Kapitel 7: The Destination is Set
Here it is, four chapters back to back. I'll upload two now, and release the other two in 2-3 hours.
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Late at night, Mo Qingkuang returned and entered his father Mo Shan's room again.
However, he found that his father was not in the room. Many trusted guards were guarding the hall.
When they saw Mo Qingkuang arrive, they hurriedly bowed and said, "Young Master, the family head is in the secret chamber discussing with several elders."
Why did his father gather the elders in the middle of the night? Mo Qingkuang was puzzled.
Then he heard Mo Fan's voice in his heart, "It seems that your father is much smarter than you. Go in."
Mo Qingkuang followed his instructions and entered the secret chamber, where he found his father and six elders sitting around the ancestral incense table, discussing in low voices.
"Father. The Elders."
"Kuang'er, why are you here?" Mo Shan stood up and looked at Mo Qingkuang. Only a few people knew about the secret chamber, and he, as a grandmaster, had already sensed Mo Qingkuang's aura, so he was not on guard.
"Father, I believe that we should send someone to monitor the Grand Elder's lineage, and try our best to prevent them from contacting outsiders, in case of any changes." Mo Qingkuang said while clenching his fist.
Since only Mo Shan's trusted followers could enter the secret chamber, he did not hide his thoughts.
After all, Mo Shan was the legitimate family head, and those who supported him were always more numerous than those who supported the Grand Elder.
Mo Shan and the elders were all surprised when they heard this.
In the past, Mo Qingkuang could not have thought of this.
"Hahaha, my son has grown up!" Mo Shan smiled in relief. "I and your uncles are here to discuss this matter. Since you're here, sit down and listen together."
Originally, Mo Shan had avoided him to secretly plot, for fear that he would be too shallow-minded and expose his flaws. Now that he saw Mo Qingkuang himself think of this level, he was relieved.
As it turned out, Mo Shan had already sent people to keep an eye on Mo Hai. After all, he had been the family head for many years, and he was not an easy opponent.
In their plan, it was not like what Mo Qingkuang said, to imprison the Mo Hai lineage, but to root them out!
Hearing his father say he wanted to root them out, Mo Qingkuang was alarmed. The ancestor was still in the ring.
Mo Fan was not only the ancestor of the Mo Shan lineage but also the ancestor of the Mo Hai lineage! Internal killing within the same clan was always something that the ancestors were most unwilling to see. If they angered the ancestor, what would happen then?
Mo Qingkuang hurriedly advised, "Father, it's not good. The Grand Elder and the others are also my Mo family's blood, why must we fight against each other?"
"The young master is really kind-hearted, but you see, Mo Qingfeng's attack on you today, and Mo Hai's gaze, where do they treat you like a fellow clan member?" An elder first praised Mo Qingkuang's heart, then said.
"Yes, Kuang'er, you are still young and don't understand the wickedness of human hearts." Mo Shan also nodded in agreement. He was both relieved and helpless at his son's thoughts.
In this world of martial artists, every inch of land is worth fighting for!
'I don't understand. What I've done all these years, which one of them isn't full of evil? If it weren't for the fear of angering the ancestor, I would care about the life and death of Mo Hai?'
"But…" Thinking of this, Mo Qingkuang wanted to persuade them again, but Mo Shan interrupted him, "Alright, the matter has been settled. Just listen. You will understand my decision in the future."
Seeing his father's determination, Mo Qingkuang was helpless. He frantically called out to Mo Fan in his heart, but he did not get any response.
He didn't know that Mo Fan was currently feeling very emotional. In his book, Mo Shan was just a grandmaster who doted on his only son. He wanted to avenge his son, so he ambushed Lin Yang but was killed by Lin Yang and the Saint Alchemist together, leading to the downfall of the Mo family.
But in reality, Mo Shan was also a flesh-and-blood character, not just a portrait that Mo Fan could sketch with a few strokes.
He would have his own thoughts. To be able to sit as the family head for more than ten years, he must not be a kind-hearted person.
As for Mo Qingkuang's worries, Mo Fan was even more at a loss.
Although at this moment, he was both nominally and in reality the Mo family's ancestor Mo Fan, and Mo Shan and Mo Hai were indeed his blood.
Deep down, he was still looking at these children from the perspective of an observer.
He was the author of this story, and the life and death of all the characters here were arranged by him.
Not to mention Mo Hai and Mo Qingfeng, even Mo Qingkuang, who is now listening to his instructions, will also die in his pen.
