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IMT Chapter 78: You Must Not Have an Accident
🕑 Added 2025-08-16 09:51:32 +0000 UTCYunya River.
This great river ran through the entire North Sea Prefecture.
After Bai Ruxue entered the Yunya River, although it caused torrential rain, the various waterways that Xiao Mo had dredged in North Sea Prefecture over the years were not just for show, and the great dams he had built in North Sea Prefecture were not mere decorations either.
Moreover, Xiao Mo had already notified the North Sea Prefecture's governor to prepare in advance.
So the people on both banks would at most be frightened, but wouldn't suffer any serious harm.
Xiao Mo sat on Bai Ruxue's back.
Ruxue's body was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her slender form stretched sinuously, now reaching thirty zhang in length.
The silver-white scale armor covering her entire body flowed under the dim light, like a frozen river condensed from moonlight and starshine.
On her forehead was a pair of newly grown, exquisitely delicate silver-white dragon horns, quietly breaking through the scales, like jade shoots carved from ice and snow. Though still tender, they already revealed a pure, flawless luster and extraordinary outline.
Ordinary flood dragons had no horns, but Ruxue did, showing the purity of her bloodline.
On Ruxue's neck and spine, newly grown snow-white fur cascaded down like tassels, gleaming with a silk-like sheen.
Ruxue's newly grown limbs had four claws, while most flood dragons only had three.
Her eyes were also gradually turning into golden vertical pupils.
Although Ruxue had not yet entered the sea, her form was already no different from an ordinary flood dragon.
"Xiao Mo, this latter half has been so smooth," Bai Ruxue said to Xiao Mo.
Bai Ruxue had thought she would encounter some obstruction, but there was nothing at all.
"Mm," Xiao Mo nodded, "It has been quite smooth."
Just as Xiao Mo's words fell, his spirit concentrated, as if he had sensed something.
"Ruxue, some friends have come. I need to go meet them. Just keep swimming forward, don't be afraid, I'll always be with you."
Xiao Mo said with a smile.
Before Bai Ruxue could speak, Xiao Mo had already stood up and flew into the clouds.
Bai Ruxue nervously glanced at the sky, but quickly steadied her mind and swam forward with all her might.
Above the dark clouds, Xiao Mo held one hand in a loose fist before him, the other hand behind his back.
The fierce wind made Xiao Mo's blue robe flutter loudly.
He was waiting for the last group of people, also the most troublesome group.
After a moment, Moon God Sect Master Ye Zhenren flew over with five elders.
Seeing the old man blocking their path, Ye Zhenren frowned, "Old sir, were you waiting here for us?"
"Not just for you," Xiao Mo looked at the Moon God Sect members. "Everyone, please stop here and go no further."
Ye Zhenren looked Xiao Mo up and down twice, voicing a question similar to those previous scattered cultivators, "Prime Minister Xiao, as an official of Qi Kingdom, you actually protect a white python's path? When did your Qi Kingdom start colluding with the demon race?"
"Not so," Xiao Mo shook his head. "Protecting Ruxue's path is my personal matter, unrelated to Qi Kingdom."
Xiao Mo repeated once more, "Everyone, please return."
"What if we don't return?" Ye Zhenren stared at Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo sighed, "Then I'm afraid you all will find it difficult to return."
"Arrogant!"
Ye Zhenren stretched out his large hand.
A huge golden palm appeared above Xiao Mo.
"Suppress!"
As Ye Zhenren pressed his large hand downward, the golden dharma palm suppressed toward Xiao Mo.
"Miss Sisi, lend me your sword."
Xiao Mo reached out his hand, grasping toward a certain place.
Twenty li away on a mountaintop, Li Sisi felt her waist sword emit a trembling sound.
The next instant, her sword transformed into a stream of light flying toward Xiao Mo's direction.
When Xiao Mo grasped the long sword, the golden dharma palm was only three zhang from the top of his head.
"You cultivators always underestimate mortals too much."
Xiao Mo struck out with his sword, and that golden dharma palm instantly shattered.
Ye Zhenren and the others' hearts jumped in shock, knowing things had gone terribly wrong.
It wasn't that he didn't know that with mountain-river fortune, Xiao Mo's strength was comparable to the Ascension realm but after Xiao Mo had experienced several previous great battles, logically his mountain-river fortune should have been greatly consumed, and his strength should have fallen considerably.
Yet how was he still comparable to an Immortal realm cultivator?
Ye Zhenren wanted to negotiate peace but it was already too late.
Xiao Mo stepped forward, his black figure passing by their sides.
Each time Xiao Mo struck with his sword, an elder would explode into bloody mist while Ye Zhenren turned and fled.
"Returning the sword to the young lady." Xiao Mo threw out the long sword in his hand.
The flying sword passed through Ye Zhenren's direction.
When that sword flew back to Li Sisi's scabbard, Ye Zhenren clutched his neck, his head separated from his body.
Ye Zhenren's soul tried to escape.
Xiao Mo waved his sleeve, extinguishing his spirit as well.
However, Moon God Sect was just one of many sects coveting Ruxue.
In this cloud-covered, pitch-black sky, countless sects with over a hundred cultivators in total came one after another.
Now Ruxue had reached the latter half of the Luo River and was almost ready to enter the sea.
And this was when Bai Ruxue was most exhausted, the best time to strike.
Otherwise, when Ruxue faced her tribulation, they would find it difficult to interfere.
If Bai Ruxue successfully passed her tribulation and mastered her innate divine abilities, her realm would advance to another level.
When the flood dragon entered the sea, it would be extremely difficult for them to pursue and kill her.
Xiao Mo manifested twenty avatars, killing toward those cultivators.
Xiao Mo again condensed a black dragon, protecting Bai Ruxue's surroundings.
"Roar!"
Bai Ruxue let out a dragon's roar, her tail slapping a cultivator into bloody mist.
"Xiao Mo, leave quickly, you don't need to help me, I can handle these people myself!" Bai Ruxue looked at Xiao Mo protecting her path in the air, her heart burning with anxiety, worried that Xiao Mo might have an accident at any moment but Xiao Mo didn't respond to Bai Ruxue, only continued blocking these cultivators.
Bai Ruxue clenched her dragon claws tightly, knowing Xiao Mo wouldn't listen, turned around again, and plunged fiercely into the Yunya River, swimming toward the river mouth!
"Stupid Xiao Mo! Stupid Xiao Mo! You said I was stubborn, but you're obviously the stubborn one!" Bai Ruxue cursed Xiao Mo as she swam, "Xiao Mo... you must not have an accident, I'm about to enter the sea soon."
Meanwhile, in the sky above, cultivators exploded into bloody mist one by one.
The mountain-river fortune within Xiao Mo's body was also rapidly being consumed, his strength continuously declining.
Fortunately, Xiao Mo blocked all hundred-plus cultivators behind him, and Ruxue had pulled quite a distance from them. At most half an incense stick's time, and Ruxue could enter the sea.
Xiao Mo looked at the hundred-plus cultivators before him.
These cultivators also stared intently at Xiao Mo.
Both sides remained motionless, as if caught in a stalemate.
The Blazing Sun Sect Master shouted angrily at Xiao Mo, "Xiao Mo, do you truly think you can block all of us?"
With tattered clothes and blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Mo wiped the blood from his lips, standing straight as a pine tree and said, "Let's try."
