Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

"I was not able to provide good service before. I hope you can forgive me for my mistake this time!"

The maid named No. 37 looked as if she had just escaped death and her face was frighteningly pale.

But after hearing the gray shadow man's order, she immediately saluted pitifully to the fire giant.

"Forget it this time. If you violate the taboos of our race again next time, don't blame me for swallowing you up."

The fire giant seemed to be awakened by the attack from the gray shadow man. The anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, but he still uttered a low warning from his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the flames on the giant's body rolled up, and his body quickly shrank several times.

He turned into a red-robed man who was only the height of an ordinary person. A pair of strange red horns could be vaguely seen on his head, but his face was completely covered by the red glow.

At this moment, the gray shadow muttered a few words to Maid No. 37.

Then he nodded, ending the conversation, and apologized to the figure in the firelight:
"So you are a member of that clan. No. 37's behavior just now really offended you."

"But considering her limited knowledge and inability to understand your background, please don't take it too seriously."

"I will immediately arrange for a better maid to serve you exclusively."

"Hmph, whatever you say. I just hope the trade fair can start as soon as possible. I don't want to waste too much time in this dark realm."

The red-robed demon cultivator snorted coldly, and without anyone's guidance, he turned into a huge fireball.

It flew straight towards an empty stone pavilion in the sky, and finally landed steadily on it.

The gray figure below seemed to reveal a helpless smile when he saw this situation.

He waved to Maid No. 37 who was still kneeling on the ground, and then his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace in an instant, just as he had first appeared.

The maid in black veil slowly stood up and left the place as well.

Although Lin Mo was very curious about the reason why the red-robed demon cultivator suddenly got angry, he saw that the matter had been resolved.

He withdrew his gaze, slowly closed his eyes, and began to adjust his state.

At this moment, the woman in his arms got off him very gently and stood quietly behind him.

She patted his shoulders gently with her two jade-skinny hands, as if she was imitating the actions of an ordinary maid in the human world, taking care of him with all her heart.

With Lin Mo's strong physical strength, he certainly didn't need such care to relieve any fatigue.

But when he smelled the faint fragrance coming from behind him and felt the soft rhythmic patting on his shoulders, it was undoubtedly an extremely pleasant experience.

He sat silently on the bench, his body not moving at all, as if he was really immersed in a state of half sleep and half wakefulness.

As time passed quietly, the crowd of people scattered in the stone pavilion gradually gathered.

After several hours of silence, finally 80% to 90% of the stone pavilions were filled with monks from all walks of life.

Although there are only about four or five hundred participants, it is considered that there may be dozens of extremely powerful old men in the middle stage of fusion among them.

As well as the priceless virtual-level magic weapons carried by most other practitioners, this unprecedented exchange meeting is undoubtedly something people are looking forward to.

However, even though the number of participants increased significantly, the practitioners of both the human and demon races on the stone pavilion still maintained indifferent expressions.

Some were sitting still, some were drinking alone, and no one wanted to actively communicate with others nearby. The whole hall was filled with an unusually quiet and eerie atmosphere.

Another half an hour later, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the white platform above the void in the hall.

In a corner of the golden magic circle, a huge black gong and a green figure appeared.

The giant gong was as tall as a person, and its surface was an extremely decayed black color with patches of rust on the edges.

In the center is a pattern of a one-eyed black dragon, faintly flashing with an enchanting red light.

At the same time, the green figure that appeared with the black gong was actually a burly man with a naked upper body holding a purple hammer, like a strongman wearing a yellow cloak.

Although his entire body was light green and he did not look like an ordinary human, he did not emanate any demonic aura, making it difficult for people to determine his true identity.

However, the sturdy man's skin was green with a hint of gold, and faintly revealed a metallic luster. It was obvious that he must have practiced some unique body-building techniques, which made his physical strength far beyond that of ordinary people.

The many practitioners in the surrounding stone pavilions all turned their eyes to the giant gong and the sturdy man on the stone platform, waiting for their next move.

However, the green-skinned strongman ignored all the attention and just took a deep breath.

The green light on his body surface flashed, and his size instantly increased by more than twice, turning into a giant three meters tall.

His arms were muscular and thicker than several laps.

The giant waved his arms, tightly grasped the purple copper hammer in his hands, and struck the black gong solemnly and slowly.

Accompanied by a melodious bell sound, a circle of purple light spread out from the center of the giant gong, and then quickly dissipated into nothingness.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lin Mo couldn't help but be stunned.

Before he could react, the burly man struck the giant gong.

His body shrank rapidly like a deflated ball, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a skinny old man who looked like a skeleton, with a head full of white hair and a strange appearance as if he was about to die.

The blow just now seemed to have consumed all the blood and life force of this strong man at once.

Naturally, the faces of the many practitioners in the stone pavilion changed drastically.

Black Domain's actions are obviously not aimless!

Lin Mo's pupils couldn't help but shrink, but the sound of the bell just now sounded very normal to his ears, and there was nothing unusual about it.

However, in the next moment, he suddenly felt the spiritual power in his body begin to boil. At the same time, the blood flow rate in his body suddenly increased several times, and the inside of his body instantly became extremely hot.

"what on earth is it?"

Lin Mo was startled and immediately stood up from his chair.

The powerful true energy in his body began to circulate, forcibly suppressing all the strange phenomena in his body.

However, almost at the same time, he realized that his magic power had changed compared to before.

It seemed that after the bell rang, there were slight signs of growth.

Not only Lin Mo was shocked, but all the practitioners present also noticed a subtle change in their own mana after being surprised. However, for practitioners above the fusion stage, this increase is almost negligible, and is only equivalent to several months of hard practice.

However, practitioners in the Refining Void Stage benefited greatly. After the sound of a gong, their magic power seemed to have increased by more than ten years of hard practice.

