CHAPTER 209: 208. CONTINUE "NITPICKING" (3/4)

"This..."

The people around were stunned by what they saw.

Elder Hua, with a Lower Profound Realm Cultivation, had mastered a Yellow Level Middle Grade Vein Technique to the Great Success Realm, yet was not a match for a single strike.

Even Bai Peng now looked at Yu Mo with a different gaze.

"Come back."

Wen Ping’s voice echoed hauntingly.

As his voice spread, everyone involuntarily swallowed, their eyes curiously fixated on the user of the sword, questioning silently—who exactly is this person?

In the Thunder Pool at that moment, amidst the shimmering waves, dozens of electric eels surrounded the elder surnamed Hua, releasing white electric light in the water. In an instant, the water violently churned, and Elder Hua sprang out of the pool!

Though he had emerged, he was in an extremely sorry state; his long spear had snapped into two pieces, with a deep sword wound left on his chest. Having been so beaten in his own place and in front of so many people, Elder Hua, burning with rage, was about to rush forward recklessly.

However, he was stopped by Bai Peng, who then looked at Yu Mo and asked, "Are you perhaps the Wandering Sword Yu Mo?"

Few people could surpass Elder Hua in a single strike with distinctive sword techniques; those at the Invincible Level Lower Profound Realm could do it, but there’s no second person as devoted to using Sword Aura. He dared to assert that the person before him must be Wandering Sword Yu Mo.

Upon hearing Bai Peng’s inquiry, Yu Mo did not answer immediately; instead, he retreated behind Wen Ping.

After coming to a halt, he finally spoke, "While going, I do not change my name; while sitting, I do not alter my surname. Wandering Sword Yu Mo."

These words left the people present somewhat surprised.

The One-star Sect and the Two-star Sect members both looked at Yu Mo with disbelief, as if finding it hard to accept that the person before them was indeed Yu Mo. Not until they closely observed the sword in Yu Mo’s hand did they fully believe.

Actually, among those present were some in the Middle Profound Realm, but even they were particularly astonished at Yu Mo joining the Immortal Sect.

If there was a strong figure in East Lake who was indifferent to fame and fortune and unwilling to join any influence, it must be none other than Yu Mo. They always believed that it would only be on the day of his demise that the lone traveler might halt his journey.

"Indeed it’s you! It’s unexpected that the Wandering Sword Yu Mo, who spent most of his life with the sky as his blanket and the earth as his bed, joined a Sect. It’s truly rare... However, do you know this is Extreme Realm Mountain!"

Bai Peng’s words gradually made the atmosphere more tense, as disciples and stewards from Extreme Realm Mountain gathered from all directions. Just as conflicts were about to erupt again, Wen Ping spoke.

"Elder Bai, really going to fight?"

Bai Peng snorted coldly and said abruptly, "Humph, it’s not about fighting, but you have offended my Extreme Realm Mountain, and some price must be paid!"

Little did he know, when Bai Peng said this, people from the Three-star Sect who had been standing far away silently turned around. A charming woman twisted her body, carried a scent that bewitches and captures souls, and proceeded on the way back.

The middle-aged man followed closely.

Neither said a word.

Seeing this, Bai Peng couldn’t be bothered with Wen Ping’s affairs at that moment. He ran over immediately, clasped his hands, and said, "Sorry for today’s sudden commotion disturbing you. How about we go to my residence for a drink?"

The charming woman responded, "We came to Extreme Realm Mountain on orders and merely wanted to see your Extreme Realm Mountain. If you want to fight, then we will leave first and visit Flying Fish Island and Qingkong Mountain after the trial starts in five days."

"No fight, no fight..."

While saying this, Bai Peng glared at Wen Ping with a resentful look. Though his anger had already flared up like a raging fire, today’s goal wasn’t to seek revenge on Wen Ping, but to showcase Extreme Realm Mountain’s potential to the Three-star Sect.

