217 - We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

### Chapter 217: I Ask You! Where is Xiao Mo? During the few days spent in the City Lord's Mansion, Xiao Mo practiced his swordsmanship daily in the courtyard. In these days, the entire City Lord's Mansion became busy with the disciples of the Forgetful River Sect. This was expected, as the blood sacrificial array was nearing activation, a time when accidents were most likely to occur. Hence, Zhenhao Qian needed to monitor the core of the array daily, while other disciples were tasked to inspect arrays placed in various corners of the city for any damages. Xiao Mo was quite surprised that the senior sister from the Forgetful River Sect didn’t come by. He speculated that perhaps his blood energy was so vigorous that it deterred her, fearing that she might impulsively drain him dry if she came closer. Thus, she refrained from approaching him. Quickly, seven days had passed since Xiao Mo arrived in the city. On this day, with a random pretext, Maple Leaf City closed all its gates, announcing they would reopen at dawn the next day. In the evening, Xiao Mo sat in the courtyard, polishing his Nal Spirit Blade. He polished it over and over until, when he held it up, the gleaming blade reflected his own eyes. As the red ominous energy of the blood sacrificial array began to envelop the city, the citizens of Maple Leaf City remained oblivious, noticing only that the rosy sunset seemed unusually vibrant tonight, even thick and fluid like blood. “It’s about time to leave.” Xiao Mo glanced at the sky, then stood, taking the blade as he stepped out of the courtyard. The array placed outside Xiao Mo’s courtyard and the cultivators guarding it didn’t sense his departure. Soon, as the red glow faded, night slowly draped over the sky, and stars dotted the heavens one by one. An hour before the activation of the blood sacrificial array, the sinister energy could not remain hidden anymore. A thick, scarlet mist began to spread continuously within Maple Leaf City. “Old man, wake up and see this.” In a secluded courtyard of Maple Leaf City, a woman nudged her husband. “What’s the fuss about?” her husband groggily turned, smacking his lips. “Look outside, it’s as red as blood.” The woman persisted, pushing him. Her husband groggily opened his eyes and looked out the window. “What in the world is this?” Outside the window, the blood mist swirled, growing denser. Meanwhile, ordinary citizens in Maple Leaf City who hadn’t yet retired for the night were puzzled by the blood mist, something never seen before. However, some cultivators in the city began sensing that something was terribly wrong. Although their rank was low and their knowledge limited, the sinister aura of the mist set off alarm bells in their souls, signaling that someone intended harm upon the entire city. Yet, with the city sealed and the flight restriction array in effect, prohibiting flight below the Dragon Gate realm, they couldn’t escape from Maple Leaf City even by a step. Moreover, after inhaling the mist for some time, they found their spiritual power obstructed and their bodies growing weak and limp. “Could it be…” Many cultivators looked towards the City Lord’s Mansion in despair, harboring a dreadful suspicion. At the City Lord’s Mansion in Maple Leaf City, Liu Yueya pushed open the courtyard door, entering the secluded area where Xiao Mo resided. Twisting her slender waist, she walked step by step towards the room. Four days! Liu Yueya had endured four whole days. Since catching sight of Xiao Mo, his handsome features and powerful blood energy haunted her thoughts nightly. Especially his untouched vitality — a fatal allure for her. Each morning she awoke dampened by desire. Impatience would spoil the plan, so she held back to savor Xiao Mo at the peak moment. Finally, the fruit was ripe. Time to indulge herself. “Clang.” Liu Yueya gently pushed open Xiao Mo's door, swallowing her longing as she gazed at him asleep on the bed. “Junior Brother Xiao, big sister is here.” Liu Yueya approached him step by step, untying the ribbon at her waist as she moved. With each step forward, a piece of her light clothing fell to the floor beside her fair feet. Eventually, Liu Yueya climbed onto the bed, lying beside Xiao Mo, softly caressing his cheek, whispering, “Since it’s come to this, Junior Brother shouldn’t pretend to sleep anymore. Don't worry, big sister will make sure you're overwhelmed with pleasure.” Just as Liu Yueya leaned closer, her instincts screamed a warning. “Not good!” Swiftly, Liu Yueya performed a hand seal, summoning a talisman. The “Xiao Mo” beside her transformed into a straw effigy, inscribed with runes. “Boom!” With a violent explosion, the entire room was blown apart. Liu Yueya was flung by the blast into the courtyard. "Xiao Mo!!!" Wiping the blood from her lips, she stood, her gaze icy as it fixed on the ruined building before her. Were it not for the precious protective talisman from the sect master, even as a Jindan cultivator, she would've been gravely injured by the blast! Quickly, chaotic footsteps approached from outside the courtyard. Liu Yueya withdrew a set of clothes from her storage pouch and dressed. “Senior Sister?” Seeing the explosion, the approaching Forgetful River Sect disciples froze, puzzled at their senior sister’s presence. Seething with rage, Liu Yueya seized a nearby disciple's collar, her eyes blazing with murderous intent, “I ask you! Where is Xiao Mo?” “Mister Xiao?” The disciple swallowed, “Senior Sister, I don’t know. We’ve been guarding the courtyard, hasn’t Mister Xiao been inside all along?” “Useless!” Liu Yueya struck him with her palm, and he burst into a mist of blood. Other disciples retreated in terror, but Liu Yueya spared them no glance, turning to leave the City Lord’s Mansion. In a western courtyard, Ning Wei lay in the same room as her mother, clutching the jade pendant given by Brother Xiao, warily watching the blood mist outside. Madam Wang, too, felt a deep sense of unease. Though she didn’t know what the mist was, an ominous feeling gnawed at her heart. “Bang!” Deep into the night, the courtyard's tranquility was shattered as the gate was kicked open. Startled, Ning Wei rushed to her mother's side. Madam Wang grabbed a broom, standing protectively in front of her daughter, eyes fixed tensely on the door. “Crash!” The door splintered as masked figures stormed in. “What do you want?” Madam Wang clutched the broom tighter. “Kill them!” At the lead masked figure's command, the attackers drew longswords, lunging at them both. Thirty miles from Maple Leaf City, a young maiden traveling the world raised her head, looking towards a direction. She saw the blood mist rising high in the distance. With clear eyes blinking, she quickened her pace. (End of Chapter)