Mortal: Even with a Heavenly Spiritual Root, I still have to try and get my hands on the Little Gree

Chapter 162 The Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor Becomes a Bodyguard

"After this invasion from the demon realm, they plan to remain in the spirit realm permanently."

"As for the reason, it is because a thing called the Mother of the Moth has appeared in the Demon Realm. Its strength is comparable to that of a True Immortal, and it has already caused multiple realms to be devoured by it."

"However, there's no need to worry too much; someone will eventually solve this problem."

"About this—"

Mu Yu selected some things to say and told them to Mo Jianli, while also briefly introducing the current situation of the Demon Realm.

When Mo Jianli heard that the Holy Ancestor Baohua was seriously injured and had fled to the Spirit Realm, some other thoughts arose in his mind.

But before Mo Jian could speak, Mu Yu reminded him, "Don't even think about it. The Holy Ancestor Baohua has some tricks up her sleeve, and she is also proficient in divination. You can't kill her."

"Moreover, even if we kill the other party, it won't change the situation for either the human or the demon race; in fact, it will make things worse."

"If Senior Mo believes me, within three thousand years, the human race will have two or three more, or even more, Mahayana stage cultivators."

"But if you don't believe me—then the situation is hard to say."

Mu Yu sensed Mo Jianli's lack of trust, but he himself didn't care.

Whether someone trusts you or not is not important, as long as you can achieve your ultimate goal, that's enough.

Next, Mo Jianli inquired in detail about the Demon Realm and the Mother of the Moths.

Although the human race was weak, Mo Jianli was, after all, a Mahayana cultivator, and a veteran Mahayana cultivator who had lived for a long time. He had some knowledge of rumors from other realms and ancient legends.

Therefore, although it has not been completely confirmed, Mo Jianli already believes in the existence of the Mother of the Dwarf Moth.

At the same time, Mu Yu, an ascended cultivator from the lower realm, finally gained his trust to a certain extent.

Three thousand years is nothing. Even if it's a scam, Mo Jianli is willing to treat it like a treasure and cherish it for three thousand years.

Moreover, if someone can deceive me for three thousand years, they are a unique genius, and I must protect them no matter what.

"Very good. This information of yours is very important to the entire human race. I will take your advice and pretend I don't know about these things, and will not devote too much energy and time to them."

"Although neither Brother Ao Xiao nor I can infiltrate the River Styx, gathering a few beings at the Fusion stage should not be a problem to escort you on that trip."

"You said before that in the Abyss of the Flying Spirit Clan, there are several Demon Kings at the Integration Stage who are plotting something about the Styx Divine Milk, right?

After making a decision, Mo Jianli changed her attitude and became very warm and caring.

Seeing this, Mu Yu breathed a sigh of relief and began to recount the stories of the demon kings within the abyss, as well as the dangers of the Tianpeng Clan and the Styx River.

Mo Jianli listened attentively, while pondering something in her mind.

After Mu Yu finished speaking, Mo Jianli pondered for a moment before saying, "I remember—that kid Tianmiao seems to know the Great Elder of the Tianpeng Clan. If he were to personally take action, it should be possible—"

In just a few words, Mo Jianli had already arranged Mu Yu's bodyguard, who was none other than the famous Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor, one of the three great emperors of the human race.

Kid? Isn't the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor a woman?

Mu Yu felt something was strange. After recalling her memories from her previous life, she immediately realized that the current Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor had not yet perished under the Heavenly Tribulation, and the next Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor would be a woman.

Although cultivators have photographic memories, they sometimes subconsciously have preconceived notions and overlook some less important details.

Normally, this situation is quite rare; at least, Mu Yu's memories of this life would not encounter this situation.

As for memories of her past life, although Mu Yu could recall any moment from her past life, she couldn't do it as smoothly as she could in this life.

Unfortunately, this Heavenly Mystic Emperor appeared far too infrequently in Mu Yu's memories of her previous life, and most of the time she was just a background character.

Mo Jianli only stayed in Tianyuan City for one day, and left after talking with Mu Yu.

As the only Mahayana cultivator among the human race, his every move has a huge impact on the entire human race, so Mo Jianli is actually not suitable to give Mu Yu any special training.

But—if it were given to Zen Master Jin Yue, there wouldn't be any problem.

As a result, Zen Master Jin Yue obtained a large number of various cultivation methods and books, which he then transferred to Mu Yu.

During this process, Zen Master Jin Yue naturally made a copy as well, which was originally Mo Jianli's reward to him.

Several months later, Mu Yu met Tianmiao Linghuang, who had rushed over from Tianling territory.

