I Seize Opportunities With My Life Script System

Shen Mo continuously unleashed White Dragon Fists behind him.

Though they couldn't inflict substantial damage on the void mites.

At least they slightly reduced their numbers and slowed their speed.

Buying himself time.

Before long, following his connection with Suixing, he gradually reached the edge of the turbid mire.

Had it been any other Saint Realm cultivator, they would likely remain trapped in the mire, losing all sense of direction until powerless to escape.

Beyond the mire, Suixing's colossal form hovered silently.

Even without movement, it exuded a terrifyingly oppressive aura.

It wasn't some primordial behemoth from ancient times.

Its very existence sufficed to intimidate other void beasts.

After all, its true body was a World-Eater.

The one and only World-Eater of its kind!

As expected.

Sensing the World-Eater's aura, many void mites instinctively felt panic.

But more void mites remained unaware of the threat, continuing to accelerate their charge.

"Father! I've come to get you!"

Suixing grinned widely, opening its maw to take a massive bite toward Shen Mo's rear.

With that single bite, it devoured millions of void mites.

Only then did the vast swarm realize a natural predator had appeared.

They scattered in all directions.

Suixing chuckled sinisterly, inhaling sharply.

Though numerous, the void mites were individually feeble.

They were swiftly sucked into Suixing's mouth.

Another colossal bite.

Moments later, Suixing finished its feast, letting out a resonant burp.

It had consumed eighty to ninety percent of the void mites pursuing Shen Mo.

Shen Mo watched with heartfelt admiration.

His mighty son was truly a bottomless pit!

"Father! Wasn't I awesome!" Suixing boasted.

Shen Mo smiled, nodding as he stroked its massive head. "Awesome, truly awesome."

"Father must return to the turbid mire. Can you help me avoid the void mites?"

Suixing nodded. "Simple!"

It plucked a scale from its body and placed it in Shen Mo's hand.

"With this, void mites won't dare approach you!"

Shen Mo nodded in satisfaction.

Having an obedient and capable mighty son was truly fortunate.

Always reliable in critical moments.

He placed the scale against his chest and re-entered the turbid mire.

He must find the Dragon Saint's remains.

A Saint Realm cultivator's body had become a Saintly Body.

Especially one like the Dragon Saint who cultivated blood essence—its body was indestructible and overwhelmingly powerful.

Though countless years had passed and its flesh had been devoured by void beasts.

Its dragon bones remained unyielding, standing tall within the mire.

Such a treasure—even if he couldn't claim it—he wouldn't let the traitor Ao Shan obtain it.

Shen Mo quickened his pace, searching for traces of the Dragon Saint's remains in the turbid mire.

Deep within the mire.

Three colossal consciousnesses communicated in low tones.

"The World-Eater has entered again?"

"It seems it only ate some void mites at the edge. Let it be."

"No, a human Saint Realm cultivator entered with one of its scales."

"He is shrouded in overwhelmingly powerful destiny—unfathomable..."

"He must be seeking the remains of a human Saint who perished here."

"We should avoid entanglement with humans. After all, we exist only because we were tainted by demonic qi... Ultimately, if the Demon Clan perishes, so shall we."

"No... even if the Demon Clan falls, we can anchor ourselves to artifacts."

"Brothers, do not be extreme. We shall side with the victor..."

"This human youth seeks human remains. Then return them to him and consider it a favor sold."

"Reasonable."

"Very well. Let him have it."

The three colossal consciousnesses fell silent once more, as if never present.

Shen Mo continuously explored the turbid mire.

The World-Eater scale on his chest proved effective.

Wherever he passed, few void beasts dared approach him.

However, some massive shadows still attempted to draw near.

But upon catching that scent, they reluctantly retreated.

"Eh?"

Shen Mo looked ahead.

There, a turtle-shaped beast the size of a calf approached him, carrying remains on its shell.

The beast didn't attack but instead chirped respectfully, as if signaling him to take the remains.

Shen Mo glanced over and instantly froze in astonishment.

The remains were humanoid, seated cross-legged on the turtle shell. They radiated pure white sacred light, dispelling the surrounding turbid energy.

Clearly, these were the remains of a Saint.

They contained a profound aura of the Void Great Dao—evidently immensely beneficial for his realm advancement!

"What's this? A beast voluntarily delivering treasure?"

Shen Mo was stunned.

He glanced at his life panel.

Indeed, an opportunity had suddenly appeared.

[Recent Opportunity 1: Strayed into the turbid mire, separated from Xiangyuan and Ao Shan. After deliberation, the ancient beings within the mire decided to gift Saint remains, selling a favor.]

Shen Mo couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

The ancient beings of the turbid mire!

He had heard of them long ago.

Rumors said these beings formed from the fusion of demonic qi and spiritual energy.

They possessed traits of both the Demon Clan and void beasts.

They were called "Spirit Demons."

But Spirit Demons had always remained neutral, acting solely in their own interests.

They held no subordinate relationship with the Demon Clan.

More often than not, they sided with whoever emerged victorious.

To put it bluntly: they backed the winner.

The Spirit Demons here likely wished to sell him a convenient favor, hence gifting these Saint remains.

At this thought, Shen Mo couldn't help but chuckle.

He had only come seeking the Dragon Saint's remains.

Unexpectedly, he had stumbled upon another set of Saint remains.

Quite the surprise.

"Thank you, seniors."

Shen Mo accepted the Saint remains, bowing slightly toward the depths of the turbid mire.

The Saint remains contained such a potent Great Dao aura that they couldn't be stored in a storage ring.

Thus, he could only envelop them with spiritual power, letting them float beside him.

Shen Mo immediately resumed his search for the Dragon Saint's remains.

The Dragon Saint's remains contained the Great Dao of Power—another crucial opportunity he couldn't miss.

Deep within the turbid mire.

The three ancient consciousnesses gathered again.

"What's with this human youth? Why hasn't he left yet?"

"Indeed. His appetite is too large. One set of Saint remains isn't enough—he wants more?"

"It seems he didn't come for Saint remains at all. We were the ones who actively gifted them."

All three voices fell silent.

Mysteriously losing one collectible.

Who could be pleased about that?

"Whatever he seeks, let him search. Once he finds it, he'll leave naturally."

"Hmm. We've already sold him one favor. We can't sell him a second."

"Youhuan's avatar is also somewhere in the mire. Hope they don't cross paths..."

"No matter if they do. What's it to us? If this human youth dies at Youhuan's hands, it means fate intended his end."

"This one carries an overwhelmingly heavy destiny—completely unfathomable. He likely won't perish here."

The three ancient voices exchanged words for a long while before falling silent again.

Yet through countless void beasts, they continued observing every move within the turbid mire.

Including Shen Mo.

They too wanted to see whether this young human Saint Realm cultivator—impossibly young for his power—would meet his end here.

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