Covering the Sky: Becoming an Emperor Through Sole Cultivation of the Sea of ​​Wheels

Chapter 107 Outrageous Rumors

Five-colored auspicious clouds gathered beneath the feet of the five-colored divine ox, which then flew up and carried Mo Wuji on its back.

Mo Wuji destroyed another Xuanyu Platform and opened a void passage.

Mo Wuji rode an ox into the void passage, his whole body surrounded by five-colored auspicious light, exuding an indescribable ethereal and otherworldly aura, like an enlightened immortal.

All the cultivators nearby prostrated themselves on the ground, gazing up at this scene, none daring to make a move, for fear of provoking a thunderous strike from the quasi-emperor weapon.

Finally, the auspicious clouds and colorful sunset disappeared along with Mo Wuji.

The monks erupted in a clamor that resounded through the heavens and shook the night sky.

"My God, that's the Quasi-Emperor Weapon, the Purple Gold Gourd!"

"Mo Wuji is actually the master of the Eight Trigrams Palace! Who would have thought!"

Many cultivators were in a daze; clearly, this news had a huge impact on them!

"Such talent! Such good fortune! Are we witnessing the rise of a young emperor?"

"Will our Ziwei Star Region witness two young emperors vying for supremacy? What a magnificent golden age this will be!"

"Alas... how could such a remarkable person have fallen into the trap of human desires?"

Thinking of this, many cultivators looked enviously at the Guanghan Palace master and disciples not far away.

Beautiful women love heroes. Could it be that Yi Qingwu saw Mo Wuji's potential back then and directly got involved?

But why didn't Mo Wuji take Yi Qingwu and her master with him this time?

Could it be that the most beautiful woman in the world is pursuing Mo Wuji?!

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with it?

Yi Qingwu stood on the clouds, her clothes fluttering, her slender figure captivating. She was the reincarnation of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, her beauty unreal, her whole body flawless, every inch of her skin radiant, leaving all the cultivators present mesmerized.

Gazing in the direction Mo Wuji had left, Yi Qingwu remained silent for a long time, a posture that only fueled further speculation.

A beautiful young woman with a unique charm, the Palace Mistress of Guanghan Palace, stepped forward and said, "Alright, let's go back to the palace. Your senior and junior sisters are very worried about you."

The master and disciples of Guanghan Palace, who were even more radiant than the bright moon in the sky, have departed, but the news here spreads much faster than they could traverse the void.

Mo Wuji breaks through the Four Extremes to transcend tribulation! Mo Wuji is the master of the Eight Trigrams Palace!

Each of these messages could cause a huge uproar in Luzhou and even the entire Ziwei Star Region.

Even more outrageous rumors say that the most beautiful woman in the world, Yi Qingwu, once spent half a month with Mo Wuji exploring the path of human desire.

In the end, even the current Palace Master of Guanghan Palace, who came to find his disciple, joined in!

This was originally a rumor that sounded absurd, but coincidentally, Mo Wuji had used the Bitter Sea technique when he fought with Li Tian in Taiyin Divine City, and now it had been dug up.

Yi Qingwu disappeared around that time!

Could these two have gotten together in the City of the Moon God?

Now everything matches up!

Li Tian, ​​who was lingering in the pleasure quarters of Taiyin Divine City, spat out a mouthful of spiritual wine and grabbed the jade-like beauty in his arms, whose clothes were half undone.

"What did you say?!"

"Mo Wuji is the successor of the Eight Trigrams Palace! How come I didn't know that!"

"Guest, I just heard this news from my sisters..."

Li Tian's rude behavior was not particularly noteworthy, and for a moment the hall was filled with the aroma of wine.

After making some inquiries, Li Tian confirmed that the news was true.

He slumped to the ground, pinching his thigh, only to find the pain was quite intense.

"This isn't a dream, God! What's wrong with this world?!"

"This kid was the one who stabbed me in the back last time! And I was the last to find out, what kind of nonsense is this?"

