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Chapter 401

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Huo Changxing and Bi Kuanhai looked at each other. They knew that Mo Wen didn't want to meddle in their affairs, so they didn't say anything else. Without the threat of the Ghost Lair, the two of them could handle the rest of the matter properly.

Bi Kuanhai looked at the backs of Mo Wen and Qin Xiaoyou and sighed helplessly. He knew that his idea of marrying Qin Xiaoyou into the Bi Clan was impossible. Mo Wen's kind of outstanding person was not on the same level as them at all. To put it bluntly, they were people from two different worlds.

Even in the vast ancient martial arts world, he was a rare genius. Even those big sects would not be able to get him, let alone these small ancient martial arts aristocratic families.

It was not surprising that Qin Xiaoyou had such talent. The things that the Bi Clan was proud of were nothing in her eyes. If they had any other thoughts, they would be overestimating themselves.

Bi Fengdi clenched his fists tightly. His gaze was fixed on Qin Xiaoyou's back. There was an indescribable sadness in his eyes. After a long while, he sighed heavily and lowered his head. He was like a defeated rooster as he turned to leave dispiritedly.

"Brats, stop looking. Look at your pathetic faces. Usually, I told you to practice well, but you didn't work hard. Now, do you know what the difference is? That Qin Xiaoyou is a swan, and you are toads. It's useless to think about it. Go back and practice well for me. "

Wang Tiannian gave each of the youths of the Wang Clan, who were looking at Qin Xiaoyou's back, a slap each.

Before this, Wang Tiannian still had a glimmer of hope, but now he didn't have any thoughts at all. He just lamented why the Wang Clan didn't have such an amazing genius.

Wang Xiaofei rolled her eyes at her grandfather. Was there such an analogy? Moreover, he actually called himself a father in front of a group of grandchildren, and even great-grandchildren. The seniority was too messed up …

"Yes …" the youths of the Wang Clan said weakly. No matter how much they practiced, they couldn't be compared to Mo Wen.

Wang Yuan stood in the crowd of the Wang Clan, his eyes shining as he looked at Mo Wen's back. He had never thought that Mo Wen, who was in the same class as him, would be so frightening. His cultivation was simply shocking, far exceeding his understanding and imagination. He really had a hidden dragon by his side, but he didn't notice it at all. In reality, he really did not know much about Mo Wen.

But now, he finally understood Mo Wen a little. It was no wonder that he was not afraid of the Qin Clan's Fourth Young Mistress or the Meng Clan's Young Master Meng Wei. He dared to kill the Meng Clan's heir, Meng Guo, in the Bi Clan Manor House. The person who should be afraid was not him, but those who had provoked him.

Wang Yuan could not help but think of Su Boyu, whom he had not seen for a long time. Previously, he thought that Su Boyu was indulging in debauchery outside and did not like to stay in school. Now that he thought about it, he somewhat understood why. Perhaps he would never be able to see one of the Top Ten Young Masters of that school again.

Unlike the members of the Bi Clan and the Wang Clan, who were relaxed after surviving the calamity, the members of the Meng Clan were more nervous than the other. They were afraid that Mo Wen would settle the score with them. After all, among the ancient martial arts aristocratic families present, only the Qin Clan and the Meng Clan had a feud with Mo Wen. Now that the Qin Clan had been annihilated, only the Meng Clan was left. If Mo Wen came to settle the score with them, what should they do?

Almost everyone in the Meng Clan didn't dare to look at Mo Wen directly. All of them were hiding in the corner, as if they were afraid of being discovered.

Only when Mo Wen's silhouette had completely disappeared before their eyes did everyone in the Meng Clan slowly heave a sigh of relief.

"In the future, if anyone in the Meng Clan dares to provoke Mo Wen again, he will be executed immediately. Later, all of you can go and find out where Mo Wen lives.

I will personally pay a visit to apologize, "Meng Hongbo warned sternly as he swept his gaze across the clan members coldly.

"Yes!"

All the members of the Meng Clan nodded their heads. Now, there was no need for the clan leader to say anything. Almost no one dared to provoke that terrifying killer. More than half of the members of the Ghost Lair were killed by him. With Mo Wen's ability, annihilating the Meng Clan was basically a piece of cake. Moreover, this Mo Wen seemed to be a member of the Huatian Palace. Even if he did something out of line, they would most likely have no place to reason with him.

Meng Hongbo nodded his head coldly. That was then, and this was now. Now, he basically didn't want to think about the successor of the clan being killed and the future hope being strangled in the cradle. He only knew that if they provoked that youngster, the Meng Clan would most likely not even have a future.

Meng Hongbo was even secretly hating that Meng Guo had almost brought disaster upon the Meng Clan. If the Huo Clan, Wang Clan, and other clans hadn't stopped them that day, the Meng Clan would have really made a move on Mo Wen, and the consequences would have been unimaginable. Now that he thought about it, he most likely had to thank the Huo Clan and Wang Clan.

After such a major incident, the Capital Martial Arts Symposium naturally couldn't continue. In a moment, all the ancient martial arts aristocratic families left the Bi Clan Manor House and returned to their own clans to deal with the aftermath. Many people knew that they were still in a state of shock. The heretic forces that had always been in the legends had finally appeared in front of them, telling them that it wasn't just a legend. At the same time, it also told them that the seemingly peaceful ancient martial arts world of Hua Xia was not peaceful.

