CHAPTER 356: CHAPTER 102: NOT EVEN LETTING GO OF THE HEADS

"Might as well maximize the spiritual material output and see if it can speed up the recovery of the eyeball’s injuries. Hmm, shouldn’t be a big issue."

Li Mo inspected the fleshy sphere, noticing crude refining marks.

It wasn’t from the Dan Ghost Sect, but there’s undoubtedly a medium-to-large Alchemy Dao sect behind it—a blood-scented great white shark.

Li Mo found it hard to imagine the sheer chaos the Cultivation World would descend into once the turmoil surrounding the No-Life Mother commenced.

"Holding the identity of one of the Thirteen Immortals really is a blazing hot potato."

Li Mo withdrew the severed finger from between his brows, and infinite darkness surged forth once again.

He infused his Divine Sense into the severed finger, and the Blessed Land Cave Heaven opened up clearly before him. Obviously, the finger’s enhancement didn’t require him to open a hole in his skull.

In a sense, it also served as Luo Fu Immortal’s warning to him.

Si Rui Workshop and Li Mo had been close, but before disappearing, it didn’t divulge a single piece of information, showing it didn’t intend to let Li Mo intervene.

"Ah, let’s deal with the immediate benefits first."

Li Mo’s thoughts stirred; countless cancer cells infiltrated the fatty corpse, manipulating it to gather towards a particular space.

The poison beasts began to stir.

Except for the leech poison beast, which had already left the Blessed Land Cave Heaven, the remaining three grew restless.

Li Mo exerted all his efforts to use Array Dao Divine Power, then mapped out the poison beasts’ backs, setting up arrays sufficient to isolate their mutation.

......

"What the hell is going on? Damn it, does the damn thing want me dead before settling down?"

Luo Kai’s face was full of terror. The centipede poison beast, driven by instinct, began crawling into the deep, dark void, sending shivers down his spine.

The imbalance in his mental realm caused the mutation of his body to intensify.

Luo Kai had no means of counteracting it, helplessly watching as his body began to undergo grotesque transformations. At the same time, his vision grew broader.

Swooosh.

A blood vessel swept past from afar, splashing countless oily liquid.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

Luo Kai’s mind crumbled a little, desperately suppressing his perception, paying no attention to the countless demon cultivators succumbing to madness in the town.

Within the range of the giant eyeball’s activity, everything seemed to grow disturbingly distorted.

Merely the residual power of an organ wielded such abhorrent influence—how unfathomable must the No-Life Mother be? Likely even deceitful objects couldn’t touch her in the slightest.

"Elder Qing Mountain, it feels like catastrophe follows every encounter with you."

Luo Kai couldn’t hold back and retched, vomiting eyeballs from his stomach.

Even as a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, he couldn’t endure the ravaging effects of the giant eyeball, let alone the low-realm demon cultivators. The town suffered heavy casualties.

Just as Luo Kai’s consciousness began to wane.

He suddenly saw the toad poison beast emerge—its mouth appendage frantically devouring the blood and flesh of the centipede poison beast.

The toad poison beast grew increasingly massive, yet under the array’s protective umbrella, the citizens avoided disruption.

The other two poison beasts were fully consumed, leaving the toad poison beast potentially reaching 2,500 meters in length, with toxic vapor concentration unimaginable.

"Hahaha, your luck isn’t half bad, Luo Kai, still alive."

Li Mo flung out the Blood Soul, pulling Luo Kai into the array’s bounded region.

Luo Kai didn’t even have the strength to speak, watching helplessly as Li Mo casually slashed away, removing all mutated organs from his body.

"I give up..."

Although the mutated organs hindered recovery, they were also extremely valuable.

They were highly sought-after blood-and-flesh spiritual materials.

Li Mo forced him to drink some Corpse Wine and tossed him into a spare seclusion room in Poison Clothes Qinghong Workshop, leaving it up to Luo Kai to suppress his mutation or not.

The town on the centipede poison beast’s back had transformed into ruins, with Skin Painting Sect disciples only a few surviving.

Some went mad, others perished.

Another Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator vanished without a trace—most likely attempting to escape the Blessed Land Cave Heaven only to get lost in the surrounding darkness.

The Soul Summoning Lamp fared no better.

