Chapter 1398: Heavenly Voices of the Nine Heavens

The Dreary Star was close to the central region of the Astral Hell.

Moving forwards, Chakravarti-raja Star would be nearby.

And the king of the Astral Hell, the Chakravarti Ghostly King, would also be nearby.

After killing the Howling Celestial Dog, Wu Yu would no longer have to worry about the Gu Huo Immortal Lord following him like a boil.

Their enmity had already been established since the Gu Qiang Immortal Lord’s demise. It was the Gu Qiang Immortal Lord’s own despotic ways and the Primeval Mighty Miracle God Tribe’s arrogance that had caused Wu Yu to react.

He had to defend himself, or he might have died.

The Gu Huo Immortal Lord had chased him relentlessly, and Wu Yu had to bare his fangs, or risk being called a sheep.

Ye Xixi was not overcome by her fear. She knew that removing the Howling Celestial Dog meant that the Gu Huo Immortal Lord would be hard-pressed to catch them again. She feared nothing, and continued to follow Wu Yu towards Chakravarti-raja Star.

Along the way, she looked around, enjoying a break from the long years of cultivation.

The Full Moon of Nanshan also came out occasionally for a walk. But in order to avoid trouble, he always concealed himself. With Gone from the Skies refined to a high level, even Wu Yu did not know his location.

"Even those at the Great Void Immortal Realm cannot see me. If you could, wouldn’t that be a waste of my time?" the Full Moon of Nanshan said haughtily.

The three of them continued to move forward at a comfortable pace.

"In truth, I should also be considering your Marks of an Immortal King. Perhaps you both will also be able to become immortal kings before long," Wu Yu mused.

"Oh, we’re very easily satisfied. Modest demands. We don’t need any high and mighty 10th-grade Mark of an Immortal King and all that. Just a humble ninth-grade Mark of an Immortal King will do," the Full Moon of Nanshan quipped.

Ye Xixi said, "Big Brother Yu, don’t listen to his nonsense. Just throw him a first-grade Mark of an Immortal King."

The Full Moon of Nanshan said, "Honestly, this might be the only chance we have at a 10th-grade Mark of an Immortal King. Since we’re here, we should fight hard for it. Of course, Xixi and I aren’t too worried. With you protecting us, why would we even care about a measly ninth-grade Mark of an Immortal King?"

Wu Yu, of course, had started to think more and more about the 10th-grade Mark of an Immortal King. After all, this might well be his one and only chance in this world.

The three were of a like mind, and increased their pace towards the Chakravarti-raja Star.

Once he had his fill of fresh air outside, the Full Moon of Nanshan returned to the Floating Dreams Pagoda to cultivate. After all, even with Wu Yu’s Imparting skill and copious amounts of time, they were still unable to be of help to him.

Ye Xixi remained outside with Wu Yu. After proceeding a bit further towards the Chakravarti-raja Star, even Lazy wanted to be let out.

Soon enough, they were only a few days’ journey away from the Chakravarti-raja Star. They could already see the clouds in front.

Suddenly, Lazy started to meow excitedly. Ye Xixi said, "It says that its brethren is near."

"Another one - has to be Mo Yuji’s All Amalgamating Cat." Wu Yu moved towards the direction that Lazy had indicated. Before long, he could hear sounds of battle. Mo Yuji must have met with the ghostly immortals from hell.

They crept closer, and indeed spotted Dhritarashtra’s group fighting against some ghostly immortals. There were about seven or eight enemies, mostly 9-realm immortal lords. One amongst them was at the ghostly king level, and probably about as strong as the Blood Robed Ghostly King. Mo Yuji was personally dealing with this ghostly king.

Mo Yuji was sitting cross-legged in the skies. Her fair skin was framed by her long, cascading hair. In her hands, she held a pipa of white jade. The shining gems on it and the quality of the immortal treasure were extraordinary, and announced its status as a great void immortal treasure. It was probably about the same quality as the Gu Huo Immortal Lord’s Greater Darkness Heaven. The Gu Di Immortal Lord’s memories told him that this great void immortal treasure was called the Heavenly Voices of the Nine Heavens. Even amongst great void immortal treasures, it was of superb quality.

It was said that Dhritarashtra himself used a similar pipa, and specialized in the melodic riffs. He used musical notes as an immortal technique to attack. His most practiced move was a masterpiece that Mo Yuji had also learned. She was a beautiful sight to watch, standing her ground as her slim, elegant fingers flew up and down the pipa’s strings. Wu Yu was too far for the melody to deal any serious damage. Removed from its deadly effects, the song was moving, but the ghostly immortals on the battlefield were subject to a different experience. Their faces were contorted, their fighting abilities were scattered, and even the ghostly king was being battered. He used all sorts of techniques, but could not close in on Mo Yuji.

"This Mo Yuji seems even stronger than the Gu Huo Immortal Lord." Seeing a ghostly king forced onto the back foot, Wu Yu knew that this would be a formidable opponent in the fight for the 10th-grade Mark of an Immortal King. It was his first time watching Mo Yuji fight seriously, and he was full of admiration. Unlike him, this person had Dhritarashtra himself for a father, and she had inherited an elite immortal’s legacy too.

