898. The Summoning (2)
Cheng Mobai nodded and said, ”About two thousand and five hundred years ago, a special evil monster was born. That monster had great appetite and ate anything. After having eaten over ten heavenly class masters, he became pickier about food. And he’d eat nothing but heavenly class masters. At the time, those heavenly masters lived in horror. And then someone issued the summoning call and mobilized a lot of heavenly class masters to kill that monster together.”
Mo Fei blinked, eyes involuntarily looking over to Boss Lou, “Son, did you hear that? Eating too much would make everyone angry, and if you make everyone angry, you’d be slaughtered.”
Boss Lou then bit at Mo Fei’s finger.
Mo Fei screamed due to the huge pain. Lou Yu stretched out his hands and took Boss Lou away.
“The silly kid really has sharp teeth! How dare you bite me?” snapped Mo Fei.
Lou Yu helplessly looked at Mo Fei, “All right. Why did you say that to our son?”
Mo Fei shrugged his shoulders, “I’m worried since he is such a big eater. I was just trying to teach him a lesson.”
The shrilling summoning call rang again.
Qian Ye frowned and said, “What is this?”
“The other side urged us again,” Mo Fei said with a dark face.
“Why? What is the hurry? Do we have to go on hearing it?” asked Qian Ye.
“The summoning call matters the whole cultivation world. So, generally speaking, if one hears it, one must go to help, otherwise, that person would become the public enemy of the whole cultivation world.” Said Cheng Mobai.
“What a pity! I have just being promoted to heavenly class for three years and heard this thing? I am so unlucky!” complained Cheng Mobai, face turning pale.
Qian Ye twitched his heart, thinking to himself: I am the poor one, OK? Right after I got promoted to heavenly class, I got stranded in a place where even birds wouldn’t poop. And in that sh*itty place, even a monster that is too fragile to him in the outside world could easily trample him to death.
Finally, he escaped out of that damned place and now met this damn summoning call?
“Is this where the summoning call was made?” Qian Ye asked, looking at the pharmacists’ association’s building in front of them.
Mo Fei nodded, “I think so.”
Qian Ye wore a bitter face, “Why here? I feel like I am sent into the jaws of death.”
“Don’t talk nonsense. We don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse. Let’s go in.” Lou Yu said.
Mo Fei nodded, “All right.”
As Mo Fei walked into the association, he only found that a lot of people were already there. Those people could be mainly divided into three groups. One was those white-beard ‘fortunetellers’, one was those pharmacists from the association, and the other one was those star magicians that had been poisoned.
The atmosphere was a little tense, Mo Fei pressed his lips and found a seat to sit down.
Cheng Mobai sat down beside Zhao Hou, “Old Zhao, what do they summon all of us here for?”
Zhao Hou gave him a sullen look, “They summoned us here to go into Cang Qian’s tomb.”
Cheng Mobai’s changed, “What? Are they kidding?” Last time, it had taken him so much to escape from there. He would never go in again!
Zhao Hou gave a wry smile. If he could choose, he also didn’t want to go back to that hell-like place. But it looks like they couldn’t say no.
Zhao Hou’s eyes swept over at tha man in white sitting in the main seat. His intuition told him that man was dangerous, extremely dangerous. That man was much more dangerous even than a master who was at the late stage of heavenly class he met before. He should have stepped on of his feet into the immortal world!
Cheng Mobai’s eyes rolled around, while Wang Weixing sat beside him, his face a little cloudy.
That man in white stood up and said, “Now that everyone is here, let’s start talking. We’ve called you here to discuss an issue that concerns the very survival of the mainland.”
Mo Fei’s heart had a thump. He was only a small figure! Why ask him here to talk about such a huge thing?
The man in white cast a dim glance at those people present and let out a curtain of light.
Mo Fei then saw that the black fog in Cang Qian’s tomb had begun to spread, the plants around all withered, the living things in the nearby river had also turned into bones.
Mo Fei squinted his eyes. Last time when he went to Cang Qian’s tomb, the environment there was not so bad. If this trend continued, the mainland would soon become like that too.
“Ten thousand years ago, Cang Qian set a Nine-heaven Reincarnation Formation, now the formation has been triggered, and after Cang Qian absorbs enough qi, he is really possible to come back to life. If such a monster resurrects, it’d be absolutely a disaster of the whole continent.” The leading man in white said.