Just as Qin Mo put away the sand scorpion's demonic cores, a loud noise came from a distance. Then, the yellow sand rose violently and spread everywhere.
Qin Mo's expression changed as he looked.
The golden light rising out of the desert, was not a powerful monster like he had previously thought, but a person.
The newcomer wore a long golden robe outlined in several simple lines with gold wire. His five features were distinct. His slender eyes were slightly narrowed and sharp in color. He was like a dazzling mirage of tomorrow. Even in this hot desert, he was eye-catching.
His eyes swept over the sand scorpion next to him then looked at Qin Mo casually. He said somewhat proudly, "This Daoist friend, I hope you can give me those sand scorpion's demonic cores. You don't have to worry about suffering a loss. I can exchange them with spirit stones with you."
Qin Mo's eyebrows wrinkled at this person's arrogant att.i.tude. His eyes were dark, and he ignored the person's intentions. He collected the scorpions on the ground; Despite its ugly appearance, the sand scorpion's entire body was a treasure. Its blood could refine pills, and the body could be refined into weapons.
The golden-robed man's expression changed, and he jerked forward, throwing his right first in Qin Mo's direction.
A force erupted from him, and dazzling light roared from above, heading directly for Qin Mo.
Qin Mo remained unphased even in the face of that fierce attack. He flipped the sword in his hand and pushed his spirit energy. The sword glinted, s.h.i.+ning around him, and collided with the light.
"Boom!" In a centralized explosion, the sand soared into the air and hovered as a dust cloud around the two. The man's golden aura broke through the sandy veil.
The sand settled, and the man saw Qin Mo still stood in the same place, unharmed. His attack did nothing at all.
"Interesting." The man's eyes flashed with interest at the sight of the safe and sound Qin Mo. Although he hadn't used his full strength, it wasn't easy to remain unscathed.
His eyebrows wrinkled, though, at Qin Mo's black cloak, and he said disdainfully, "Hiding your head but showing your tail, a man should be open and honorable."
The light in his eyes didn't diminish at all. In fact, it grew even hotter. His hands emerged from his sleeves and formed a complicated seal. "Face my next move."
The light surged out from behind him and condensed into a python. It burst toward Qin Mo.
Qin Mo's face hardened, and his movements became solemn.
He and his longsword, once again, became one. Spirit energy rolled over them continuously, and the blade emitted a sharp light, rising to meet the python.
The python was cut to pieces, but the man's expression wasn't one of displeasure. His eyebrows had raised in excitement, and the look in his eyes intensified even further.
"Not bad, not bad, really not bad. You're so interesting, I won't argue over your behavior." The man's tone was still arrogant but revealed a sense of approval.
He twitched and quickly formed a series of hand seals. Ten of the same pythons rose behind him.
They held still, suspended in the air, as pressure poured off of them. Then, under their breath, huge gullies formed in the sand below, and the sand scorpions were reduced to dust.
A heaving sigh came from the pythons' mouths. With a swing of their tails, they darted forward to attack again.
Qin Mo maintained his lack of expression. He turned slightly and the long sword slanted across his chest. Excitement swelled in the depths of his gaze.
"Shattered sky sword," the words fell with a chill, and a large shadow appeared in the heated energy around him. Compared to the visible but soulless Shattered Sky Sword, the power of this one increased tremendously and carried a killing intent that cut through the air.
"Bang!" The entire desert seemed to shake. The gold aura diffused in the air, and a fluctuation of energy surged from the impact point.
The man's pupils shrank, slowly glowing a red-gold. His skin also gained this reddish-golden tint. Qin Mo's flashed in shades of green as green enchantment swirled around him. It was the defensive treasure, that turtle he bought in Qingfeng House.
The fluctuations slowly called.
Both of their clothes were messy by the time it settled.
But ignoring the state of his body, the man laughed. Eyes glittering, still, he shouted, "Very good, come again!"
Qin Mo's expression was relaxed as he grasped his long sword and greeted the man's. .h.i.t.
For a time, the two white and gold figures danced in this silent desert, continuously somersaulting over each other.
Without knowing how much time had pa.s.sed, the two figures separated. The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "It's been a long time since I was this happy."
Qin Mo casually retreated the turtle sh.e.l.l which had several cracks. This had also been a thrill for him.
His opponent watched him strangely for a long time. He seemed to want to see Qin Mo's face through his cloak. He intoned, "Wu Suo."
Qin Mo's mouth curled a little, answering without hesitation, "Qin Mo."
The two hearts synchronized in sympathy.
As son of Weitian City's owner, Wu Suo naturally had many advantages over Qin Mo. It wasn't surprising he had a map of the desert. Being transported to such a dangerous place, Qin Mo's luck was still as bad as ever.
Though Qin Mo and Wu Suo were strong, it still took a long time to get out of the desert. It eventually took over a dozen days.
When they finally saw several villages stretch out before them, Wu Suo's eyebrows climbed. His gaze glowed again and he smiled, "Again?"
Qin Mo's face remained fixed. Over their time together, he had learned Wu Suo's personality well. While he was arrogant, he was also straightforward. Wu Suo wanted the sand scorpion cores because he had the same fire root as the scorpions. Their cores were useful for enhancing his strength.
He also knew Wu Suo had an unusual love for battle. Qin Mo agreed lightly, "Why not?" Through his constant exchanges with Wu Suo, Qin Mo could feel his cultivation stabilizing. He had been relying on pills and demonic cores to advance, and while there wasn't any harm from it, it wasn't very stable.
Wu Suo's face brightened at his reply, and he laughed boisterously, "Great!"
Just as they were about to begin, a familiar voice came from an oblique direction, "Senior Liu?"
Qin Mo and Wu Suo halted at the same time. They turned and saw Wan Xiang looking at Qin Mo with a somewhat complicated expression.
Eyebrows wrinkled, she said slowly after a moment, "Senior… Liu, then the Hidden Moon Domain opened, disciples from the boundary of the forbidden mountain entered. Wu Yongde is with them right now."
She paused; then continued: "They already know you killed the real Senior Liu. They've caught your servant. You'd better leave."
Qin Mo's expression s.h.i.+fted. He remained quiet for a moment then asked, "Where are they?"
Her gaze gained a tinge of anxiety, "You'd better leave now. You shouldn't provoke people from the boundary of the forbidden mountain…"
The atmosphere darkened, and Wan Xiang stopped talking. She sighed. He wouldn't follow her advice. She could only give up their location.
He thanked her, nodded in Wu Suo's direction, and turned his flying sword to leave. Golden light flashed, and Wu Suo stood at his side, smiling at Qin Mo, "I will also go and join in on the fun."
This surprised Qin Mo, a complicated feeling rising in his heart, but he nodded and left.
As she watched Qin Mo leave, Wan Xiang sneered. She had been so kind. She not only hadn't kicked the person while he was down and even tried to help him. Pity people couldn't appreciate it.