Chapter 478 - 476: The Mo Family’s Back Hill
This feeling, innate, Third Master Ye Feng said that Chen Tianlong’s physique is somewhat special, very much like a type of person, that is, a prophet.
Prophets can also perceive danger in advance before encountering a situation.
Yet Chen Tianlong’s kind of perception is not so obvious, but quite useful.
Upon receiving this warning, Chen Tianlong began to slow down his pace, surely heading towards danger, otherwise his body would not issue such a warning.
He observed his surroundings; it was still quiet—a deathly quiet.
It was precisely this quiet that made Chen Tianlong feel something wasn’t right.
As he walked, Chen Tianlong suddenly felt a jolt in his body, as if he had entered a new world, feeling somewhat oppressed.
Wow!
The sound rang in Chen Tianlong’s ears, startling him.
The moment the sound stopped, a flash of white light appeared around him. Chen Tianlong quickly closed his eyes, using the Heart Method to see what kind of place this was.
At this moment, he froze.
Chen Tianlong hurriedly opened his eyes, only to realize that what he saw wasn’t merely the scenery visible with his eyes closed, but it was the same scene with eyes open.
What the hell!
What’s going on? It was pitch black just now, yet in an instant, it turned brilliantly bright, as if it were daytime.
At this moment, Chen Tianlong felt something was amiss. In front wasn’t the rear hill densely populated with trees as before, but rather a desert!
An illusion?
The word popped into Chen Tianlong’s mind.
This was just like the Tianshu Manor before; clearly, he had unwittingly entered an array set by others. And those who could set such an array must be masters.
Could it be that the Mo family’s two grandfathers are masters?
Thinking about it for a second, Chen Tianlong did not linger. Whatever the array, there would always be a way to break it; he needed to get out first.
Therefore, Chen Tianlong stepped forward quickly. This desert seemed long and vast, but it might be virtual, with everything around just illusions.
Thus, Chen Tianlong walked and walked, quickly passing half an hour.
By this time, he was drenched in sweat; damn it, what was supposed to be the middle of the night turned into a blazing daytime. What was going on?
With a disgruntled mood, Chen Tianlong was highly alert to everything around him.
He absolutely did not believe day and night could be controlled on a whim; the only plausible explanation was that all of this was a self-generated illusion, born from the heart.
Deciding not to walk anymore, Chen Tianlong plopped down onto the sand, closed his eyes, and began to use the Heart Method.
What frustrated him even more was that the Heart Method couldn’t be operated, just like last time.
Chen Tianlong wasn’t surprised; if he had indeed entered someone’s Illusion Array, creating an illusion, then it was normal for the Heart Method not to work. Once he broke out of the array, everything would return to normal.
"Hey? Chen Tianlong, how are you here?"
Suddenly, a voice disrupted Chen Tianlong’s meditation.
The voice was like a nightingale’s song, tender and pleasant, extremely familiar.
"Mengting!"
Chen Tianlong was overjoyed and quickly opened his eyes. He never expected Wu Mengting to appear here.
"Hmph!"
Wu Mengting snorted coldly, turned around, and stood still.
Chen Tianlong forced a bitter smile, Wu Mengting apparently was angry. He shook his head and walked over, but he overlooked one point: this was a desert, and Wu Mengting’s appearance seemed abnormal.
But in this world, there is one thing that makes people forget everything in an instant, even if it’s just a dream, he hoped not to wake up too soon.
That is love—a cold-blooded warrior actually fell in love.
"I’m sorry, Mengting, it’s my fault. What you saw that night was my long-lost junior sister." Chen Tianlong feared he couldn’t make it in time and directly spoke the truth from his heart.
He once thought of giving up on Wu Mengting, just silently protecting her and leaving a year later.
He once thought of ruthlessly severing his feelings, but whenever he woke up in the middle of the night, he would inexplicably feel lonely.
Wu Mengting turned around, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness, but a hint of coldness sparkled within.
She opened her arms and began walking toward Chen Tianlong.
Chen Tianlong merely smiled, feeling relieved as if a heavy stone had been lifted from his heart.
However, just as they were about to hug, the coldness in Wu Mengting’s eyes intensified, and suddenly, a shining dagger appeared in her hand.
Raising her hand, the dagger fell!
The dagger quickly stabbed toward Chen Tianlong’s sturdy back.
"Clang!"
At that moment, Chen Tianlong moved.
His finger swiftly pressed Wu Mengting’s back, causing her to stop moving, and the dagger fell to the ground accordingly.
The desert instantly transformed into rocks, and the dagger fell on them, producing a crisp sound.
Wu Mengting pushed Chen Tianlong away and swiftly disappeared into the night.
Everything returned to reality.
"Phew..."
Chen Tianlong let out a deep breath; clearly, the woman earlier was not Wu Mengting, but himself trapped in someone’s Illusion Array, almost fooled.
At this moment, in a cottage, two old men were sitting cross-legged on the floor.
"Who would have thought the kid could remain so clear-minded in an illusion, seeing autumn through winter—a rare talent indeed!" An elderly man with white hair said.
"Hmm, what a pity. He doesn’t seem to carry the Mo Family’s lineage, yet he possesses such cultivation at a young age—a true talent." Another old man nodded, his hair not as white, mixed with black strands, seemingly younger than the first.
These two people were Mo Chou’s uncles.
Mo Family’s seniors, who had been secluded in the rear hill to practice for a decade; whether they went out in between was unknown. After all, these two move without a trace, beyond what ordinary people can encounter.
On a small path.
Chen Tianlong continued forward, the scene earlier left him a bit relieved yet his thoughts still lingered on Wu Mengting.
He originally thought he could escape the shackles of love, letting go of Wu Mengting, but seeing her appearance at that moment, he couldn’t suppress his inner impulses.
At this moment, he finally understood; Wu Mengting had deeply etched into his heart, unable to be forgotten. He planned to explain everything to her properly after returning from this journey.
Thinking as he walked, before long, Chen Tianlong stopped.
A cottage appeared before him, about two hundred square meters. Inside, it was evidently lit.
"This should be the house of those two seniors." Chen Tianlong muttered, stepping forward quickly.
The woman before, even a hallucination, her presence felt real; hence, apart from the two Mo Family seniors, there must be others here.
"Second Grandpa, Third Grandpa, should we deal with the person who intruded into the rear hill?" Mo Xue asked the two old men.
"Xue’Er, you go back and rest first. We’ll handle the rest; this young man clearly isn’t here with good intentions, though it’s unclear his purpose." Second Grandpa Mo Kong thought for a while and said.