Chapitre 166: Chapter 166: Master Seems Like a Sulking Neighbor Sister
Chapter 166: Master Seems Like a Sulking Neighbor Sister
Everyone looked up and saw an elderly man with white hair slowly walking forward.
Shen Mo glanced at his information panel.
"So, he is Ouyang Qian's grandfather, the deputy master of the Divine Sword Sect, Ouyang Cang."
"Deputy Master Ouyang, what do you want to say?" Although Murong Yue still had a smile on her face, it was not as bright as before.
"Don't understand? The Heavenly Water Sect has always had a good relationship with our Divine Sword Sect. Now that Master Zhang has passed away, our Divine Sword Sect should take responsibility and maintain the Heavenly Water Sect," Ouyang Cang said indifferently.
Wang Tianzhan, Mo Hanshan, and Zhao Liepeng all narrowed their eyes.
Are they trying to snatch a piece of the pie?
The industries surrounding Heavenly Water City, Tang'an City, and Huangyu City are the best assets of the Heavenly Water Sect.
Especially Heavenly Water City, which has a booming commerce and rich surrounding resources.
Which sect wouldn't want to seize it?
If the Divine Sword Sect could just take it away with a few words, it would be as if they were disregarding the others entirely.
"I don't agree," Mo Hanshan said plainly. "The Qingxuan Sect now has the strength comparable to the Heavenly Water Sect and should naturally return to the ranks of the Five Great Sects of Xujiang."
"I agree," Wang Tianzhan smiled slightly.
Zhao Liepeng smiled but remained silent.
Seeing that these three people did not give him face, Ouyang Cang snorted coldly, "The industries of the Heavenly Water Sect belong to the capable!"
After speaking, he turned into a stream of light and flew away.
The cultivators of the Divine Sword Sect immediately followed suit.
Zhou Qingcang had intended to approach Shen Mo for a chat but frowned upon hearing this. He could only shout from afar.
"Shen Mo! Let's compete again next time! I have already formed the Seven Kills Golden Core, and my cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Core Formation Stage. Although I might be weaker than you, it's not by much!"
Shen Mo chuckled softly and cupped his hands toward the sky. "Alright, next time for sure."
Ouyang Cang, noticing Zhou Qingcang's smile, frowned but said nothing, quickly leaving the scene.
Wang Tianzhan and Zhao Liepeng exchanged glances and cupped their hands toward Murong Yue. "We shall take our leave as well."
After saying that, they hurriedly left with their respective cultivators.
Mo Hanshan whispered, "The Divine Sword Sect wants to seize the Heavenly Water Sect's territory first. Master Murong, remember to act quickly."
Murong Yue nodded.
She naturally saw through what everyone was thinking.
Especially Ouyang Cang. He spoke of having a deep relationship with the Heavenly Water Sect and of protecting it, but in reality, he was eyeing its assets.
"By the way, your Shen Mo doesn't have a partner yet, right? How about my daughter?" Mo Hanshan suddenly chuckled.
Mo Yuheng, who stood nearby, instantly had a cold expression upon hearing her father's words.
"What are you saying?!"
She reached out and fiercely twisted the flesh on Mo Hanshan's waist.
Mo Hanshan immediately cried out in pain.
Mo Yuheng said in a low voice, "Master Murong, we'll meet again next time!"
Then, she turned into a stream of light and left.
"Hey, hey, Yuheng, wait for me! Your father is still behind!"
Mo Hanshan smiled helplessly. "Apologies, Master Murong, for the scene."
Murong Yue covered her mouth and laughed softly. "It's nothing. It's normal for a girl to have her own personality, especially since she's still young."
Mo Hanshan scratched his head.
Compared to Murong Yue, Mo Yuheng was indeed still a young girl.
After Mo Hanshan and the others left, Liu Menghu, the master of the Stormy Rain Sect, Yang Tianxing, the master of the Purple Star Sect, and others came over to offer their congratulations.
Compared to Mo Hanshan, Wang Tianzhan, and others, their attitude was much more respectful.
Although the Divine Sword Sect did not want to acknowledge it, in their hearts, Qingxuan Sect had enough strength, territory, and reputation to be one of the Five Great Sects of Xujiang.
After Liu Menghu and the others left, the crowd of cultivators who had come to watch the commotion gradually dispersed.
Not long ago, the bustling Tiger Head Mountain suddenly became deserted.
The cultivators of the Heavenly Water Sect had already slipped away quietly while they could.
