Chapter 420: The Final Wall Painting Comes to Life, the Bamboo Scroll Appears!
The Grand Priestess might have been overly exhausted due to her injuries from a few days ago,
These days, she appeared visibly weary.
Once a radiant beauty, she now looked like a wilting flower on the verge of decay.
Li Mo had worried about her.
Fei Yan and the Moon Goddess were also quite adept in the healing arts.
They had offered to diagnose the Grand Priestess, but she had declined.
The source of life is like a spring, continuously providing the body with the necessary functions.
Once this source is damaged, the consequences range from a decline in health to frequent illnesses.
In severe cases, it could even lead to sudden death!
Though the Grand Priestess had looked unwell lately, at least she could still move.
Moreover, as the Grand Priestess, she knew how to take care of herself.
With doctors in Loulan available, Li Mo didn’t insist since she was unwilling.
He hadn’t come here due to some “date” scenario.
Instead, he had serious matters to discuss with her.
Three days ago, he had indeed eradicated the Chiyou Demon Spirit, but the head remained intact.
Thanks to his cultivation techniques and the fact that the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was guided by the magic sword, he hadn’t suffered any injuries.
However, the Chiyou Demon Spirit bore the full brunt of that final blow.
Even the sandy ground beneath them melted, and the body of the Chiyou Demon Spirit was shattered, yet oddly, the head remained unharmed.
As the leader of Loulan with thousands of years of tradition, the Grand Priestess was surprised.
At the last moment, the Chiyou Demon Spirit had taken on a human form.
Thus, the remaining head resembled that of a human.
However, it was significantly larger than that of an average person.
Its size can be compared to half a regular person’s body!
It seems Chiyou was an impressively powerful figure while he was alive.
This could also be inferred from the magic sword.
The magic sword is a heavy weapon!
If you lack strength, not only can you not wield it, but you wouldn’t even be able to lift it!
At this moment, these two items were kept in Li Mo’s room.
Fei Yan and the Moon Goddess, as a pair of senior sisters, were the ones guarding them.
Unless Li Mo gave permission, no one could come near these two items.
Inside the room,
Four striking figures vied for attention.
The three sat around a table, with the intact head of the Chiyou Demon Spirit displayed atop it.
A stunning woman in a black and red flowing dress stood respectfully to the side.
Her figure was voluptuous and graceful, her demeanor exceedingly respectful.
It seemed she had not earned the right to sit at the same level as these three.
“Greetings, National Advisor.”
The moment Li Mo stepped into the room, Da Siming immediately spoke, bowing.
The three seated at the table also turned to look at him.
“How’s the research going?”
Li Mo waved his hand, gesturing for Fei Yan not to give up her seat.
He sat down cross-legged beside her.
Across from him, the Grand Priestess was fixated on him, her colorless lips resembling faded petals.
She gently spoke, “I haven’t discovered anything unusual to disappoint you, Lord of the Divine.”
After saying this, she bowed her head in guilt.
Seeing this, Li Mo comforted her, “No need to feel burdened, Grand Priestess. It’s odd if you know the reason why this head remained undamaged.”
He had not pinned too much hope on discovering anything significant.
There were too many inexplicable things in this world.
Like how he came to this world or the existence of souls.
Then there was that figure behind the clouds.
The Grand Priestess looked at him quizzically: “Why would that be strange?”
Li Mo chuckled, “The existence of the Chiyou Demon Spirit is already illogical. If you understand it that well, wouldn’t that make you just as unearthly?”
The Grand Priestess seemed to be struck by lightning, her whole being stiff.
Her pale face was indistinguishable from before, yet her pupils dilated slightly in that instant.
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
Noticing her strange demeanor, Fei Yan gently inquired.
The Grand Priestess had shown no improvement in health these past days; after all, she was not a master like them.
She could only rely on time to gradually recuperate.
“It’s nothing, nothing. It’s just that your words, Lord of the Divine, gave me the chills.”
The Grand Priestess snapped back to reality, shaking her head repeatedly in response.
Li Mo raised an eyebrow and looked at her, breaking into laughter, “Hahaha, just a jest! You shouldn’t take it to heart, Grand Priestess.”
The Grand Priestess certainly wouldn’t be angered over that.
Li Mo’s influence in Loulan now eclipsed even that of the Grand Priestess!
Including her, the people of Loulan had completely deified him!
“Not at all, not at all.”
Under Li Mo’s gaze, the Grand Priestess felt a sudden unease in her heart.
She dared not look him in the eye and bowed her head, feeling at a loss.
The pale face, which hadn’t improved for three days, suddenly flushed with a hint of color.
Fei Yan and the Moon Goddess had keen senses.
Positioned to either side, they noticed her cheeks turning red simultaneously and exchanged knowing glances.
Li Mo, however, had already moved on, oblivious to what was happening behind him.
As he approached with the magic sword in hand, Fei Yan puzzledly asked, “What are you doing, Husband?”
Li Mo glanced at the magic sword, saying, “With your sword, slay your evil thoughts. That’s the best conclusion.”
Since they couldn’t deduce anything from the Chiyou Demon Spirit‘s head, it was safest to destroy it.
After all, no one knew how long this head might linger in silence before potentially regaining consciousness again.
The three understood his concerns and didn’t speak further, rising to step aside.
Li Mo raised the magic sword, circulating his energy, and suddenly, the blade shimmered with a golden light.
The magic sword had a unique suppression effect against the Chiyou Demon Spirit; destroying its head was perfectly suitable.
The golden glow flashed as the magic sword struck the head directly.
In an instant, a dazzling light erupted at the point of contact.
A sudden gust of wind swept through the room, whipping the gauze curtains to a frenzy, shifting the furnishings around.
Faintly, distressing wails echoed amidst the chaos.
Once everything settled down, the group noticed Li Mo stood still by the table like a statue.
His gaze fixed on the surface, shock filling his eyes.
Following his line of sight, everyone was immediately dumbstruck.
The head that had been on the table was now vanished.
However, where the head had been, something radiant emerged.
At first glance, it looked like a bundle of noodles.
All but Da Siming found this object familiar.
As the light softened, they saw clearly what it was.
The Grand Priestess blurted out, “A bamboo scroll?”
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