Mo Tianxiao was filled with confusion. Why was Liya so certain that he had been lying earlier?
Though puzzled inside, he remained as steady as an old dog on the surface, without the slightest hint of panic. He raised his eyes slightly toward Liya and said calmly, “Fellow Daoist Liya, what makes you say that? This Li doesn’t understand.”
A faint glimmer flashed through his eyes as the Eye of Observation activated, scanning Liya from head to toe.
【Name: Liya
Cultivation: Late-stage Dao Dominion Realm
Fortune Level: Gold
Aptitude: Heart of Ten Thousand Daos
Information: Daughter of the Feather Spirit Clan Patriarch, currently running away from home because of a political marriage...】
The daughter of the Feather Spirit Clan Patriarch. Not only did she possess gold-level fortune, but she also possessed an aptitude worthy of such fortune. She truly was a Daughter of Fortune.
And what was this about a political marriage? She was the daughter of the Feather Spirit Clan Patriarch, yet she still had to worry about being married off for political reasons? What a joke.
“Brother Li, although I don’t know your real name or which world you’re actually from, lying in front of me is useless.”
Liya straightened up, placed one hand on the table, and walked around it to Mo Tianxiao’s side. She leaned forward, and a warm breath brushed past Mo Tianxiao’s ear as her slightly mischievous voice whispered beside him.
“Brother Li, could it be that you’re from the Profound Yellow World?”
“Other than the Profound Yellow World that made the Shamo Clan suffer such a setback, I can’t think of any lower plane whose ascended cultivator could possess abilities like yours immediately after ascending.”
Mo Tianxiao calmly took a sip of tea. “Fellow Daoist, please don’t joke around. Before ascending, This Li had never even heard of the Profound Yellow World.”
“You’re lying again. Did you forget what I told you? Lies cannot escape me. Every word you’ve spoken to me from the moment you ascended until our first meeting has been a lie.”
Liya’s large green eyes scrutinized Mo Tianxiao, and her tone was filled with teasing. “Brother Li, stop lying and just admit it. I won’t tell anyone else that you’re from the Profound Yellow World.”
Mo Tianxiao rubbed the teacup with one hand, his gaze calmly fixed on Liya’s eyes. The next moment, a dark-red curtain of light enveloped the entire room, completely isolating this space from the outside world.
“Is it because of the Heart of Ten Thousand Daos?” Mo Tianxiao asked curiously.
A trace of killing intent so faint that it was almost impossible to notice caused Liya’s expression to stiffen. Mo Tianxiao had not only identified her ability in a single sentence, but had also left her somewhat at a loss.
“You know about the Heart of Ten Thousand Daos?”
Liya stared at Mo Tianxiao. Then she walked to the room’s entrance and reached out to touch the dark-red curtain of light.
“Crackle!”
A black-and-red bolt of lightning shot out. The violent power of the thunder laws surged through it, violently knocking her palm away.
Liya frowned slightly. “This is... an emperor-grade formation!”
Emperor-grade formations were divided into three levels: ordinary emperor-grade formations, superior emperor-grade formations, and top-grade emperor-grade formations.
If an ordinary emperor-grade formation was mastered proficiently, its user would be capable of fighting early- to mid-stage Dao Dominion Realm cultivators.
A superior emperor-grade formation, if it was a killing formation, could pose a threat even to late-stage or peak Dao Dominion Realm cultivators.
As for top-grade emperor-grade formations, they could contend with mighty Dao-Proving Realm experts. Only those who had reached the pinnacle of the emperor level in formations had any chance of creating one.
Liya had never imagined that Mo Tianxiao would have silently arranged a superior emperor-grade formation inside the room.
A superior emperor-grade formation, a superior supreme-treasure flying vessel, and twelve ordinary supreme-treasure flying swords.
Were these really things that a newly ascended early-stage Dao Dominion Realm cultivator should possess?
Even ordinary peak Dao Dominion Realm cultivators might not own so many treasures!
