The black hole shot out two beams of black light into Qin Shaoyang's eyes. In just a moment, he had become an idiot, answering whatever was asked without hiding anything.
After a while, Mo Wen's expression turned cold. Qin Shaoyang had already destroyed Qin Yi's will without leaving any evidence.
"Humph, originally I just wanted to take back what your Qin Clan had stolen. But now, all of your Qin Clan's wealth belongs to Qin Xiaoyou. The excess will be interest."
The reason why Mo Wen had found the will from that year was to give justice to Wang Huiru and her daughter. He wanted to take back the wealth through normal means. But now, the evidence had been destroyed, so he could only settle for the next best thing. Don't blame him for taking all of the Qin Clan's wealth by hook or by crook.
"I still have a use for this person. The rest can be killed."
Mo Wen lifted Qin Shaoyang with one hand and said plainly. What he meant was for the ancient martial arts aristocratic families to take revenge and complain. The Qin Clan had committed such a treacherous act, so it was naturally impossible for them to have a good ending.
The reason why he had spared Qin Shaoyang's life was because he was the clan leader of the Qin Clan. All the shares of the Blue Ocean Group were in his hands. Although Qin Xiaoyou might not care about those worldly possessions now, what belonged to her belonged to her. It was impossible for it to remain in the Qin Clan.
The ancient martial arts aristocratic families in the Capital had long been eager to take revenge on the Qin Clan. However, due to Mo Wen's power, they didn't dare to act on their own. Now, with Mo Wen's approval, they immediately swarmed forward, fighting to be the first to pounce on the Qin Clan. After the previous battle, the people of the Ghost Lair had all perished, while most of the Qin Clan members were injured. The strange black fog that could increase one's strength had also disappeared. Facing the alliance of so many ancient martial arts aristocratic families, they basically had no power to resist.
In a short while, the Qin Clan ancient martial arts practitioners fell one by one. It was almost a one-sided massacre.
Qin Guang tried to escape. After all, he had Embryonic Breathing realm cultivation, so normal people would find it hard to stop him. However, a huge black fog sword descended from the sky, directly causing him to spit out blood. His aura was weak. Behind him, Huo Changxing and Bi Kuanhai swarmed forward, directly injuring him severely.
"I hate you!"
Qin Guang let out a long cry and looked at Mo Wen with a complicated expression. Then, his body slowly fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open in anger, and he died with a grievance. Before he died, he really regretted it. If he hadn't allowed Qin Shaoyang to kill Qin Yi, kill his own clansmen, and steal their assets, Mo Wen wouldn't have gone against the Qin Clan. If he hadn't been so ambitious and collaborated with the heretic forces, the Qin Clan might still be one of the five big ancient martial arts aristocratic families in the capital.
But now, everything was over! A single mistake had destroyed a clan that had been passed down for a hundred years.
Everyone from the Qin Clan had been killed. On the other side, the ancient martial arts aristocratic families had also suffered heavy casualties.
Mo Wen held the stratagem board in one hand and injected the last bit of spiritual energy contained in the Spiritual Energy Pill into the stratagem board. The stratagem board immediately emitted a ray of black light. Then, the black fog that enveloped the square gradually dissipated. A ray of sunlight finally shone in and the ground was once again bright.
Mo Wen's silhouette flashed and became a few afterimages as he pounced towards the top of the mountain in the distance. From behind a hidden rock, he pulled out a small black flag. That small flag was only the size of a palm. It had a black base with golden edges and a black skull was imprinted on it. It was the stratagem flag that matched the stratagem board.
With just the stratagem board and no stratagem flags, it was impossible to construct a complete stratagem. However, any stratagem that had a stratagem board would have a matching stratagem flag. Unless it was a stratagem master, whose attainments in stratagem techniques had reached the pinnacle, they could construct the connection of heaven and man with just a thought and activate the power of heaven and earth. Only then could they construct a stratagem without the help of a stratagem board or stratagem and use anything as the stratagem base.
The stratagem masters among the Immortal Cultivators could form stratagems with just a thought and set up stratagems anytime and anywhere. A rock on the ground, a leaf on a tree, or a fish in the water could all become the stratagem master's foundation for constructing stratagems. Once their stratagem techniques reached this level, they would be very scary people in the Immortal Cultivation world.
Of course, in the Immortal Cultivation world, there weren't many stratagem masters who could reach this level.
Mo Wen pulled out four stratagem flags consecutively from a few other mountain tops. All five stratagem flags and a stratagem board were used to construct a simple stratagem. This type of stratagem was very simple. It was the most common stratagem. Immortal Cultivators had just learned the basics of stratagem techniques, so it wasn't complicated. Hence, Mo Wen could easily control this stratagem. If it was a more profound stratagem, he would most likely be helpless.
Of course, the stratagem being simple didn't mean that the stratagem board was simple. Anyone who could make stratagem boards was definitely an Immortal Cultivator. Moreover, they were Immortal Cultivators who had some attainments in stratagem techniques. It was a pure Immortal item.
In Mo Wen's previous life, he didn't even have the chance to obtain a set of stratagem boards, even if it was the simplest of stratagem boards. In the end, he easily obtained one in this life. If Ghost Ink was an Immortal Cultivator and not an ancient martial art practitioner, and he didn't understand stratagem techniques, it would be almost impossible for Mo Wen to snatch the stratagem board from his hands.
Mo Wen placed the base of the stratagem board over. There was a button that popped out. A look of understanding flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. He pressed the button, and with a click, the base suddenly caved in, revealing a narrow space. In it was a milky white stone the size of an egg.
"It is indeed a spiritual stone."
