Immortal Rebel: The Obstacles!

Many white crystals float inside the statue, and in the very center is a black stone figure sitting cross-legged.

The stone figure's appearance was identical to that of the surrounding statues, and streaks of purple light connected the stone figure to several locations within the statues.

A light screen then appeared inside the statue, and as it flickered, the scene outside was clearly visible.

A ball of light swiftly flew out from inside the stone figure. At the same time, countless points of light converged from all directions, merging into the ball of light and gradually forming a small figure about a foot tall.

The little man looked weak and his whole body was dull and lifeless, looking like a child. This man was Wu Yu, Ah Dai's master, and one of the founders of the Corpse Yin Sect of Zhao State.

Wu Yu was filled with a myriad of thoughts. The person outside possessed such immense magical power that he probably wouldn't last more than an hour inside the statue. Wu Yu shook his head with a bitter expression, looked at the arrogant Li Mozhi outside, and the bound Ah Dai beside him, and said weakly.

"Fellow Daoist, may we speak?"

"Since you know my name, if it wasn't sent by my senior brother Ye Zizai to rescue me, then it must have been a helper hired by my traitorous corpse puppet. If it's the latter, could you please let Ah Dai go? He doesn't understand these things. I'm willing to come out and discuss this in detail."

Li Mozhi waved his hand, and the spell binding Ah Dai instantly dissipated. His tone hardened, and he slowly said, "Alright."

The instant the spell dissipated, Ah Dai first yelled at Li Mozhi a few times, seemingly cursing him filthyly, then his figure blurred and he rushed towards the statue.

The moment Ah-Dai ran to the statue, a Nascent Soul about a foot tall floated out from inside the statue. It first bowed to Li Mozhi, and then gently floated down to sit on Ah-Dai's shoulder.

Upon seeing Wu Yu, Ah Dai seemed to have found his pillar of support. He chattered away at Li Mozhi, then glared angrily at her.

Wu Yu gently patted Ah Dai's head and said, "Ah Dai, don't be rude to him."

Ah Dai's expression immediately softened, but his eyes remained wary as he stared at Li Mozhi.

Seeing that Li Mozhi's traitorous corpse puppet was not behind him, Wu Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "It seems there's still a chance for things to turn around."

Li Mozhi's eyes flashed, and he said succinctly to Wu Yu, "I am neither your senior brother Ye Zizai's helper nor your traitorous corpse puppet's accomplice."

"I subdued your traitorous corpse puppet, learned about your deeds from him, and this place is where eight stone beads converged, which is why I found you here."

"I won't interfere in your affairs, but if you're willing to do me a favor, I can guarantee your survival."

Wu Yu looked deep in thought, his mind racing.

"This person was able to subdue a corpse puppet in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, so his strength must be unfathomable. Since my failed attempt to possess Ah Dai, most of my Nascent Soul energy has dissipated, and my strength has been greatly reduced."

"And given his strength, taking me down would just be a bit of a hassle, but he didn't do that. If I agree to his demands, I might survive; if I don't, I'm doomed."

After a moment of silence, Wu Yu bowed to Li Mozhi and said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist, please feel free to ask me for any help you may have."

Li Mozhi's brows relaxed slightly, and he said in a gentle tone, "No rush, it's not the right time yet. I will come to find you when the time is right."

"You don't need to descend from this statue. Just stay inside it for now. As for Ah Dai, he only has the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment stage, so just let him be."

Wu Yu's tone relaxed at first, but when he heard about Ah Dai, he spoke to Li Mozhi in a serious tone.

"Fellow Daoist, don't underestimate him. Ah Dai's origins are extremely mysterious. To escape the pursuit of the corpse puppets, I happened to hide inside this statue, where Ah Dai was sleeping. I attempted to possess him, but I didn't expect him to possess a world-destroying power, which caused my possession to fail. I barely escaped from his body by leaving behind a large amount of Nascent Soul Qi. In my opinion, Ah Dai probably holds a great secret!"

