Chapter 1132: Chapter 755: The Human Race’s Divine Artifact (Part 2)
"What woman?" Luo Shanyou asked.
"It’s this person."
Xiang Beifei’s eyes lit up with a gleam!
Buzz!
Those beams of light converged in midair, coalescing into a black-clad woman through Spiritual Power.
He simulated his memory using Yin and Yang energy.
The mysterious woman was dressed in black. Xiang Beifei couldn’t discern her features, only recalling that her hands were as beautiful as jade, slender and elegant.
Luo Shanyou scrutinized this mysterious woman for a while before shaking his head: "I don’t recognize her."
"But she mentioned that the aura I have is like the warm sun from the Extremity Abyss, and she’s an envoy from the Extremity Abyss."
"Did this woman say she came from the Extremity Abyss?" Luo Shanyou asked.
Xiang Beifei hesitated: "Not exactly."
"We haven’t sent anyone to Jiuzhou because the Daosheath cost is too high," Luo Shanyou said.
Xiang Beifei frowned.
Indeed, the mysterious woman had only saved Zhao Ruizhong back then and never said where she came from.
He had presumed that the mysterious woman was an envoy from the Extremity Abyss because he saw some strange words on his grandfather’s system interface, which mentioned the "envoy from the Extremity Abyss."
It seems he made a mistake as he subconsciously associated the information from his grandfather with the mysterious woman.
Perhaps this mysterious woman isn’t from the Extremity Abyss!
Strange, then who is this mysterious woman?
Xiang Beifei grew more perplexed.
Luo Shanyou glanced at the Mustard Seed in Palm in Xiang Beifei’s hand, then asked: "Can you control this Mustard Seed in Palm?"
Xiang Beifei shook his head: "I’ve tried, but there’s no way to control it. Can you, Master Uncle?"
Luo Shanyou injected his own Spiritual Power into it, but his power vanished like a stone sinking into the sea, without any effect.
"I can’t either. Where did you get this Mustard Seed in Palm?" Luo Shanyou asked.
"I got it from my grandfather," Xiang Beifei said casually.
"From Daoist Qingde? Could it be..."
Luo Shanyou trailed off, not finishing his sentence and instead fell into contemplation.
Xiang Beifei said: "There’s no need for Master Uncle to hide anything from me. I need to know his past to decide what to do in the future."
He understood what Master Uncle worried about — that he’d run off to the Common Valley and leave the Human Race behind, extinguishing the hope they had just fostered.
Luo Shanyou hesitated and said: "Before leaving, Daoist Qingde said he must find the Mustard Seed in Palm because only by finding it can the Human Race change the current situation."
"So, he went to the Common Valley?" Xiang Beifei asked.
Luo Shanyou was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"But my grandfather was already an Ancestral Dao Realm expert; why didn’t he cultivate the Mustard Seed in Palm?" Xiang Beifei asked.
According to Luo Shanyou, any race that reached the Ancestral Dao Realm should possess mystical objects capable of resisting void power, which means Daoist Qingde should have been able to cultivate the Mustard Seed in Palm.
After all, the Common Valley incident was very famous back then, and Daoist Qingde single-handedly turned the Dao Palace on its head, which would be impossible without Ancestral Dao Realm strength.
"That’s the key point. Daoist Qingde mentioned there was a mysterious presence deliberately targeting the Human Race, akin to the system’s existence. It seems Daoist Qingde found the Mustard Seed in Palm and gave it to you?" Luo Shanyou asked.
"Hard to say."
Xiang Beifei shook his head.
Because the origin of his Spirit Gathering Book is still a mystery.
Erha, breath soil, Mustard Seed in Palm, these mystical objects are very special but all contained within it, suggesting that the Spirit Gathering Book doesn’t just randomly seal abilities; it seals them with a purpose.
Many aspects of the Spirit Gathering Book have greatly assisted Xiang Beifei, as if knowing he’d need these in the future.
But did it really come from his grandfather?
Xiang Beifei glanced at Xiaohei, who was sitting beside him yawning. Xiaohei came out of the Spirit Gathering Book, but there’s no evidence linking him to his grandfather.
