asked in a low voice, "Did Fairy Ling just say thank you?"

"Is there something unusual about that?"

Wu Wang asked, puzzled. "I saved you, shouldn't you thank me?"

Ji Mo immediately forced an awkward smile. "Thank you for your help, Brother Bear. Fairy Ling rarely thanks people, and even more rarely asks for favors."

"You're too kind, Brother Ji. I see."

Wu Wang winked at Lin Suqing and asked with concern, "Suqing, how is Fairy Ling's back injury?"

"Young Master, Fairy Ling's injuries are no longer serious," Lin Suqing replied. "The Alchemy Dao of the Human Domain is incredibly profound, and the healing elixirs Fairy Ling has are top-grade. There won't even be any scars. If our clan's injured warriors had such elixirs, how wonderful that would be."

Ji Mo immediately said, "It's inevitable for the Northern Plains Clans to get injured when fighting Fierce Beasts. Once I return home, I will immediately send a batch of healing elixirs as a thank-you gift to Brother Bear!"

Wu Wang chuckled, "We can exchange them for minerals. We'll help each other out. But let's not publicize this matter."

Ji Mo nodded solemnly, then looked emotional and praised, "My journey to the Northern Plains has been incredibly fulfilling, being able to meet a hero like you, Brother Bear."

"Not looking for a slender waist anymore?"

"That's a different matter, a different matter entirely."

The two exchanged a glance, then threw their heads back and laughed heartily, though their laughter held a deeper meaning that Lin Suqing couldn't grasp.

Ji Mo and Ling Xiaolan stayed at the Bear Hug Tribe's Royal Court for three days and two nights. As soon as the corpse-searching team sent by Wu Wang returned empty-handed, they immediately took their leave.

To help them conceal their tracks, Wu Wang specifically arranged for the two to hide among the Bear Hug Tribe's carts heading to the market, and he had already contacted merchant ships sailing south in advance.

They would drift at sea for a few days before switching to the Skyward Flight magic tools they carried to return to the Human Domain.

As they departed, Wu Wang and Ji Mo shared a bear hug, pounding each other's backs vigorously.

Ling Xiaolan bowed to Wu Wang and coolly stated that she owed him three favors and would definitely repay them in the future... Wu Wang didn't take it to heart anyway.

However, half a day after they boarded the ship, as night fell.

On the aft deck of the large ship, Ji Mo stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the starry sky to the north, and suddenly spoke:

"Teacher, do you think Brother Xiong can shoulder great responsibility?"

The air rippled slightly, and a gray shadow strolled over, appearing beside Ji Mo out of thin air.

This was a middle-aged scholar, dressed in a gray robe and wearing a square cap. His complexion was quite pale, always giving off a sickly impression. As he appeared, he was holding a jade talisman, and his voice lacked strength.

He spoke slowly:

"The Young Master of the Bear Hug Tribe will likely be a significant figure in the future. No one in the Northern Plains is his match, which is an unexpected joy from this trip to the Northern Plains.

It's just a pity that when he received the power bestowed by the Star God, his lifespan was completely locked. A few hundred years will pass in a flash, and he can't be said to shoulder great responsibility.

His schemes are still above yours and mine.

The Fierce Beast from the Hall of Ten Evils and Junior Disciple Yin's corpse were all seized by the Bear Hug Tribe. Wang Lin was annihilated by the Star Invocation Technique, leaving not even a speck of dust. It's clear that this was also done intentionally by the Young Master of the Bear Hug Tribe.

This time, it will be difficult for your teacher to report back."

"Teacher," Ji Mo frowned slightly, "my fellow disciples..."

"This is a trial. The content of this trial is to find the spy from the Hall of Ten Evils and survive under Junior Disciple Yin, who has already defected to the Hall of Ten Evils.

Even if Junior Disciple Ling were to unfortunately die in the Northern Plains, that would be a loss that must be borne."

The middle-aged scholar sighed:

"I haven't helped you either; it's all up to you to handle it yourself. The rules have always been this way since ancient times. I have already collected their corpses and will return them to their respective sects."

Ji Mo seemed to want to say something but stopped, finally just sighing softly.

"Interacting with Brother Xiong is truly refreshing. If I could meet him again, we would drink and talk happily.

By the way, will Teacher report Brother Xiong's matter to the Pavilion?"

"The communication jade talisman has already been sent back," the middle-aged scholar said indifferently. "Seventeen years old, with such powerful Spiritual Sense, even if his mother gave him an Anointing, ordinary talent would be hard-pressed to reach this level.

The specific decision will be up to the Pavilion Elders.

Perhaps some seniors will step in to help him break free from the shackles of his lifespan. Who can say for sure?

Alright, it's inconvenient for me to appear too much. I haven't left the Northern Plains yet, and that Lord Cangxue's divine abilities are unfathomable. My mind feels somewhat uneasy."

Ji Mo turned, bowed his head in a salute, and the gray-robed scholar took half a step back, faint ripples appearing around him as he vanished into thin air.

When Ji Mo looked up, he happened to see Ling Xiaolan standing not far away, holding her sword. Ji Mo immediately gave an awkward smile.

"Fairy Ling..."

Ling Xiaolan snorted, took out her bamboo hat, and slowly put it on, saying indifferently, "Fellow Daoist Ji, if you face the Young Master Xiong of the Northern Plains again in the future, will you truly not feel guilty?

He treated you sincerely and saved both our lives."

