Chapter 142: Big Moving Heaven Mirror

Zhao Xidong swore he would never joke with Boss Xiao again; this was no laughing matter! Who just resorts to violence at the drop of a hat? Couldn't he show a little respect?

He stood up and explained, "When I first saw her, I felt she was very strange. How should I put it, she seemed out of place..."

"Ah, it's hard to explain," he said, flustered, suddenly adding, "She just looks like a person..."

Xiao Qixiu's eyebrows twitched wildly. "Are you implying... Mo Mo isn't human?"

"Do you know what you're saying?" The low tone conveyed suppressed anger.

Zhao Xidong hastily replied, "That's not what I meant. It's just... others are ordinary people, but she *looks* like an ordinary person, understand? That's what I meant!"

The four fell silent. To be honest, none of them had much contact with Mo Mo.

"She's not a spy," Elder Qiao shook his head. He had investigated the girl when gathering information for Xu Xiaoshou and found nothing suspicious about her. If anything, her innate elemental power was truly rare, an extremely rare existence. But she's a genius, what can you do? The Spirit Palace had existed for so long; it was normal for a few exceptional talents to emerge every few years.

Zhao Xidong had nothing more to add. "If it's not Xu Xiaoshou or Mo Mo, then I can't identify anyone else."

"Those old timers in the inner courtyard are all quite conventional. After so many years as classmates, they've all had some interactions, so I can't find anything wrong with them."

No one paid much attention to that; it was just a casual inquiry.

Elder Sang looked at Ye Xiaotian. "Don't waste time; use the 'Great Heaven-Moving Mirror'!"

The Great Heaven-Moving Mirror was Ye Xiaotian's unique and powerful spatial ability, allowing him to view specific desired scenes from extremely long distances. However, Ye Xiaotian didn't agree immediately. He turned his head and said, "If they were in the same dimension, using the 'Great Heaven-Moving Mirror' would be effortless. But now, they are all in an alternate dimension..."

"Do you know how difficult that is?"

Elder Sang nodded. "Just tell me directly, how long can you sustain it?"

"Ten seconds."

"Is that the limit?" Elder Sang asked, puzzled.

"Yes, ten seconds is long enough!"

"Ah... so short."

Ye Xiaotian paused, then veins bulged on his forehead. "Elder Sang, do you believe I can slice your space?"

"Hahaha ha ha ha..." Qiao Qianzhi burst out laughing, wiping away tears. "Quick, stop joking, you two. Ten seconds is fine!"

Without turning his head, Ye Xiaotian asked, "Are you sure you want to watch now?"

"Otherwise?" Qiao Qianzhi looked at the spirit array on the table. "One world-guardian treasure has already been taken. If we delay any longer, the second one might also disappear."

Ye Xiaotian sneered, "It's only the first day. Perhaps the current situation isn't the worst yet?"

Everyone was stunned. "What you said makes so much sense!"

"But... why does it sound so terrifying?"

"Jinx!" Qiao Qianzhi was completely rattled. If something happened to Tianxuan Gate, wouldn't he be the one to painstakingly repair the grand formation?

Elder Sang tapped his chopsticks on the table, lost in thought. He had to admit, Ye Xiaotian made a lot of sense. After all, according to his speculation, Xu Xiaoshou might not have exerted his full strength yet; he was still too weak... It was very possible that there were indeed two moles inside Tianxuan Gate.

"We can't wait any longer. Let's watch first. If the situation goes awry, we'll have to forcefully intervene at Tianxuan Gate and send in enforcement officers."

Ye Xiaotian glanced at the others. Seeing no objections, he immediately nodded. This was indeed the best course of action at the moment.

"Great Heaven-Moving Mirror!"

He clapped his hands in the air, and countless images flashed in his eyes. Soon, Ye Xiaotian's body trembled, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Whoosh!

A light screen flickered into existence in the narrow room. The image wasn't very clear, but they could already discern its contents. It was a black arena with solidified black and red blood plasma on the ground. Eight large iron gates surrounded it. The iron gates swung open, and steel golems wielding blades emerged from them, their killing intent almost solidified.

"Slaughter Arena!"