Luo Shanyou said: "You won’t go to the Common Valley, will you?"
"I gave my word and won’t break it," Xiang Beifei replied.
"That’s good."
Luo Shanyou didn’t probe further.
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Xiang Beifei didn’t disturb Luo Shanyou’s Dao contemplation anymore; his Dao embryos could assist Luo Shanyou in cultivation, so he needed to give him more time for practice. Meanwhile, Fu Yuzi and the others had entered cultivation mode, leaving him with the task of guarding the Extremity Abyss.
He was patrolling the Extremity Abyss, where life had become calm, everyone having their own roles, some cultivating and others working.
And, of course, Li Qianluo and the Wooden Kirin, two idlers, were on the slide.
"Xiao Bei, come play on the slide! This is so much fun! I never knew children’s toys could be this enjoyable."
Li Qianluo was joyfully spinning on the slide, which she had modified using Shen Li powers. The slide had been transformed into a dizzying spin ride, flipping like a roller coaster and far beyond what kids could handle.
"Is that meant for kids?" Xiang Beifei said, touching his forehead.
He, having nothing better to do, sat on a nearby chair watching the two fools frolic.
"It’s about building courage! Kids need to be brave from a young age; otherwise, what will they do when they face the Dao Palace?" Li Qianluo said with a grin.
"Exactly, exactly! This is really interesting."
Erha had nearly completed the Human Race’s base construction, and with nothing better to do, he wandered around with Li Qianluo, sliding on the slide lying down with his hoofs raised high.
"Sister Li, why aren’t you comprehending the Dao?" Xiaohei asked in confusion.
She always acted like she had nothing to do and didn’t seem to cultivate much, yet her strength was undeniably high.
"Oh, you’re talking about that! I’ve already grasped Xiao Bei’s Dao!"
After a seven-hundred-and-twenty-degree spin in the air, Li Qianluo landed back on the slide and continued spinning.
"That fast?" Xiaohei asked in surprise.
"I always cultivate quickly, haha!" Li Qianluo said nonchalantly.
Xiang Beifei looked at Li Qianluo, who was having a great time on the slide, puzzled why this girl, capable of flying and teleporting, had fixated on slides.
But then again, this girl was indeed very special. To this day, Xiang Beifei didn’t know the specifics of Li Qianluo’s race, but she knew a lot and had provided Xiang Beifei with much help.
Li Qianluo spun around on the slide for a long while before slipping down. Erha followed in a clumsy manner, and lacking Li Qianluo’s agility, crashed face-first on the slide with a loud thud.
"Awoo! My handsome face! It’s ruined, it’s ruined!" Erha wailed.
"With a face like yours, being disfigured is as good as a makeover," Xiaohei remarked.
Li Qianluo flipped over and sat beside Xiang Beifei, noticing his pensive demeanor, and asked: "What’s up? Xiao Bei, you look troubled?"
"I’m just pondering the next step," Xiang Beifei said.
"Haven’t you already planned it out? The City of No Pretense is all set; just waiting to deal with the Dao Palace!" Li Qianluo said.
"No, it’s about the Mustard Seed in Palm," Xiang Beifei said.
"Oh! Have you figured out why the Human Race’s Mustard Seed in Palm disappeared?" Li Qianluo, evidently aware of some Human Race conditions, asked.
"No." Xiang Beifei shook his head, leafing through a thick book in his hand and said, "The Human Race’s records on the war from a hundred thousand years ago are sparse. Master Uncle only gave me some material."
He turned and examined Li Qianluo, staring for a long time.
Suddenly feeling self-conscious under Xiang Beifei’s gaze, Li Qianluo muttered: "Why are you looking at me like that? Haven’t you seen a good-looking person before?"
"Looking good is meant for people to see," Xiang Beifei said.
Li Qianluo pursed her lips and huffed.
"Let me ask you a question. During the battle a hundred thousand years ago, eight of the nine forces participated. The Tree Li Race seems to be a very powerful tribe; did your Tree Li Race join the war?" Xiang Beifei asked.