"Now that she has suddenly vanished under such strange circumstances, it will certainly draw the Saint King's attention and stir up quite a storm in Bluestone Ghost City."
Lin Mo pondered for a moment, then said gravely, "Here's what we'll do, Sect Master Qin. I'll forge another fake Soul-Locking Cuff for each of you. Return to your usual workplaces so we don't arouse the Saint King's suspicions."
"There's still almost a month until the Homage Ceremony. We can discuss the details of our operation when the day arrives!"
As it turned out, Lin Mo's prediction was somewhat off the mark.
Xi Ying's disappearance caused little commotion.
The soul slaves continued their assigned duties, guarding the Divine Temple inside and out as usual.
It was as though the Saint King did not care at all that his trusted confidante had mysteriously vanished.
Seeing that all remained calm, Lin Mo took no further unnecessary action.
While waiting for the Homage Ceremony, he cultivated within the Gourd Space and attempted to break through.
Yet this round of cultivation once again left him running into a wall.
A month in the outside world was nearly a year within the Gourd Space.
But despite cultivating tirelessly day and night for nearly a year, Lin Mo remained stuck at the golden core pinnacle.
An immense amount of dharma power had accumulated in his dantian, far beyond the scope of an ordinary nascent soul realm cultivator. Its sheer volume was even enough to rival that of a spirit transformation powerhouse.
Yet whenever he attempted to break through, those three nebulous masses of chaos blocked him. No matter what methods he tried, he could do nothing about them.
Lin Mo had consumed countless spirit plants of every kind.
Feng Xu, Mo Qing, and Xue Qingcheng had all