Qin Xiaoyou didn't return to the Huo Clan. Although it was very likely that her mother would marry into the Huo Clan and become the Clan Leader's wife, tying the knot with Uncle Huo and ending the decades of regret between the two of them, the Huo Clan was, after all, not her home. She didn't want to be too deeply involved with the Huo Clan, and at the same time, she didn't want to be the Huo Clan's young mistress. Occasionally, she would go to the Huo Clan to see her mother. Knowing that she was doing well and living a happy life, she would be satisfied.

So, after leaving the Bi Clan Manor House, Qin Xiaoyou returned to school. Although she had already finished all the courses for this semester, and it wouldn't affect her much whether she went to class or not, she still wanted to learn a little more. The ancient people said that a woman's lack of talent was a virtue, but it was different now. Only those who were knowledgeable could understand etiquette and reason. Only then could they have their own qualities and become an outstanding girl.

The library of Hua Xia University was a treasure trove of mankind. There were many things in there that couldn't be learned from other places. Most of them were unique books that had been passed down for hundreds of years. There were even some ancient books that had been passed down for a long time that were very useful for the practice of ancient martial arts. They could often allow her to comprehend many principles. To others, perhaps a place like school was not suitable for the practice of ancient martial arts. However, to her, it was a very suitable place.

Mo Wen used his relationship with Old Man Wei to rent a teacher's apartment in the school for him and Qin Xiaoyou to stay in so that he could teach her some ancient martial arts stuff. After all, it was impossible for him to go to the female dormitory to teach her.

For the next few days, Mo Wen stayed in school and carefully taught Qin Xiaoyou how to practice. After discovering that she was very talented, Mo Wen naturally attached more importance to her. Perhaps Qin Xiaoyou's future achievements would not be below his.

Although Qin Xiaoyou's comprehension ability was very strong, Mo Wen didn't teach her too much. He only taught her all of the Ming Clan's Sacred Maiden's heritage. After all, it was not good to bite off more than one could chew. Some things couldn't be learned simply by understanding it. To be able to fully understand the Ming Clan's Sacred Maiden's way was already very difficult.

As for whether he would teach her other things in the future, or even teach her the path of Immortal Cultivation, that was a matter for the future. Everything would have to wait until Qin Xiaoyou's foundation was stable.

In the meantime, Mo Wen used a secret technique to control Qin Shaoyang's mind and ordered him to transfer all of the Blue Ocean Group's shares to Qin Xiaoyou. Through normal legal procedures, he would take back all of the group.

Qin Xiaoyou was originally a member of the Qin Clan, and the Blue Ocean Group was founded by her father, Qin Yi. It was said that Qin Xiaoyou was young at that time, so as her uncle, Qin Shaoyang had taken care of the group's assets. Now that Qin Xiaoyou was of age, he would return the group to her. In terms of legal procedures, it was also legal.

So, not long after, the share transfer agreement was finalized. The Blue Ocean Group was one of the top large groups in the country. It had more than 20 listed companies in its hands. Some of them were even involved in many profiteering industries. It even had secret collaborations with the country. It was said that it was involved in the military field.

Once Qin Xiaoyou became the owner of the Blue Ocean Group, she would probably be able to enter the Forbes World Rich List. It was even possible for her to become the richest woman in the country. In terms of wealth, among the five big ancient martial arts aristocratic families in the capital, the other four aristocratic families added together would probably not be able to compare with the Qin Clan. After all, more than half of the Qin Clan's wealth was the result of robbing Qin Xiaoyou's father, the business genius.

Of course, if Qin Xiaoyou wanted to completely control the Blue Ocean Group, it would be difficult to do so in a short period of time. So, Mo Wen still kept Qin Shaoyang alive and didn't kill him. This person was still useful. If he was killed, it would be difficult for Qin Xiaoyou to take over the Blue Ocean Group in a short period of time.

As for the Qin Clan, according to Mo Wen's instructions, all the people who practiced ancient martial arts would have their Cultivation abolished. Those who disobeyed would be killed to serve as a warning to others. As for the old, weak, women and children, they were all separated from the family. They were allowed to take a portion of their belongings and leave the Qin Clan Manor house to make a living on their own.

In just a few days, the people in the Qin Clan Manor house were almost all cleared out. When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. A big clan was completely broken up.

At night, Mo Wen and Qin Xiaoyou sat cross-legged facing each other. Mo Wen carefully taught Qin Xiaoyou some knowledge about the practice of ancient martial arts. With Mo Wen's guidance and her own talent, Qin Xiaoyou's improvement seemed to be tremendous.

Suddenly, Mo Wen furrowed his brows, as if he had sensed something. He signaled Qin Xiaoyou to continue practicing while he stood up and walked out.

There was a small bamboo forest outside the apartment. There were stone tables and stools placed at a distance from each other. Usually, there would be students or teachers taking a walk or enjoying the cool air in the bamboo forest.

At this moment, the bamboo forest was exceptionally quiet. Almost no one could be seen. Through the moonlight, under a beautiful bamboo branch, there was a slender figure standing with his hands behind his back. His clothes fluttered in the wind. In the quiet bamboo forest, he seemed to be one with the bamboo forest.

"Why are you looking for me?"

Mo Wen walked in front of that person and asked nonchalantly. If there was nothing, Mo Qingtian would almost never look for him.

The person in front of him was Mo Qingtian. As usual, he was so perfect that he could charm all the women and men in the world. It was strange to say, but it was indeed so. His kind of unparalleled androgynous beauty had a great impact on both men and women. (To be continued.)

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