Longevity Strange Immortal
Chapter 182 - 42: You Compete, I Cultivate

Chapter 182: Chapter 42: You Compete, I Cultivate

Li Mo, within the span of a brief breath, harnessed the terrorizing corrosiveness of the "Primordial Dao Body" to temporarily reinforce the mountain structure of the Chaotic Burial Furnace.

Although the Deceit Furnace might not necessarily lose control—and there were certainly Nascent Soul Great Powers hidden in the shadows—it was still prudent to prepare for potential risks.

Li Mo’s displayed strength was merely the tip of the iceberg, yet this fragment alone left the various Daoists astounded.

After all, though their origins differed, the systems of magic they practiced were traceable, entirely unlike Li Mo’s incomprehensible methods.

Take, for instance, the "Pupil Mirror" inheritance of Zone One. Its core technique, the "Ten Thousand Flower Pupil," was created by the Nascent Soul Great Power, Daoist Bai Tong.

The "Ten Thousand Flower Pupil" manifests like a flower bud at the Daoist’s forehead. However, due to physiological differences, the coloration and patterns vary slightly among cultivators.

As for Li Mo.

They could only discern that his primary cultivation technique was the "Supreme Cave God Jade Talisman Map."

Yet the Cave God’s Eye transplanted from the Supreme Cave God Jade Talisman Map was nothing like the Yin Yang Fish configuration, nor were his left and right eyes black and white.

Anyone perceptive could discern that while Li Mo seemingly plunged the Mountain Gate into temporary darkness, what he actually did was extract the radiance from hundreds of meters around him in an instant.

None among the Daoists had ever heard of the Chaotic Burial Furnace possessing such a mystical inheritance.

Daoist Mu muttered softly, "It seems Master was right—Qing Tian truly has a talent that draws contention among the Nascent Soul Great Powers."

The Daoist Xiao from Baili Fushan wore a grave expression. Inner Sect slots were already scarce; the emergence of another competitor was undoubtedly troubling.

"It’s said Qing Tian’s comprehension is beyond our imaginings. I’ve heard that he even refines his techniques to align with his own understanding."

Compared to the astonishment of the Daoists, the other artifact refiners seemed to have anticipated this. After all, they had witnessed the spectacle of Li Mo’s Core Formation.

His transformation into a Kunpeng Giant Beast sent chills rippling through even those standing kilometers away.

Now, nearly twenty years had passed; it was inconceivable for Daoist Qing Tian to remain stagnant. Still, the specifics of his strength remained unknown.

When Mu Daoist approached the Golden Cauldron Sect, Fan Mu had once warned her to stay cautious around Li Mo, whose power far exceeded the Fake Pill Stage.

Daoist Mu had since grasped Fan Mu’s concerns and narrowed her gaze accordingly.

Facing the watchful stares from countless others, Li Mo remained utterly indifferent.

Meanwhile, the Three Mountains artifact refiners were extraordinarily busy, as activating the Mountain Protection Array required cultivators at the Core Formation Stage—and this naturally invited a myriad of errors.

They bore no complaints, and their gazes toward Li Mo brimmed with fervent admiration.

Li Mo was long accustomed to delegating responsibilities. Upon learning that the journey to the Golden Cauldron Sect would be arduous, he had earlier offered gifts to the Chaotic Burial Furnace’s artifact refiners.

These gifts consisted of mid-grade Beast Head Meat Limbs, all subjected to the Ten Refinements.

Beast Head Meat Limbs sold by the Four Seas Refining have always been scarce. The value of Ten Refinements mid-grade meat limbs was undeniable, and even for Core Formation Artifact Refiners, the temptation was nearly irresistible.

Repeating the circulation cycle, Li Mo guided two streams of spiritual power through his Eight Extraordinary Meridians, allowing them to flow across his entire body.

His consciousness focused on the furnace within, where Corpse Mountain floated, constantly tossing elixirs and magic artifacts into the End-of-the-World Dao Seed for digestion.

After over a decade of repairs, the final hairline crack on the surface of the Mist Fog Golden Core now remained only one-tenth of its original width, on the verge of transforming into Flawlessness.

Regrettably, the rate of the crack’s healing was slowing substantially.

This could be attributed to the collected resources and refining methods overlapping slightly, which reduced the effectiveness of the End-of-the-World Dao Seed.

For now, Li Mo could only rely on sheer quantity. Fortunately, the influx of loose cultivators at the port meant he could purchase assorted magic artifacts and elixirs.

If all goes as anticipated, the Mist Fog Golden Core would soon reach the Flawless state.

