Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

In the back of the mountain.

Li Cheng was conversing with Lin Mo.

"Are you not afraid of me?"

Lin Mo voiced his greatest doubt.

"Afraid of you? Why should I be afraid of you?"

Li Cheng chuckled, shaking his head as he spoke.

"I am the Lone Star of Tiansha, and it's very likely that anyone might be killed by my curse."

Lin Mo stated the words 'Lone Star of Tiansha' with unusual calmness.

A serene look filled his eyes.

It seemed he didn't care at all about his identity as the Lone Star of Tiansha.

"You're talking about mortals, but I am not one."

Li Cheng laughed again and said.

His true form was a city.

He did not belong to the Human Race.

"You are not human? Then what are you?"

Lin Mo was taken aback, asking subconsciously.

"This is not the place to talk, come with me."

Li Cheng beckoned.

With a swift motion, he soared into the sky.

Before Lin Mo could come to his senses, he suddenly felt a powerful force pulling him.

The next moment, both he and the Profound Iron Coffin he was dragging flew up and followed in the direction where Li Cheng had disappeared.

At the original spot, several Human Cultivators looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

...

The Li Cheng who had flown away arrived at a tall mountain.

Standing at the peak.

Looking down from the summit, the vast land below was enveloped in clouds, resembling the Immortal Realm.

Li Cheng brought them here.

After setting Lin Mo down, he stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down with an indifferent gaze.

"Why... why have you brought me here?"

Lin Mo took a deep breath, his expression still fairly calm as he slowly asked.

"I wanted to have a chat, to get to know each other. How about it?"

Li Cheng was without airs, smiling as he made the suggestion.

"I am the Lone Star of Tiansha, staying with me brings no benefits to you."

Lin Mo stated blandly.

"Lone Star of Tiansha? Do you think I'm afraid? Maybe your destined misfortune truly exists but it only affects mortals; to me, it's utterly useless."

Li Cheng spoke with full confidence.

That confidence stemmed from his Cultivation Levels.

In less than a month he had reached such a state; if he wasn't confident, who would be?

No sooner had Li Cheng finished his sentence,

Before Lin Mo could reply,

Suddenly,

The Firmament above underwent a sudden change.

A torrential rain unexpectedly fell.

But what happened next was quite miraculous.

The rain seemed to be empowered by some force, falling heavily to the ground.

Yet the moment it hit, a gust of wind swept in.

The rain was blown to one side.

Then...

Then Li Cheng was drenched like a drowned rat, having had no time to use his power.

Surprisingly, Lin Mo next to him hadn't been touched by a single drop of rain.

Li Cheng: "..."

Had he just been humiliated right after speaking?

No! This was merely a coincidence!

Besides, what Lone Star of Tiansha?

He was a Cultivator, so was a bit of rain considered bad luck? What a joke.

With a wave of his hand, Li Cheng instantly wiped himself dry.

All traces of the rain disappeared.

His robes were fresh and new.

"What bad luck, the Lone Star of Tiansha, actually this thing..."

Li Cheng was about to speak, trying to salvage his image,

But before he could finish,

A bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the Firmament above, aiming straight for Li Cheng.

Li Cheng was momentarily stunned but quickly reacted, dodging the lightning with swift movement.

Boom!!

Lightning struck the mountain.

Li Cheng, however, perfectly dodged it.

He was about to speak again.

The next moment, the ground beneath his feet suddenly split open, as if just struck by lightning, causing a chain reaction.

Li Cheng glanced down.

Bang!

His gaze had only just shifted down.

Large swathes of the ground collapsed, and half of the tall mountain crumbled away, with giant boulders tumbling down.

Li Cheng instantly snapped back to reality, wanting to channel his mana to levitate and avoid falling.

But at this very moment, coincidentally,

his mana circulation encountered an issue, and he couldn't muster any mana at once.

This time his mana wouldn't flow.

Li Cheng, along with the collapsing half of the mountain, fell down.

"The seven hundred and fourth one."

Standing on another mountain that was completely unaffected, Lin Mo muttered this number to himself.

He had grown accustomed to it.

Anyone who dared to come into contact with him would be struck by misfortune, falling in various ways.

The four characters "Lone Star of Tiansha" had shrouded his life.

Lin Mo, dragging the coffin behind him, prepared to find a way down the mountain.

Crash!

"Young man, where are you headed?"

A voice came through once again, causing Lin Mo to halt his steps.

Lin Mo's pupils slightly constricted as he turned to look.

There was Li Cheng, flying up from below the mountain, his body surrounded by swirling air currents forming a protective sphere around him.

At that moment, the way Li Cheng looked at Lin Mo, it was with wariness.

This existence, which was clearly a mortal,

seemed to naturally carry bad luck and misfortune, contaminating anyone he touched with such ill fate.

Even Li Cheng now believed in Lin Mo's identity as the Lone Star of Tiansha.

It was truly too terrifying.

In the short span of an incense stick burning, he had become extremely unlucky.

Torrential downpour, lightning from the skies, mountains collapsing, mana not circulating.

These were all mere coincidences.

But when all these coincidences combined, it couldn't be explained by chance anymore.

"Who exactly are you? Are you really not afraid of me?"

Lin Mo slightly furrowed his brow, as he had never encountered someone who could survive under his streak of bad luck.

Upon hearing this,

Li Cheng no longer beat around the bush, introducing himself formally to Lin Mo.

At the same time, he began to speak earnestly with Lin Mo.

Through these 'coincidental' events,

Li Cheng understood that Lin Mo was not simple.

Lin Mo didn't make more of a fuss, conversing with Li Cheng and sharing everything he needed to say.

After all was said and done,

Lin Mo raised his head to look at the firmament, as if praying, yet also musing.

"I have no other wishes, nor any needs. What I want is only cultivation! I wish to cultivate!"

Lin Mo's eyes were filled with intense longing.

He yearned to cultivate.

But he was unable to do so.

From a young age, he had been told that he was the Lone Star of Tiansha, and that if he cultivated, it would bring chaos to the world.

So no one ever imparted any cultivation techniques to him.

From childhood, he could only practice the martial arts of the ordinary folk, using the Profound Iron Coffin for training.

Merely by relying on these, he still reached the Martial Arts Zenith in his teenage years.

As a mortal, he could fight against a cultivator at the Qi Refinement Stage without being outmatched.

But...

This was not what he desired.

What he wanted was to follow the legendary path to ascend to the Immortal Realm.

He wished to cultivate to the peak!

He desired to bring back all those loved ones, friends, who had perished because of him!

To achieve all this, he could only take the path of immortality!

And reach the very end of that immortal path!

This was Lin Mo's greatest need!

"Cultivation... Perhaps... Perhaps I might be able to help you,"

Li Cheng hesitated briefly before slowly speaking up.

In his mind, an enigmatic figure surfaced involuntarily...