Chapter 1042: The Female Cultivator Who Wants to Make a Deal with Ye Mo
Ye Mo found a seat and closed his eyes, meditating while concealing his aura. After about fifteen minutes, he felt the ship shudder. His spirit sense revealed that they were already airborne, accelerating rapidly. Truth Fall City vanished from his perception almost instantly.
Many of the solo cultivators on board, familiar with one another, began chatting and trading pills and materials. The noisy environment discouraged cultivation. The golden core cultivator who had traveled with Ye Mo remained silent in a corner.
From their conversations, Ye Mo learned the journey to Truth Fall Palace would take six days. The ship's speed far surpassed his own; it was at least an extreme-grade cultivation artifact, perhaps even exceeding that classification.
Before the first day ended, many cultivators ascended to the deck. The presence of numerous talented cultivators attracted those seeking to network or explore the deck's market.
Ye Mo remained below, unwilling to reveal himself, especially amidst so many genius sect members. Despite the exodus to the deck, the hall remained relatively crowded. Nascent soul cultivators among solo practitioners were rare; most were recruited by major sects. There were over ten level one or two nascent soul cultivators, but Ye Mo was the only level three.
He was the most powerful in the hall. He suppressed his power to nascent soul level one, feigning instability, yet still stood out. He considered displaying his peak golden core state power, as that was the most prevalent stage among those present. However, several individuals already knew he was a nascent soul level one cultivator.
The market-goers returned, reviving the hall's clamor. Ye Mo's spirit sense detected Wen Caiyi approaching. Her previous aloof demeanor was perplexing; someone of her status usually occupied luxury quarters. He doubted she sought him out; he had concealed his aura, and she wouldn't know his location.
Wen Caiyi was accompanied by a handsome youth, a nascent soul level five cultivator. They appeared a well-matched pair.
Nevertheless, Ye Mo casually wiped his face and shifted from Stealth Sand to Nine Transformations. While Stealth Sand concealed him from even cauldron filling state cultivators, Nine Transformations offered a more complete transformation.
"Caiyi, don't worry. If we find that fellow, I'll make you happy," the male cultivator declared.
Ye Mo sneered. He’d been wrong; she was indeed searching for him, and had brought help. This was likely retribution for his earlier slap with ten million spirit stones.
"Martial Brother Yuan…" "Martial Sister Wen…"
Upon entering the hall, the pair were greeted by numerous solo cultivators, but they merely acknowledged them and began scanning the hall with their spirit sense.
Ye Mo recognized the male cultivator as Yuan Guannan. He was handsome, but Ye Mo mused, "No matter how handsome you are, I don't mind you being with Wen Caiyi, but if you try anything with Susu, then don't blame me."
Wen Caiyi repeatedly scanned the hall, failing to find even a level three nascent soul cultivator, let alone the one who had struck her.
"Not here?" Yuan Guannan asked, noting Wen Caiyi's disappointment.
Wen Caiyi nodded. "If a solo cultivator reached nascent soul level three, they'd clearly be over a hundred years old. How could they be here?"
Ye Mo, within earshot due to his powerful spirit sense, heard their conversation clearly.
After their departure, Ye Mo deactivated Nine Transformations. Immediately, a rather stout cultivator approached. "Qian bei, do you have a problem with Wen Caiyi?"
The voice was coarse, yet Ye Mo identified it as female. His first instinct was to kill her, but he quickly composed himself, erecting a sound barrier. He knew that murder here would result in a terrible demise.
He stared at the woman, her face grotesquely distorted with red marks – the ugliest he had ever seen. Her cultivation was only golden core level seven.
She shook her head. "Who I am is irrelevant. I want to make a deal. If you're interested, I'll continue; otherwise, I'll stop. But rest assured, regardless of your decision, I won't reveal that you're the person Wen Caiyi seeks."
"I know because you changed your mask when they arrived. I've been observing you. I was hidden as well, so I saw everything."
Finding no falsehood in her words, Ye Mo frowned. "Tell me your proposal. If I can, I will; otherwise, I won't."
She nodded, pausing briefly. "I need you to kill someone. This person is definitely going to Truth Fall Palace. He represents the six-star Earth Demon Sect…"
Ye Mo sneered, remaining silent. He knew the Earth Demon Sect; he'd killed two of their members at the Herb Plain—Gu Yicheng and Chai Kong. He remembered Guo Qifan's description of Gu Yicheng's powerful Demonic Ray Soul Locking Net.
"His name is Fu Rong…" she continued.
The name jolted Ye Mo. The cultivator noticed his change of expression. "That demon stole my Cao Huan pill and destroyed my face. That's not all; he and his father conspired to abduct someone's daughter and murdered the father. He's evil, an animal…"
Ye Mo's face hardened. "I doubt you're any better. How did you obtain your Cao Huan pill? You likely took several lives to get it."
He considered Fu Rong's story about a single pill killing two. Fu Rong must have been present, and this cultivator's account suggested she was one of the women involved.
However, if it was Fu Rong, he wouldn’t be going to Truth Fall Palace; he was likely over two hundred years old. Ye Mo remained silent, wanting to hear her complete request.