Li Mo’s urgency to achieve a Flawless Golden Core stemmed from a faint premonition: under the Great Mother Furnace’s control, the Golden Cauldron Sect was bound to be anything but peaceful.

Moreover, the Great Mother meddling in the Golden Cauldron Sect was certainly no benevolent force.

Raising his strength was indispensable—gods only knew what he might encounter in the Golden Cauldron Sect. Even now, the Nine Nether Immortal Energy beneath its surface still sent shivers down his spine.

Li Mo conveyed his thoughts to Three Mountains, assigning him full authority over the Mountain Gate’s mobilization.

Three Mountains displayed slight reluctance but understood that the Golden Cauldron Sect had to revolve around Li Mo—even he couldn’t afford to expect too much.

Moments later, the last Taoist inheritance of Zone Eight, "Scorched Hemp Field," emerged.

The mountain gate of Scorched Hemp Field was perpetually shrouded in flames, resulting in disciples who largely lacked skin, with their flesh and veins left exposed.

"All Taoist inheritances, onward to Zone Nine."

A deafening voice resonated from the highest platform of the port, unmistakably emanating from a Nascent Soul Great Power.

Subsequently, the mountain gate of Zone One began moving first, scaling the rock wall surface as though walking on flat ground, making its way into the darkness of Zone Nine.

The Daoist of the Pupil Mirror inheritance extracted the solitary eye from his brow, refining it with spiritual power before merging it into the Mountain Protection Array, accelerating the mountain gate’s speed by over thirty percent.

The inheritances of Zones Two and Three dared not hold back.

Their haste made it evident that the order in which they arrived at the Golden Cauldron Sect would surely influence the overarching situation.

Certain inheritances had clearly come prepared, such as the Thousand-Year Vine.

Though Thousand-Year Vine belonged to Zone One, its disciples numbered a staggering ten thousand, with over a hundred Core Formation Artifact Refiners among them, all employing identical magic artifacts—the Kuteng.

Kuteng’s roots burrowed into various sections of the mountain gate, causing countless flesh to sprout instantaneously.

The Thousand-Year Vine’s mountain gate transformed into a pulsing heart, swiftly surpassing the weaker inheritances of the low-grade sects and even catching up with the middle-grade sects.

Daoist Mu furrowed her brows, glancing briefly in the direction of the Chaotic Burial Furnace.

Li Mo seemed unfazed, immersed in cultivation.

"Let’s move."

Upon Daoist Mu’s command, the Taiping Qingmu sprouted numerous metallic fruits across its surface, resembling ferocious faces.

Mountain gates began migrating toward Zone Nine, plunging the port into frenzy.

The Chaotic Burial Furnace was among them, overseen entirely by Three Mountains. However, it was evident that this inheritance’s strength was comparatively lackluster.

Among the six top-grade inheritances, the Chaotic Burial Furnace lacked speed entirely.

Li Mo’s lack of action left the Daoists slightly disappointed—they had hoped to witness whether Daoist Qing Tian truly possessed the prodigious talent as rumored.

Burning Eyes True Monarch narrowed his gaze.

In his view, Li Mo was deliberately holding back, fearing exposure of his limits—the spiritual power available at the Fake Pill Stage was inherently finite, and he couldn’t risk the other Daoists discerning his true strength.

The journey was prolonged, and the port’s radiance gradually faded in the wake of each mountain gate.

The Chaotic Burial Furnace found itself positioned closer to the upper middle, its prior dominance in Zone Nine seeming misplaced given its unimpressive depth.

Three Mountains did his utmost to ensure the gate’s stability.

However, due to the conflict among his Three Path Body, his amalgamated spiritual power could merely maintain the status quo, forcing him to watch helplessly as the Chaotic Burial Furnace fell increasingly behind.

In seclusion, Li Mo’s state seemed oddly peculiar—the surrounding air cracked fiercely as spiritual power surged uncontrollably into his body.

Three Mountains arrived at the open space outside the main hall; Li Mo had previously informed him that he could transmit his thoughts directly in case of emergency.

With a hesitant expression, Three Mountains took halting steps forward, unsure whether disturbing Li Mo was the right choice.

Just then, amidst this critical moment, Li Mo unexpectedly asked aloud, "Three Mountains, does maintaining the lead while heading toward the Golden Cauldron Sect matter?"

"Uh..."

"Normally, the Golden Cauldron Sect lies in perilous lands—arriving earlier allows for better positioning."

"Alright, speeding up sounds necessary."

Under Three Mountains’ startled gaze, Li Mo abruptly appeared as though caught in deviation, yet all the while focused his mind to detach his right leg from his body.

"Whale."