Mo Wen's eyes lit up. He had long known that Ghost Ink, an ancient martial art practitioner, couldn't possibly have the ability to activate the stratagem. If there was no spiritual energy to activate it, even the stratagem board would be useless. Hence, he guessed that there was definitely a spiritual energy output device. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the stratagem to display such great power.
Previously, when he had killed so many strong practitioners of the Ghost Lair, he had mostly relied on the power of the stratagem. With the little spiritual energy from the Spiritual Energy Pill, it was impossible to maintain the operation of the stratagem. He could only barely control the stratagem.
Mo Wen dug out the spiritual stone from the stratagem board. He discovered that half of the milky white stone had turned a dull gray color, while the other half was still milky white.
"Only half of the spiritual energy has been used. I reckon that it can still be used once."
A look of joy flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. A stratagem board, even if it was a simple stratagem, if used properly, would definitely be a great killing weapon in the ancient martial arts world. Even a strong practitioner in the Golden Elixir realm would be at a disadvantage once he was trapped in the stratagem, let alone someone in the Embryonic Breathing realm.
He placed the stratagem board into the Storage Ring. Then, he flashed back to the square in the Bi Clan Manor House. The whole process took only a few minutes.
Qin Xiaoyou ran over from afar and held Mo Wen's hand tightly. Her eyes looked at the corpses of the Qin Clan members on the ground, and a complicated look flashed in her eyes. Her revenge had been avenged, and all her enemies had been executed. However, she didn't feel any excitement. Instead, she felt a little sad.
"Don't think too much. They colluded with the heretic forces and attempted to wipe out the ancient martial arts aristocratic families. Their intentions were reprehensible, and they deserved to die."
Mo Wen patted Qin Xiaoyou's hand. He knew that no matter what, Qin Xiaoyou's father was a member of the Qin Clan, and she was also a member of the Qin Clan. Although the Qin Clan was heartless, their ancestors were the same. Such a scene of bloodshed had a significant impact on her.
"Hmm!"
Qin Xiaoyou nodded her head slightly. She lowered her head and remained silent. She didn't sympathize with those members of the Qin Clan who had done evil. She just thought of her background. Her revenge had been avenged, and everything would vanish into thin air. She would still be that lonely and fatherless child, and she would still be like that in the future.
She suddenly grabbed Mo Wen's hand tightly, not wanting to let go for even a moment. Although she had lost a lot, with him, she would have everything.
Wang Xiaofei followed behind Qin Xiaoyou silently and didn't speak. She, who was usually lively, was a little quiet. Everything that had happened in the Bi Clan Manor House had caught her unprepared. It made her feel the bloodshed of the ancient martial arts world. In the past, she had always had the protection of her clan. However, when it came to a matter of life and death, it seemed so useless.
She looked at Mo Wen and sighed softly. No wonder Xiaoyou would fall in love with him. This youth was indeed a talent of his generation. He was not someone that those so-called young masters of aristocratic families could compare to.
"Mo Wen, what should we do next? That Qin Clan, and the Ghost Lair … "
Huo Changxing walked over and looked at Mo Wen. Then, he lowered his head slightly and said. In the ancient martial arts world, the strong were respected. Towards Mo Wen, he had shown sufficient respect. Now that the Bi Clan Manor House was in chaos, many things had happened one after another. Although Mo Wen was not a member of the Capital's ancient martial arts aristocratic families, no one dared to ignore his existence.
Bi Kuanhai also walked over. Although he didn't say anything, he also looked like he would listen to Mo Wen's opinion.
The Qin Clan was a large clan with a hundred years of history. Although almost all of the Qin Clan's upper echelons had died in the Bi Clan Manor House, there were still many ordinary members of the Qin Clan. Now that the Qin Clan had committed such a grave mistake, how to deal with those people was naturally a problem.
"Don't worry. I will report this matter to the Huatian Palace. The people of the Ghost Lair will definitely not dare to make things difficult for you again. As for the Qin Clan … "
Mo Wen was silent for a moment. He looked at Qin Xiaoyou, who was beside him, and said plainly, "If there is anyone in the Qi Nucleation realm, kill them. As for the rest of the people who practice ancient martial arts, their Cultivation will all be crippled. They will not be allowed to practice ancient martial arts for three generations, and the Qin Clan's inherited ancient books will be confiscated. "
Bi Kuanhai and Huo Changxing looked at each other. If it were them, according to the methods of the ancient martial arts practitioners, they would definitely annihilate the Qin Clan completely. The Qin Clan had committed such a grave mistake. If they didn't annihilate the clan, how could they deter the aristocratic families? If the punishment was light, then wouldn't everyone dare to collude with the evil spirits and harm the ancient martial arts world in the future?
However, since Mo Wen had said so, they didn't dare to say anything more. According to Mo Wen's punishment, the Qin Clan would be more or less destroyed. Confiscating the inherited ancient books and not being able to practice ancient martial arts for three generations was equivalent to cutting off the possibility of the Qin Clan taking revenge in the future. After three generations, the Qin Clan would most likely completely fade out of the ancient martial arts world and become a normal clan.
"This matter concerns the Capital's ancient martial arts world. It is not convenient for me to get involved. Goodbye."
Mo Wen cupped his hands slightly, then pulled Qin Xiaoyou along as they left the square. Now, all the major ancient martial arts aristocratic families were in a mess. Some were dead, while others were injured. He didn't want to get involved in those matters. As for whether the Ghost Lair would take revenge because of today's matter, that had nothing to do with him. The people of the Huatian Palace would deal with it. If the Huatian Palace didn't care, then what use was there for him to care? (To be continued.)
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