With the Heavenly Mystic Emperor's mastery of puppetry, having a puppet impersonate him for a period of time is naturally no problem for him.

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"So you're that Nascent Soul stage cultivator from the human realm?"

Emperor Tianmiao Linghuang still looked somewhat displeased after seeing Mu Yu.

After all, Tianmiao Linghuang, one of the three emperors of the human race, was preparing for the upcoming great calamity, but at this moment, Mo Jianli assigned him to act as a bodyguard for a mere Nascent Soul cultivator.

Although he believed he wouldn't survive the next tribulation, even with the slimmest chance, the Heavenly Mystic Emperor wouldn't give up easily.

If it hadn't been Mo Jianli who spoke, the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor would never have paid attention to such a trivial matter.

Even so, the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor's attitude towards Mu Yu became somewhat unfriendly.

"I don't know what Senior Mo said to Senior Tianmiao, but in the future I see, you will not survive the next great tribulation."

"The one who will succeed you as the Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor is a female cultivator, probably your disciple."

Seeing the changing expression on Tianmiao Linghuang's face, Mu Yu calmly added, "Yes, it's just what you think. I have the talent to see parts of the future."

"So, Senior Tianmiao still thinks my existence is unimportant to the human race?"

Almost instinctively, Tianmiao Linghuang wanted to refute, but since Mo Jianli had already chosen to believe Mu Yu, his rebuttal seemed completely unnecessary.

But—in the entire Spirit Realm, even among Mahayana stage experts, such an outrageous talent should never have been heard of before.

Perhaps it is precisely because these things are becoming increasingly outrageous that they could possibly be true?

"Alright, I'm not interested in your affairs, and don't tell me any more of this stuff. Just tell me what you're planning to do."

After a brief moment of thought, the Heavenly Mystic Emperor decided to ignore the unusual aspects. Anyone who could be recognized by Mo Jianli must have their own unique qualities, and he shouldn't interfere too much.

Upon hearing Tianmiao Linghuang's words, Mu Yu seemed to have been prepared. He revealed the Thunderwind Wings behind him and said calmly, "It's very simple. The Tianpeng Clan has probably not been having a good time lately. If I'm willing to add some Kunpeng True Blood as a trade, I should be able to borrow the title of the Tianpeng Clan's Holy Son."

"As for Senior Tianmiao, he should have a way to enter the depths of the abyss on his own, right?"

"Oh, right. Deep within that abyss, isn't there another Nascent Soul stage expert who also specializes in the art of puppetry—"

Upon hearing that he also majored in the art of puppetry, the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor clearly felt a greater sense of anticipation for the journey to the Abyss.

However, since there was still some time before the Flying Spirit Clan began the Abyss Trial, Mu Yu took this opportunity to learn puppetry techniques from the Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor for a while.

Of course, they only learned a little bit and created some Nascent Soul stage puppets to serve as cannon fodder.

However, for Mu Yu, he only learned some superficial skills, but for Tianmiao Linghuang, it was as if he had found a rare puppet genius. He kept talking about wanting to truly take Mu Yu under his wing.

After all, having only studied for a short time, he was able to create puppets at the Nascent Soul stage, which definitely makes him a monstrous genius in the art of puppetry.

If it weren't for the fear of Mo Jianli's existence, Emperor Tianmiao would probably have forcibly taken Mu Yu as his disciple.

However, it is clear that although Mu Yu is interested in these chores, he does not really study them diligently.

Time passed slowly amidst this chaotic period, and soon the day arrived when the Abyss Trial was about to begin.

Led by a Nascent Soul stage expert, Mu Yu quickly arrived at the sacred land of the Tianpeng Clan, a very large city.

These Tianpeng people look very similar to humans, except that they all have a pair of wings growing from their backs and exude a special aura.

Seeing this, Mu Yu couldn't help but wonder if these Tianpeng clan members were a branch similar to the True Spirit Clan of the human race.

However, the True Spirit Family still belongs to the human race, while the Sky Roc Clan has become independent.

Under the guidance of the Heavenly Mystic Emperor, Mu Yu quickly entered the city.

However, just as Mu Yu stepped into the city, a thick black mist suddenly erupted from a stone tower within the city, followed by countless flashes of spiritual light.

The next moment, a long cry of a soaring Kunpeng came from the tower. After this sound appeared, all the Tianpeng clan members in the entire city had their spiritual power scattered and fell from the sky.

At this moment, the wings on the backs of the cultivators of the Tianpeng Clan seemed to have become mere decorations.

But this is not the end.

A gigantic phantom of a soaring Kunpeng gradually materialized from the tower, revealing the true form of the soaring Kunpeng.