“Fellow Daoist Liya, perhaps you should explain how you knew I was lying.”
Mo Tianxiao spoke calmly. “Without a suitable explanation, I’m afraid you won’t be able to leave this place.”
Hearing the faint threat in Mo Tianxiao’s words, Liya came back to her senses and dropped onto the chair opposite him. The curiosity on her face only grew stronger.
“Brother Li, Brother Li, don’t be so nervous. I have no ill intentions toward you. I can tell you anything you want to know without holding back—but before that, could you tell me your real name?”
“I don’t want to make friends with someone without even knowing their real name.”
Whether it was Mo Tianxiao’s threat or the fact that she was trapped by the superior emperor-grade formation, Liya felt nothing but shock and curiosity. She was not afraid in the slightest.
Mo Tianxiao fell silent for a moment. “Mo Tianxiao.”
“That’s more like it. You finally stopped lying to me.”
A hint of delight appeared between Liya’s brows. “We’ve taken another step toward becoming good friends.”
“Now it’s your turn to explain, isn’t it?” Mo Tianxiao stared at Liya. He suddenly found himself unable to see through her at all. What exactly was going on with this woman?
Liya smiled and explained, “You already guessed it earlier, didn’t you? I possess the Heart of Ten Thousand Daos. It’s an innate aptitude.”
“All good and evil, all lies, are completely unable to escape my eyes.”
With a single sentence, Mo Tianxiao immediately understood the function of the Heart of Ten Thousand Daos.
Of course, Liya had left one thing unsaid. In addition to distinguishing good, evil, and lies, the Heart of Ten Thousand Daos was equally heaven-defying when it came to cultivation. In terms of comprehending the Great Daos, it far surpassed cultivators of the same realm.
“I can sense the emotions of any living being and distinguish whether they are good or evil. So, Brother Mo, lying in front of me is useless.”
Liya revealed a mischievous smile. This was also why she had shown no fear when faced with Mo Tianxiao’s threat.
It was not merely because she was confident in her own cultivation. It was also because she had sensed only a brief flash of killing intent from Mo Tianxiao. That killing intent had appeared quickly and vanished just as quickly.
Just as she had deduced earlier, Mo Tianxiao was a kindhearted person.
However, she could never have imagined that the reason Mo Tianxiao had only entertained the thought of killing her for an instant was entirely because she was a Daughter of Fortune—a gold-level fortune bearer.
A Daughter of Fortune who was also the daughter of the Feather Spirit Clan Patriarch could not possibly be killed so easily. Who knew how many trump cards she still had hidden?
Rather than risk making an enemy of her, it was better to observe the situation for now. At least on the surface, he had not sensed any hostility from Liya.
“Such an ability is truly terrifying.”
After learning about Liya’s ability, even Mo Tianxiao was somewhat afraid to speak. The Heart of Ten Thousand Daos was simply too heaven-defying.
Liya merely smiled. “It’s not that impressive. As long as the target’s cultivation surpasses mine by an entire major realm, this ability will become ineffective.”
After all, no matter how heaven-defying an ability was, it still required the support of one’s own cultivation.
“I see.”
“So, is the reason Fellow Daoist Liya sought me out simply to find out which world I’m from?”
Liya nodded, then shook her head. “Not entirely. At first, I didn’t suspect that you might be from the Profound Yellow World. After all, there are plenty of cultivators as cautious as Brother Mo.”
“But unfortunately, I happened to witness such an extraordinary side of you.”
When it came to lies, Liya had long since grown accustomed to them. The reason she had sought Mo Tianxiao out for a private conversation was merely because he possessed Dao Dominion Realm cultivation. Who could have expected her to accidentally witness him displaying such overwhelming power?
This had completely piqued her curiosity.
She had come into contact with quite a few cultivators from top-tier lower planes, but she had never encountered anyone like Mo Tianxiao before. Naturally, this led her to associate him with the Profound Yellow World—the world that had made the Shamo Clan suffer such a setback.
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