Chapter 662: Land of the Yuèzhuó

Chapter 662: Chapter 534: Land of the Yuèzhuó

After the great war ended, the front lines at Quicksand City were no longer as fraught with tension as before.

In the past three months, both the Celestial Demon Alliance and the Holy Demon Alliance had retreated ten miles. Furthermore, many Cultivators left these two Demon Alliances after exchanging their battle merits for rewards.

As for the Cultivators from the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance who participated in the war, all who survived received handsome rewards.

Among them, Xiao Mo had performed meritorious deeds on the battlefield and successfully broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm. Thus, in accordance with the rules of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance, the Sovereign of the Celestial Demon Country, Chen Bing, had no choice but to promote him to Elder after rewarding his battle merits—no matter how reluctant he was.

However, this position as a Ten Thousand Demon Alliance Elder merely signified an increase in status. It was just an empty title with little real power within the alliance.

Xiao Mo, for his part, didn’t care about such things.

He couldn’t be bothered with the complicated affairs of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance anyway.

After returning to the city, Xiao Mo resumed his daily routine of sitting quietly in the Resignation Mirror Bookstore, reading his books and looking after the shop.

And because Xiao Mo’s fame had skyrocketed on the battlefield, the Cultivators and common folk of Quicksand City all knew that the owner of the Resignation Mirror Bookstore had entered the Nascent Soul Realm.

As a result, the collection of Cultivation Technique manuals and other books that Xiao Mo had previously annotated were instantly snapped up.

Some Cultivators also constantly loitered around Xiao Mo, eagerly hoping to be taken on as his disciple.

After all, he was a Nascent Soul Realm master—a being powerful enough to establish his own Sect!

‘If I become Xiao Mo’s first disciple, my future will be limitless!’

Xiao Mo did indeed encounter a few promising young talents, but he had no intention of taking them on as apprentices.

Xiao Mo simply told them that if they encountered any difficulties in their cultivation, they were always welcome to come to the bookstore and ask for his guidance.

As for payment, all he asked was that they help look after the bookstore when they had free time.

The bookstore had been so flooded with customers lately that Xiao Mo really couldn’t handle it all by himself.

Naturally, they were more than willing to accept such a request.

Among these people was Zhao Hongfei, the man who had been tasked with receiving Xiao Mo when he first arrived in Quicksand City.

Another month passed, and a rumor spread through Quicksand City—a rift had appeared between the Holy Demon Alliance and the Celestial Demon Alliance.

Xiao Mo wasn’t surprised by this.

The relationship between the two alliances had never been solid to begin with. There had always been numerous conflicts between them; they had only set their differences aside temporarily for the common goal of defeating the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance.

This was especially true before the great war. The Holy Demon Alliance and the Celestial Demon Alliance would each take a step back whenever possible, making the defeat of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance their top priority.

But this time, the allied forces’ failure to capture Quicksand City brought all their previously suppressed conflicts erupting to the surface.

The Holy Demon Alliance suspected that the Celestial Demon Alliance had deliberately held back its strength, hoping to let the Holy Demon Alliance and the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance fight to the death so it could reap the rewards.

Likewise, the Celestial Demon Alliance harbored the same suspicions about the Holy Demon Alliance.

Now, the fissure between the two Demon Alliances was plain to see. Their dissolution was almost certainly just a matter of time.

However, Xiao Mo also learned that things were not going well for the Human Alliance either.

A few years ago, the Human Race had elected an Alliance Hierarch named Lei Peng.

This Lei Peng was autocratic and arbitrary. Not only did he view the Demon Race as slaves, but in his eyes, even ordinary mortals who couldn’t cultivate and low-Realm Cultivators were no different from slaves.

Moreover, Lei Peng had an extreme lust for slaughter.

If a city fell to Lei Peng, almost no one was left alive, whether they were of the Human Race or the Demon Race.

He wouldn’t even spare defenseless children.

Lei Peng’s actions were no different from those of a beast, and he had long since provoked public outrage within the Human Race.

But because he had bribed a large number of Sects and Human Race Cultivators at the Golden Core Realm and above with benefits, he still had many supporters and was able to maintain stability for the time being.

Now, however, more and more Human Race Sects and Cultivators were leaving the Human Alliance, and quite a few Sects had even vowed to eliminate the scourge that was Lei Peng.

Therefore, the Human Alliance, as it stood, probably wouldn’t last much longer.

Judging by the current situation, it seemed that the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance now held the upper hand in the Demon Race’s World.

However, after that brutal war, the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance had suffered grievous losses and was greatly weakened. It didn’t dare entertain any further ambitions for now.

For a time, the entire Demon Race’s World seemed to fall suddenly quiet, even settling into a subtle and strange state of balance.

But Xiao Mo knew perfectly well in his heart.

‘The Demon Race’s World will most likely splinter into countless factions, large and small, and descend into a chaotic state of infighting.’

And as the Demon Race’s World devolved into this state, that lame old man, Gui Ning, had not only never stepped forward to mediate between the various factions, but he hadn’t even shown his face from beginning to end. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.

After the war ended, Xiao Mo also wrote a short letter to Tushan Jing Ci to let her know he was safe.

In fact, during his time in Quicksand City, Xiao Mo wrote to Jing Ci every so often.

However, in those letters, Xiao Mo never mentioned the times he was deliberately targeted, nor did he ever bring up the life-and-death situations he had faced.

All Xiao Mo ever wrote about were good news and assurances of his safety.

Tushan Jing Ci, on the other hand, wrote to Xiao Mo even more frequently.

The young woman’s letters were mostly filled with the trivialities of her daily life.

For instance, her frustrations with handling Tushan’s affairs.

Or the dullness and monotony of cultivation.

And also, about the new close friends she had made.