#631 - Chapter 631: The Mission Has Not Begun Yet

He was able to stand here properly entirely thanks to the map that Mo Di had given him before he left.

The map detailed the rise and fall points of the Immortal Realm's clouds, with explanations of various changes in latitude and angle.

But it didn't account for the situation where most of the clouds directly disappeared.

In the Other World, Mo Wuwei was the ruler of Thunder Origin Kingdom.

The people of Thunder Origin Kingdom all lived in the clouds, eating, drinking, and relieving themselves in the sky. They found it difficult to adapt to the ground, and their strength would be halved.

"Damn it!"

Mo Wuwei cursed in a low voice, patting his chest to check if the letter was still there. Reassured that it was, he relaxed.

It was just delivering a letter, what danger could there be?

Since the clouds at higher altitudes had changed, he would simply descend a little.

Thinking this, Mo Wuwei directly lowered his altitude.

But he overlooked that this wasn't his Thunder Origin Kingdom. As soon as he descended, the people on the ground could see him.

Of course, he could also see the people on the ground.

When Mo Wuwei saw so many people on the ground kowtowing towards the sky, he assumed they were worshiping him.

He immediately felt a little elated.

In his mind, he was handsome, dashing, loved by all, and adored by flowers.

It was only natural that so many people would admire him upon his appearance.

Therefore, Mo Wuwei, stepping on the clouds and draped in a somewhat dirty red carpet, began his first speech in the Immortal Cultivation World.

"Hello everyone, um, thank you very much for gracing me with your presence. I am a deity sent from another world to save you."

"I know you are currently living in dire straits and urgently need the salvation of a powerful being."

"Don't worry, that powerful being is me! I will lead you out of suffering and into a new life!"

After Mo Wuwei finished speaking, he struck what he thought was a super cool pose and made a heart gesture towards the crowd in the Immortal Realm.

Mo Wuwei, who believed in his good looks and first-class speaking skills, was just a typical unkempt man in the eyes of the Immortal Realm people.

They saw his hair was as messy as a chicken coop, with dark circles under his eyes and a bulbous, red nose. He was draped in a tattered carpet, picked from a garbage heap, with holes everywhere.

His chest was open, revealing the sparse chest hair inside, resembling scattered sparks trying to ignite a prairie fire.

A pair of fat legs were exposed, and he wore wooden clogs with holes on his feet.

Helplessly, in order to sell misery and gain sympathy, Mo Wuwei temporarily changed into this outfit before arriving in the Immortal Cultivation World.

But he didn't expect his appearance to turn out like this.

"Where did this tramp come from, running to the sky to act crazy?"

"Yeah, yeah, this guy obviously has something wrong with his head, what a disgrace."

"This person is tarnishing the image of our Immortal Cultivation World! Hit him, smash him!"

… …

After a while, the crowd's whispers of dissatisfaction turned into loud shouts.

In an instant, the crowd erupted. Those with eggs threw eggs, those with rotten vegetable leaves threw rotten vegetable leaves.

Those who hadn't brought anything and couldn't find anything to throw temporarily took off their stinky shoes and threw them at Mo Wuwei.

In mid-air, Mo Wuwei was still immersed in self-admiration and couldn't pull himself out.

"Bang!"

A stinky egg flew over accurately and hit Mo Wuwei's pursed lips.

"Drip, drip…"

The egg cracked, and the foul-smelling egg liquid flowed down Mo Wuwei's chest, looking like spilled yellow paint.

"You…"

Mo Wuwei was furious and was about to unleash a thunder tribulation to strike these commoners to death.

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound rang out, and the crowd burst into laughter.

It turned out that someone had thrown their large leather shoe into the air, and the unsuspecting Mo Wuwei's entire face was covered by the shoe.

It looked extremely comical.

"Alright, alright, let's disperse, that's enough."

Just as some people wanted to throw rotten vegetable leaves or something, a group of disciples sent by Mu Qianyuan, whose nose was bruised and face swollen, arrived and directly dispersed the crowd.

They had actually arrived a while ago, but seeing that the person from the Other World was very self-righteous, they stayed on the side and watched quietly.

Sometimes, it was inconvenient for them to do things with their status, but using the hands of the people was different.

It took Mo Wuwei a while to clean the egg liquid off his body with Thunder Origin power.

Then, he stared at the Star Observation Pavilion disciples below and asked angrily.

"Our Immortal Realm doesn't have such a slovenly guest."

"Our Immortal Cultivation World's guests are all presentable and tidy."

Hearing this, Mo Wuwei was on the verge of exploding.

He, after all, was the ruler of a country, a supreme being worshiped by all. Where had he ever received such treatment?

Thinking of this, Mo Wuwei directly mobilized the Thunder Origin power of his entire body, preparing to bring down a thunder tribulation upon the Immortal Cultivation World.

Just then, a thought forcibly entered Mo Wuwei's mind.

"Stop!"

Mo Wuwei shuddered and instantly woke up.

That was Mo Di's voice, forcibly stopping him from acting.

Awakened, Mo Wuwei was filled with fear. If he had acted just now, let alone the fact that he would die without a burial place for coming alone.

Even if he managed to return by luck, he would not escape the punishment of Mo Di and the others.

"Boom!"

A clear, boundless blue sky suddenly dropped a thunderbolt and a flash of lightning.

After the thunder, a torrential rain instantly fell.

As the torrential rain began to fall on the street, many people ran back under the eaves to avoid the rain, and the street instantly became empty.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Wuwei quickly hid in the clouds.

Using the thick dark clouds as cover, he quickly moved forward and arrived at the barrier between the Other World and the Immortal Cultivation World.

Mo Wuwei closed his eyes, and Thunder Origin power flowed through his body. A crack as thin as a finger instantly opened in the barrier.

Mo Wuwei's body instantly became slender and squeezed through the gap.

As Mo Wuwei squeezed into the crack.

The torrential rain in the Immortal Cultivation World instantly stopped, and the sky instantly returned to clarity.

… …

Star River Sect's Myriad Flowers Peak, the second round of the second match, which had been forced to stop by the heavy rain, had to be moved indoors.

As soon as they moved indoors, the sky instantly cleared up again.

"What kind of shenanigans is this…?" Sect Leader Luo Yangtian was furious that the Dance and Music Assembly had been disturbed repeatedly.

"Um, Sect Leader, should we continue with the Dance and Music Assembly?"

Liu Ruyan cautiously stepped forward and asked.

Since the representatives of the Star Observation Pavilions from various continents left, the entire Dance and Music Assembly had become much deserted.

Moreover, various incidents had interfered with a Dance and Music Assembly, giving people a very bad feeling.

"Continue! Continue it for me! Even if knives are falling from the sky, continue it for me!"

Luo Yangtian was also a stubborn person, gritting his silver teeth and saying.

As soon as Luo Yangtian finished speaking, they heard a burst of air-piercing sounds.

"Sect Leader, be careful!"

Liu Ruyan was quick-witted and quickly pulled Luo Yangtian away when she sensed danger.

Luo Yangtian had just left.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The place where Luo Yangtian had just stood was directly pierced into a sieve, with countless short knives erected on it.