As a Saint, the Azure Cloth Saintess indeed possessed formidable cultivation techniques.

Mo Wuji could only see faint white mist rising around the best quality God Spiritual Vein. Soon, the mist completely enveloped the Azure Cloth Saintess's weakened primordial spirit.

The best quality God Spiritual Vein visibly melted away at a rapid pace. Mo Wuji suspected that if he threw out a hundred of these, this woman might completely recover her strength.

However, Mo Wuji had no real connection with the Azure Cloth Saintess, and even held a bit of a grudge. He naturally wouldn't waste more best quality God Spiritual Veins on this woman.

What he wanted to know now was why this woman knew about his past life. And he also wanted to ask her for a favor: how to find the whereabouts of Shuyin and Quyu through the Other Shore Flower. Asking someone for help meant offering something to help her recover. What he was offering might be invaluable to others, but to him, it was nothing.

While the Azure Cloth Saintess cultivated, Mo Wuji didn't waste time either. He also threw out several God Spiritual Veins and began cultivating.

Mo Wuji naturally utilized the Yearning Pagoda during his cultivation. The time rules around the Yearning Pagoda were boundless, allowing Mo Wuji to absorb God Spiritual Qi even faster than the Azure Cloth Saintess.

Time passed quickly. In just one year, the several God Spiritual Veins beneath Mo Wuji directly cracked and turned to dust. Mo Wuji also advanced from Quasi-Sage Stage Level 1 to Quasi-Sage Stage Level 2.

His Spiritual Will swept over the Azure Cloth Saintess, sensing that her cultivation was also nearing completion. Although the Azure Cloth Saintess didn't have a real physical body at the moment, she appeared to have a complete form, and her cultivation had reached the God King Early Stage.

Just as Mo Wuji was about to put away the Yearning Pagoda, a violent aura swept over. This aura carried terrifying killing intent and rage, as if it wanted to devour Mo Wuji.

The Azure Cloth Saintess was awakened by this terrifying aura and quickly retreated. When she landed again, she was wearing a set of azure clothes.

Once she crossed the World God Realm, she could retrieve items from her own world. Xia Ruoyin didn't destroy her world when she plotted against her. Without Mo Wuji's help, it might take countless millennia for her to return to the World God Realm.

After all, a primordial spirit as fragmented as the Azure Cloth Saintess had no chance to obtain Hongmeng Vitality.

"Mo Wuji…" A grinding voice came, and a gray figure lunged toward Mo Wuji.

Standing in the distance, the Azure Cloth Saintess stared in shock at the approaching figure. She recognized this person, although they had never interacted.

This guy was called Bitter Heart Man, one of the Four Dao Lords, the Dark Dao Lord. He was a famous figure among the powerful God Position holders. Even Saints didn't want to waste words with him. The reason was simple: this person possessed a Creation Treasure, the Yearning Pagoda.

What kind of grudge did the Dark Dao Lord have with this Mo Wuji who had saved her? Why did the Dark Dao Lord act as if Mo Wuji had dug up his ancestral grave?

Thinking about the Dark Dao Lord's terror, the Azure Cloth Saintess even considered using forbidden techniques to escape. In her prime, the Dark Dao Lord was insignificant to her. But now, she was at her weakest, without a physical body and only at the God King Early Stage.

The Azure Cloth Saintess then remembered Mo Wuji's kindness to her. She was one of the Eight Saints, indifferent to life and death, not caring about the lives of others, but she couldn't ignore kindness. If she even ignored kindness, what would be the difference between her and Xia Ruoyin?

"Saintess?" The Dark Dao Lord suddenly saw the calm Azure Cloth Saintess standing behind Mo Wuji. He was shocked and quickly stopped his movements.

He could ignore Mo Wuji, but he wouldn't dare ignore the Azure Cloth Saintess. She was a true Saint.

Immediately, a bad feeling arose in the Dark Dao Lord's heart. Could it be that Mo Wuji was controlled by the Azure Cloth Saintess, and the Yearning Pagoda was no longer on Mo Wuji?

If the Yearning Pagoda was on Mo Wuji, he still had a chance to snatch it back. But if the Yearning Pagoda was on the Azure Cloth Saintess… The Dark Dao Lord's heart sank to the bottom.

"Dark Dao Lord," the Azure Cloth Saintess calmly nodded.

Even though her strength had fallen to the level of a small God King, she was still a Saint not long ago. And her God Position hadn't been lost like the Saints who were severely injured in the calamity. Her God Position was still there.

The Dark Dao Lord never considered that the Azure Cloth Saintess's cultivation had fallen, or that she had almost perished. Although he could now scan with his Spiritual Will and see clearly, he didn't have the guts to scan the Azure Cloth Saintess.