But Mo Qingkuang seemed to really think of him as an ancestor. In the ancestor's perspective, infighting among descendants would definitely be the most unwilling to see.
This made him feel a little strange, and he fell silent.
Mo Qingkuang, who did not get a response from Mo Fan, was in a daze.
Did the ancestor really get angry? Ignored me? Or is he gone?
If the ancestor sees us fighting within the family, he will definitely punish us. With his ability to bring the dead back to life, how can we resist?
"Kuang'er, Kuang'er? Are you listening?" Mo Shan reminded when he saw Mo Qingkuang's eyes always wandering.
"Ah, father, yes…" Mo Qingkuang looked at him with some difficulty.
Mo Shan looked at him deeply and sighed heavily: "Sigh… you. Since you can't bear to see this, I'll send you to Western Province tomorrow and let you join Tiandao Gate. Tiandao Gate has always been at odds with the Yuan Sword Sect. You can cultivate there and seek revenge for your great cause."
Mo Qingkuang hurriedly said when he heard this: "No, father. If I go to Tiandao Gate, it will definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of the Yuan Sword Sect. It will inevitably vent on my Mo family. How will you and the elders deal with it?"
"Good child, as long as you are still safe, my Mo family will not fall! You just focus on cultivation, and the rest, leave it to us." Mo Shan smiled with relief. This child, although he is arrogant and domineering outside, he has still a very strong sense of belonging to his family.
"No! Father, if I'm not dead, Lin Yang will definitely not give up. He will definitely try his best to destroy my Mo family to eliminate future troubles!"
"I earnestly request you that starting tomorrow, hold a funeral for me! Claim that I am dead, and I will secretly go to Central Province to seek refuge with the Imperial Court." Mo Qingkuang said.
When everyone heard this, they were shocked. Mo Qingkuang was actually able to think of the stratagem of feigning death! It really made them look at him in a new light.
Mo Shan carefully sized him up for a while, as if he was getting to know this son of his again: "Kuang'er, your idea is very good! It was us who didn't think it through."
"Faking death is a good idea. Then, we can use your death as an excuse to cause Mo Hai to fight for power and force a coup. The Mo family will definitely be in chaos. This will allow us to eliminate the Mo Hai lineage legitimately, and it will also relax the vigilance of the Yuan Sword Sect and Lin Yang."
"But why are you going to the Imperial Court? Why not go to Tiandao Gate? You know, the Imperial Court is in decline, and Tiandao Gate is the only force that can truly compete with the Yuan Sword Sect!"
Mo Qingkuang shook his head. "It's easier to add flowers to a flourishing garden than to bring coal to a dying fire. There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests…"
He blurted out all the things that Mo Fan had told him, which once again shocked everyone in the room.
After a long while, an elder spoke up in praise. "The young master is truly a genius! That's right, the four sects are all full of talented people. Even if the young master has exceptional talent, it will not be easy for him to gain the full support of the entire sect if he enters Tiandao Gate."
"The Imperial Court is in decline, and it is surrounded by the four sects. The Imperial power is in danger. This is exactly the time when the Imperial Court is eager for talents like the young master! If in the future, the young master can help the Imperial Court to overthrow its enemies, our Mo Clan will surely become a behemoth in the Tianxuan Empire!"
Mo Shan also nodded. "Kuang'er, that's good! You've really grown a lot after this ordeal. I'll be able to rest easy when you go out on your own in the future."
Mo Qingkuang nodded. He didn't know that he had originally planned to join Tiandao Gate, just like Mo Shan said. These were all things that Mo Fan had taught him.
He couldn't help but feel even more grateful to Mo Fan in his heart. He had saved his life and given him guidance. Even his own grandfather couldn't be compared to him.
But Mo Fan was nowhere to be found at the moment, and he didn't have any confidence in himself. If Mo Fan abandoned him, then he would have no chance at all.
"Father, can't you spare the lives of the Grand Elder and the others?" Mo Qingkuang could only try again.
"No! If you want to fake your death, they can't live either! In fact, everyone who knows about your resurrection must keep their mouths shut!" Mo Shan coldly refused, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Everyone, you understand the stakes involved in Kuang'er's death, right?" Mo Shan looked around, and his indifferent gaze made the elders shiver.
"Yes! We will definitely not reveal the young master's situation!" The elders all pledged their loyalty.
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