Chu Mo returned to his Cave Abode and gave no further thought to [Zhao Ming Xian Zhen].
Coincidence or conspiracy, it made no difference. Whatever the case, he could not borrow anything from the Upper Mound Commerce Association.
Once he owed them a karmic debt, he could spend a lifetime as their beast of burden and still never repay it. He was free of debt now, with no weight on his shoulders. Why seek out shackles for himself?
"If [Zhao Ming Xian Zhen] won't work, then what about Yuan Bai?"
Setting the matter of Upper Mound aside for now, Chu Mo recalled news of another golden vault, one left behind by True Person Crimson Sun.
Yuan Bai had once invited him to explore it together. After Chu Mo refused, Yuan Bai had gone alone and had yet to return, even after several years.
Chu Mo had checked the Disciple Registry and found no trace of Yuan Bai's soul. That meant he should still be safe, his life in no immediate danger.
"Is he trapped inside that golden vault?"
His brows drew together slightly, his fingers rubbing together unconsciously. He did not know the state of True Person Crimson Sun's golden vault, but as long as he could gain its support, he would have the means to face the Shadow Daoist and the power to lay plans for the "urban legend."
More importantly, this was something "without an owner." If he could obtain it, he would have nothing to worry about.
As for the dangers within the vault... what part of seeking the Dao did not involve risk? It was far better than dealing with Upper Mound.
A gleam flickered in Chu Mo's eyes, and his resolve gradually firmed.
Before that, however, he needed to obtain a method for transferring a