Chapter 495: Chapter 11 The Yongle World of the No-Life Mother
Inside the dim erosion cave, only the partially exposed Spirit Stones emitted faint glimmers of light, vaguely illuminating an indistinct entity in the center.
Flesh squirmed, bones proliferated, and bizarre murmurs endlessly repeated.
"Where is the Karma Seal Mother?"
"She’s not here, she’s not in the jar, hehehehehe..."
"Put her in the jar, quick, put her in the jar!!!"
"Kill, kill, kill, put the Karma Seal Mother in the jar!!!"
......
Crack.
Li Mo gazed at the Karma Seal Mother trapped inside the Artifact Pill Body. The disintegration process was finally nearing its conclusion, and her body had become frail and emaciated.
The Karma Seal Mother had completely lost her self-awareness, reduced to a near-dead husk of rotting flesh.
The wealth brought by the Karma Seal Mother alone filled Li Mo’s coffers to overflowing, while the Buddha Demon Body was on the verge of complete restoration.
"Though the foundation of the Buddha Demon Body remains intact, it’s a shame about the Innate Essence—only eight or nine hundred years left..."
Li Mo sighed helplessly.
No amount of Innate Essence was ever enough, and in the blink of an eye, he was running dry.
He could only hope that upon promoting to the Void Refining Stage, he might replenish several thousand years of Innate Essence. Without it, he always felt as though he lacked a trump card.
The trade-off for the dwindling Innate Essence was the eight-thousand-meter colossal Artifact Pill Body.
The Artifact Pill Body was completely unaffected by the bottleneck in cultivation—its size continued to grow unabated, as long as it had a steady source of nourishment.
"Kekekeke."
What does eight thousand meters signify?
The magnetic field of the Artifact Pill Body now encompassed a five-hundred-mile radius. Though the magnetic force weakened progressively toward the edges, the Artifact Pill Body still continued to display its terrifying potential.
Refine all things.
The Artifact Pill Body had elevated its singular function to its ultimate peak.
The Karma Seal Mother had no chance of escape, and even Zi Zai Guanyin began to dissolve, ultimately becoming just another stepping stone for Li Mo’s ascension.
The Spiritual Tide brought by Zi Zai Guanyin grew more intense, surging through the Corpse Mountain Mini World.
Li Mo looked toward the Corpse Mountain Mini World. Among its 9.75 million tenants, over a million were naturally spawned by the [Rebirth] Sword Ghost.
The Spirit Stone Veins within the Corpse Mountain Mini World steadily expanded, unknowingly forming a colossal chain of mountains.
"Eight hundred Spirit Patterns..."
Li Mo’s eyes gleamed faintly. The Artifact Pill Body could almost fully decompose nutrients, and the Karma Seal Mother, formed from Immortal Relics, was perfect fertilizer for the mountain.
The mountain had yet to completely assimilate the Karma Seal Mother, and Li Mo estimated he had a strong chance of promoting to Spiritual Treasure.
The situation with the Spirit Root Worm was even more promising.
While Corpse Mountain achieving Spiritual Treasure was still subject to uncertainty, the Spirit Root Worm was already a definite outcome, as its Spirit Patterns had exceeded nine hundred.
"When the tenant population hits ten million, it will mark the moment the Spirit Root Worm transcends the Magic Treasure limit."
However, as a phantasmal Magic Treasure, the Spirit Root Worm was originally just a Magic Artifact Embryo, depending entirely on parasitizing countless corpses to advance rapidly.
Li Mo felt a faint unease. Who could guess what mysteries await at the Spiritual Treasure level for the Spirit Root Worm?
"Forget it. Let the Spirit Root Worm begin its transformation first. Right now, the most critical scarcity is time; the methods of the Three Pure Heavens are too bizarre and unpredictable. Even a phantasmal Spiritual Treasure with limited use can be wielded effectively."
Li Mo stopped hoarding the Innate Essence, channeling it all into the Rebirth Sword Ghost.
Corpses emerged like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Before long, the tenant population of Corpse Mountain Mini World soared to ten million.