Although their squad had many women, they fought well, despite their frail-looking frames. Each was a veteran of many battles, and the ghostly cultivators’ eyes were popping at these capable beauties. Especially the ghostly king - he had thought to enjoy them, and now he was trying to stay alive against Mo Yuji’s furious onslaught.

"Who the hell are you?! Why have you come to the Astral Hell!?"

The ghostly immortals cussed angrily as they continued to fend off the Dhritarashtra contingent. Finally, only the ghostly king was left standing. Surrounded by about 20 9-realm immortal lords, he was wounded deep enough to expose bone. He was raving and drooling, and had lost all control of his emotions, weeping, crying, and laughing as he was driven to the brink of insanity. Finally, Mo Yuji slew him and then destroyed his body.

"A pity." If they had left immediately after killing him, Wu Yu could have devoured the corpse. After all, it was an immortal king equivalent. But they had destroyed the body, so Wu Yu had no chance.

Actually, Wu Yu had been waiting for such an opportunity. A ghostly king’s understanding would help him out considerably.

"Let’s go." After seeing this fight, Wu Yu had no wish to linger here.

"Since you’re already here, why hurry to leave?"

Unexpectedly, she had already spotted him. Wu Yu had thought that she would not notice him from so far away, in the heat of battle.

However, before watching the fight, he had already sent Lazy and Ye Xixi back into the Floating Dreams Pagoda, so that they would not be recognized by Mo Yuji. As for Wu Yu, in order to avoid trouble, he had assumed the Chifeng Immortal Lord’s image before coming close. Otherwise, if his ghostly immortal body had been tied to the Chifeng Immortal Lord, then they would know that he could change his appearance at will.

"Chifeng Immortal Lord?"

Mo Yuji came over imperiously with her escort of experts, vestiges of her killing intent still lingering after the battle.

"My deepest respects to Immortal Mo," Wu Yu said deferentially.

Mo Yuji eyed Wu Yu, and said, "The Gu Huo Immortal Lord asked me for a favor. He wanted my help in searching for a certain Chifeng Immortal Lord. Did you kill the Gu Di Immortal Lord?"

Wu Yu said, "I beg Immortal Mo’s forgiveness. It was a desperate gesture to protect my own life."

Mo Yuji said, "Killing the Gu Di Immortal Lord in a chaotic fight is no mean feat."

"I thank Immortal Mo for her praise. I wonder if Immortal Mo has any other business with me?"

Mo Yuji’s eyes narrowed. "Are you not afraid that I will help the Gu Huo Immortal Lord and capture you?"

Wu Yu smiled slightly. "The Gu Huo Immortal Lord could not catch me, and Immortal Mo will be no different. Therefore, I am not worried. Besides, I have a grudge with the Gu Huo Immortal Lord, but not with Immortal Mo. With me around, the Gu Huo Immortal Lord will be distracted, and unable to focus on the 10th-grade Mark of an Immortal King. Immortal Mo will naturally leave me alone."

Actually, he could tell that Mo Yuji had no romantic interest in the Gu Huo Immortal Lord at all. She only had eyes for the 10th-grade Mark of an Immortal King.

"Well reasoned." Mo Yuji laughed lightly.

She looked Wu Yu over and then suddenly said, "Chifeng Immortal Lord, you have an All Amalgamating Cat with you. My own precious one can sense it." Saying this, her own black cat appeared in her arms.

The black cat was small but powerfully built. It had keen eyes, and had grown quickly with her. Compared to the fat and round Lazy, it was indeed a world apart.

No wonder she could sense them from a great distance. Just as Lazy had found them, this black cat had spotted Wu Yu’s group.

It was difficult to prevaricate now that they had already been sensed. A kind was attracted to its own.

Wu Yu nodded. "I do indeed."

"That is a stroke of fate. I wonder if we may allow them to get to know each other?" Mo Yuji smiled.

Wu Yu thought about this. After all, Lazy did not come out often. And if he successfully wedded Luo Pin in the future, the mystical dragon tribe would also back him, and he did not have too much to worry about. Therefore, he was fine with it. Lazy was dying to meet its kind too, and so Wu Yu let it out.

"Meow meow!"

"Meow meow!"

The moment the two cats were released, they tumbled in a ball of black and white, grooming each other with a fervor, eyes half-closed in pleasure. They had forgotten their owners.

"Haha." Wu Yu laughed gaily.

"Keke." Mo Yuji also giggled. She called a few times, but the black cat ignored her, continuing to groom Lazy.

"Let’s go!" She grabbed the unwilling black cat by the scruff and then turned to look at Wu Yu again. "You’re a bold one, and very interesting. If you can delay the Gu Huo Immortal Lord and cause a lot of trouble, I don’t mind giving you an eighth-grade Mark of an Immortal King."

"Meow meow!"

Lazy was grumpy at being forced apart.

Wu Yu laughed: "If that’s the case, then Immortal Mo can already give me an eighth-grade Mark of an Immortal King."

"What?"

Wu Yu looked directly into her eyes. "The Howling Celestial Dog is dead. Does that count?"

"You!" Mo Yuji’s cherry lips parted in surprise as she regarded Wu Yu.

After a long while, she regained her composure and smileD. "An impertinent one indeed. You surprise me. But the eighth-grade Mark of an Immortal King will be handed over after I succeed. You know what my success entails."

"Of course. Immortal Mo gaining the 10th-grade Mark of an Immortal King."