Chapter 1001 - 1009: Meeting the Fairy_2

The previously plump "Immortal Fruit" was now left with only a rough skin, as if someone had taken a straw and sucked out its entire contents.

Chen Mo was greatly shocked.

He himself hadn't changed much, but he felt that the wisp of "Mysterious Qi" in his hand seemed to have strengthened slightly.

"This fruit is useful for it."

Just as Chen Mo had this thought, the wisp of "Mysterious Qi" in his hand grew slightly warm, as if responding to him.

Chen Mo took a deep breath and then plucked another one from the nearby stem.

Once again, it was swiftly refined.

In less than a minute, the "Mysterious Qi" had absorbed over a dozen Immortal Fruits.

Meanwhile, Chen Mo also discovered a problem.

It was that if Chen Mo didn't pluck the Immortal Fruit from the stem, the "Mysterious Qi" wouldn't be able to absorb it.

Chen Mo gazed at the vast spread of Immortal Fruits before him.

He gritted his teeth, deciding to go all out and swallowed them all.

He could vaguely feel that as the "Mysterious Qi" enhanced, perhaps his Soul Travel time could also increase.

Ten.

Twenty.

Thirty.

...

Just as the number of fruit peels scattered on the ground increased, a voice sounded from behind and reached Chen Mo's ears.

"Oh? You've received the Celestial Blessing."

What kind of voice was this?

The sound waves were like a web woven from moonlight, gently entwining Chen Mo's sea of consciousness.

Chen Mo's expression stiffened as he slowly turned around, realizing that a figure had been standing behind him for some time.

To say standing wouldn't be entirely accurate.

Because her feet weren't touching the ground; they were floating about an inch above it.

This was a beauty, a beauty clothed in a white dress.

Even more beautiful than any woman Chen Mo had ever seen.

Nalan Yiren had the fairest skin among the women Chen Mo had encountered, but now the woman's skin was even fairer than Nalan Yiren's, so fair it seemed to glow.

Not as a metaphor, but truly emitting a faint glow.

Delicate and lustrous, as if cast from immortal jade, crystalline and translucent.

Those eyes were like the full moon on the fifteenth, bright and spirited.

The lips wore no lip color, yet were full and moist, like flawless pearls.

This was no longer a matter of appearance.

This woman gave off a feeling of not belonging to the mortal realm but instead a celestial being, seeming to represent all that was beautiful in the world.

Even if she killed an unarmed ordinary person before your eyes.

You would still think that dying by her hand was that person's honor.

Chen Mo, after being exposed to countless beauties, considered himself highly immune in this regard, but right now, this woman still gave him a great shock.

Better to die under a peony than to be an unromantic ghost.

At this moment, Chen Mo truly understood this saying.

If he could possess this woman—even if he could only touch her once, hold her hand—Chen Mo would die without regrets.

It seemed that the Fairy the survivors spoke of was this very person before him.

Who else could she be but a Fairy?

"You outsiders are so amusing, every one of you stares at me for a long time when you meet me," the Fairy said with a gentle laugh.

Even though her words lacked a hint of coldness, giving a strong sense of intimacy, there was still a strong sense of distance for some reason.

Chen Mo quickly averted his gaze, turning his head to the side, and only when his heartbeat stabilized did he bow in salute, channeling the "Mysterious Qi" to his throat, and said, "Chen Mo of the Wei Kingdom, I have met the Fairy."

After speaking and raising his eyes, Chen Mo was again taken aback.

He saw a red number "4999999" on the Fairy's forehead.

"Gulp..."

Chen Mo instinctively swallowed hard; a power close to five million.

No wonder she could see his Soul Body.

No wonder she could silently appear behind him; if she hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have noticed.

Before her, Chen Mo was like an ant easily crushed to death.

Wait a minute, why was she speaking the language of the Central State?

Immortal Island is quite far from Central State.

The language of overseas countries is very different from that of Central State.

Chen Mo showed even more respect.

"Chen... Mo..."