Wei Xiongtie, Zhao Ting, Zhao Rou, Luo Shengnan, and others swarmed toward Shen Mo and Murong Yue, surrounding them in the center.
"Young Master, you're amazing! I, Luo Shengnan, never expected the life-and-death duel to end like this!"
"Indeed, if it weren't for the Young Master, the ones who would have become homeless today would have been us from the Qingxuan Sect."
All the cultivators of the Qingxuan Sect looked at Shen Mo, from elders to disciples, with both reverence and admiration.
Murong Yue, seeing these expressions, felt even happier than if she had eaten honey.
Shen Mo is my disciple!
Shen Mo glanced around. "Everyone, Zhang Mo is dead, and the Heavenly Water Sect is now in disarray."
"However, the Heavenly Water Sect's territory is vast, and we can't take it all in one bite. The other sects are all itching to move."
"Now is not the time for celebration. We should swiftly attack the Heavenly Water Sect's territory and seize those crucial assets."
"Well said!" Wei Xiongtie immediately responded.
"Yes, we can't afford to slack off. We must quickly take those wealthy cities and important industries!" Elder Li promptly agreed.
Murong Yue nodded repeatedly. "Then let's take action immediately!"
Shen Mo quickly approached Song Chaofeng.
Song Chaofeng was now on the verge of death, yet his face was full of smiles.
"Elder Song." Shen Mo infused spiritual power, checking his condition.
Song Chaofeng was not at risk of dying, but his vitality had been greatly depleted. He would, at most, live to be a hundred years old.
For a cultivator in the Core Formation Stage, that was an extremely short lifespan.
"Young Master, I fear I can no longer serve the sect from now on," Song Chaofeng coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.
Shen Mo patted his shoulder.
When Song Chaofeng had initially abandoned the Verdant Vine Sect to follow Murong Yue, he might have had some reservations.
But now, Shen Mo could fully trust that he had given everything for the Qingxuan Sect.
Shen Mo said softly, "I can assure you that from now on, Elder Song will continue to enjoy the treatment of an elder."
"Your son, Song Junjie, will also be pardoned and allowed to return to the sect to cultivate."
Only then did a look of joy appear on Song Chaofeng's face. "Thank you... thank you, Young Master!"
"Quickly, take Elder Song back to the sect for proper treatment," Murong Yue ordered.
"Yes."
The cultivators of the Qingxuan Sect quickly departed as well.
Now, on Tiger Head Mountain, only Shen Mo and Murong Yue remained.
"Mo'er..."
Murong Yue looked at her tall and upright disciple before her and suddenly reached out to touch his cheek.
Murong Yue's eyes reddened once more.
"When you didn't show up at the beginning, I was really relieved. If you hadn't come, you could have lived on peacefully, and I wouldn't have had to watch my disciple die in front of me."
"Do you know how happy I was when you revealed your identity in front of everyone and took off the Fire Mark Mask? The Demon Armor, the Demon Armor that became famous in Xuanjing Prefecture, turned out to be my disciple Shen Mo."
"When you fought Zhang Mo, when you were frozen, when Zhang Mo burned the lotus seat to unleash a golden core strike, my heart almost jumped out of my chest."
"Mo'er, I never expected you to grow so fast. I am truly happy and relieved."
By this point, tears were already streaming down Murong Yue's face.
However, they were not tears of sorrow but rather tears of excitement.
Murong Yue's cold hand lightly touched Shen Mo's cheek.
Shen Mo's body trembled but did not stop her, allowing her to gently caress his face.
"I... I shouldn't be doing this."
Murong Yue suddenly froze, realizing that, as a master, she shouldn't behave so intimately with her disciple.
She instantly recoiled her jade hand as if electrocuted.
Then, she turned her back without hesitation.
"I didn't say anything just now! I didn't do anything! Shen Mo, don't go back and spread nonsense to ruin my reputation!"
"If you... if you talk nonsense, I'll sew your mouth shut, cut out your tongue, and make sure you can never speak again!"
Shen Mo chuckled. "Master, you seem like a sulking neighbor sister right now."
"What are you talking about! I'm your master; I'm very serious!" Murong Yue tried her best to put on a stern expression.
However, her eyes were still red, which made her appear more endearing than imposing.
"If a stern master wants to stay here alone, then the disciple will head back to the sect," Shen Mo laughed lightly, used his movement technique, and was about to leave.
"Hey, Mo'er, wait for me..."
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