Chapter 542: 3000 Worlds, 3000 Dao Translator: Timothy Editor: GlobeGlotter

“Thank you for saving us, Brother Ye. My boyfriend and I appreciate it greatly,” Lu Na said, watching Ye Mo kill Li Dayi.

“Why did Northern Sand hunt you?” Ye Mo asked, studying them.

Lu Na rubbed her eyes. “My sister, Lu Lin, and I worked for Northern Sand. Suddenly, they made her a scapegoat, and she was taken. She’s probably dead. My sister did so much for them, only to be blamed for someone else’s actions! I wanted revenge, but we lacked the ability, so we ran.”

Lu Lin? Ye Mo thought of ‘Sister Ling.’ Could it be her? If so, he might bear some blame for her death. He studied Lu Na; she resembled Lu Lin.

To be fair, Ye Mo felt no guilt. Everyone acted in self-interest.

Ye Mo held up the bag. “This is your newly discovered element, Qiang-265?”

Lu Na shook her head. “I was an assistant. My teacher and two chemistry professors were the main researchers. Two months ago, the research was nearly finished. My teacher fell ill from overwork, and the other professors went to the US and Bai Lin Sea, respectively. That’s when I escaped.”

“What’s the professor doing at Bai Lin Sea?” Ye Mo asked.

Lu Na replied casually, “I heard Northern Sand’s main base and research lab are there. It’s called Yang Wan Base.”

Ye Mo rejoiced. This was good news. He planned to find the Black Sun Empire after stabilizing Luo Yue City, but he hadn’t expected a Yang Wan Base to be there.

“Qiang, huh? I hope it’s strong,” Ye Mo said, looking at the bag. Cultivation alone wouldn’t destroy a country; he’d use technology and cultivation.

Lu Na said, “My teacher named it. If he hadn’t died, he might have won the Nobel Prize for this fission element…”

Ye Mo was dazed by Lu Na’s sorrow. He felt close to grasping something. ‘Fission’ flashed in his mind, and he thought of ‘One leaf, one world – one world, 3000 leaves.’ He had two pages of gold paper. If ‘leaf’ were changed to ‘page,’ the sentence would be ‘One page, one world.’ Leaf and page are homonyms! Could the Lian Hang Jing Sect have passed down ‘One page, one world,’ but the inheritance was corrupted over time? Or was the ancestor wrong?

Buddhists often used flowers, grass, etc., to represent complex concepts. He’d never heard of pages being used.

Ye Mo believed his guess was correct.

If so, his two gold pages represented two worlds: ‘two pages, two worlds.’ But the number of Dao is three or a multiple of three (6 or 9).

This meant the gold pages’ full secret remained hidden! A third page likely existed.

Ye Mo was shocked. If correct, the woman who attacked Lian Hang Jing Sect must have taken the middle page of three.

If he was right, these pages were incredibly powerful. Such treasures were rare even in the cultivation realm. Objects forming small worlds surpassed spirit artifacts. Since when did Earth possess such a thing?

“‘One leaf, one world – one world, 3000 leaves.’ Cultivators know there are 3000 great Daos corresponding to 3000 great worlds.

If it’s ‘One page, one world,’ three pages would be three worlds, each with 3000 Daos—9000 Daos?

Ye Mo was confused. He rubbed his head. The meaning was too much to process.

Regardless, these golden pages were significant. He was likely missing one, probably taken by the woman who destroyed Lian Hang Jing Sect.

Thinking of three worlds contained within the paper, Ye Mo’s heart burned. He had to get that third page!

A woman, a half-step Great Heaven? Since when was there such a powerful female cultivator? He thought of Luo Yin’s martial aunt—could it be her?

The more Ye Mo thought, the more he suspected her. If so, everything would make sense. However, she might find the gold page in the Dao De Sutra, but not in Luo Xuan’s copy. What would she think?

She’d suspect Luo Xuan and interrogate her. Ye Mo worried for Luo Xuan.

“Ye-Qianbei?” Lu Na’s boyfriend saw Ye Mo’s fluctuating expression and called out.

Ye Mo snapped back to reality. He smiled awkwardly. “Sorry, I was lost in thought. Thank you for the research; it’s very useful. What are your plans?”

Ye Mo wanted to invite Lu Na to Luo Yue City after learning of her involvement in the research.

“Ye-Qianbei, after graduating from UC, I joined Northern Sand and met Lu Na. We planned to go to Luo Yue City but were chased here. We had another martial brother, but Northern Sand killed him.” The man’s tone was sad and cautious.

Ye Mo hadn’t expected they wanted to join Luo Yue. It made sense—if hunted by Northern Sand, Luo Yue was the best place to go.

“You’re welcome! What’s your name? Call me Ye Mo. We’re about the same age, right? Your martial arts are impressive for a tech guy.” Ye Mo wouldn’t reject such talent.

“Liang Jun. My martial arts are ancestral. After my father left, I sold everything and went to the US. If I hadn’t met Lu Na, I’d still be with Northern Sand,” Liang Jun replied.

Ye Mo nodded. “Go to Flowing Snake; it’s Luo Yue territory. Find CEO Yu. She’ll send you to Luo Yue. I’ll call her.”

After Liang Jun and Lu Na left, Ye Mo called Yu Miaodan to send them to Luo Yue. He kept the data.

After they left, Ye Mo worried about Luo Xuan. That old woman wouldn’t be easy on her. But he couldn’t leave Luo Yue; it was still under construction. What if something happened while he was gone?