Chapitre 35: Identity Exposed
Due to Mo Qingkuang's frenzied actions, almost no one dared to challenge his arena. The same applied to the arena where Lin Yang and Song Qian were located, who were only with a few challengers.
Stimulated by Mo Qingkuang's provocations, they no longer held back their attacks, giving their all against opponents regardless of their cultivation levels, venting their anger.
As the sun set, Mo Qingkuang, along with Han Yan'er and others, returned to the Misty Rain Villa once again.
Everyone looked at Mo Qingkuang with piercing eyes, as if they were looking at a monster.
"Kuang Qing, is there any grudge between you and Lin Yan?" After a long while, Han Yan'er hesitated and spoke.
Mo Qingkuang's eyes suddenly sharpened, frightening Han Yan'er, who involuntarily took a step back.
After a moment of silence, Mo Qingkuang spoke in a low tone, "Her name is not Lin Yan; it's Chu Yanran, and she's a disciple of the Yuan Sword Sect."
"So, she's a disciple of the Yuan Sword Sect. But did you have to be so harsh on her?" Gu Hongyi expressed some dissatisfaction.
Actually, Mo Qingkuang's actions weren't excessively harsh; it was just that Chu Yanran's injuries were in a particularly sensitive area. Her beautiful face had been marred by consecutive slaps.
The face was the front of everyone's beauty, and witnessing such a scene left them with lingering fear.
"Oh, wasn't she the one wearing a floral wreath in the Nianhua King's Tomb?" Tang Yu asked. He also had a deep impression of Chu Yanran, a unique woman he encountered in the Nianhua King's Tomb.
"Yes."
"Do you have any grievances with her?" Han Yan'er asked again.
She couldn't figure it out. The only person Mo Qingkuang had conflicts with at the Yuan Sword Sect was Song Qian. Even if Mo Qingkuang took the initiative to find trouble, at most, he would clash with Zhuang Fan, but that shouldn't have caused such a reaction.
Mo Qingkuang shook his head. "I'm a bit tired. I'll rest first. Good luck to everyone tomorrow."
With that, he left the four people, who stared at each other and headed towards his room.
***
Back in his room, Mo Qingkuang's emotions were somewhat low. Self-deprecatingly, he asked, "Ancestor, am I a hot-tempered lunatic?"
Floating out of the ring, Mo Fan sighed. "You're still young. Don't let hatred cloud your judgment. I support you seeking revenge against Lin Yang, but insulting a woman to provoke him is not the behaviour of a real man."
"But I hate her too! If it weren't for her, Lin Yang and I wouldn't have been enemies. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have lost in the apprentice competition, and if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have had to leave my hometown and live incognito in the Central Province!" Mo Qingkuang suddenly became agitated, his eyes turning red.
Mo Fan floated in mid-air, watching him in silence.
Chu Yanran was the trigger for Mo Qingkuang's downfall, but she wasn't the main reason. The main reason was that he, the author, had arranged this plotline.
It would be difficult to erase such hatred regardless of who it was. However, the winner was always the king, and the loser was always the bandit. In the original storyline, Lin Yang was the winner. Now, Mo Qingkuang's fate has changed because of Mo Fan's appearance. He had a chance to be the king too.
"I understand your feelings, but I hope you can understand. If you don't get rid of this inner demon as soon as possible, you won't be able to go far in the future."
Mo Qingkuang vigorously scratched his hair, unknowingly pulling out several strands.
He was breathing heavily, scenes from the arena flashing in his mind —Lin Yang's rage and helplessness, Chu Yanran's shock and vulnerability, and his own madness and excitement.
Indeed, the frenzied revenge brought great satisfaction, but afterwards, he felt a wave of fear.
At least at this moment, he was fearful. The environment provided by the Mo family only turned him into a playboy, not a scoundrel. His true nature wasn't bad.
After being awakened by Mo Fan, he never stopped reflecting. Cold sweat continued to emerge on his back until the end of the arena.
Fortunately, Mo Qingkuang's frenzied actions intimidated the other challengers, and combining it with his reputation as Kuang Qing, no one dared to challenge him.
Otherwise, he would not even be able to deal with a first-grade martial master in his dejected state.
"You have to remember, martial artists fight for destiny, not anger! The Heavenly Dao is the righteous path. It could not be snatched away through despicable means! Lin Yang is the chosen one of this generation. If you want to snatch his destiny, you should defeat him head-on!" Mo Fan said sternly.
"Ancestor, I... I know my mistake!" Mo Qingkuang was shaken by Mo Fan's stern warning, kneeling down in front of him and choked with sobs.
[Ding! Side quest activated: Seize the title of Martial Champion.]
[Mo Qingkuang enters the top 100 of the Martial Exam, triggering the side quest: Seize the title of Martial Champion.]
[Quest details: Host helps Mo Qingkuang defeat the original protagonist Lin Yang and obtains the title of Martial Champion of the current Tianxuan Empire Martial Exam.]
[Quest reward: Host obtains a part of the resurrection clues.]
[Achievement reward: 500 Heaven-Defying points.]
Mo Fan looked at the sudden system prompts, feeling a surge of surprise.
Resurrection clues? It seemed that seizing this Martial Champion was indeed imperative.
***
In a room of a hotel, the smell of medicine was overpowering. A woman, her face wrapped in gauze, lay silently on the bed, tears streaming down her face.
Lin Yang sat by the bedside, tightly holding her small hand.
"Yanran, you can rest assured. I will definitely tear that scoundrel Kuang Qing into pieces and avenge you!" Lin Yang gritted his teeth, full of hatred.
"Brother Lin Yang, will Yanran become very ugly?" Chu Yanran couldn't help but shed tears, soaking the gauze at the corners of her eyes.
"No, no! I've prepared medicine for you. You will definitely recover!" Lin Yang hastily reassured her. "Don't cry; tears will wash away the effects of the medicine."
"Okay, I won't cry, I won't cry." Chu Yanran said with her mouth, but tears still uncontrollably flowed down.
Suddenly, the Saint Alchemist's astonished voice echoed in Lin Yang's heart, "Lin Yang! I understand now! I know who this Kuang Qing is!"
"Who is he? I don't care who he is; I will definitely take his life!" Lin Yang roared in his heart.
"Lin Yang, think carefully. Kuang Qing has extraordinary strength and talent. Originally, defeating Chu Yanran would have been effortless for him. Why would he humiliate her like this?" the Saint Alchemist asked.
"I don't know. Yanran is kind-hearted and never holds grudges against anyone. Probably that scoundrel wanted to disturb my state of mind by humiliating her!" Lin Yang replied.
"Why would he disturb your state of mind if he has no enmity with you?" the Saint Alchemist questioned.
"I don't know. I've been very low-key, without such enemies."
"I have a bold guess in my mind. Kuang Qing is likely someone we never expected!" the Saint Alchemist said with a hint of difficulty.
"He has the wind attribute physique, similar in age to you, and bears deep grudges against both you and Chu Yanran. Think carefully, who could it be?"
"Wind attribute physique, similar age? Someone who holds a grudge against both me and Yanran deeply?"
"Think again. When you participated in the martial exam, what alias did you use?" the Saint Alchemist reminded.
"Alias? Yang Lin. Hmm?" Lin Yang suddenly seemed to have caught onto something.
'My name is Lin Yang, and my alias is Yang Lin. So, Kuang Qing might be an alias. If I turn around Kuang Qing's name…!'
"Qingkuang...Mo Qingkuang!!"
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