"This kid is truly a traitor to his master! But he actually accomplished what I've always dreamed of: a rider who betrays his master, and from the renowned, pristine Guanghan Palace no less!"

In such places of pleasure, the rumors that circulate will naturally tend to be less respectable.

According to local legend, Mo Wuji has almost seduced two generations of the Guanghan Palace Masters. Next, this prodigy who will surely lead the revival of the entire human desire path is already extending his devilish claws towards all the fairies of the Guanghan Palace.

After all, during this period, the fairies of Guanghan Palace, who are usually detached from worldly affairs, have all been acting out, which is really too abnormal. At this time, Mo Wuji is also getting together with the goddess of Guanghan Palace. Being close to her, it's hard not to have wild thoughts.

Li Tian sighed in admiration, "Should I, the God of Human Desires, really step down and yield the throne to a more worthy successor?"

Yan Yixi, who was searching for Mo Wuji in Taiyin Divine City, stopped in her tracks after hearing news of him. After all, she had just been discussing with her junior brother that their fellow disciple must have met with misfortune.

But this time, he actually survived! And he even became an unparalleled genius!

The True Tribulation of Taiyin, the True Tribulation of Taiyang, and the Chaos Thunder—these were all life-or-death trials for him at that moment, yet Mo Wuji had survived them all!

A descendant of the Eight Trigrams Palace? A quasi-Emperor's weapon? What is all this? Is this the same young man I saved back then?

Using the sea of ​​suffering as a vessel! This idea is truly... truly... groundbreaking throughout history.

When news of Yi Qingwu spread, Yan Yixi felt as if the sky had fallen! This couldn't be true!

No! Fairy of Light Dance!

It seemed as if snowflakes were falling from the sky.

It looked like the incredibly handsome Yan Yixi was about to slide down the wall to the ground.

Suddenly, a group of beautiful female cultivators rushed out.

"Young master, what's wrong? Come to my house and rest."

"No, young master, please come to my house instead. My house has excellent medicinal herbs that can help you nourish your body."

"You vixen, get out of my way!"

"Who is this sly fox calling a sly fox?"

The female cultivators began to vie for Yan Yixi, engaging in open and covert struggles, their words concealing malice.

Also in the Taiyin Divine City, inside the Ziwei Palace, a woman was still gazing out from behind the railing. She had long, slender legs, a perfect figure, and snow-white, translucent skin. Her purple dress fluttered in the breeze.

This is an unparalleled beauty; her looks are enough to bring chaos to the world and bewitch all living beings. If it weren't for her spirited phoenix eyes, she would be a modern-day Daji (a legendary femme fatale in Chinese mythology).

Princess Yue Shi heard that Mo Wuji had been severely injured several times during the Heavenly Tribulation and was on the verge of death.

Her heart clenched, and she could hardly breathe. She felt as if she could empathize with the scene, and she couldn't even bear to imagine it.

Upon hearing the news that Mo Wuji had successfully passed the trial, Princess Yue Shi smiled, a smile so enchanting that it seemed to steal the sun's brilliance from the sky.

The maid who came to report this couldn't help but feel her heart flutter.

Upon hearing the rumors about Yi Qingwu and Mo Wuji, Princess Yue Shi's beautiful brows furrowed.

"Impossible, this is fake! He's not that kind of person."

The maid understood immediately; it seemed she must never discuss such matters in front of the princess again.

Princess Yue Shi's inner reaction was far more intense than what she showed.

That spot was clearly mine! Mine! Yi Qingwu, you're so awful!

Although Mo Wuji had already left, the atmosphere in the Taiyin God Lord's family in the Divine Palace was still as oppressive as ever.

The air around them was almost frozen, causing everyone in the Taiyin Divine Sect to tremble with fear.

When news of Mo Wuji's breakthrough came back, the Taiyin Divine Lord's family naturally had indescribably complex feelings.

