Chapter 1157: Assassinate Ye Mo

Lu Wuhu surveyed the flying magic artifact in his hands with satisfaction. Seeing Ye Mo approach, he quickly waved and presented it. “What do you think? The Black Cloud Pike, crafted precisely to your specifications. An extreme-grade cultivation artifact. If not for a slight deficiency in level-nine materials, it could have been a half-immortal artifact.” Despite the expressed regret, Lu Wuhu’s delight was evident.

“It’s actually an extreme-grade cultivation artifact?” Ye Mo exclaimed, joyfully picking up the pale blue Pike. It felt feather-light, its appearance captivating. He had hoped for a half-extreme grade artifact, but Lu Wuhu had surpassed his expectations. Ye Mo had chosen the Dark Cloud Pike for its exceptional stealth capabilities; such artifacts were rarely found. He examined it further, his admiration for Lu Wuhu, a true master forger, growing.

“After you spirit-control it, the interior space will be nearly six meters. You can arrange the furnishings yourself. I reduced the size to enhance speed and defense; there's a stealth formation integrated within,” Lu Wuhu stated proudly, clearly noticing Ye Mo’s astonishment.

Ye Mo immediately rose and bowed. “Brother Lu, I am deeply grateful. I owe you a considerable debt. I had planned to invite you to Mo Yue City to repay you, but now I hesitate to impose.”

Lu Wuhu laughed. “Very well, I’ll enjoy you owing me. I’ll be traveling to Mo Yue City at the end of the month as well.”

He continued, “I’m quite fond of you. I considered gifting you a half-extreme grade attack cultivation artifact, but your kitchen knife surpasses anything I’ve ever created, so I reconsidered.”

Ye Mo understood Lu Wuhu’s desire to see his Zi Xu. He produced the knife and offered it. “Brother Lu, what are your thoughts?”

Lu Wuhu examined Zi Xu, exclaiming, “Excellent craftsmanship! A superb forging method… This is undoubtedly an ancient treasure!”

He looked at Ye Mo. “Having spirit-controlled this kitchen knife, you likely know it’s merely a sword fetus, correct?” Before Ye Mo could respond, he added, “You’re aware that this fetus can be upgraded with additional materials. The first material addition will permanently preserve its current appearance.”

Ye Mo nodded.

Lu Wuhu cautioned, “Do not haphazardly add materials. Insufficiently high-level materials will significantly weaken the sword. Furthermore, your own forging skills will influence the outcome.”

Ye Mo understood this perfectly; otherwise, he would have already upgraded Zi Xu. He wouldn’t use level five or six materials for such a task.

Lu Wuhu returned Zi Xu. “When you have sufficient materials, come find me, and I will assist.”

Ye Mo smiled, putting Zi Xu away. He had already begun forging himself. When he acquired the necessary materials, he wouldn’t need Lu Wuhu's help. He knew Lu Wuhu possessed many high-grade materials and, once his skills improved, he could potentially source materials from him.

After parting with Lu Wuhu, Ye Mo spirit-controlled the Black Cloud Pike. He discovered approximately thirty square meters of space with two rooms—ample for his needs. Spirit stone receptacles were located at both ends, allowing operation with both spirit stones and spirit chi. Observing the numerous formations, Ye Mo recognized Lu Wuhu’s mastery of formations as well. He admired his skill, knowing many master forgers were also formation masters.

“I shall call you Blue Moon from now on,” Ye Mo declared.

Wang Chuanhe, back at the Lightning Cloud Sect, found Yang Feicheng awaiting his decision regarding cooperation. Wang Chuanhe’s delay stemmed from internal division regarding Ye Mo. Some elders advocated for Ye Mo’s assassination to maintain the sect’s authority, while others believed such action would create more trouble than it was worth.

Yang Feicheng aimed to strike Ye Mo during his journey from Pill City to Mo Yue City. However, Wang Chuanhe, aware of Ye Mo's considerable support, inclined toward abandoning the plan. The Infinity Sect had the most significant conflict with Ye Mo, while the Lightning Cloud Sect had only lost Tian Aofeng.

“Brother Yang, Ye Mo has solidified his position and has many allies. Attacking him now would only unnecessarily antagonize Pill City,” Wang Chuanhe sighed. “I yearn to eliminate him, like you, but the circumstances prevent it.”

Yang Feicheng calmly replied, “Brother Wang, if we miss this opportunity, we will never get another chance once he reaches Mo Yue City. Do we dare attack Mo Yue City? Given Ji Ling’s relationship with Ye Mo, he would undoubtedly establish top-grade defensive formations. We might even provoke Pill City to attack us preemptively.”

He paused, rising to his feet. “Among those accompanying Ye Mo, excluding Lu Wuhu, there is only one Truth Realization state cultivator from Pill City. At most, three or four from other sects. We need only focus on those at the Truth Realization state. Neutralize them, and Ye Mo is vulnerable.”

Wang Chuanhe looked perplexed. “How do you know there’s only one Truth Realization state cultivator from Pill City?”

Yang Feicheng smiled. “Yue Qichao and Shen Guanqing departed Pill City for an undisclosed location a fortnight ago. Without Yue Qichao’s assistance, could Ye Mo have a Truth Realization state cultivator escort him? One is already surprising. My sect possesses five Truth Realization state cultivators, yours four. Combined, nine, along with more than ten Disaster Transformation state cultivators…”

Yang Feicheng paused, looking at Wang Chuanhe.

Wang Chuanhe was shocked. “Brother Yang, you propose deploying all our Truth Realization state cultivators and over ten Disaster Transformation state cultivators to eliminate Ye Mo?”

Yang Feicheng nodded. “Precisely. We neutralize the few Truth Realization state cultivators, and with one spare, we can swiftly kill Ye Mo. Even if Pill City learns of his death, what can they do with the impending South Peace State disaster looming? Even without the disaster, would they annihilate two nine-star sects over a dead Pill King?”

Yang Feicheng sneered. “Pill City lacks the power or will. We annihilated Sword Valley; did Pill City retaliate?”

Wang Chuanhe murmured, “Indeed.” After a moment, he nodded firmly. “Agreed. This is our only attempt. If we fail, we withdraw.”

Yang Feicheng nodded. “Naturally. Failure necessitates caution.” He inwardly sneered, If I let your sect off completely, I'd be a fool.

Meanwhile, in Pill City, Ye Mo, Luo Ying, Qingxue, and Beiwei conferred. There was unanimous agreement on returning to Mo Yue City. Pill City was secure, but not their home. Even for cultivation, Ye Mo hesitated to enter the Golden Page World. His title as city lord afforded limited influence, little more than an elder.

“Brother, we have three Truth Realization state cultivators, including Lu Qianbei, six Disaster Transformation state Qianbeis, and nine Cauldron Filling state Qianbeis. With such strength, who could stop us?” Tang Beiwei asked.

Ye Mo shook his head. “Yang Feicheng will undoubtedly risk everything to deal me a crippling blow. If City Lord Yue were here, I could seek his aid, but his absence will last a year or two. I cannot wait. While we have three Truth Realization state cultivators, it’s insufficient. The Infinity Sect has five, and the Lightning Cloud Sect four. A combined assault could easily eliminate us.”

Ning Qingxue, aware of Ye Mo’s status in Pill City, asked incredulously, “Do they dare?”