Chapter 110: Trace

Before Li Mo’s house was a truck with the logo ‘Wind Express Delivery’ on it, with the workers carefully unloading the boxes into the living room.

“Easy, handle them with care. You won’t be able to pay any if you break them!”

The boss admonished them and made the workers tense up.

It took the workers three hours to unload the hundred or so boxes.

“What are these?” An Yuxin looked at the piles of boxes flummoxed.

“Antiques.”

The boxes contained precious relics of different ages, with the oldest being from the Tang dynasty(T/N: 618-907).

Li Mo had entrusted Yu Boyan and Zhang Jingshen with this by paying one billion RMB.

The past Li Mo was obsessed with antiques while the present one just took it as a hobby. He had no interest in collecting them. He got them for another reason entirely. 

A hundred antiques were spread all over the living room.

Seeing Li Mo taking stock, An Yuxin went on the first floor to vacuum.

Li Mo took out the Staff of Origin and tested every antique.

This morning’s three golden coins divination turned out to be all heads. This promised a beyond lucky day.

Li Mo wouldn’t have used the Staff of Origin if not for this lucky forecast.

Li Mo picked up one antique after the other but the 11th, a luminous cup, began to shine. The Staff of Origin did the same. 

Hum~

A time-space rupture appeared before Li Mo while the luminous cup now lost all its splendor.

The Staff of Origin had the ability to bring out a time-space rupture of a perfectly preserved antique with a certain chance.

Li Mo tried many antiques, yet only this one showed results.

The Staff of Origin, the Human race’s ancestral artifact, could trace back its origin!

Li Mo’s body refining had reached the final step. He knew how to proceed but lacked the means. The things he needed were likely to not even exist in this world. As such, the next best place to search was an ancient time-space rupture.

Li Mo put the cup down and entered.

An Yuxin soon finished vacuuming and came downstairs. She was no practitioner and couldn’t even see the rupture, much less enter it, despite walking through it.

An Yuxin had long got used to Li Mo’s disappearing acts so, nonplussed, she put away the vacuum cleaner then tidied the antique-filled living room

Li Mo found himself in a five meters wide and five meters long cellar.

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That was the extent of this world. With no other way in or out.

Li Mo scoured the place ending with ten or so wine jars.

Li Mo took them and left.

Crack~

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Just as Li Mo returned, the rupture behind him collapsed.

An Yuxin sat on the couch, humming Ye Xiaolu’s song, Flying Angel. Li Mo popping up got her flustered and stopped singing. 

Li Mo smiled, “Your singing is beautiful, much better than the original.”

“Don’t laugh at me. This song is Ye Xiaolu’s best song.”

“I am not laughing. Your voice has a certain charm to it. Ye Xiaolu’s was void, without feeling.”

Li Mo pulled the drawer to the coffee table to meet with the savage glare of a dalmatian plushie. 

Ye Xiaolu was pissed. The haughty and conceited her was compelled to react like this when meeting with someone like Li Mo who evaluated her so lowly.

“You should go and nurture your singing.”

“Truly? Is my singing good?” An Yuxin lit up.

“Of course.”

The dalmatian plushie wanted to jump out but was unable to move. She was now the array’s core, left to indulge Li Mo’s whims.  

Li Mo chuckled and closed the drawer. Did he perhaps detect a hint of defeat in her eyes?

‘I must be seeing things.’

Li Mo took out the Staff of Origin and resumed testing antiques.

With how small the previous time-space rupture was, it hardly used the Staff of Origin’s power.

Li Mo passed through the 21st antique and on the 22nd, it shined.

It was an intact ancient bronze sword.

Hum~

The time-space rupture appeared and the Staff of Origin lost its light even before the sword did.

Li Mo jumped in.

呜呜呜呜——

In the dead of night, a chilly wind blew. Li Mo was standing before the entrance to a large tomb, looking around.

This world was a lot bigger than a cellar. This tomb was the center of it, while behind it there was also a tall mountain.

Li Mo surveyed the place with Celestial Eye and listened with Earth Listening.

The spiritual qi was so dense as if it was akin to a natural paradise. This place was not common. 

But the nature of this spiritual qi…

‘Is yin spiritual qi!’

Yin qi to nurture souls, yin qi to nurture demons. And this tomb was packed full of it. It was the best place for demons to cultivate.

‘Where’s the demon?’

Li Mo, with his sharp hearing, could hear the wind rustling the grass from 5 kilometers.

‘There is none?’

A time-space rupture world was a time-space memory of the past. As this wasn’t the original world, to begin with, this circumstance was normal.

“Ha-ha-ha~”

When Li Mo figured there was no demon around, a wicked wind blew at him. The wicked wind carried with it a bewitching voice that could stir the soul.

Li Mo just realized.

The wicked wind came beyond his Earth Listening range. Since it was in the beginning stage, the Earth Listening was limited to 5 km. 

Outside that distance was the edge of this world.

The wicked wind seemed to fly around the tomb once before diving in.

“Let me go, let me go! I have kids and a wife and have to support my parents. Please let me go!”

A cry came out of the black wicked wind, that of a male soldier begging for help.

Li Mo could clearly see the soldier armored but weaponless.

He used to have a weapon, but it was the same weapon the Staff of Origin resonated with, the bronze sword.

“Letting you go is simple. Just play with us three sisters and if you satisfy us, we will naturally let you go, ha-ha-ha…”

A charming laughter traveled from the wicked wind.

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