After entering the Blessed Land Cave Heaven, the sect’s entire disciples were annihilated—some even resorted to killing one another. Their corpses were covered in bite marks.

Only Poison Clothes Qinghong Workshop managed to minimize losses, thanks to Li Mo’s intervention, suffering around just ten to twenty percent.

Furthermore, six to seven thousand Poison Martial Artists successfully entered the Tao in their childhood phase by absorbing the poisonous miasma. Han Cai endowed many with the status of Outer Disciples of the Heart Beast Sect.

Groups of Poison Martial Artists moved swiftly within the array.

Han Cai spearheaded the cleansing of medicine fields, anticipating a tenfold increase in spiritual material production.

Li Mo planned to refine the surplus material into elixir pills beneficial to the giant eyeball, hoping they could fulfill their purpose and complete a special page.

"If it doesn’t work, I’ll source spiritual material from the Corpse Mountain Mini World; let’s hope all goes well."

Li Mo stared at the toad poison beast.

He suspected that as the poison beast continued to expand in size, it might involve even more perilous Blessed Land Cave Heaven territories.

There were pros and cons.

If every No-Life Mother’s organ contained a special page, there might be a slim chance of achieving an Immortal Body.

"Heh, if my cheap master benefits, I’ll take some too—why not?"

Li Mo confirmed the medicine fields of Qinghong Workshop were progressing smoothly before beginning to harvest his gains from the Blessed Land Cave Heaven.

Brains extracted from corpses one after another.

The White Bone Spider busily feasted, propelling the growth of his White Bone Treasure Body.

The Artifact Soul Spirit Pattern surged forward to twenty spirit patterns, catching up to Da Ai Mi Tian’s advancement.

"Let me return to Falling Abyss in the Sub-Device Sect. There’s a chance of promoting the White Bone Treasure Body into a high-grade magical treasure, haha."

Li Mo licked his lips, suddenly realizing the Sub-Device Sect was a treasure trove.

Unfortunately, his strength didn’t allow it—the Divine Separation Stage Mother Furnace was no easy match, and failure might attract the attention of Chen Tiangang.

Li Mo parsed additional techniques and magics.

The Blood Sword Intent’s "Motherly Love as the Great Mysterious Skill," initially thought to be similar to ordinary Affiliated Sword Sect inheritances requiring dependency on flying sword cultivation.

Turned out the Blood Sword Intent harbored profound insights into sword arrays, enriching his Array Dao Divine Power considerably.

"Using stomach and intestines as swords, the guts of sword cultivators interconnect, forming a sword array..."

The Mother resembled a large intestine, akin to a dragon pillar coiling around sword cultivators’ spines, with its ends binding to their intestines—eerily bizarre.

Currently, the Mother resided in the giant eyeball’s grasp, coupled with the deaths and Dao disappearance of four Nascent Soul stage cultivators of the Blood Sword Intent. The likelihood of Blood Sword Intent’s extinction was high.

Li Mo secretly took note of the sword array.

Should he engrave intestines in the future, perhaps they could influence the gestation of his Taoist Body.

Would he create an intestinal-sword-type Taoist Body?

The Storage Bags of the four Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators contained Jade Scrolls and manuals of the Blood Sword Intent, which were mostly miscellaneous Sword Dao techniques.

"Why are there so many mortal swordsmanship manuals?"

Li Mo recalled that several Affiliated Sword Sects he’d encountered seemed to have crossed paths with a peculiar habit of collecting mortal swordsmanship manuals, though the purpose remained unclear.

He stored the manuals in a Cave Mansion within the Corpse Mountain Mini World.

"Found it."

Li Mo’s face lit up with an inconspicuous smile as he retrieved a pristine Jade Scroll from Master Luo Hua’s Storage Bag. The Jade Scroll was left entirely unsealed.

The surface bore the engraving of "Qing Mountain," clearly left for him.

Li Mo scanned the Jade Scroll with his Divine Sense. Its contents revealed precisely the information he sought after.

Master Luo Hua stated that even if his soul dissipated, he wouldn’t divulge the secrets of the Fake Buddha. He hoped Li Mo would let bygones be bygones with the Blood Sword Intent.

"The sect’s destruction wasn’t on me—who could’ve known the Mother would be intercepted."