Ji Mo raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, smiling, "My interactions with Brother Xiong have always been open and honest. Although I had intentions of testing him, wasn't Brother Xiong also doing the same?

Perhaps, Brother Xiong is currently using the power of Lord Cangxue to watch us through his magic tool sphere."

At the same time, in Wu Wang's tent.

Wu Wang, who was sitting alone on a beast-skin chair, staring at the crystal ball in front of him, couldn't help but glance around suspiciously.

Good heavens, I almost thought the Great Wilderness had cameras.

Looking at the scene displayed within the crystal ball, Ling Xiaolan put on her hat and walked away, the two seemingly parting on bad terms.

Wu Wang thought to himself, "Mother, it's ready."

The necklace on his chest flickered slightly, and the image in the crystal ball quickly dissipated.

"The Human Domain is this complicated," Cang Xue's gentle voice slowly sounded. "Do you still want to go?"

Wu Wang fell silent for a moment, then softly replied, "Yes."

Cang Xue said softly, "If you leave the Northern Plains, Mother won't be able to watch over you constantly... Mother knows you are intelligent, but there aren't many people in the world as pure as Suqing.

The world is a chaotic place, and living beings compete for survival.

Gods are high above, indifferent to the joys and sorrows of mortals. Those who attach themselves to gods are mostly brutal and numb."

"Mother, the Northern Plains is like a warm cradle, and Star Invocation is like an old dream."

Wu Wang put on a casual air and said:

"I still want to go out and see the world, travel through the Great Wilderness, and experience it.

Don't worry, Mother. For you and Father, and for the clan, I will cherish my life. If you and Father don't have another child, I will definitely return before I'm 180 years old to inherit the clan's responsibilities.

If necessary, I wouldn't mind even abandoning the cultivation realm I've achieved.

But Mother, your son truly wants to go out and see the world. I don't want to see the end of my life's scenery at the age of seventeen."

"You," Cang Xue chided him lightly, "it's just your silver tongue. I don't know how many women you'll bewitch in the future."

Wu Wang's old face flushed a little. He quickly changed the subject, and with a thought, he recounted the dream he had previously had to his mother, word for word.

This time, Wu Wang clearly noticed a change in his mother's emotions. Her mood seemed to have become much more somber.

Cang Xue didn't answer any of Wu Wang's questions about the dream, only saying:

"Leaving the Northern Plains to venture out might not be a bad thing for you."

Wu Wang's eyes widened.

Mother, please explain clearly. Your son is prone to overthinking, and this statement carries too much information.

Huh?

Does Mother mean that if I leave the Northern Plains, my strange illness might have a chance to be cured?

Wu Wang immediately jumped up excitedly. Before he could ask more, he found that his mother had already cut off contact…

"Ah, Mother really knows something."

After Ji Mo and Ling Xiaolan left, Wu Wang's longing for the Human Domain suddenly became much stronger.

The five-year deadline was approaching, and most of his preparations were complete. Although the power of the Star Invocation Technique would decrease outside the Northern Plains, it was still a means of self-preservation.

Lin Suqing's master, True Man Zuo Dong, had temporarily settled down with the Bear Hug Tribe.

After all, without a Cloud Boat to take him back, True Man Zuo Dong's cultivation was insufficient to cross the Eastern or Western Seas. It would take three and a half years of sailing. It would be most appropriate to return to the Human Domain together when Lin Suqing's 'sentence' was up.

With a Golden Core elder now in the clan, Wu Wang naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity.

With a few Fairy Happy Fish and several jars of fine wine, Wu Wang gained considerable insights into cultivation. He then refined them, discarding the dross and keeping the essence, obtaining... roughly three or four sentences that were useful to him.

A great harvest, I'm being serious.

As the five-year deadline he had set drew closer, Wu Wang's Dao heart became even more tranquil. He checked the various treasures he had prepared.

The six high-grade Storage Treasures that Lin Suqing had exchanged over the years were all packed to the brim.

He selected some precious ores from the Northern Plains, those that were in high demand and highly valued in the Human Domain. He brought two storage bags, about four or five cartloads.

He brought two bags of Crystal Balls storing the Star Thunder Technique. These were all made by Wu Wang... entrusting the clan's Grand Priestess to painstakingly craft them, their value even exceeding that of the ores.

While inventorying these, Lin Suqing quietly asked her question:

"Young Master, are you planning to blow up some Immortal Sect?"

"Hmm?" Wu Wang was stunned by the question and retorted, "Are these enough to level the mountain gate of an Immortal Sect?"

"It's definitely enough for a medium-sized Immortal Sect."

So Wu Wang ordered the clan's priests to rush out several hundred more.

For the Young Master of a Great Clan to cross the sea to the Human Domain, there needed to be a plausible reason to avoid causing unease and panic within the clan.

Wu Wang had been preparing for this for several years, and the Star God Cult became the most powerful tool in his hands.

Soon, a rumor spread among the various tribes of the Northern Plains:

[The Northern Plains, long residing north of the Great Wilderness, was once the most peaceful place. However, due to the continuous warfare in the nine wilds of the Great Wilderness, the resentment of living beings has been accumulating and will transform into a disaster that will descend upon the Northern Plains in the near future.

The Star Gods have foretold that a messenger chosen by the Star Gods will go into the Great Wilderness to seek the true scriptures of the Star Gods that will save all beings.

His title: The Northern Plains Scripture Seeker.]