Capítulo 131: Chapter 131: I, Yin Xuege, No Longer Fear Shen Mo
Chapter 131: I, Yin Xuege, No Longer Fear Shen Mo
At the Qingxuan Sect's mountain gate.
After listening to Liu Yuanfeng's report, Murong Yue stood up abruptly.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with joy.
She exclaimed excitedly, "Wonderful, wonderful! I never expected Shen'er's strength to have become this formidable!"
"Deputy Sect Master Liu, immediately gather the Core Formation elders and swiftly take over the Blood River Sect's assets. Seize as much as you can."
"If we delay any longer, the nearby sects will start dividing them up."
"Understood." Liu Yuanfeng nodded and bowed before leaving.
As Murong Yue watched him walk away, she suddenly chuckled.
For some reason, she noticed that Liu Yuanfeng seemed to have lost his usual sinister edge and was now much more compliant.
Most likely, it was due to Shen Mo's slaying of Feng Lieshan, the sect master of the Blood River Sect.
The next day.
Under Murong Yue's orders, the news quickly spread throughout the Qingxuan Sect.
The disciples eagerly discussed the matter, thrilled beyond measure.
It was as if they had also been present at Xuanshuang Cave the previous night, experiencing the ups and downs alongside Shen Mo.
"Young Master is incredibly strong! He even killed the sect master of a first-class sect!"
"What's Young Master's current realm? Core Formation middle stage?"
"I'm not sure, but... if I remember correctly, he only formed his Golden Core a few months ago."
"Yeah, in just a few months, he shouldn't have progressed from entry-level Core Formation to the middle stage, right?"
"Then... could it be early stage? Hiss, if that's the case, Young Master is even more impressive! I've made up my mind—I'm setting a small goal. I'm going to become Young Master's Dao companion!"
"Uh, I don't think Young Master is into men."
...
At the Heavenly Water Sect.
A hundred miles east of the mountain gate.
Here lay a sparkling, shimmering lake.
Around it stood only a few thatched huts made of bamboo.
This lake, known as "Thousand Bamboo Lake," earned its name from the vast variety of bamboo that grew around it.
At this moment, a tall figure in a sky-blue robe hovered above the water, seated in meditation with eyes closed.
This was none other than Zhuang Mo, the sect master of the Heavenly Water Sect.
She was also one of the five highest-ranking figures in the entire Xuanyang Prefecture.
Countless water droplets floated around her, constantly shifting into different shapes every second.
This was her method of cultivation.
Controlling water flow.
Starting from making the light feel heavy, she gradually worked toward making the heavy feel light.
Once she could lift the water of the entire lake, her cultivation method would have reached its pinnacle— the ninth level.
On the shore.
A pale-faced young man was boiling water and brewing tea.
Before long, the fragrance of tea filled the air.
Just a single whiff of this delicate aroma could calm the mind and soothe the spirit.
Plop, plop, plop.
Zhuang Mo slowly opened her eyes.
All the water droplets lost control, falling into the lake like a sudden downpour.
She gently stepped on the water's surface, and in the blink of an eye, arrived at the shore.
"Xuege, your tea-brewing skills have improved," she praised with a light sniff.
Yin Xuege smiled modestly, "It's all thanks to your teachings, Master."
"After months of brewing tea continuously, my state of mind has become much more refined."
"I no longer fear Shen Mo."
"The shadow that once loomed over my heart is gone."
He smiled happily.
Since the Hundred Sects Grand Ceremony, he had been in a deep slump. If Zhuang Mo hadn't slapped him awake back then, his cultivation might have regressed by now.
Now, after months of brewing tea, his mindset and cultivation had both become perfectly balanced.
He was ready to form his Golden Core and step into the Core Formation stage!
Zhuang Mo took a small sip of tea, "The materials needed to form your Heavy Water Golden Core are all prepared."
"As soon as you're ready, you can begin your Core Formation."
Yin Xuege's face lit up with excitement, "Yes! Thank you, Master!"
*Zhuang Mo pondered for a moment and said,* "I wonder what has happened with the Blood River Sect. Normally, Feng Lieshan should have sent a message through the Sound Transmission Jade as soon as he took Xuanshuang Cave."
Yin Xuege chuckled lightly, "Master, don't worry. Sect Master Feng is immensely powerful, capturing Xuanshuang Cave should have been a trivial task for him."
"Perhaps something has delayed him, which is why he hasn't sent a message immediately."
Zhuang Mo nodded slightly, just about to speak when suddenly, a figure stumbled and rushed toward them from afar, appearing highly agitated.
Moments later, the figure landed hurriedly and walked quickly over to Zhuang Mo and Yin Xuege.
Zhuang Mo frowned deeply. "I seem to recall saying that no one is to disturb me during my cultivation here."
The Heavenly Water Sect elder immediately bowed in fear. "Forgive me, Sect Master. The matter is too grave, I had no choice but to come. Please, grant me mercy."
"Speak."
Only then did the elder dare to continue, "Feng Lieshan is dead, and the Blood River Sect's assets have been divided among Qingxuan Sect, White River Sect, and Stormy Rain Sect."
He raised his head, looking at Zhuang Mo, and whispered, "Sect Master, our plan has failed."
*Crack.*
Zhuang Mo crushed the tea cup in her hand.
The scalding tea spilled over her fair hand, turning it bright red.
An uncontrollable fury surged across her face.
"What happened? Speak, quickly!"
Wiping the cold sweat from his brow, the Heavenly Water Sect elder hurriedly recounted every detail of the events that had transpired the previous night.
"What?"
"The Cold Qi Killing Formation?"
"Feng Lieshan was killed by Shen Mo?"
Zhuang Mo's face was full of disbelief.
A peak Core Formation cultivator, killed by someone in the early Core Formation stage.
That was nearly impossible.
"The informant reports that Feng Lieshan tried to flee, but Shen Mo pursued him. In the end, they found Feng Lieshan's corpse, with a gaping hole in his chest. There's no doubt that he's dead."
The elder whispered.
*Crash.*
The tea cup suddenly fell to the ground.
Yin Xuege's face turned deathly pale.
His vision blurred.
Everything before him—Zhuang Mo, the Heavenly Water Sect elder, the sun, the buildings, even the birds flying by—seemed to morph into Shen Mo's face.
*Thud.*
He could no longer hold himself upright and collapsed onto the ground, unconscious.
It was as if something inside him had shattered.
And something deep within the darkness crawled out, once again taking over his heart.
Zhuang Mo took a deep breath. "Take him back to the courtyard and let him rest."
"Yes," the elder nodded repeatedly and quickly helped Yin Xuege away.
Zhuang Mo gazed at the streak of light in the sky, her face icy cold.
Her eyes were filled with a deep sense of frustration and disappointment.
Yin Xuege, the disciple she valued most.
The heart that he had only just mended was completely shattered by a few words from the elder.
The shadow in his heart, the nightmare named Shen Mo, had once again consumed his mind.
And this time, it would never fade.
Perhaps she had been wrong from the start.
Yin Xuege was never suited for cultivation.
In contrast, Bai Ziyue, who had always been suppressed by Yin Xuege, now seemed far more worthy of nurturing.
"The strongest cultivators of the Blood River Sect are all dead, that sect is now worthless."
"What's more troubling is that we still haven't been able to gauge the attitude of the Qingvine Sect. They haven't shown any reaction at all."
Zhuang Mo's expression remained cold. "It seems that the Heavenly Water Sect will have to step in personally."
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