Su Mo and his two companions left the city and gazed from afar at Dao Xuan Mountain, which towered into the clouds.
"Young master, why did you give them a drop of blood?" Little Girl asked, full of confusion. "Is it because wild beasts are afraid of cultivators?"
"Wild beasts aren't afraid of cultivators' blood, but they are afraid of the Divine Race's aura," Su Mo explained with a smile.
"What Divine Race aura?" Little Girl asked in bewilderment.
Su Mo smiled and stroked the top of Little Girl's head without answering.
Su Mo had now received the Giant God Clan's bloodline inheritance. That drop of blood contained the Divine Race's aura, so wild beasts would naturally retreat when they encountered it.
"Amitabha, young friend, you are truly benevolent!" Master Hui Kong said sincerely beside him.
Su Mo turned toward Master Hui Kong and said pointedly, "Didn't you also show them a clear path, Master?"
"With no hindrances in the heart..." Master Hui Kong shook his head slightly, pressed his palms together, and quietly recited, "because there are no hindrances, there is no fear, and one leaves inverted delusions far behind."
"So you still cannot achieve it, Master... all conditioned things in this world are illusions?" Su Mo said with a smile.
"Amitabha..." Master Hui Kong murmured and said nothing more.
Little Girl looked at Master Hui Kong, then at Su Mo, bit her lip, and asked, "Young master, where are we going next?"
"Let's head up to the Dao Sect." Su Mo looked toward the distant Dao Xuan Mountain, where he could faintly sense several immortal cultivators' auras at its foot.
Having inherited the Giant God Clan's bloodline, Su Mo had a keen intuition for the auras of the world's cultivators. Among those immortal cultivators at the foot of