Just as the phantom of the Heavenly Kunpeng appeared, the half-bones of the Heavenly Kunpeng that Mu Yu had stored in his storage bracelet, and the Kunpeng's blood that he had stored in the Four Seas Bottle, all generated a strange attraction.

Even the Thunderwind Wings, which Mu Yu had already refined, revealed their original form at this moment, appearing on Mu Yu's back.

At this moment, Mu Yu and the Tianpeng clan members looked exactly alike. Even the Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor couldn't distinguish them by their auras.

If Mu Yu's human identity had not already been confirmed, Emperor Tianmiao would probably have thought that Mu Yu was a disguised Tianpeng clansman.

"Brother Tianmiao has come to see me and brought such a generous gift. I am truly grateful."

After the Grand Elder of the Tianpeng Clan appeared, he first greeted the Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor warmly, and then attempted to use magic to suppress the Kunpeng True Spirit inside the Spirit Sealing Tower.

However, it was clear that the Kunpeng True Spirit inside the Spirit Sealing Tower had sensed the aura of its own origin and had begun to become somewhat violent.

Seeing this, Mu Yu had no choice but to take out the Spirit-Suppressing Crystal given to him by the True Spirit Luo Hou and suppress the Kunpeng aura on his body.

There was no other way; Mu Yu carried nearly half of the Kunpeng's remains with him. Although these were leftovers from Luo Hou's consumption, they were still priceless.

If it could be converted into spirit stones, the half-body Kunpeng fragment that Mu Yu currently possesses could probably buy the entire human race.

Unfortunately, treasures of this caliber are unlikely to be traded by anyone.

Therefore, the remnant of the true spirit within Mu Yu must absolutely not be revealed.

But there's no problem with the Spirit Crystal; most people who recognize it will give True Spirit Luo face.

Even a newly matured true spirit.

"Senior Tianmiao, if the Kunpeng clan wants to do anything to me, you must be prepared. In case of the worst-case scenario, I will summon the True Spirit Rahu."

Mu Yu whispered a message to Tianmiao Linghuang, then noticed that the Great Elder of the Tianpeng Clan had suppressed the Kunpeng True Spirit within the Spirit Sealing Tower, before putting the Spirit-Suppressing Crystal away again.

Next, the Great Elder of the Tianpeng Clan warmly invited the Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor to a reception room.

Next, the Great Elder of the Tianpeng Clan heard a series of unbelievable words from the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor.

After a long pause, the Great Elder of the Tianpeng Clan took out the clan's sacred artifact and spent a considerable amount of time confirming Mu Yu's identity.

"Young friend Mu, would you mind handing over this magical artifact of yours so I can examine it?"

"Don't worry, with Brother Tianmiao here, I will absolutely not do anything to your treasure."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yu sensed the danger and seek good fortune through his innate ability before taking out the Thunderwind Wings and handing them over to the Great Elder of the Sky Roc Clan.

The Great Elder of the Tianpeng Clan carefully held up the Thunderwind Wings, which were only a few inches in size, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

The amount of Kunpeng essence blood contained in this small magical artifact is almost equal to that of the entire Kunpeng clan.

Seeing the Heavenly Roc Clan's Great Elder looking so distressed, Heavenly Mystic Emperor quickly took out a small jade bottle and said, "Jin Yue, our journey here is to go to the depths of the Abyss."

"If the Tianpeng Clan can provide assistance, then the ten drops of Kunpeng blood in this bottle can be used as a bargaining chip."

As Tianmiao Linghuang spoke, he glanced at Mu Yu with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

In his view, the human race could digest the blood of true spirits internally, so there was no need to give it to the Tianpeng Clan.

The blood of the Kunpeng? Upon hearing the words "blood of the Kunpeng," Jin Yue, the Grand Elder of the Tianpeng Clan, eagerly moved closer.

This blood, which comes from a true spirit, is different from the Kunpeng true blood circulating within the Tianpeng clan.

Although in theory, the true spirit blood within the Tianpeng clan can exert power similar to that of a true spirit, the two are completely incomparable in terms of value or grade.

"This item is merely used to exchange for the qualification to enter the Abyss?"

Jin Yue asked somewhat cautiously.

If this was truly the only request from the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor, she was somewhat hesitant to agree.

After all, these things are too precious. These ten drops of Kunpeng blood, plus the Kunpeng true blood within the Tianpeng clan, are enough to give birth to ten true Tianpeng Holy Sons.

Although the current Tianpeng clan is not facing the same difficulties as it would have been more than 600 years later, there are already signs that they are running out of successors.

"Of course not, I also want a Kunpeng relic."