The Fairy murmured his name and then circled around Chen Mo, saying, "In three thousand years, you are the first mortal to receive the Celestial Blessing. At last, the outside world has produced someone worthy of it."

"Three thousand years?"

Chen Mo's mind buzzed.

Is she over three thousand years old?

What is this Celestial Blessing?

Is it some divine manifestation during Fengshan?

And what does being worthy mean?

Chen Mo had too many questions now.

However, before he could ask them all,

the Fairy asked, "Why did you let your Primordial Spirit come here, where is your flesh?"

"Primordial Spirit?" Chen Mo was taken aback again.

"Never mind, Primordial Spirit it is, we will first proceed with the Primordial Spirit Cleansing."

The Fairy turned and floated off into the distance, but seeing Chen Mo not following, she turned back and said, "Chen Mo, follow me."

Chen Mo: "..."

Seeing her commanding demeanor, Chen Mo could only trail behind.

A power nearing five million, even the slightest overflow could kill him thousands of times.

Very soon, Chen Mo followed the Fairy into a cave on the island.

Inside the cave bloomed a massive Nine-Colored Lotus, emitting a soft afterglow.

The moment Chen Mo laid eyes on this Nine-Colored Lotus, his Soul Body involuntarily trembled.

"This lotus is named the Nine-Colored Divine Soul Lotus, specifically used to cleanse the Primordial Spirit and forge its foundation. It is an unparalleled divine object. When it blooms, ascend and sit on the lotus seat. Once the petals close, the Primordial Spirit Cleansing will begin. Endure no matter the pain, as it will greatly benefit your Primordial Spirit and future cultivation," the Fairy slowly explained to Chen Mo from above the Nine-Colored Lotus.

"Fairy..."

Just as Chen Mo was about to ask what the Primordial Spirit was,

the Fairy said again, "Chen Mo, prepare yourself."

With that, the Fairy's expression grew solemn, her hands forming quick seals as she chanted, her body surrounded by a halo of divine radiance.

Her dress danced like a Celestial from the Moon Palace.

"Open!"

The Fairy pointed with two fingers at the Nine-Colored Lotus below, sending a stream of light into the closed lotus.

The Nine-Colored Lotus began to bloom, strands of haze shot forth from the bud, accompanied by a fine mist.

The mist enveloped the Fairy, her emerging figure appearing like an illusion woven from moonlight.

As the Nine-Colored Lotus fully opened, a sound as clear as a cold spring breaking ice echoed in Chen Mo's mind.

"Chen Mo, enter quickly."

Each syllable carried crystalline frost.

Chen Mo was still in a daze, not responding in time.

Just then, the Fairy within the mist waved her hand at Chen Mo, raising him with a stream of light, placing him on the lotus seat.

Affording Chen Mo no chance to refuse.

"Calm your heart, settle your breath," the Fairy instructed Chen Mo, releasing another stream of light.

"Fairy..."

Chen Mo finally managed to speak, but by then, the Nine-Colored Lotus had closed up, sealing his subsequent words inside the lotus.

Chen Mo: "..."

Though the lotus closed, it was not dark inside. Instead, it brimmed with nine-colored afterglow, not yet dispersed, coating the walls of the lotus petals.

This afterglow made Chen Mo uneasy, his intuition telling him to heed the Fairy's words and quickly sit down, calm his mind, and focus.

Sure enough, just as he settled into a sitting position, the nine-colored afterglow coating the lotus walls suddenly erupted, bathing him like countless colored needles piercing Chen Mo's soul.

"Ah!"

A shrill cry suddenly echoed within the Nine-Colored Lotus.

What kind of pain was this?

It was as if ten thousand colored needles pierced into every orifice of Chen Mo's body, not retracting, but excavating all that originally dwelt within, then these needles melted into the orifices.

Soon after these needles melded into the orifices, another ten thousand needles pierced in.

This cycle continued incessantly.

Chen Mo felt his Soul Body riddled with countless tiny holes.