Luo Hou sat cross-legged, quietly comprehending the experiences he had absorbed along the way, the wickedness of the world and his own devious schemes. He slowly absorbed all the knowledge he had gained. He would summarize each intellectual battle with Mo Yi, then find loopholes to patch up, and do better next time!
He stopped before the three hundred-meter checkpoint, the red jade steps filled with cracks in front of him, blocking him off, a chasm he could not cross. He had tried hundreds of times during this period, until his legs bled and he had added another crack to the red jade steps before he reluctantly gave up.
“Mo Luo Xue... you wait, the Immortal Path is vast! It's not about aptitude that determines everything! In the near future, I will make you submit to me!” Luo Hou stared ahead with a crazed expression.
“Damn it, you idiot, what are you thinking about my little sister for!” A fierce kick landed on Luo Hou's back of the head! This sneak attack was incredibly vicious. Luo Hou was completely unprepared. He was stunned, his vision went black, and his forehead slammed against the steps with a “pop.”
Mo Yi kicked the guy in front of him with all his might, without the slightest mercy. He had just climbed up here and found someone squatting there obediently. He had wanted to go up and ask the guy how far it was to the finish line, but unexpectedly, Mo Luo Xue's name popped out of the guy's mouth mixed with foul language.
After a powerful flying kick, Mo Yi didn't hold back at all. He stomped on the black-clothed man's body and even bounced around on him. The sound of bone shattering and screams mixed together, sounding extremely miserable.
“Damn it, next time I see you, you better not run.” Mo Yi stomped hard on the black-clothed man's back of the head. With a “crack,” the man’s nose shattered, and blood flowed like there was no tomorrow.
“Forget it, I'll be in trouble if I beat you to death, lest I be expelled from the Immortal Path.” Mo Yi gave the guy another kick in the ass, without any mercy.
Luo Hou was in excruciating pain! He wanted to get up, but he found he couldn't even muster a bit of strength!
“You...” Luo Hou raised his head to roar, but his mind suddenly shook and he lost consciousness. His last sight was a black, shadowy thing.
Mo Yi looked at Luo Hou, who was no longer moving, with a head-sized stone in his hand and smiled, “Not too hard, not too light, just enough to knock him out. You think I don't know who you are, you idiot?”
He casually threw away the stone, patted his hands, and casually gave Luo Hou’s handsome face a kick.
“Let’s go, it was a waste of my energy to beat you up.” Mo Yi mumbled, looking at the black shoe print on Luo Hou's face. He turned and easily crossed the red jade steps that were full of cracks.
A few seconds later, Mo Yi returned and gave Luo Hou's testicles two kicks.
“Now I feel better.” Mo Yi took a long breath and hopped over the red jade steps.
On the top of the mountain, everyone on the Heavenly Mountain who was watching the Pan Yu Immortal Path were dumbfounded. They looked at each other, completely at a loss.
“This is… a demon, right?” The red-robed man stammered out a sentence after a long time.
“Supreme aptitude! Supreme aptitude!” The black-robed middle-aged man roared twice.
The white-robed man and the blue-robed man remained silent, they just stared at Mo Yi.
The two hundred-meter checkpoint on the Immortal Path!
“Qi Lao, I really can't pass.” Xiao Yan was suppressed by a monstrous force that made his skin crawl. His gums were bleeding, his tongue was split, but none of it could compare to the terrifying force pressing down on him.
“A top-grade spiritual root… such heavenly fortune can't be forced.” Qi Lao sighed softly, “I dare say, the probability of a top-grade spiritual root appearing is smaller than the probability of someone getting struck by lightning twice in the same place!”
“The Immortal Path…” Xiao Yan’s face showed helplessness.
“Well, have you seen my sister?” A voice suddenly came from behind Xiao Yan, who was startled and almost instinctively kicked back.
“Who, who, who are you?” Xiao Yan turned around in a panic and looked at the young man standing in front of him, his heart pounding with fear.
When Xiao Yan saw the young man's true appearance, he was stunned. He felt like he had turned into a statue, every part of his body lost its strength. There was a faint sound of “crack” in his head.
“It's, it's you…” Xiao Yan looked at Mo Yi in front of him, his voice breaking.
“You know me?” Mo Yi pointed at himself, looking at Xiao Yan with suspicion.
Xiao Yan shook his head with difficulty. He tried to force himself to hide the disbelief on his face, but shock kept coming out through his facial muscles and pupils.
Why was Mo Yi, that wastrel, here? How could he make it this far?!
Mo Yi scratched the back of his head and said, “Did you see a girl who's very beautiful, but looks like an iceberg? The kind that’s really beautiful. She’s my sister. She ran too fast and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Now I don't even know where she went.”
Looking for your sister? Xiao Yan thought bitterly. He didn't dare look at Mo Yi. He was afraid that Mo Yi would see through his unwillingness. He said in a voice as weak as a mosquito, “She went ahead.”
Mo Yi nodded, preparing to go around Xiao Yan. Suddenly, he exclaimed, “Holy crap? What the hell is this?” Then, a series of chaotic sounds accompanied by someone’s jumping footsteps echoed.
Xiao Yan turned his head subconsciously. He was dumbfounded again.
The white bones kneeling on the red jade steps were scattered by Mo Yi's panicked kick. Mo Yi was frantically picking up the scattered bones.
“Don’t blame me, don’t blame me.” Mo Yi kept picking up the bones, sweat streaming down his face.
When Mo Yi was about to cross the red jade steps, Xiao Yan couldn’t help but shout, “Be careful! Don’t go over there!”
At the same time, Xiao Yan stared at Mo Yi. He wanted to see what kind of aptitude Mo Yi had, whether he had surpassed him and reached the top-grade spiritual root!
Mo Yi stepped onto the red jade steps. Suddenly, he took a tumble and fell face-first to the ground, his entire body spread out like a big character! A look of disbelief appeared on Mo Yi’s face, he tried to use force several times but couldn't struggle, his limbs were useless.
“So, this is your limit?” Xiao Yan couldn’t help but laugh, he didn't know whether he was laughing at himself or at the man lying on the ground.
Qi Lao, who had been silent all along, finally spoke. “I told you, a top-grade spiritual root is definitely not that easy to appear! This kid, although talented, still can’t reach that legendary physique.”
The blue-robed man shook his head and murmured after a moment of silence, “Just like that, huh.”
“What a pity,” the black-robed middle-aged man looked disappointed. “It seems he’s only a particularly outstanding high-grade, first-class spiritual root.”
“Oh my, all that excitement for nothing.” The red-robed man heaved a sigh of relief.
For some reason, everyone present felt a sigh of relief in their hearts.
“The first stage is finally over. I’ll immediately transfer everyone to the middle of the mountain.” The blue-robed man prepared to activate his spell.
“Wait!” A cold voice came from the pine trees. “No, look closely!”
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the young man who was lying on the red jade steps moved his fingers, then slowly got up.
Xiao Yan was completely dumbfounded. He looked at Mo Yi who had stood up and didn’t know what expression to use.
“Oops, oops.” Mo Yi rubbed his waist. “I accidentally stepped on some ashes and took a tumble... Damn it, it hurt! It knocked me silly!”
Just knocked silly?!?
All the spectators spat out a mouthful of old blood.