The Spirit Root Worm eagerly implanted the Illusion Spirit Root and shuddered.
Nothing earth-shattering happened; no anomalies emerged. The Spirit Root Worm merely crawled into the Mud Pill Palace, its tendrils coiling around Xia Dao Palace, before falling motionless.
"Huh?"
Li Mo’s expression turned peculiar as he detected traces of Fake Heavenly Dao within the Spirit Root Worm.
"No, it’s not Fake Heavenly Dao—it’s the Spirit Root Worm subconsciously mimicking the Four Taoist Lords, clearly attempting to metamorphose into the Fake Heavenly Dao."
Li Mo doubted it could reach a Word-to-law level, leaning instead toward illusion-based powers—but its strength would undeniably increase.
He studied the Spirit Root Worm briefly before turning his attention back to the Karma Seal Mother.
As the Karma Seal Mother was reduced to dust, a cultivation technique titled [Nirvana Shedding and Becoming Buddha Scripture] surged into his mind.
[Nirvana Shedding and Becoming Buddha Scripture] did not originate from any Buddhist Sect inheritance; it appeared uniquely crafted for the Karma Seal Mother.
The entry requirement was possession of the Buddha Body.
Not only did it include a complete Void Refining Stage, but it also touched upon the Body Integration Realm.
Clearly far more reliable than the fragmented scriptures Li Mo possessed.
"Hiss..."
Li Mo’s cultivated techniques began piecing themselves together, with the Buddha Demon Body showing signs of merging in mere moments.
"Still not enough; [Nirvana Shedding and Becoming Buddha Scripture] might introduce flaws into the Buddha Demon Technique."
As he edged closer to becoming a Land Immortal, Li Mo carefully scrutinized every step—each decision demanding utmost caution to avoid irreparable complications.
"It’s time to use the Substitute Dao Page. If nothing unexpected happens, the subsequent opportunities tied to No-Life Mother will surely include what I want."
Li Mo couldn’t help but recall the spectacle of Feather Transformation Ascension within Buddhist sects.
Instead of immediately flipping to his Creation Book, he swept his Divine Sense across the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater.
The port’s expanse had grown further, resembling a towering pagoda, bustling with cultivators laboring to send resources to the summit.
Spirit beasts ferried goods between the crater’s entrance and the emerging formations, whose embryonic shapes were now faintly discernible.
It was still the Nine Curves Chain Formation, although Li Mo had made refinements connecting the formation to the Mother Furnace for easier reconstruction later.
On the surface, the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater exuded vitality.
Yet Li Mo knew the current progress was far from sufficient to resist the Three Pure Heavens.
The Three Pure Heavens was a parasitic monstrosity rooted in numerous sects; should it reach the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater, the defenses would crumble instantly.
Li Mo doubted the Three Pure Heavens would swarm the crater like a beast horde.
Such a notion was unrealistic.
Judging by the downfall of Fire Spirit Hall, the Three Pure Heavens excelled in manipulating deceitful objects, leaving Li Mo struggling to foresee their moves.
"The Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater still lacks combat power at the Divine Separation Stage. Hmm, it shouldn’t be too much of a concern; seven Tattooed Beasts should suffice to ease the strain."
Li Mo did not fear the Three Pure Heavens but refrained from underestimating them.
He refused to resort to tossing cultivators into Corpse Mountain Mini World amidst chaos just to escape. The Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater held a significant role amid the upheaval of Heaven and Earth.
"I cannot interfere deeply with the crater yet; once I promote to the Void Refining Stage and the Mother Furnace heals, I’ll consider solutions."
"Every second counts."
Li Mo discreetly increased the port’s Spiritual Energy concentration, closing the gap inside amidst startled cries.
The Creation Book opened to reveal the last Substitute Dao Page, flickering faintly with light.
Li Mo’s consciousness lapsed into a haze, transporting him to the familiar Doulu Tripod. Twelve suspended corpses of elder sisters hung in its corners.
Having grown proficient through repeated encounters with No-Life Mother’s birth process, Li Mo ignored other opportunities, focusing solely on No-Life Mother’s emergence alongside the ensuing chaos at Leiyin Temple, where countless monks mutated into deceitful objects.