This made the practitioners in the Nascent Soul stage ecstatic.

However, those seniors in the fusion stage seemed somewhat confused and uneasy.

Although everyone's eyes were fixed on the huge black gong, revealing various fiery emotions such as greed and ecstasy, as if they wanted to take it for themselves immediately.

Just listening to that magical sound once can actually enhance one's spiritual practice strength. This is truly a jaw-dropping miracle!

Although the backlash effect of this treasure cannot be ignored, and may even cause the person who strikes it to lose his essence, blood, and lifespan, there is no doubt that this is still a treasure that can be called a miracle.

What if this treasure is really the legendary Xuantian treasure?

Many participants from both ethnic groups were secretly speculating.

Lin Mo stared at the dark gong and drum, his heart also filled with shock, and at the same time he couldn't help but doubt its true identity.

However, in this mysterious black space, spiritual perception ability is greatly restricted.

The black gong cannot be detected from a distance.

If he himself possessed the power of the Xuantian Fruit, he might be able to more accurately confirm whether this treasure truly belonged to the Xuantian category.

At this moment, the strongman on the platform transformed into a white-haired old man.

Suddenly, he respectfully placed the copper hammer in his hand on the black stone table in front of him. Then, a flash of light appeared under his feet, and he disappeared instantly.

Immediately afterwards, another figure replaced his position and appeared next to the giant gong.

This person was wearing a silver brocade robe and a golden dragon mask on his face. His eyes were emerald green, and he was obviously not an ordinary human.

When this mysterious figure appeared, everyone in the flying pavilion focused their attention on him.

The mysterious figure named Jinmianren looked around, green light flashing in his eyes, then he coughed lightly and began to speak:

"My fellow Taoists, I believe that everyone has personally experienced the magical power of the 'Qitian Gong' just now."

"And the sound of the gong just now is a small gift from us in the Black Territory to you all."

"At the same time, this 'Qitian Gong' is also one of the finale treasures of our exchange conference, and it is also the treasure that debuted at this exchange conference."

"I firmly believe that with the value of this treasure, I will not disappoint you fellow Taoists!"

"What? It turns out that this treasure is used for exchange!"

Although most people had already expected it, some people still couldn't help but scream out in surprise when they heard Jinmianren personally confirm it.

"As long as you can bring me a treasure that satisfies me, why can't I exchange this Qitian Gong for it?"

Jinmianren smiled slightly, his tone quite confident.

"This is really puzzling. This is not the first time that I have participated in your domain's exchange conference."

“Although I dare not say that the treasures that your domain has previously offered for exchange are all mediocre, but among so many exchange activities, treasures of this heaven-defying level are rare.”

"Besides, this is the first time your domain has offered a treasure for exchange. Could it be that your domain is preparing in advance for the upcoming catastrophe?"

An old and deep voice echoed throughout the void, making it difficult to tell where it came from.

When Lin Mo heard this, he was shocked. He naturally understood that the catastrophe the other party mentioned must be the demonic disaster that broke out within a thousand years.

However, it is obvious that the two races participating in the Black Domain Exchange Conference have more or less knowledge about the various matters concerning the demonic disaster.

Therefore, when the old voice uttered these words, it did not cause too many people to react in surprise. Instead, they all turned their eyes to Golden Face Blade, expecting him to respond to this question.

"What this fellow Taoist said is very true. When the demonic calamity comes, it will involve countless lives of the two major forces of our human race and the demon race."

"As a common member of the two races, how dare the Black Domain presume to be so arrogant that it can only be immune to the world?"

“Therefore, it is normal to adopt various measures in advance.”

"However, please note that no matter how imaginative you are, the Qitian Luo cannot be as extraordinary as expected, and it also has its shortcomings."

"That's why some of these treasures are slightly inferior to the many treasures that the Black Domain has revealed before."

The golden-masked man explained with a smile.

"Flaws? I wonder if you can tell me in detail! Could it be that this treasure has not reached the level of Xuantian?"

A series of extremely clear voices came from a stone pavilion, which obviously contained a hint of disappointment.

"Xuantian treasure! Haha, even though my Black Domain is very powerful, how can we easily obtain such a divine object?"

"It's not just for us. Even the rulers of the Three Sovereigns and Seven Kings, as well as the two great masters of our two clans, are unable to possess the Xuantian Treasure."

"Even if this kind of rare treasure accidentally falls into the hands of my people, I'm afraid it will only bring disaster."

"I recall the siege of alien races that occurred in Tianyuan City many years ago. It was caused by a similar treasure."

The golden-faced man spoke meaningfully. Although his words seemed a little vague, the monks in the fusion stage present all showed surprise.

As soon as the golden-faced man stopped talking, his tone suddenly changed and he continued to speak:
"However, since our domain has decided to use the Qitian Gong as the finale of this transaction, we will definitely let you know its origin."

“In this process, this treasure does contain a trace of the laws of heaven and earth, and possesses the mysterious power unique to the Xuantian treasure.”

"According to what people in our region have learned from a destroyed alien secret place deep in the wilderness, this treasure originally existed in pairs and was the treasure of the extinct race."

"In addition to this, there is also a divine weapon called the Sky-shaking Hammer. Only when the two are combined can the true appearance of this set of treasures be revealed."

"Unfortunately, we were unable to find the Heaven-shaking Hammer when we searched for that secret place. In desperation, we had to return and invite a weapon refining master to spend a lot of effort to use deep-sea purple gold copper mother and other precious materials to imitate the Heaven-shaking Hammer."

"However, the effect of this imitation is not as good as expected. At most, it can only exert one tenth of the power of the real thing."

"As for the restoration of the Qitian Gong, since the required materials are extremely unique and almost impossible to find in this world, we can only maintain the status quo." (End of this chapter)