Zhao Xidong recognized it at a glance; he was very familiar with this place. Looking at the one-armed youth surrounded by steel golems, he exclaimed, "Zhou Tianshen? Why did he go there to court death?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the steel golem appeared, the one-armed youth spun his golden domineering blade, concentrating its killing intent on the blade's surface, and directly sliced the golem in half from bottom to top with one stroke. His momentum didn't diminish; he then directly slashed towards his own body. If his left arm hadn't been missing, he probably would have dismembered his own arm on the spot.

Everyone was stunned; they all knew Zhou Tianshen originally had two arms. Seeing this now, could he have really cut it off himself?

Elder Sang's eyes narrowed. "Sever Myself?" he said, uncertainly. Suddenly, he remembered the spiritual technique the boy had pulled out from a corner in the Spirit Cache Pavilion that day...

"It seems he's actually cultivating this wicked technique."

"What 'Sever Myself'?" Zhao Xidong was bewildered. From the name, it sounded like a self-mutilating spiritual technique!

"You probably wouldn't know. He's from the previous era, the fanatical One-Armed Blade God. Have you heard of him?"

"No."

"Heh heh, kid!" Elder Sang looked at Ye Xiaotian. "Switch it. This kid can't be a spy. Next scene."

Ye Xiaotian wiped with difficulty, and the scene switched.

"Hurry up! Is one scene taking this long?"

The biggest drawback of this spiritual technique was that he couldn't see the images he projected himself; he could only be directed by the observers.

"Switch!"

Elder Sang knew it wasn't easy for him. He no longer deliberated, deciding life and death with a single glance.

"Keep switching!"

"Stop!"

Ye Xiaotian stopped in time. He looked at the four people in front of him and found that all of them had strange expressions.

"What's wrong?" He was itching with curiosity.

The scene was the "Senluo Secret Forest," one of the twelve secret realms. Ancient trees towered, branches were lush, and dense life spiritual energy gathered into a mist, which could be felt even across dimensions. But what struck everyone as strange wasn't that; it was a small girl in green clothes floating above an ancient well. Surging life spiritual energy was being absorbed into her body, as if her form was the eye of a storm. The girl's face was flushed, her twin ponytails flying, as if drunk, and she kept making gurgling sounds, blowing bubbles from her mouth.

"Mu Zixi?" Elder Qiao was instantly amused. "Elder Sang, both of your disciples are quite unique!"

Elder Sang's face darkened. Was this supposed to be upsetting him? Others get drunk on alcohol, but you get drunk on life force? Xu Xiaoshou had already been disrespectful enough; as his junior sister, couldn't she bring some glory to him?

"Switch!"

Ye Xiaotian was about to make a move when Xiao Qixiu stopped him. "Wait!"

"Look at her floating above the 'Ancient Well of Life.' Perhaps she's looking for the 'Life Spirit Seal'?"

Elder Sang rolled his eyes to the heavens. "Look how drunk she is. What could she possibly be looking for? It's a miracle she hasn't fallen in yet."

Xiao Qixiu: "Good point."

"Hurry up!" Ye Xiaotian urged.

"Switch!"

The scene shifted again.

On a cliff overlooking a black waterfall, a girl was drawing her sword...

"Lei Lei?" Everyone sprang up, disbelieving. Stuck on the cliff top was none other than the "Black Fall Scabbard," one of the twelve world-guardian treasures. So... she was the spy?

"Wait, look next to her!" Zhao Xidong suddenly noticed the upper right corner of the screen.

"A leg?"

"Move the screen over." Everyone grew anxious. It was possible these were the two moles, working together!

But Ye Xiaotian could no longer hold on. The moment the screen shifted, it shattered into points of light with a hiss. Yet, that brief instant had allowed everyone to clearly see the owner of the leg: a young man in shorts, his face full of shock.

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

Everyone looked at Elder Sang. First, there was the girl high above the ancient well, drunk on life force, and now a young man flying through the air in his shorts.

"Well, Elder Sang, your eye for choosing disciples... is truly something else!"

Qiao Qianzhi slapped Elder Sang on the shoulder, incidentally wiping some dirt from his hand onto him, and could no longer hold back his laughter.

"Hahaha ha ha ha!"

Elder Sang swayed, his liver aching with fury. How could Xu Xiaoshou be with a spy? Could it be... he had truly miscalculated?