Chapter 455: 9 Moon Sect In Ruins
Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter
Ning Qingxue was about to enter stage two and had many fireball charms, so she should be able to handle a few mutants. Luo Fei, a black-level cultivator, was also present.
That night, Ye Mo searched Flowing Snake for hours but couldn't find the escaped mutant. The next morning, he called a meeting of all Flowing Snake's managerial staff before leaving.
Xu Yuehua suggested that Flowing Snake's first step toward independence should be establishing its own protection unit and a simple legal system, modeled after China's.
After distributing defensive artifacts, Ye Mo asked, "Who knows about mutants?"
Mutants? Most people only knew Ye Mo as a skilled pill maker. His question—"Is he a mutant?"—crossed their minds.
"I know some things," Xu Yuehua said.
"There are many types of mutants, and while the exact number is unknown, only ten to twenty types possess significant offensive capabilities. For example, fire-style mutants can use flames to attack, but unless they're at a certain level, the flames do minimal damage."
Seeing Ye Mo's rapt attention, she continued, "But once a mutant's power is fully awakened, it's quite strong. The World Mutant Association ranks mutant power levels from one to ten. Fire-style mutants barely controlling flames are level one, or 'primary' mutants. Level ten is the highest; levels eight and above are 'tertiary' mutants. Wind-style mutants supposedly need to reach level eight to fly short distances. This is all theoretical, though."
Ye Mo was relieved. He was sure level eight would be extremely difficult to achieve, and even then, it would be comparable to his wind control at best.
"In fact, everyone possesses some mutant power, but the type and strength vary greatly. Those random sparkles sometimes seen on people might indicate an uncontrolled fire-style mutant. One needs a specific body type and talent to reach level one. Mutants are very rare and considered national treasures," Xu Yuehua explained.
"Indeed, though I don't know much, every country has a mutant organization, most serving their nation," Zang Jiayan added.
Ye Mo now understood the value of the people who came the previous night. They were national elites, and seemingly few in number. He didn't know their levels, but it seemed the U.S. took the Japanese incident seriously, sending such important personnel.
After everyone left, Ye Mo sighed. He didn't know how many mutants were in China, but earth-level ancient martial artists were comparable to them. However, China was inferior in intelligence and military organization.
This stemmed from a lack of unity. Ye Mo's research into Chinese history showed that most Chinese wars were lost due to internal conflicts or traitors. They often fought among themselves, preferring an outside victory to defeating their own countrymen.
China also lagged technologically.
Ye Mo shook his head.
Dismissing these thoughts, Ye Mo entrusted Silver to Yu Miaodan. He would finish his affairs, return to cultivation, and search for Luo Ying.
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4 State, 9 Moon Sect.
This was Ye Mo's second visit. The first was during his search for Luo Ying.
He'd vowed to eradicate this evil place.
The 9 Moon Sect had offended him repeatedly, but he'd been too busy to deal with them.
Strictly speaking, the 9 Moon Sect was within the Mount Qing Shao range.
Upon arriving, Ye Mo barely recognized it.
The once-vast complex was reduced to a few broken pillars and shattered walls. Burnt rubble littered the area.
Descending from the sky, Ye Mo used his spirit sense to scan the area, quickly finding clues of a massive battle.
The ruins reminded him of Nie Shuangshuang. He hadn't a strong impression of her; if she hadn't risked her life to send him news, he might not have helped her last time.
As Ye Mo was about to leave, his spirit sense detected an underground room. The entrance was blocked, but his spirit sense penetrated the relatively thin door. Inside was a body, slightly slumped, clad in a set of large red robes.
Ye Mo thought of Nie Hongyi. This woman might be Nie Hongyi's master. Dried blood was on her lips, suggesting a fierce final battle.
Next to her was a bag containing an ancient sheepskin book, likely the 9 Moon Sect's cultivation method. Ye Mo had no interest and didn't want to enter the ghastly stone room, a likely haunt for spirits and ghosts.
He shook his head, but as he turned to leave, three figures appeared on the winding mountain path, heading toward the 9 Moon Sect.
Nie Shuangshuang? Even from a distance, Ye Mo recognized her.
The lotus life pill had saved her, but what was she doing here? He preferred to avoid her and hid.
His spirit sense revealed Nie Shuangshuang's cultivation had fallen below the yellow level; previously, she was at the yellow level middle stage. At this rate, she would soon become an ordinary person.
Her two companions were burly men carrying digging tools—ordinary, uncultivated humans. Ye Mo immediately understood: Nie Shuangshuang intended to excavate the old woman's cave.
"It's here. Dig here first." Nie Shuangshuang had already led them to the underground room, interrupting Ye Mo's thoughts.