Chapter 260

Su Xuan did not expect that after penetrating the secret of the Magic Sound Treasure Box, his soul would be pulled into it by the power of the Magic Sound Treasure Box. Inside the Magic Sound Treasure Box, it is a small world. Although it is a spiritual world, this means is really not something that people of the time can do. However, if you think about the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden mentioned in the original work, and put that theatrical version in, it can only be said that the water in this world is deeper than imagined.

Now it is a martial arts world, but if it is placed in the ancient times, I am afraid it is not just a martial arts world.

Magic Sound Treasure Box, Canglong Seven Constellations, are not things of the time, but ancient things. Even, the duration of their existence is far more than a thousand years, and it may be the existence of a more ancient period.

Listening to the old man's words, combined with the three-hundred-year time limit, Su Xuan quickly thought of a person.

Three hundred years ago, it was the era when Mozi was alive.

The old man in front of him was wearing black and white Mohist clothes. Undoubtedly, he was a Mohist person. Combined with who the Magic Sound Treasure Box finally fell into the hands of, his identity is self-evident.

Mohist founder—Mo Di!

Su Xuan's eyes flickered, a bit surprised. He never denied Mozi's attainments in mechanical arts. Unexpectedly, Mozi's personal strength actually reached such a realm.

Sealing his soul in the Magic Sound Treasure Box, not dissipating for three hundred years, existing in it for three hundred years, although there is the reason for the Magic Sound Treasure Box, his soul strength is also unexpected.

Could it be that this Mozi was a "Primordial Spirit" grandmaster back in his day!

Su Xuan's thoughts flickered. It had to be said, the figure of the old man before him, hovering in the void and looking down at him from above, combined with that unique aura of a senior expert, had Su Xuan momentarily bluffed.

Su Xuan's thought flashed and vanished. He decided to get straight to the point, saying to Mozi, "You have recognized the wrong person. I am not a member of the Mohist School!"

It was unclear if this figure was hard of hearing. He acted as if he hadn't heard Su Xuan at all and continued, "Mohist Leader, since you have already comprehended the Illusion Sound Box and come before me, it is sufficient proof that you are the person of destiny. I have some words I wish to say to you; I hope you will remember them firmly..."

Su Xuan finally came to his senses, realizing that the Mozi before him only spoke according to a set routine and could not communicate like a normal person.

A powerful soul force was released, instantly shrouding the Mozi in front of him. As his soul force swept across, Su Xuan finally discerned the essence of Mozi.

"So it is just a wisp of a split soul, possessing no consciousness!"

Su Xuan, having discerned the essence of the Mozi before him, couldn't help but sigh.

"Although not a Primordial Spirit grandmaster, Mozi, as the founder of the Mohist School, was truly formidable!"

Cultivation realms like Yin Spirit, Yang Spirit, and Primordial Spirit were things Su Xuan had learned of only after obtaining the "Guidance" technique. He had even passed this cultivation method on to others previously. However, before this, there had been few records of cultivation methods beyond the Heaven-Human realm in this world; the Heaven-Human realm seemed to be the peak of cultivation here, and every step beyond it required one to grope forward on their own.

Even without an independent consciousness, the fact that this wisp of Mozi's split soul had not dissipated after three hundred years was enough to show that during his lifetime, his soul had reached an extreme level of strength. It was only because there was no subsequent cultivation method that he had not condensed a Primordial Spirit. At the same time, by observing this wisp of Mozi's split soul, Su Xuan discovered something else.

That was that this split soul had been severed by Mozi from his main soul. To sever one's own soul and then seal it within the Illusion Sound Box—such a method was truly astonishing.

Then, what was the reason that caused Mozi to sever his own soul and seal it in the Illusion Sound Box? And what message did he intend to pass on to future generations?

After discerning the essence of Mozi, Su Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground, choosing a more comfortable posture, and listened quietly.

The more he listened, the more wrong it felt.

Because in Mozi's words, he actually mentioned the Yin-Yang School. He was warning the future Mohist Leader to be wary of the Yin-Yang School.

"Hey, hey, my Yin-Yang School hasn't provoked you, is this really necessary?"

"Three hundred years ago, you took away my Yin-Yang School's Illusion Sound Box. Three hundred years have passed; it's a miracle the Yin-Yang School hasn't been wiped out yet. And you still leave a message for your descendants to be wary of the Yin-Yang School..."

In the empty space, Su Xuan couldn't help but grumble to himself.

Of course, it was just a casual complaint. After all, the Mozi before him was just an image, not a real person, and had no consciousness, making it impossible to communicate with him. Listening to the other party talk to himself was inevitably a bit boring.

After finishing the warning to the Mohist descendants to be wary of the Yin-Yang School, Mozi spoke of another matter.

This matter involved the "Seven Luminaries of the Azure Dragon"!

Hearing this, Su Xuan's gaze suddenly sharpened. He gave up on complaining and listened intently.

The Seven Luminaries of the Azure Dragon—this secret was widely circulated throughout the world. No one knew from which era it began to circulate, but if it were Mozi, if it were three hundred years ago, exploring this secret would undoubtedly be easier than in the present day, especially since Mozi himself was a scholar who had mastered the heavens.

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The words were soon finished by Mozi.

At the end of his speech, Mozi, seemingly worried that the Mohist descendant who had mistakenly entered the Illusion Sound Box would be unable to leave, even pointed out a path for Su Xuan.

The Illusion Sound Box, although just a box, contained a unique power and could be said to be a world unto itself. Once a soul was sucked inside, leaving the Illusion Sound Box was not an easy task. The world inside was like a maze, and the thousands of demonic sounds it played were like thousands of paths; among the many paths, only one was correct.

If one could not find that path, one's soul might be trapped in the Illusion Sound Box forever.

At the same time, if one lingered inside for too long, even if one's soul managed to leave the Illusion Sound Box, the physical body would die due to the soul being absent for too long. Therefore, telling the descendants the way out was very important.

However, Mozi ultimately could not account for everything. Firstly, he did not expect that the person stepping into the Illusion Sound Box would not be the Mohist Leader, but Su Xuan. Secondly, he did not expect that Su Xuan's strength would be even greater than he had imagined.

Su Xuan mobilized his soul force, instantly triggering a backlash from the internal power of the Illusion Sound Box. However, Su Xuan's soul force was simply too strong; in an instant, he broke free from the binding force and then exited the Illusion Sound Box.

On the high platform, Su Xuan slowly opened his eyes. The Illusion Sound Box was still in his palm, the melody playing slowly, echoing in the empty palace.

— Author's Notes —

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