The Taiyin God was relieved that he wouldn't have to worry about being tortured to death in the future.

The Moon Goddess is filled with resentment. That bastard dared to defile Fairy Yi Qingwu!

Lady Shen was curious; this guy had come and gone in such a hurry, she hadn't expected him to be such a peerless genius.

But to outsiders, they naturally had to appear furious, saying things like, "What are you all good for?!"

"They actually let Mo Wuji, whom I ordered to be wanted, swagger into the Taiyin Divine City and then swagger away!"

"Is my 3000th birthday celebration just a spectacle for everyone to laugh at?!"

The Taiyin God Lord and his family took the opportunity to vent their resentment. In their eyes, these subordinates were truly useless; otherwise, how could they have allowed Mo Wuji to advance so easily?

To subject one's entire family to the control of others.

After being severely reprimanded by the Divine Lord, the cultivators of the Taiyin Divine Sect nodded meekly. The cultivation world was far more cruel than the mortal world.

too much.

Your boss is not only related to your future financial prospects, but even if you dislike him and want to switch places with him, you will eventually find in despair that you can't switch at all.

Even if you risk your life, you might not be able to harm a single hair on their head.

At this moment, someone suddenly had a brilliant idea: "Your Majesty, I have an idea!"

"Haven't you recently been facing a rather troublesome situation with dozens of forces coming to our Taiyin Divine Sect demanding explanations?"

"In my opinion, why don't we pin the blame for the disappearance of these dozens of prodigies on Mo Wuji? Wouldn't that resolve our dilemma?"

Mo Wuji's meddling certainly made the Taiyin God Lord's 3,000th birthday celebration a laughing stock, and this tactic did indeed serve to divert attention.

But upon hearing this, the young and beautiful priestess immediately stood up. "No!"

The cultivators of the Taiyin Divine Sect looked up in surprise. Why would the Divine Master's wife protect that scoundrel Mo Wuji?

But to everyone's surprise, the Taiyin God Lord did not react at all, and even nodded in agreement.

Although this suggestion inadvertently revealed the truth, it was precisely this kind of thing that the Taiyin God Lord most wanted to conceal.

What if the Taiyin Divine Sect targets Mo Wuji and, in a fit of rage, refuses to give his family of three the antidote for next year?

But to the Taiyin Divine Cult cultivators below, the deity and his wife seemed strange.

Inside the Taiyin Divine City, in a magnificent divine palace, three incredibly valiant young cultivators were exchanging cultivation experiences.

They recited various key points and wonderful methods.

Myriad rays of light bloomed, and the celestial music of the Great Dao was sung. Each of these three was like a god or a demon.

When the turmoil from the outside world reached this place, this discussion was put on hold.

With an ordinary appearance and short stature, only the crimson halo swirling behind him revealed his extraordinary nature. Upon hearing the words "Master of the Eight Views Palace," Yin Tiande's usually calm mind was unusually stirred.

This was the formidable enemy he considered his greatest adversary, so naturally he had to take it seriously.

He asked, "Mo Wuji, who is this person? I feel like I've heard this name before."

The Taoist Sanque replied, "Brother Tiande, you truly have a short memory. Isn't this Mo Wuji the same scoundrel from the Taoist sect who was rumored to have had an affair with Fairy Yi Qingwu?"

"At the time, none of us took it to heart and just laughed it off."

"I never expected that this person would be the successor of the Bajing Palace, which has become famous in recent years."

Lu Ya, the sixth prince of the Golden Crow Clan, reacted even more violently, his eyes wide with rage, his golden hair flying wildly even without wind, almost standing upside down.

His entire being seemed to be ignited, and Lu Ya transformed into a golden torch, with a towering Fusang phantom appearing behind him, causing a rumble in the void.

Lu Ya gritted his teeth and said, "I never imagined that this ant would one day bring such great losses to our clan. We should have killed this traitor at all costs back then!"

No wonder Lu Ya lost his composure like that.

