Chapter 661: Strange Cultivator

Translator: Timothy_ Editor: GlobeGlotter

After Ye Mo entered, the temperature rose drastically. He was shocked. Inside the hidden formation was a heating formation! No wonder it was so much colder at the foot of the mountain.

Ye Mo couldn't lay out either of the two formations. He had come inside to find an opportunity to grow stronger; moreover, he believed the inhabitant wouldn't be powerful.

Ye Mo was in a rocky tunnel; it was very dry due to the heating formation. Luminous pearls were affixed to the tunnel ceiling every few meters.

He knew these weren't luminous pearls, but some kind of radiant ore.

Ye Mo didn't venture further into the mountain, but scanned his spirit sense inward. There were many stone rooms, and they didn't look messy. All sorts of food were inside, including dried meat. The last stone house had a spirit sense-blocking formation.

It was a cultivator's home indeed. Ye Mo was excited. He wondered if the person had come from somewhere else, like him, or from Earth.

Since he was already there, he needed to meet this person. Furthermore, he knew it was too late to leave. Entering the hidden formation meant the person inside could see him.

But Ye Mo wasn't as nervous as before. There weren't any offensive or defensive formations.

From this, he could tell the person wasn't a master. A master's cultivation home would definitely have defensive formations.

Ye Mo walked to the spirit sense-blocked room and said, “I’m Ye Mo. I happened to walk by this place. Could I know this dao friend’s name?”

After a long silence, a hoarse voice spoke, “Come in.” It was Chinese.

Ye Mo locked his flying sword with his spirit sense and entered the room. A man sat in the middle of the room with a huge, long-dead sea lion beside him. Blood remained in the man's mouth.

It was obvious the man was injured; his chi wave was very unstable. This might have been caused by improper cultivation. When Ye Mo checked the man's power, his heart sank. He couldn't tell how powerful the man was. The only explanation was that the man was much stronger than him.

“Did you also walk in accidentally?” the man asked.

Ye Mo was dazed. Since this person was a cultivator and stronger than him, there's no way he wouldn't know this was a hidden formation. It seemed he had also walked in accidentally.

Was he testing him? Ye Mo looked confusedly at the man. Suddenly, he realized the man might genuinely not know it was a hidden formation, because he might have never scanned his power with his spirit sense. Perhaps the man had come in by accident, found a cultivation method, and started cultivating there.

Thinking this, Ye Mo felt reassured. He immediately nodded, “That’s right. I came to Antarctica for a holiday and accidentally walked in here. I didn’t expect to find this.”

“You’re lying,” the man suddenly looked at Ye Mo coldly, “You’re definitely not here for a holiday.”

Ye Mo was shocked. Had he been testing him before? But after hearing this, Ye Mo understood at once: it was because he didn't have a backpack.

No matter whether the man had randomly found this place or had been brought there by his master, Ye Mo no longer cared. Other than a few formations, he hadn't seen anything else.

There was no point staying. He hadn't found anything helpful. Instead, he had encountered someone stronger than him. Even though this person was injured, he didn't want to provoke him.

“My things are outside. I’m leaving, goodbye,” Ye Mo immediately retreated.

But as Ye Mo moved, the man suddenly punched him. He couldn't dodge and was smashed into the wall. He spat out blood – his organs were burning.

‘Is he at chi gathering tertiary stage?’ Ye Mo was shocked. He was only at chi gathering middle stage, while the man was almost at peak stage. It was just a step away from foundation establishment. Ye Mo suspected the man didn't know how to reach foundation establishment, so he had failed to ascend.

Ye Mo’s heart sank. He had no way to escape alive against someone of this caliber.

Ye Mo covered his mouth and swallowed a lotus life pill.

“Mmmm—you didn’t die?” the man said, dazed, when he saw Ye Mo was fine after spitting some blood.

“You also cultivate ancient martial arts; are you at earth level?” the man asked.

Although the man’s tone was calm, he was very shocked. Due to his injuries, his blood was running uncontrollably. Although he could finish and kill Ye Mo, if he didn’t calm his blood and chi, he would suffer greatly—even if he killed this person. A week ago, he could have still killed Ye Mo. But now, his chi was attacking him increasingly. He could barely go out for food.

Ye Mo understood. The man really didn't understand cultivation; he didn't even know how to check power. Perhaps he didn't even have his own magic artifact or knew basic fireball arts. He was just fighting with his chi.

Thinking this, Ye Mo relaxed a bit, but said coldly, “It’s none of your business; you’re too shameless. I’ve never met you, yet you try to kill me straight away. Is this the dao you cultivate?”

“En, of course I’m going to kill you. Do you think you can leave after finding out about this place? Keep dreaming. Moreover, I need your blood to cultivate; how could I let you go? But if you answer my questions, I can leave your body intact,” the man said calmly, slowing his chi.

Ye Mo was angry. But still, even if the man didn't know magic, his stage was far higher. Despite being injured, Ye Mo might not be able to kill him with his flying sword. He could easily block it. Ye Mo only had one chance and needed to use it well.

Ye Mo didn't understand how someone who didn't understand cultivation could reach chi gathering peak. Even with a good cultivation method and absurd talent, he shouldn't be able to do that without spirit chi.

“Okay, I will answer your questions and give you a treasure map, but you need to answer a few of mine first,” Ye Mo said.

The man sneered, “Since you’re giving me new blood and you’re an ancient martial artist, I can answer a few questions. Shoot.”

“First of all, which cultivation method are you using? How is it this strong? Second, why are you drinking blood? Don’t worry, I will still give you a treasure map,” Ye Mo emphasized the treasure map.

The man looked coldly at Ye Mo and said, “Do you think I want a treasure map? Even if you give me all the things in the world, you wouldn’t understand my purpose. As for what I’m cultivating, you wouldn’t understand it even if you died. It’s the dao of long life. Your ancient martial arts are just trash in front of mine. If I hadn’t failed at achieving foundation establishment, I could have crushed you with one finger.”

Ye Mo was shocked. This guy had failed at reaching foundation establishment indeed. But at the same time, Ye Mo felt at ease. There really weren't many people who knew dao cultivation; this unlucky guy had found a cultivation method in that blessed land. He didn't even know what cultivation was, or any magic technique. Otherwise, he would be dead for sure.

Ye Mo asked again, “That means you’re the only one cultivating this dao of long life?”

The man fell silent for a moment and then shook his head, “No, my martial brother and I found a book together. We memorized the content and cultivated together. But he attacked me for those pills, so I escaped the pocket real—”

Suddenly, the man seemed to remember something and said, “You don’t need to know about that. Prepare to die.”