The elder monks, far from despair, wore ecstatic expressions.
"Hahaha, we’re becoming Buddhas, we’re becoming Buddhas, offering ourselves to the True Buddha’s sides ensures we’ll cross the boundless sea of suffering."
Li Mo’s expression turned strange.
The Buddhist doctrine likens the mortal body to a boat—a vessel for crossing the sea of suffering to ultimate transcendence.
The mutations triggered by No-Life Mother, in a twisted sense, did transform their flesh, leading many monks to voluntarily kneel before the Doulu Tripod.
The upheaval at Leiyin Temple, birthing No-Life Mother, seemed to occur mid-way through the Heaven and Earth catastrophe.
The chaos lasted three days before subsiding. Leiyin Temple became a haven of the indescribable.
Boom.
No-Life Mother tore free from the Doulu Tripod, her grotesquely bloated form crawling out from the main hall amidst throngs of prostrating monks.
Even when her massive weight crushed monks into pulp, none displayed any response.
No-Life Mother smashed through several temples, entering the Scripture Pavilion to sift through its tomes with spindly arms sprouting from her form.
"Taoist inheritance?"
A surge of interest flashed across Li Mo’s face—and then disappeared upon realizing they were merely Buddhist scriptures.
Leiyin Temple possessed authentic Buddhist texts spanning tens of thousands of years; if Li Mo chose these records as his boon, he’d instantly become the most erudite Buddhist scholar known to history.
"Ha, worthless."
Li Mo watched as No-Life Mother spent half a month perusing the records.
Her surface grew increasingly... "Buddhist," with a seven-colored halo behind her head, intertwined with an indescribable sinister aura.
Finally, No-Life Mother spoke.
"Sariputra, why is that place called Nirvana? Because sentient beings there experience no suffering, only joys—thus its name is Nirvana."
Her voice held solemn authority, like a tolling bell reverberating throughout Leiyin Temple.
Had Li Mo not previously known that No-Life Mother was not a True Buddha, he might have been deceived.
"The Pure Land, with its seven layers of railings, seven veils of nets, and seven rows of trees—all made of the Four Treasures—encircling the land, hence it is called Nirvana."
The monks chanted alongside No-Life Mother, bringing forth visions of the Seven Treasures. Their expressions fell into deep intoxication and inspiration.
No-Life Mother declared, "Thus is this meritorious solemn glory, named the Yongle World."
Li Mo noticed the shift—the word "Nirvana" within No-Life Mother’s speech had transformed into "Yongle," which she repeated with deliberate gravity.
"Yongle..."
One monk regarded her with a doubtful expression.
Boom.
No-Life Mother lashed out with her arm, reducing the monk into a puddle of flesh.
"Yongle World!"
"Yongle World!!"
The temple was alive with fervent cries, darkened further by No-Life Mother’s purges of discordant voices.
After a while, No-Life Mother finally restrained her power.
The monks’ mutations gradually receded, restoring them to their mortal forms, though their unwavering devotion to No-Life Mother persisted.
Li Mo sensed another opportunity—the ability to wield Buddha Qi to undo mutations.
He remained unmoved, watching the monks disperse from Leiyin Temple to the mortal realm, spreading the [Eternal Joy Scripture] crafted by No-Life Mother.
"No-Life Mother isn’t the mindless brute I imagined; she is exploiting the Heaven and Earth catastrophe."
Soon, mortals began presenting various treasures to No-Life Mother. Li Mo encountered countless opportunities, including Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects.
He felt no interest, waiting instead for No-Life Mother’s schemes to mature.
Indeed, through the word-to-law power of mortals, No-Life Mother altered the temple’s perceptions—but few were aware of the transformation of Nirvana into the Yongle World.
Gradually, Yongle World replaced the notion of Nirvana.
No-Life Mother sat cross-legged in the temple’s main hall, her figure now swelling to over a hundred meters. Her abdomen resembled that of a woman carrying a full-term pregnancy.
On her navel, monks inscribed gilded characters.
[Yongle World].