Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!-Chapter 808 - 729: Full Moon Night
In the impenetrable darkness, concepts of time and space seemed utterly useless.
At this moment, the dark void appeared to be cleaved by some unspeakable force, forming a pathway that pierced through the myriad ends of the universe.
Within an immensely vast world.
Mountains rose and fell, and Chaos Qi enveloped the heavens and the earth.
One of the Eight Desolates—the Martial Desolate!
The northern area of the Martial Desolate was high while the south was low, with undulating mountains and rivers to the north and vast oceans bordering the southern lands.
Today, above the Sky Vault of the northern border.
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The void tore apart, and the Sky Domain trembled.
It seemed as if a separate world was descending upon the lands of the northern border.
Soon, above the Sky Vault, a small mountain village appeared.
The village was wrapped in an endless mysterious aura, hidden in an unfathomable secrecy, undetectable by anyone.
The small village slowly descended, settling amidst a primitive, vast forest.
In this forest, there were numerous wild animals and birds, many of which were powerful Chaos Beasts, yet seemed entirely oblivious to the changes in their habitat.
Thus, the small village simply appeared in this forest as if it had always been there, with the surrounding creatures noticing nothing unusual.
Within the small village:
Villagers went on as usual. Uncle Zhang led out Da Hei and Old Yellow Bull from the pen, preparing to go farming.
Auntie Wang tended to her vegetable garden.
Second Elder sat in the courtyard, deep in thought, still troubled by not having found a way to save Fire Spirit and Mu Qianning...
Inside the courtyard.
A group of disciples, disciples of Li Fan, were utterly astounded.
They... had just sensed something!
"Master... 'as words follow law'?!"
Jiang Li murmured.
"Just now, I felt like our village traveled across the entire star ocean and landed in a strange world."
Zi Ling was somewhat dazed. Being a student of painting, she was particularly sensitive to spatial transitions.
"Could we... have already arrived at the Primordial Ancestral World?"
Nan Feng was also puzzled.
But only Li Fan, sitting leisurely under a peach tree with his tea, as the breeze dried the ink of the poem he had just written,
"Wished to travel ten thousand Li, to lost friends I seek."
He was quite emotional in his heart—life, oh life, too hurried; how many people come together, and how many depart.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, looking back over the years, Li Fan felt even more the unpredictability of life.
Finding Fire Spirit and the others seemed hopeless for now, mainly because his own Cultivation Level was too low to be of any help.
Well, may we meet again if fate allows.
"Master, can we... go out and take a look?"
At this time, Long Zixuan spoke.
They all felt that a poem by Li Fan had just caused some unimaginable miracle.
So, they had to go out and see.
Li Fan nodded and said,
"Sure."
Immediately, a group of disciples rose and walked out of the courtyard.
"Gong Ya, come. I'll teach you how to make mooncakes."
At this time, Li Fan spoke.
Though in a strange world, Li Fan still maintained many traditions.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, mooncakes were a must.
Gong Ya, hearing this, was a bit perplexed and asked,
"Master... mooncake? What is that?"
Li Fan smiled and explained,
"It's a type of cake eaten specifically on the fifteenth of the eighth lunar month, symbolizing reunion."
Li Fan explained briefly and though Gong Ya did not quite understand, she knew that whatever her master spoke of must be extraordinary.
"At your command!"
She immediately responded.
And upon hearing this, Yun Xi, Zi Ling, Nan Feng, and others also changed their minds.
"Making mooncakes? Great Demon King, I want to make them too!"
"Master... can we learn too?"
They all eagerly spoke out, curious about this novel activity.
Li Fan smiled and said,
"Of course you can."
These female disciples have been performing better and better lately, now even wanting to learn how to make mooncakes as they work on their needlework.
Li Fan immediately gathered a group of girls and began to busy themselves in the courtyard.
Long Zixuan and the others, meanwhile, left the courtyard.
At this moment,
not far from this forest, at the foot of a mountain,
"Wu Xiaokun, stop running!"
An icy voice rang out.
Two middle-aged men in hemp garments coldly watched a young boy, their presence chilling!
"Hand over the 'Oath Seed' and tell us the other path to the ancient tomb, where it is!"
"We will spare your life!"
The boy was covered in blood, anger evident in his eyes as he said:
"Shameless... Wu Qi, that traitor, violated the Tomb Guardian family's ancestral teachings by colluding with outsiders. While my father went to the ancestral land, he attempted to rob the tomb and even attacked our family..."
"Even if I die, I will never hand over the 'Oath Seed,' nor will I reveal the other path!"
He clenched his teeth, defiance blazing in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, one of the middle-aged men coldly said:
"Stubborn fool, Mr. Wu Qi is doing this for the sake of the Tomb Guardian family!"
"The Tomb Guardian family has since ancient times guarded a nebulous legend. What has it gained?"
"By opening that great tomb and seizing its opportunities, all of it... it's what the family deserves!"
Wu Xiaokun retorted angrily:
"Sophistry!"
The other middle-aged man in hemp stepped forward and said coldly:
"Since that's the case... don't blame us."
They were about to make a move to kill the boy.
However, at that moment, Wu Xiaokun suddenly took out a jade talisman and poured all his chaos spiritual power into it.
A faint phantom suddenly flashed across the jade talisman, resembling a colossal black fish that couldn't be directly looked upon.
"What? An ancestral talisman?!"
Both middle-aged men's expressions changed, and they hastily retreated.
Meanwhile, Wu Xiaokun took the opportunity to dash toward the woods ahead.
"No... The power of the ancestral talisman has long since vanished, he is just bluffing!"
"Chase him, he won't get far!"
The two men were extremely angry.
Wu Xiaokun kept running, fresh blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, his life almost at its limit.
But he gritted his teeth, his face filled with defiance.
"No... I must escape..."
"I must not let Wu Qi succeed... my father said, a Tomb Guardian, never breaks an oath!"
As he ran through the woods, he felt the two men behind him getting closer and closer.
Could it be... he could no longer escape?
"No... what's that ahead..."
Suddenly, Wu Xiaokun was shocked because he saw ahead...
In the desolate woods, a small mountain village had appeared!
How could this be?!
As a member of the Tomb Guardian family, he was incredibly familiar with this "Deadman Wilderness."
Since ancient times, the Great Wilderness had been infamous for its eerie and cold nature. Outsiders dared not enter, only their Tomb Guardian family could survive in the Deadman Wilderness.
Now, a small mountain village had suddenly appeared?
"No... could it be... could it be the full moon night, awakening Grey Ghosts? Creating a ghost village?"
Wu Xiaokun's face looked extremely ugly as he couldn't help but look up at the sky vault.
In the evening sky, a faint full moon was already hanging in the sky vault.
He felt a slight chill in his heart.
As a member of the Tomb Guardian family, he had heard too many legends since he was a child.
In the Deadman Wilderness, there lay many mysterious occurrences and taboos, one of which was never to go out on a full moon night!
On the night of the full moon, the legends of the Deadman Wilderness spoke of overwhelming yin qi; many unclean things would rise and absorb the essence of the moon.
The sudden appearance of this small village...
Maybe...
A hint of fear crept into his heart, but feeling the pursuers close behind...
Wu Xiaokun gritted his teeth and decided to take a risk.
Even if it were a ghost village, he had to break through!