"Nonsense, how could I not know? I also know he's the young patriarch of the Immortal Remnant Clan! If you, a Nascent Soul cultivator, were to possess him, that would be truly unbelievable."

Li Mozhi silently complained in his heart, but on the surface he nodded solemnly and looked at Adai with a look of great interest.

"Oh? I really didn't know that. When I first met him, I only thought he was a corpse puppet of your Corpse Yin Sect. I never expected him to have such an identity. However, with my cultivation level, I can't see through his abilities. Let him be." Li Mozhi said slowly after scanning him with his divine sense.

Seeing this, Wu Yu said no more and used his mental connection with Ah Dai to tell him not to stay here to protect him.

Ah-Dai immediately understood, but he was still worried about Wu Yu's safety. He pointed at Li Mozhi with his right hand and made a few strange noises.

Wu Yu chuckled, patted Ah Dai's head, and said gently, "Don't worry, he won't hurt me."

Ah Dai was finally relieved. Before leaving, he grinned at Li Mozhi, pointed at Li Mozhi with his right hand, and then immediately pointed at Wu Yu, making an "X" gesture before leaving with peace of mind.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be offended, fellow Daoist, please don't be offended," Wu Yu said with a wry smile after seeing this.

Li Mozhi chuckled lightly, waved his hand to indicate that he didn't mind, and then slowly said, "You go first, I'll call you if I need anything."

……

Time flew by, and eighty-nine days had passed in the blink of an eye. Li Mozhi sat cross-legged on one side of the deep wilderness, silently calculating the time in his heart.

"Eighty-nine days have passed, and there are only a few hours left until the ninetieth day. Soon I can receive the reward for blocking a season!" Li Mozhi was thrilled.

"I didn't expect we could hold them off for so long. We have to thank Zi Xuan. Luckily, I didn't kill him back then," Li Mozhi muttered to himself.

Not counting the time before, Zi Xuan has kept Wang Lin trapped in the wild jungle for sixty-one days.

After the competition ended that day, Zi Xuan saw that Wang Lin had absorbed his natal flame without breaking a sweat, which aroused his interest. He offered to take Wang Lin to cultivate in the wild jungle.

Wang Lin naturally agreed. With a Nascent Soul stage expert by his side, he wasn't afraid of the ancestor of the Teng family.

Furthermore, after Li Mozhi returned the demon beast's soul blood, the white ape would send Foundation Establishment stage demon beasts to fight against Wang Lin on a regular basis, allowing Wang Lin to accumulate practical combat experience.

Wang Lin was puzzled by this, but he still attributed the credit to Zi Xuan, believing it to be the result of a discussion between Zi Xuan and the white ape.

Just as Li Mozhi was quietly waiting for the last hour, something unexpected happened!

While Wang Lin was cultivating, he was condensing his first Cold Pill. The massive Yin-cold energy was constantly being absorbed by his body and rapidly entered the vortex of his dantian. His dantian was like a black hole, constantly devouring all the Yin-cold energy within a radius of a thousand feet. However, it was still not enough to condense the first Cold Pill.

At this moment, Wang Lin's eyes were closed, and his face was pale, as if he had stopped breathing.

"Damn it, the Yin energy is insufficient. If the attack fails, the foundation will definitely be damaged! We must change locations!" Zi Xuan, who was protecting Wang Lin, had a solemn expression and his lips moved slightly as he told Li Mozhi about the situation in the distance.

After obtaining Li Mozhi's permission, he made a hand seal with his right hand, and a cloud of black mist immediately surrounded Wang Lin. With a swift movement, he quickly carried Wang Lin into the jungle ruins.

Li Mozhi watched the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, put one hand to his forehead, and smiled helplessly. He looked at the interception time, which was stuck at eighty-nine days, and cursed under his breath.

"Hold!"