What Can Be Touched Is Not a God

After Xu Mu reached the edge of the formation, he grabbed Tsukimiri Qin’s face again.

Xu Mu was standing outside the formation, while Tsukimiri Qin was inside it.

Freed from the restraints of the Spirit-Scattering Formation, Xu Mu used the Devouring-Spirit Sacred Gu to inject a small gu worm into her mouth.

Only after the gu worm had completely entered her body did Xu Mu let go and allow her to leave the formation.

The moment she stepped out, Tsukimiri Qin suddenly released a burst of power. Black qi erupted from her pores.

But before she could attack Xu Mu, she felt like a deflating balloon.

The qi within her body was rapidly draining away.

“You were planning to attack me?”

Xu Mu looked at her indifferently. “Slap yourself.”

“You…”

In the end, Tsukimiri Qin still raised her hand and slapped herself.

She could not die yet. She had to make this man pay—the price of his life!

Before her qi completely vanished, Tsukimiri Qin grabbed Xu Mu’s arm and flew toward the Moon Palace deep within the ruins.

The buildings here resembled the palaces of ancient Longguo. Corpses covered the ground outside the palace.

Judging from the fresh blood, they had clearly been killed by Gedo Kazuya earlier.

Tsukimiri Qin glanced at Xu Mu. “There’s a teleportation formation behind my palace. It can transport us nearly fifty kilometers and save us some time.”

Xu Mu nodded. In any case, he wasn’t afraid of her trying anything underhanded.

He followed her into the palace, walking deeper inside along the black floor.

There were very few windows in the palace, making the interior extremely dim and giving it a gloomy, oppressive atmosphere.

As they proceeded, Tsukimiri Qin suddenly held out her hand. “Give me back my spatial ring.”

“Dream on. Why don’t you give me my spatial ring back?”

“Your ring only contains clothes and daily necessities. You took all the treasures out beforehand.”

“Bullshit!”

Xu Mu shouted coldly, “I have plenty of treasures in there. I think your people embezzled them, didn’t they?”

Tsukimiri Qin had no answer. Seeing the expression on Xu Mu’s face, she couldn’t tell whether he really had any treasures inside.

“Then… you should at least give me a change of clothes, right?”

Tsukimiri Qin thought for a moment before speaking.

“Fine.”

Xu Mu opened her spatial ring and discovered that everything inside had been arranged with meticulous neatness.

There were more than a dozen cultivation techniques, all stacked together.

The clothes and other supplies had been organized just as carefully.

Xu Mu pulled out a handful of clothes and tossed them onto the floor.

Tsukimiri Qin didn’t seem to care. She simply crouched down and picked up one at random.

She changed into a purple dress, then took out a veil to cover her face.

“Let’s go.”

Tsukimiri Qin stood up again without bothering with the remaining clothes and led Xu Mu toward the rear of the palace.

Following behind her, Xu Mu said calmly, “Don’t try anything funny.”

“Don’t worry. I don’t approve of Susanoo’s actions either.”

Tsukimiri Qin’s tone was flat. “But I had no choice. He is my senior, after all.”

“He’s your senior? I know a little about your legends. Aren’t you supposed to be the second-born? Susanoo is your younger brother.”

Xu Mu’s face was filled with confusion.

“That was true of the first generation, but several generations have changed since then. I’m the current Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto.”

Tsukimiri Qin explained, “Susanoo, however, is still the previous generation’s representative, even though our realms are the same.”

As they talked, they arrived at a circular altar behind the palace.

The altar was roughly two meters in diameter and nearly one meter high. It looked like a massive round table.

Tsukimiri Qin and Xu Mu stepped onto it together.

Once the formation activated, Xu Mu’s vision spun. In the blink of an eye, he found himself in a forested mountain range.

Tsukimiri Qin pressed her palms together, and the power within her surged into them.

She spread her hands apart, revealing a sheet of paper formed from qi in her palms. It was about the size of her hand.

Buzz!

The sheet suddenly shattered and spread outward, transforming into a gigantic black hawk.

Tsukimiri Qin leaped onto it and said to Xu Mu, “Come on.”

Xu Mu stepped onto it as well. He could sense that the hawk was formed entirely from qi, much like the Burning-Heaven Sword Qi he unleashed.

The enormous black hawk let out a cry and soared into the sky.

Xu Mu was secretly astonished. “That’s fast.”

Even he was slower than it.

“This is my shikigami, the Black Hawk. It has abandoned all offensive and defensive capabilities and was born solely for speed.”

Seeing the look on Xu Mu’s face, as though he had never seen anything so impressive before, Tsukimiri Qin spoke with a hint of pride. “Its speed can reach the level of a second- or third-tier cultivator.”

Xu Mu curled his lips. “What use is that? At your level, you should be able to fly even faster.”

“Clearly, you know nothing about our shikigami. Just like formations, they can be inscribed onto shikigami paper.”

Tsukimiri Qin’s tone remained calm. “Even if we have only a trace of qi left, we can still activate a shikigami and have it fight for us.”

Xu Mu took out Tsukimiri Qin’s spatial ring again. Come to think of it, he had indeed seen a small stack of paper inside earlier.

He took out a pink sheet of paper about the size of an envelope.

After sensing it carefully, he confirmed that it carried fluctuations similar to those of a formation.

“Don’t activate it carelessly!”

Tsukimiri Qin immediately spoke up when she saw what he was doing. “Creating a single shikigami requires at least a week of work. I have to exhaust all the qi in my body seven times before I can refine one.”

“Interesting. I’ll have to study it carefully when I have the time.”

Xu Mu put the shikigami away again. “Miss Tsukimiri, I can promise you this: as long as you help me rescue Lin Ruoshi, I won’t kill you.”

“My surname is Tsukimiri.”

“That’s not important.”

Xu Mu looked into the distance again.

Tsukimiri Qin watched Xu Mu, feeling more and more that this man was unfathomable. In particular, she had no idea how he had cultivated such a powerful physique.

They flew for a full hour before finally reaching Susanoo’s territory.

Xu Mu had not expected the distance between their territories to be so great.

According to Tsukimiri Qin, nearly the entire Inner Realm was under the control of the Tianyu Clan.

As for the other races, even combined, they occupied less than one-fifth of the territory.

That was why the domains of the Three Noble Children were so widely separated.

“His territory is on that island.”

Tsukimiri Qin glanced at Xu Mu. “Shouldn’t you disguise your identity?”

“Can I use a formation?”

Xu Mu activated an Illusion Formation, altering his appearance until he looked like a middle-aged man.

“That works.”

Tsukimiri Qin was somewhat surprised, but soon nodded.

The two of them landed on the island.

Everyone living on the island immediately dropped to their knees in reverence.

“Lady Tsukuyomi!”

The people shouted, their voices filled with sincere devotion.

Tsukimiri Qin and Xu Mu walked past the kneeling crowd and eventually entered the ruins.

Xu Mu glanced back at the people still kneeling and shook his head slightly.

Being worshiped by people every day would make almost anyone start believing they were truly a god.

Xu Mu raised a hand and chuckled softly. In the eyes of these people, she was divine and untouchable.

But in Xu Mu’s eyes, anything that could be touched was not a god. After all, he had already inspected the hollow.

Once they entered the ruins, the people there also bowed respectfully.

Xu Mu looked toward a stone monument in the distance. Several large characters were carved into it: Susanoo.

“A woman was brought here earlier. Do you know anything about that?”

Tsukimiri Qin glanced at the guard beside her.

“I know.”

“Where is she?”

“She was taken to Lord Susanoo’s bedchamber,” the guard replied respectfully.