Jun Wuhen noticed the Formation Plate in Su Meier's hand and immediately understood as well.
A cold sneer appeared on his face.
"So you're merely borrowing external power."
"Nothing more."
With a flick of his wrist, the black spear shot forward like a streak of darkness, tearing through the sky as it hurtled toward the Black Tortoise Formation.
The spear's tip gleamed with a chilling light, as though it sought to rip apart everything standing before it.
Jun Sha and the other two Body Integration Realm Elders secretly breathed sighs of relief.
They had nearly believed Mo Yu was truly a sixth-tier Formation Grandmaster.
Fortunately, he had only relied on the power of an Immortal Artifact.
That was far less frightening.
The three immediately unleashed their own Spirit Treasures, joining Jun Wuhen's assault.
Brilliant lights erupted across the heavens as countless Spiritual Treasures crashed against the Formation.
Thunderous explosions echoed endlessly, shaking the very fabric of space.
Su Meier reacted without hesitation, pouring Spiritual Qi into the Formation Plate.
The Black Tortoise phantom immediately grew far more solid, its colossal body radiating ancient majesty.
It raised its head and released a deafening roar that shook the heavens.
Invisible shockwaves rippled outward, colliding head-on with the combined attacks of the four Body Integration Realm experts.
A cataclysmic explosion erupted.
The sky trembled.
Space distorted.
Yet neither side gained even the slightest advantage.
They remained perfectly locked in a stalemate.
Meanwhile, Mo Yu continuously poured mountains of Spirit Stones into the Formation, using them to replenish its immense energy consumption.
Only after everything stabilized did he let out a long breath before collapsing onto the ground in exhaustion.
Sweat soaked his clothes.
After all, he was still only a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Even with an Immortal Artifact, constructing and maintaining a sixth-tier Formation was an enormous burden.
Without Yan Xi assisting him throughout the process, completing it would have been impossible.
Just then, the System's voice echoed in Mo Yu's mind.
"Detected that Murong Yi has almost completely submitted to you."
"Murong Yi's Favorability: 99."
"Although she still harbors a few lingering reservations, she is already willing to give everything for you—including her own life."
"Please continue your efforts."
"Villain Points +200."
"Reward: Immortal Artifact — Heavenly Poison Pearl."
"Heavenly Poison Pearl: An Immortal Artifact that possesses both supreme poisonous and purifying powers."
Mo Yu's eyes lit up.
At the same time, a trace of confusion surfaced in his heart.
Ninety-nine already?
Was it really that easy?
Did she actually get moved by everything I did?
Curious, he immediately inspected the System Space.
Floating quietly within it was an emerald-green pearl, radiant like flawless jade.
A dense poison aura lingered around its surface, yet it was strangely accompanied by a pure, cleansing light.
The two opposing forces coexisted in perfect harmony.
The poison aspect was self-explanatory.
It could eradicate enemies with terrifying toxins.
The purification aspect, on the other hand, was capable of dispelling poisons and cleansing impurities.
Both abilities were extraordinarily useful.
Unfortunately...
Neither could help him in the current situation.
Mo Yu withdrew his attention and took out the jade hairpin Xia Ningbing had given him.
At this moment, the delicate hairpin was emitting a faint, warm glow.
"Third Senior Sister should be here soon..."
Mo Yu murmured softly.
Although he didn't know what the glow actually represented, his instincts told him only one thing.
Reinforcements were coming.
Nothing inspired more confidence than having one of the protagonists backing you.
They might have a habit of arriving at the last possible moment...
But one thing was certain.
They always arrived in time to save someone.
"Woo..."
Just as Mo Yu was deep in thought, a muffled whimper came from beside him.
He turned and found Murong Yi staring at him with wide, pleading eyes.
With a casual wave of his hand, he removed the seal over her mouth.
"Master! Phew... I can finally speak."
Murong Yi let out a long sigh of relief before asking anxiously,
"Master... are we really going to make it out of here safely?"
Although she believed Mo Yu wouldn't die, she wasn't nearly as confident about her own chances of surviving.
"Yes."
Mo Yu answered without hesitation, his tone calm and unwavering.
"You'll return safely."
As he spoke, he took out a jade flute and held it out to her.
"Here. Try blowing this."
Murong Yi blinked in confusion.
At a moment like this...
He still had the mood for that?
After a brief pause, she awkwardly replied,
"...Master, my hands are still tied up by you."
"Oh."
Mo Yu acknowledged her words with a nod.
...Yet made absolutely no move to untie her.
Instead, he simply stood up and brushed the dust from his robes.
Murong Yi's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Master... you can't treat your disciple like this..."
Mo Yu paid her no attention.
Slowly, he closed his eyes.
"Sister Yanxi... I'll leave this to you."
Yan Xi's amused voice echoed within his mind.
"I truly have no idea where you keep finding all these Immortal Artifacts."
The next moment, Mo Yu's eyes gradually turned crimson.
Yan Xi temporarily took control of his body.
She picked up the Soul-Suppressing Flute and gently placed it against his lips.
A soft, melodious tune drifted into the air.
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High above, Su Meier was gradually being forced onto the defensive.
Even with the support of the Black Tortoise Formation, she remained only a Void Refinement cultivator.
Facing the combined assault of three Body Integration experts, the pressure was simply overwhelming.
Just then—
A graceful melody echoed across the battlefield.
The music flowed like a crystal-clear spring through the heavens, washing over everyone present.
Su Meier suddenly felt her entire body grow lighter.
The Spiritual Qi that had become sluggish within her meridians began flowing smoothly once more.
Her speed increased.
Her strength surged.
Even her reactions became noticeably sharper.
She instinctively turned toward the source of the music.
There stood Mo Yu, quietly playing the jade flute.
"...This little fellow..."
Warmth flickered across Su Meier's beautiful fox-like eyes.
At the same time, astonishment filled her heart.
He's truly a monster.
A Divine Soul comparable to a Soul Transformation cultivator... and yet another Immortal Artifact.
She immediately realized the truth.
Mo Yu wasn't actually proficient in the Dao of Music.
Instead, he was forcefully controlling the flute through the sheer strength of his Divine Soul while relying on the overwhelming power of an Immortal Artifact.
Even so...
The melody was more than enough to influence a battle of this level.
Empowered by the flute's harmonious music, Su Meier gradually reversed the situation.
The tide of battle slowly shifted in her favor.
Meanwhile, the experts from Starry Sky Holy Land experienced the exact opposite.
To them, the beautiful melody sounded like a demonic requiem.
Their emotions became restless.
Their minds grew chaotic.
The circulation of Spiritual Qi slowed dramatically, while their bodies felt unbearably heavy, as though trapped within a swamp.
Even their movements became sluggish.
"Damn it!"
Jun Sha's expression darkened.
"That brat actually understands the Dao of Music and is using it to interfere with us!"
Another Body Integration elder wore an expression of both fury and disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
"He's only a Nascent Soul cultivator!"
"How can he influence the minds of Body Integration experts?"
Jun Wuhen's gaze quietly settled upon Mo Yu.
After only a brief glance, he understood everything.
"So..."
"A high-grade Spirit Treasure."
"No wonder."
His eyes shifted toward Su Meier once more, and he spoke in an unexpectedly calm voice.
"It seems..."
"I won't be reclaiming my belongings today."
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