Chapter 1004 - 1121: Huang Yi

"Celestial Star Realm, Small World, Land of Spiritual Extinction?"

When Chen Mo heard the fairy's words, his mind buzzed with a sudden explosion.

It seemed that for many years, things he couldn't figure out finally had some clarity today.

No wonder there are so many profound and inscrutable cultivation techniques and martial arts in Central State, yet from the beginning to now, the strongest is only First-Grade, how could a First-Grade Martial Artist create such profound techniques?

If they are descendants of strong figures from higher realms, it makes sense.

Moving here, they would definitely bring their ancestral or family's profound cultivation techniques and martial arts to avoid them being lost.

Of course, Chen Mo did not fully trust the fairy's words, as this was just one side of the story, but using it to explain her "kindness" to him, it was entirely reasonable.

Originally, Chen Mo intended to stop after asking this question, but after hearing the fairy's answer, he suddenly had many more questions.

For example, what are the Celestial Star Realm, Small World, and Land of Spiritual Extinction?

Surprise flashed in the fairy's eyes, "You don't even know these?"

After all, these are common knowledge issues; even if outsiders are fighting among themselves, there's no need to hide this matter.

"To be honest with the fairy, the civilization outside might have experienced breaks, more than once. Our Central State's records can only be traced back to three thousand two hundred years ago; as for the ancient times beyond that, there are only fragmented records." Chen Mo cupped his hands towards the fairy and said, "I wonder if the fairy knows what happened back then?"

The fairy shook her head, "At that time, I hadn't been born, so I didn't know. Furthermore, my ancestor left a family instruction, not allowing my people to interfere with your lives, only instructing us to fully assist when you need help."

In ancient times, people viewed birth as "receiving one's mandate," meaning receiving a mandate from heaven.

"Isn't the fairy as old as that?"

Chen Mo whispered in his heart and then earnestly sought the fairy's guidance.

But the fairy did not immediately answer, instead she said, "You have not yet answered about your path selection."

The fairy almost forgot the important matter.

Chen Mo fell silent.

He only had a partial understanding of this world, so how could he have such broad vision to choose a path; this kind of matter could only be asked of the fairy.

He respectfully said, "To the fairy, I am now but a frog at the bottom of a well, facing a crossroads, the stars indistinct, the mirror of my heart obscured and difficult to clear, I request the fairy to choose for me."

"This..."

The fairy hesitated.

To Chen Mo, this might be a simple inquiry.

But to the fairy, this was a matter of significant karma.

After all, the path concerns a person's entire life, how far one can go in the future is tied to the initial choice.

If she helps him choose, and one day he strays or doesn't go far, she cannot escape from being involved.

"If the fairy finds it difficult, then please regard it as if I haven't spoken." Seeing the fairy hesitate, Chen Mo quickly said.

"Sigh, never mind." The fairy gritted her teeth, for after all, it was the request of a benefactor's descendant, if she were to outright refuse, it would seem too ungrateful, she said, "Specializing in one path is hard to find the great Dao, only by dual cultivation of Spirit and God together with the Heavenly Dao, can one reach the great Dao."

Then, the fairy observed Chen Mo and then raised her slender jade finger, pointing it in the air at Chen Mo's forehead, "I see that you lack a cultivation method for your Primordial Spirit, today I shall pass one to you as returning what belongs to its original owner."

A cyan light flew into Chen Mo's Divine Sea, causing changes to his Primordial Spirit interface.

[Name: Chen Mo]

[Age: 29]

[Cultivation Technique: Nine Heavens Divine Forging Skill (Entry Level 0/100000)]

[Realm: Earth Yuan Realm (4989900/5000000)]

[Power: 150960]

"This technique can summon the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to temper the Primordial Spirit, enabling the Primordial Spirit to merge with the aura of Divine Thunder, and once entry-level is achieved, you can manipulate the Divine Thunder merged with the Primordial Spirit to fight and deter enemies, this is the supreme method cultivated by your ancestors." The fairy emphasized the words ancestors so that she was free from the entanglement of passing on the Dao to Chen Mo.

"Thank you for the bestowed technique, fairy."

Although they said it was returning to its original owner, Chen Mo had to express gratitude.

Even if as she said, they are descendants of the benefactor, so many generations have passed, who knows how many generations he is now.

The favor will eventually be repaid, and since her ancestor saved the benefactor's descendants, it already counts as repaying the favor.

Therefore, even if they didn't grant this technique, Chen Mo had no right to blame them.

If she hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have known that this technique belonged to his ancestors.

Besides, he is a transmigrator, strictly speaking, he is not a descendant of her mentioned benefactor, he has merely gained an advantage.

"I dare not call it bestowing a technique, I am merely transferring it, hoping you will not disgrace the reputation of your ancestors in the future." The fairy flew up from the Cai Lian, "Do not call me fairy any longer."

"Then how should I address the fairy?" Chen Mo also flew away from the Cai Lian.

"Huang... Yi." Huang Yi descended, hovering slightly above the ground.

The voice entered Chen Mo's ears, strangely, Chen Mo instantly understood which Huang, which Yi.

Seemingly noticing Chen Mo's surprise, Huang Yi said clearly, "A cultivator's comprehension ability is very strong, the higher the realm, the more so, because the laws of heaven and earth are also a kind of language, if the spoken language is hard to understand, then the language of the heavens is even more incomprehensible. When you achieve entry level in the Nine Heavens Divine Forging Technique, you can do likewise."

Chen Mo did not fully understand but felt it was powerful, and after landing, he cupped his hands again and said, "Then from now on, I shall call you Fairy Yi."

Huang Yi glanced back at Chen Mo, then raised her brows slightly, "As you please."

Finishing her words, she flew towards the outside of the cave.

"Fairy Yi, Cai..."

The words reached his lips, Chen Mo turned back already seeing the Nine-Colored Divine Soul Lotus closed, not hesitating further, hurriedly followed along.

Huang Yi led Chen Mo to a mountain stream.

She plucked two Immortal Flowers from afar, using the flower buds as wine cups.

Then drew water from the stream into the cups, picked Immortal Fruit from the forest to blend into the wine cups, and applied her divine power, in no time, the wine in the cups turned into Jade Liquid Nectar, rich with fragrance.

She waved her hand gently, one of the cups flew towards Chen Mo.

"This wine can help you stabilize your Primordial Spirit, relieve fatigue and weakness."

Huang Yi felt Chen Mo had just come out of the Nine-Colored Divine Soul Lotus, so his Primordial Spirit must be very tired.

Chen Mo didn't refuse, took the cup and drank a sip.

Though called wine, the alcohol content was not high, similar to a wine-flavored drink, with rich fruit fragrance upon entrance, abundant spiritual power, and a faint floral aroma.

"Thank you for the wine, Fairy Yi." Chen Mo said.

"No need for formalities."

Chen Mo had thought that Huang Yi brewed two cups for one person each, but after finishing the one cup, the other cup also flew over.

Once Chen Mo received it, Huang Yi flew to the small river, removed the Cyan Hairpin from her head, which transformed into a stream of light, becoming a Cyan Lotus.

It seemed the embroidered shoes on her feet were also a magical treasure, with a thought, the embroidered shoes transformed into a stream of light and vanished, unknown where she stored them.

She sat on the Cyan Lotus, dipping her small feet into the river, gently rippling them, played with the water, under Chen Mo's curious and somewhat evasive gaze, she started explaining the questions he previously asked.