Seeing the scene unfold, Wen Ping revealed a blissful expression on his face.

Just lacking one inadequacy, if a fight broke out now, how could one find the inadequacies of Extreme Realm Mountain?

Yet Wen Ping’s demeanor changed the meaning of this in the eyes of the charming woman. She walked up to Wen Ping, looked him up and down, and then said lightly, "No need to thank me, I have something that requires your help."

"Didn’t even thank..."

Wen Ping replied helplessly.

The charming woman paid no heed to his words, as if she hadn’t heard them, and continued, "I don’t know whether these faults you’ve pointed out are true or false, but why not continue and let me listen."

Wen Ping laughed in response, "You want to hear? Sure, then I’ll tell you."

At this moment, the charming woman turned to Bai Peng and asked, "Elder Bai, is there anything else to show us?"

"Yes!"

Bai Peng nodded quickly.

Having so many people present, it was actually inappropriate to divulge the Inner Sect’s Cultivation Area; he was confident that with the Thunder Pool alone, he could make the Three-star Influence collaborate with them, having Extreme Realm Mountain assist in cultivating 13 Realms.

But now, Wen Ping had disrupted things by spouting all sorts of baseless words, and Bai Peng had to disclose more.

Though nodding, his gaze conveyed an intent to kill Wen Ping, and he gritted his teeth before instructing the Steward beside him, "Please have everyone stay here, then go to open the Ming Chamber."

Ming Chamber!

Wen Ping’s interest piqued upon hearing these words.

As Extreme Realm Mountain members blocked everyone behind the Thunder Pool, there was some disappointment among them, but it couldn’t be helped. People couldn’t help but inwardly acknowledge the terrifying foundation of Extreme Realm Mountain, with the Thunder Pool being a harsh reveal.

What of this so-called Ming Chamber, could it be even more terrifying?

Before long, Wen Ping and a dog followed the charming woman deeper into Extreme Realm Mountain, arriving at a stone gate. Even standing outside the gray stone gate, Wen Ping could still sense the ancient aura that swept over him.

Bai Peng stepped forward at this moment, slowly pulled open the stone gate, revealing an expansive stone chamber within.

Inside the chamber, dense inscriptions covered the walls, incomprehensible to everyone present. Yet Bai Peng’s expression remained solemn, but he didn’t obstruct Wen Ping, seemingly allowing him to look freely.

Wen Ping, somewhat puzzled, questioned why Bai Peng didn’t oppose this at all?

Though the Three-star Sect members requested his presence, he was still an outsider; it wasn’t good for him to bear witness to the secrets of Extreme Realm Mountain.

At this point, Bai Peng said, "You two, this is the Forbidden Land of our Extreme Realm Mountain, only open to Core Disciples. Our Sect Leader has declared that if the sects of you two are willing to assist our Extreme Realm Mountain, it will welcome disciples from your sects without restriction, freely allowing them to cultivate here in the Ming Chamber."

"What is this?"

The charming woman stepped inside, touched the cold stone wall, and meticulously traced the peculiar secret patterns. But apart from the cold sensation of the stone, no other anomalies were discerned.

Instinctively, the charming woman cast her gaze toward Wen Ping, who stood entranced before the stone wall.

Seeing this, Bai Peng said indifferently, "Wen Ping, you can’t understand it. It’s not an electric eel; the more you’ve traveled and seen, the more you’ll recognize. How else would you think the elder of the Three-star Sect allowed you to come, thinking you could really come?"

Not even Wen Ping, indeed the entire East Lake, could comprehend these ancient inscriptions.

These ancient inscriptions constructed this unique Ming Chamber.

This is the true foundation of Extreme Realm Mountain!

Not about hard choices or nit-picking, Bai Peng thought if Wen Ping could recognize a single character, he would submit in prostration!

Just then, Wen Ping nonchalantly interjected, "Dragon Wall Text, it’s actually a Spirit Gathering Array!"