"Saintess, Mo Wuji borrowed my Yearning Pagoda and hasn't returned it. I plan to forcibly take it back. I ask the Saintess to uphold justice," the Dark Dao Lord probed the Azure Cloth Saintess.

Being with the Azure Cloth Saintess, the Dark Dao Lord didn't think Mo Wuji could hide the Yearning Pagoda. He simply stated the matter directly.

If the Azure Cloth Saintess directly told him to scram, he could only scram. If the Azure Cloth Saintess didn't care about this matter, he would take Mo Wuji away.

The Azure Cloth Saintess said indifferently, "I heard that the Yearning Pagoda is a Creation Treasure, comparable to my own body. Would you lend it out?"

The Dark Dao Lord sighed and said, "I did lend it to him. He was brought by an old acquaintance and offered an interest that moved my heart."

The Azure Cloth Saintess simply closed her mouth, even slightly closing her eyes. She couldn't manage this matter because her cultivation couldn't. She knew Mo Wuji's cultivation. If he wanted to deal with the Dark Dao Lord, he was still too far behind.

Seeing that the Azure Cloth Saintess didn't seem to care about this matter, the Dark Dao Lord was overjoyed. Just as he was about to speak, Mo Wuji directly threw out a crystal ball and sighed, "Among those with God Positions, except for that Yellow River Dao Lord, I haven't seen many with integrity. Have your morals been eaten by dogs? Oh, oh, sorry, I shouldn't insult dogs. Dogs wouldn't eat this kind of garbage."

Yellow River Dao Lord? How could Mo Wuji have met the Yellow River Dao Lord?

While the Dark Dao Lord was still wondering, the image on the crystal ball clearly appeared in the void.

The image in the crystal ball clearly showed Mo Wuji's transaction with the Dark Dao Lord. Mo Wuji had exchanged ten Primal God Spiritual Veins, Hongmeng Vitality, and Extreme Ice Sky Bamboo for the Yearning Pagoda, not borrowed it.

The Azure Cloth Saintess saw it clearly, and she sighed inwardly. When the Dark Dao Lord said that the Yearning Pagoda was lent to Mo Wuji, she knew there was a problem. She knew these Dark Dao Lord types too well. Mo Wuji was right; they were all trash without any integrity.

It was because these people only cared about their own interests that she had always stayed in her Saintess Pond and never participated in any banquets or activities.

The Dark Dao Lord snorted coldly and shouted, "You think you can deceive everyone by modifying the image? Die!"

As the Dark Dao Lord spoke, he lunged toward Mo Wuji and punched out. When dealing with Mo Wuji, he really didn't need to use any magic weapons.

He had seen Mo Wuji's strength long ago. Even if Mo Wuji's strength had multiplied several times, he would still die in front of a Quasi-Sage.

Mo Wuji didn't move. He stood there and punched out. Divine Art, Domain Rending Fist.

"Boom!" Violent divine essence surged, and the space rules changed in an instant.

The two fists collided, Dao rhythm exploded, and rules shattered. The Dark Dao Lord felt his domain cracking inch by inch, and then the rules of his fist also cracked inch by inch.

The Dark Dao Lord was terrified. A single punch had shattered all of his fist Dao rules and Dao rhythm, which meant that he was far behind Mo Wuji.

How could this be? Could he have been possessed? No, even possession couldn't perfectly and smoothly utilize rules to unleash such a punch.

"Crack!" The sound of space rules breaking was clearly audible.

This cracking was not just the cracking of space rules and chaotic Dao rhythm, but also the cracking of the Dark Dao Lord's bones. A cloud of blood exploded from the Dark Dao Lord's back.

The Dark Dao Lord fell from the void like a kite with a broken string. A fist-sized bloody hole appeared in his chest.

Dao rhythm crisscrossed around the bloody hole. No matter how hard the Dark Dao Lord tried, he couldn't heal the fist hole.

The Azure Cloth Saintess stared blankly at the Dark Dao Lord, who had been sent flying and severely injured by Mo Wuji's punch. Her mouth was half-open, and she was completely confused.

The most mysterious of the Four Dao Lords, someone who even Saints didn't want to provoke, couldn't even withstand a single punch from Mo Wuji? This didn't seem right.

The Dark Dao Lord also stared in horror at Mo Wuji. He was completely stunned. How could Mo Wuji have become so terrifying, so powerful? How long had it been?

Even with his Yearning Pagoda and a pile of Primal God Spiritual Veins, it wouldn't be possible. Sometimes, breaking through realms wasn't something that could be achieved by stacking resources.

Mo Wuji slowly walked towards the Dark Dao Lord and stepped on the Dark Dao Lord's face. "Do you think you're so powerful that you can just say whatever you want, trying to swindle me?"

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