Kapitel 130: I'm Back
"He's not dead."
Lin Yang's voice was not loud, but at this moment, everyone held their breath, waiting for his answer. The entire valley fell silent, not even a needle could be heard dropping.
His words clearly reached the ears of many.
Suddenly, the faces of everyone in the valley lit up with excitement.
Mo Qingkuang wasn't dead!
The rule of the Fallen Leaf King required Mo Qingkuang to be killed. Since he wasn't dead, could it be that Mo Qingkuang was the ultimate winner of this escape and hunt game?
Did the inheritance of the Fallen Leaf King now belong to Mo Qingkuang?
"Impossible! How could Mo Qingkuang not be dead? Ten of you couldn't kill him? What have you been doing?" Lu Qing's face turned red and then pale, finally unable to contain his outburst.
Lin Yang remained silent. Having his failure exposed publicly was already causing him great pain, and Lu Qing's mockery only made him feel more disgusted.
"What did you say? Mo Qingkuang isn't dead? He really isn't dead? Where is he?" Han Yan's anger and hatred in her eyes were instantly replaced by surprise. She grabbed Lin Yang's clothes excitedly, asking repeatedly.
Lin Yang allowed her to twist his clothes but said nothing, letting himself be shaken around.
Chu Yanran felt a pang of sourness seeing this. If Lin Yang was feeling so miserable, why couldn't they let go?
She stepped forward, pulled Han Yan's hand away, and said coldly, "I don't know, but if he's not dead, then he's not dead!"
Then, she turned and walked towards the camp of Yuan Sword Sect, pulling Lin Yang along.
The news that Mo Qingkuang hadn't died spread throughout every corner of the valley in an instant, sparking continuous discussions that nearly overturned the mountains and forests.
"Mo Qingkuang didn't die! So many people were chasing him, yet he's still standing at the end."
"Incredible! Ten against one, and he managed to kill eight of them! Does Yuan Sword Sect really know how to play?"
This statement immediately caught Zhong Nian's attention! He glanced at the person who spoke—a young disciple from a small sect, but already a first-rank martial master.
He nodded inwardly. Such talent would be a waste if not nurtured!
In his Dazhi Gate, this brother will surely rise to the position of chief editor one day!
The phrase 'Ten against one, and he managed to kill eight of them, does Yuan Sword Sect really know how to play?' was just too apt!
Zhong Nian had already decided that this sentence would be the headline of this issue of the Dazhi Weekly!
What was supposed to be the dominance of Chen Kong, fighting against two and rising to the top of the Young Qilin Ranking, was now completely overshadowed.
In his view, what Mo Qingkuang had done was far more explosive!
Several disciples from Dazhi Gate looked at Zhong Nian with some embarrassment.
Just a moment ago, they were refuting Zhong Nian's words, and now Lin Yang's confession had completely humiliated them.
Zhong Nian indeed had a keen eye and was worthy of being the disciple of the Dazhi Gate's South Branch's editorial team, despite his youth!
On this trip to the Zhenyu Mountains, Zhong Nian would be the biggest winner of the Dazhi Gate!
While everyone was still shocked by Lin Yang's words, the array at the entrance of the Fallen Leaf King's Tomb quietly dissipated.
A dark door appeared before everyone's eyes, and Mo Qingkuang, dressed in green, emerged from around the corner.
Not a hair on him was out of place, even his hair had been neatly arranged! He didn't look at all like someone who had just experienced a fierce battle.
Upon closer inspection, his temperament seemed even more refined, as if he had undergone a significant improvement.
After coming out of the crystal coffin, Mo Qingkuang's clothes were already contaminated with the impurities squeezed out by his physique's transformation, emitting a foul odour.
Fortunately, before he came, Zheng Tao gave him a Ring of Sumeru, which stored a considerable amount of drinking water and several sets of clothes for changing.
Mo Qingkuang leisurely took a bath, changed his clothes, and even happily styled his hair before stepping out.
After the demise of the Fallen Leaf King's soul, the prohibition of the labyrinth passage also disappeared, allowing Mo Qingkuang to come out through the main entrance.
"Mo Qingkuang!" Han Yan's eyes instantly moistened, and she was so excited that she shook a bit, but she kept staring straight at the handsome young man at the door.
Unlike Han Yan who only cared about this person, Wu Ming, Lu Qing, and the other top disciples immediately noticed that Mo Qingkuang's cultivation had made a leap!
Seventh-rank martial master!
A sixteen-year-old seventh-rank martial master, a peerless genius that no sect has ever seen before!
Their eyes were also extraordinary, recognizing that after entering the Fallen Leaf King's Tomb, Mo Qingkuang's physique had leapt from earth-grade roots to Wind Spirit Body!
That's a Spirit Body! Even in the Tianxuan Empire, there have been only a few cases of Spirit Body in the past thousand years!
Every genius with a Spirit Body throughout history, as long as they didn't die prematurely, achieved great fame in their lifetime.
Take the simplest example: currently, the most famous and powerful Spirit Body in the Tianxuan Empire is none other than the reigning Empress! Ice Spirit Body!
You can imagine how precious a Spirit Body is.
Lu Qing's heart surged with almost uncontrollable killing intent! Mo Qingkuang actually had a Spirit Body! Adding to that the strong rise of Chen Kong, who possesses the dominant Earth Spirit Body, the Imperial Academy now unexpectedly boasts two Spirit Body geniuses!
This level of configuration is something even the neighbouring Blue Flame Empire's Zenkoku Sacred Sect has never possessed!
Could it be that the fortune of Tianxuan is about to rise against the odds?
Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Mo Qingkuang had returned, returned alive and well, and had even achieved a Wind Spirit Body.
This trip would be able to give peace to Zheng Tao, and who knew how happy that old guy would be.
Wu Ming clearly remembered that when Chen Kong returned to the Inner Courtyard last time and displayed his talent with the Earth Spirit Body, there was a hint of envy from Principal Fu.
Now, there was no need to envy anymore; his disciple had also become a Spirit Body.
Mo Qingkuang smiled faintly, moved with the wind, and with a few leaps, joined the ranks of the Imperial Academy's team.
Looking at Han Yan, her eyes misty with tears but unable to hide her boundless joy, Mo Qingkuang felt a flutter in his heart.
Was she worried about him?
He nodded first at Wu Ming, then approached Han Yan gently and said, "Yan'er, I'm back."
Han Yan's gaze hadn't left Mo Qingkuang for even a moment since the beginning. Tears continuously flowed from her eyes, unwilling to blink for fear that Mo Qingkuang might disappear in that split second.
Ever since Mo Qingkuang entered the Fallen Leaf King's Tomb, her heart had been clenched. Later, upon hearing that Mo Qingkuang had fought with ten people to the end, her heart was even more uneasy, as if a piece had been hollowed out.
Only when she heard Lin Yang personally admit that Mo Qingkuang was still alive did she finally let go of some of her worries.
It wasn't until Mo Qingkuang appeared in front of her, gently saying, 'Yan'er, I'm back,' that she couldn't hold back anymore. She burst into tears, fiercely throwing herself into Mo Qingkuang's embrace.
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