Leaving aside those powerful beings and divine weapons, his father was severely injured by the villain Mo Wuji, the master of the Eight Views Palace.

His injuries have yet to be healed; he was once an unparalleled king! Now, only his head remains, recuperating in his ancestral land.

Compared to his previous domineering attitude, what a huge difference this is!

The younger brothers sent word that their once incredibly valiant and seemingly omnipotent father had recently become extremely depressed, and if this continued, they might as well start preparing for his funeral.

In fact, in terms of blood relatives alone, Lu Ya had another brother who died at the hands of Mo Wuji, namely the tenth prince of the Golden Crow who was killed by the Vajra Bracelet.

The golden mace in Mo Wuji's hand was originally this person's weapon.

However, this unsolved case has not yet been solved by the Golden Crow Clan.

So, the feud between Mo Wuji and the Golden Crow Clan was truly shocking when you actually calculated it; it really put this transport captain in a tough spot.

Of the three, only the Taoist Sanque remained calm. However, all of his sworn brothers had fallen at the hands of Mo Wuji. Could he possibly escape?

That day is not far off.

A deep sense of malice enveloped the Three-Missing Daoist, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

What's going on? It seems like something bad is about to happen.

The Three-Missing Taoist comforted himself—it's all an illusion; we cultivators don't believe in fate.

He calmly analyzed the information he had gathered, and then commented, "If the information is true, then Mo Wuji's ability to break through the Four Extremes and then pass through three Heavenly Tribulations is comparable to Brother Tiande's!"

Yin Tiande remained calm upon hearing this. If a prodigy doesn't have this confidence, can he still be called a prodigy?

He said to the sixth prince of the Golden Crow Clan with righteous indignation, "Lu Ya, you and I are sworn brothers, your hatred is my hatred."

"I will defeat Mo Wuji and take his head as a gift to your Golden Crow clan!"

As he spoke, Yin Tiande resonated with the heavens and earth, as if the myriad principles of the universe were rippling with his every word and action.

A long cry of a celestial phoenix emanated from Yin Tiande's body, piercing through clouds and splitting rocks, its sound carrying for hundreds of miles, truly extraordinary.

Lu Ya rejected Yin Tiande's suggestion. The Golden Crow Clan was so proud and arrogant that they would not let others do such a thing for them.

In particular, Lu Ya is the most outstanding prodigy of the Golden Crow Clan in this generation, representing the face of the clan, so naturally he cannot show the slightest weakness.

"No need, I can handle my own affairs. There's no need for you to do this, brother."

"Although that thief has established a formidable reputation, a closer examination reveals that he only relied on the power of his weapons."

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"Mo Wuji himself has no impressive achievements. The so-called peerless genius is just a bunch of ignorant cultivators praising him. This thief is nothing but a show-off."

"Give me the chance for a fair fight, and I will personally slay this villain to atone for the sins of my people!"

These words practically burst from Lu Ya's mouth, each one powerful and resounding.

Lu Ya's golden hair danced in the air, and his body radiated an incomparably dazzling golden light, like a golden holy spirit descending to earth.

Sensing Lu Ya's determination, what could Yin Tiande and Sanque Daoren, the two sworn brothers, say?

Sworn brothers are, in the end, just sworn brothers.

"Drink this cup to the brim, and may you achieve immediate success."

"Then I'll consider this an early celebration!"

"By the way, what have you been up to lately, Brother Duanmu?"

"Yi Qingwu has openly rejected him several times already, surely he should give up this time?"

"This Yi Qingwu is really ungrateful. She looks down on the dignified Taiyin Goddess and actually consorts with the successor of the Human Desire Path. The Guanghan Palace is truly getting worse with each generation."

"I heard he recently made some progress and went into seclusion."

Duanmu Ming's injuries had not fully healed, and in order to avoid revealing any flaws, the Taiyin Divine Child ordered him to hide at home and not see anyone. He was truly in a terrible predicament.