Without the sect’s Flying Sword of their lineage, not even living Nascent Souls of the Blood Sword Intent would survive Heavenly Sword Sect’s purging.

Put simply, Affiliated Sword Sect disciples are Flying Sword offerings—mere Sword Sheaths.

How could empty sword sheaths alone continue their lineage?

Li Mo gleaned from the Jade Scroll that Heavenly Sword Sect recruits disciples every thousand years. In reality, participants didn’t need to originate from Sword Sects.

However, Affiliated Sword Sects secretly kept this information under wraps.

The Heavenly Sword Sect certainly knew but didn’t care, as long as the Affiliated Sword Sects ensured sufficient participation numbers.

Heavenly Sword Sect referred to their recruitment selection as the "Cocoon Sword Meeting," during which thousands of Flying Swords are released to autonomously choose sword slaves.

Anyone gaining approval from a Flying Sword could become an Outer Disciple of Heavenly Sword Sect.

If it seemed simple, ninety-nine percent of sword cultivators perished at the Cocoon Sword Meeting, with previous iterations even witnessing total annihilation.

Even Li Mo knew Flying Swords had their quirks.

[Feihong] demanded three daily kills as a taboo; [Chi Long] devoured Yin Kui Blood; [Invisible] relished human brains; [Mother]—

Affiliated Sword Sects were deeply reticent in discussing the Cocoon Sword Meeting. Compared to a near-impossible path to entry, one was far likelier to perish under Flying Sword torment.

Rationally speaking, if Affiliated Sword Sects publicized details about the Cocoon Sword Meeting, reckless Loose Cultivators might be willing to gamble their lives for a chance.

However, Affiliated Sword Sects aimed to preserve the purity of Heavenly Sword Sect’s discipleship.

They currently lived grim lives, being nothing more than fish beneath a chopping block.

If Heavenly Sword Sect’s upper echelon became dominated by outsiders, Affiliated Sword Sects might lose even the right to breathe and end up entirely reduced to livestock.

Li Mo could discern Master Luo Hua’s fear of the Cocoon Sword Meeting from the Jade Scroll.

Thus, the Fake Buddha seemed all the more precious.

Li Mo possessed the Fake Buddha, granting him direct qualification as an Outer Disciple of Heavenly Sword Sect—news that would ignite ferocious competition among cultivators.

"Three hundred seventy-five years until the Cocoon Sword Meeting..."

"If I intend to participate in it, I must raise my cultivation to the Divine Separation Stage for guaranteed safety within Heavenly Sword Sect."

Li Mo contemplated for a long time before retrieving the Fake Buddha again, spinning it in his hands repeatedly.

The Fake Buddha lacked spiritual wisdom and resembled nothing like common Flying Swords. Would the Heavenly Sword Sect risk confronting him directly upon seeing it?

"Let’s leave it for later. Heavenly Sword Sect frequently forges new swords—if this doesn’t work, I’ll snatch another one."

Li Mo said nothing and continued processing the rest of the corpses.

Unexpectedly, the Soul Summoning Lamp’s spell inheritance, "Human Head Lantern Catalog," surprisingly aligned well with the Soul Devouring Demon Child.

The Human Head Lantern Catalog required decapitating one’s own head to initiate cultivation.

Through Lifebound Human Skull Lanterns, practitioners refined others’ heads, the secondary heads inheriting faint traces of the original Taoist Body’s power.

It bore certain similarities to Soul Banners—achieving slight mastery upon refining a hundred skulls, intermediate mastery at a thousand, and ultimate mastery at ten thousand, signifying qualifications as a worldly Demon Ancestor.

Of course, the Soul Summoning Lamp Ancestor refined only about two thousand human skull lanterns.

Ultimately, due to angering too many factions, he died inexplicably in the wild—likely eradicated by a major Immortal Sect.

"The Netherworld Lamp met quite the pitiful end—unable to unleash his secondary human skull lanterns before dying."

Li Mo stroked his chin, eyes shifting back toward the Corpse Mountain Mini World—its altitude crowned by near forty thousand graves.

"Since the brains have been extracted, the heads are practically useless—might as well make the best of them."

"Hmm, glad my habit of collecting corpses was honed daily."