His grudges with the families of the Heavenly Realm, when added up, did not actually run deep enough to warrant their relentless pursuit of him to the death. To be honest, even if he were already a true immortal, which he is not as he hasn't even reached the level of a Daluo Golden Immortal, he would still not be considered a significant enough threat for those major clans and sects of the Heavenly Realm to pay such close attention to him. Even though Zhuge Changping of the Zhuge Family had died because of him, that was merely a feud between the younger generations within the family.

When viewed from the perspective of the entire family, it's not insignificant, but certainly not a cause for a clan-wide vendetta.

Which great family doesn't lose members? Which major sect's core disciples never fall?

If every death of a core disciple led to a clan fighting a life-and-death battle with the offender, then the entire Cultivation Realm would probably have descended into chaos long ago.

Chu Mo understood clearly that the real reason these great families wouldn't let him be was because of the secrets he carried, his extraordinarily powerful alchemy skills, and the constant emergence of his formidable techniques and terrifying divine abilities!

These were the true allure for those great families that by no means wanted to let him go.

When it comes down to it, in the Cultivation Realm, all grudges are excuses, only interests are the eternal theme... they are the things that great families and major sects care about the most.

Take this time, for example, the Dao Exilar Chu Mo refined for Lingdan Hall truly touched the bottom line of the Zhuge Family. The pie was only so big, originally with Lingdan Hall taking fifty percent, the Zhuge Family thirty percent, and the remaining twenty percent belonged to various small forces and some independent alchemists!

But with the appearance of the Dao Exilar, Lingdan Hall directly carved out more than sixty percent of that pie!

The elixir business of the Zhuge Family was directly robbed of more than five percent. The scattered forces and independent alchemists were relatively less affected. Only a great family like the Zhuge Family, eager to surpass Lingdan Hall, felt immense anger because they faced a fatal challenge.

Chu Mo, who in the past didn't understand the magnitude of these interests and had only a vague concept, now, as an owner of three cities in the Spirit Realm, was all too clear about the terrifying amount of interest involved. That number was enough to make a great family like the Zhuge Family send out a powerhouse of the Emperor Realm... to personally pursue and kill him!

Chu Mo used the Versatile Technique to change his appearance, transforming into a man in his forties, with a full beard and calm, undisturbed eyes. Walking through the somewhat noisy big city of the Heavenly Realm, he experienced the atmosphere here.

It was rare to see non-human creatures on the streets, a scene completely different from that in the Spirit Realm. In the Heavenly Realm, non-human creatures generally did not enter the human world so easily.

And only by coming here personally, could one truly feel what the Cultivation Realm of the Heavenly Realm is like.

The people Chu Mo passed by, he hardly encountered any regular people.

It could be said that here, even a vegetable vendor could possibly be a cultivator at the Primordial Infant stage.

In the Spirit Realm, a Primordial Infant stage cultivator is already at the level of an ancestor, and even in the Immortal Realm, they can hold a modest status. But here... in the Heavenly Realm, Chu Mo saw not a hint of 'senior cultivator' pride on the faces of Primordial Infant stage cultivators. Instead, their gazes were full of extreme caution and obsequious flattery.

Chu Mo felt somewhat pensive: This is the Heavenly Realm!

As he thought about it, a strange sensation suddenly arose within him, and the Scepter of Heaven's Vault began to heat up, issuing a warning.

Without any hesitation, Chu Mo activated the zhen character mnemonic and completely concealed his aura. Now, even if Zhuge Lang stood right in front of him, it would be impossible to detect anything unusual from him.

At that moment, the people on the street suddenly became restless, a strong presence swept through the great city like the wind.

Some people looked up soberly towards the sky, "Has a powerful being arrived?"

Others looked puzzled, "Why does it feel like they're looking for someone?"

Because a cold divine sense, along with that strong presence, swept mercilessly over the people in the city. Cultivators are extremely sensitive to auras, and they sensed someone was secretly observing them.

Most were furious but dare not speak out. Those capable of releasing such an aura were at least great cultivators at the level of a true immortal. Not everyone dared to provoke such a being.

But someone let out a cold snort, "Isn't that a bit too much?"

Chu Mo stood quietly, allowing that divine sense to sweep over his body, which didn't pause in the slightest as it passed by him.

At that moment, a terrifying presence erupted from within the city, like a giant stone suddenly dropping into the center of a lake and creating intense ripples, directly shattering the incoming divine sense and its aura.

Then, a divine thought that others couldn't hear rose to the high skies, "No matter who you are, don't run wild on my turf, scram!"

Following that, a divine thought came from the sky in response, "I am Zhuge Lang of the Zhuge Family; I meant no offense. I am merely tracking a foe; please afford me this convenience."

"What about the Zhuge Family? Can the Zhuge Family extend its reach over my Purple Smoke City?" The divine thought from within the city was very dominant, firmly rejecting the other.

In the void, Zhuge Lang's divine thought faltered slightly, a touch of annoyance rising in his heart. Utilizing the Zhuge Family's divine foresight and the strong perception of an Emperor Realm, he had tracked his quarry all the way here. He was more than eighty percent certain that Chu Mo had entered Purple Smoke City.

In Zhuge Lang's eyes, such a city was insignificant. How dare a mere city have the audacity to challenge the Zhuge Family, a major clan of the Heavenly Realm?

Yet reality slapped him in the face. Not only did the other party dare to challenge him, but they also became even more impolite upon learning he was from the Zhuge Family!

After hesitating briefly, Zhuge Lang sent out another divine thought, "Friend, don't you think you're being a bit unreasonable with your words? I've already said, I mean no offense to you; I'm just looking for someone."

"I don't care who you're looking for, just don't search in my Purple Smoke City! Outside of Purple Smoke City, do as you please!" The icy divine thought replied once again with a hard edge.

By the Emperor Realm, one is nearing the pinnacle of power, and the understanding of the Dao is also profound. Generally speaking, powerful beings seldom reveal their emotions so openly. But at this moment, Zhuge Lang couldn't suppress a surge of towering fury. He felt the hostility from the other side, both angry and puzzled.

He had heard of Purple Smoke City before, though it was far from the Zhuge Family's sphere of influence, and he had never heard of any great power presiding here. Nor was there known enmity between Purple Smoke City and the Zhuge Family. Why would a local big shot have an issue with him?

"Are you implying that you want to make an enemy of the Zhuge Family?" Zhuge Lang's divine thought carried a clear displeasure.

"Little thing, you're too arrogant! Stop bringing up the Zhuge Family all the time. Have you not been weaned yet?"

Accompanying the taunting divine thought, a lustrous, jade-like hand suddenly rose from Purple Smoke City and fiercely struck toward a certain spot in the sky.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion resonated through the void.

The power of rules radiated in all directions.

A figure was directly hit, rolling towards the endless distance.

"Clamor!" A woman's voice suddenly echoed between Heaven and Earth.

This time, it was not a divine thought, but a sound.

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Third night watch.

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