The person who had fallen from the tree let out a shrill scream. He rolled for a long time before getting up from the ground.
"You … How did you know I was hiding in the tree?"
The person covered his buttocks and looked at Mo Wen in shock. The pain in his buttocks made him gasp continuously. It was just a small rock hitting him, but it was so painful that even a Qi Nucleation realm ancient martial art practitioner like him could not bear it.
Also, how did the youth discover his position? He was very confident in his ability to hide. In such a dense forest, how could a youth find him?
"Why? Do you want me to "invite" you out one by one? "
Mo Wen crossed his arms and smiled playfully.
Just as he finished speaking, there was a rustling sound in the forest. Then, a few people walked out of the forest. They were all youths. There was a total of five of them. Their Cultivation was not high. The highest was only in the intermediate stage of the Qi Nucleation realm.
This Cultivation might be outstanding in the main space, but in the Inner world, it was very ordinary.
The five people who walked out looked at each other. Everyone's eyes were filled with shock. Originally, they wanted to scare this youth and get some useful information from him. Then, they would decide whether or not to make a move.
In the end, not only did their meticulous plan not work, but they were also at a disadvantage at the hands of this youth.
He was just a youth. His Cultivation would definitely not be high. How did he discover them?
Fatty, Skinny Monkey and the others looked at Mo Wen. They were a little uncertain.
"You guys are looking for me?" Mo Wen crossed his arms and leaned against a tree trunk.
"Little brother, we saw that you are handsome and have an extraordinary temperament. We want to make friends with you, so we invited you here. May I know which sect you are from? We are all disciples of the Tong Luo Sect in the Qingkun Region. "
Fatty walked to the front and grinned. His round face was filled with a harmless look.
"You guys are too polite. I am just a nobody without a sect. I don't dare to make friends with you guys, "Mo Wen said plainly.
"No sect!"
Fatty, Skinny Monkey and the others heard him and looked at each other. A sinister light appeared in their eyes. He was actually just a kid without a sect.
"Go, cripple him first."
Big Fatty shouted. He did not waste any words and immediately attacked. His eyes were fixed on the Flaming Dragon Colt, and his eyes were filled with greed. How could a puny martial artist be qualified to possess such a treasure? Others would never have imagined, even in their wildest dreams, that the person who owned the Flaming Dragon Colt was actually a brat without a sect.
It was a heaven-sent opportunity. He, Big Fatty Hong, was finally going to rise.
"Brat, die!"
The skinny monkey shouted loudly and was the first to rush forward. No one would think that a youth less than twenty years old would be strong, so the skinny monkey didn't have any misgivings. He immediately rushed forward, as if he was facing a little lamb.
With Skinny Monkey's Cultivation in the Qi Nucleation realm, he appeared in front of Mo Wen in just a few breaths. He threw a punch, and the Qi moved like thunder. The friction with the air produced a dull sound.
Mo Wen expressionlessly stretched out a hand. Then, he slowly pressed down on the empty space. A terrifying pressure suddenly appeared. The terrifying pressure was like a mountain crashing down. Skinny Monkey-Like's shoulders sank and he staggered. His body uncontrollably fell to the ground and fell face first.
The others were startled. The few of them, who were originally prepared to rush forward and cut Mo Wen into pieces, all stopped in their tracks. They stared blankly at the youth. A look of fear gradually appeared in their eyes, and it grew deeper and stronger.
That youth. In their eyes, he was no longer a little lamb that could be easily bullied. Instead, he was a prehistoric ferocious beast that always chose its prey.
What a terrifying aura!
Big Fatty drew in a cold breath. His face instantly turned pale and his body trembled slightly. His eyes were full of disbelief as he looked at Mo Wen.
Golden Elixir realm!
Only a martial artist in the Golden Elixir realm could have such a terrifying aura.
But … how was it possible! This youth was not even twenty years old.
How could he have Golden Elixir realm Cultivation?
Big Fatty felt like he was in a nightmare. He wanted to fiercely slap himself a few times to wake himself up from his dream.
"Are you guys trying to snatch my Flaming Dragon Colt?"
Mo Wen crossed his arms and looked playfully at Big Fatty, Skinny Monkey, and the others.
"No … no, we … were just … joking … just joking," Big Fatty stammered.
The fat on his body trembled continuously. He was so scared that his face turned pale. Golden Elixir realm! To them, it was an undefeatable existence.
"Quibble?"
Mo Wen lifted his eyes to look at the fatty. Then, he waved his hand slightly and a golden Qi of Sword flashed.
In the next moment, blood splattered everywhere. A huge head rolled onto the ground. It was Big Fatty. He had been killed with a single strike. He did not even have the chance to react.
"Are there any more quibbles?"
Mo Wen said indifferently as he glanced at the others.
"Sir, please have mercy … Sir, please have mercy …"
"We were wrong … We won't dare to do it again … Sir, please have mercy …"
…
The bloody scene and Mo Wen's terrifying methods caused the others to completely break down. They knelt down and begged for mercy, kowtowing non-stop.
"You are all from the Tong Luo Sect?" Mo Wen asked calmly.
"Yes … yes, we are all from the Tong Luo Sect … Sir, please give face to the Tong Luo Sect and spare our lives."
The few of them nodded. Although the Tong Luo Sect was not a super large sect, it was still rather famous. At this moment, a glimmer of hope rose in the hearts of the few of them. At least they were from a large sect. This youth should not be so merciless.
"The mistakes of the disciples are the fault of the sect. The few of you bullied me because I was young and wanted to snatch my dragon steed. I want to find your sect to judge. "
Mo Wen laughed coldly. With a wave of his hand, a tree vine flew out. Then, with a twist, it tightly bound the four of them together. At the same time, he struck out with his palm, directly crippling the cultivation of the four of them. The four Qi Nucleation realm ancient martial art practitioners immediately became powerless commoners.
The four of them were scared out of their wits. Their eyes were filled with despair. Crippling their cultivation was equivalent to cutting off their chances of survival. In the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, those who did not have cultivation could only stay in the city for the rest of their lives, being commoners.
Furthermore …
Was this youth crazy? He was actually prepared to find the Tong Luo Sect! This was a little too overbearing. After all, they were the ones who had done it. They were merely normal disciples of the Tong Luo Sect. To put it bluntly, this was their personal matter and had nothing to do with the Tong Luo Sect.
This young man's actions were simply unreasonable. Moreover, he was being unreasonable to a large sect.
"Bring me to the territory of the Tong Luo Sect. Not killing you is already being merciful."
Mo Wen glanced at the four of them. With a wave of his hand, the four living people flew up like four sacks. They hung on the Flaming Dragon Steed. Mo Wen then put his hands behind his back and leisurely walked out of the southern forest.
The flat land on the Cropped Top Mountain was very big. It was divided into many layers. Tents of all sizes were divided into camps. Each camp represented a sect. There were about fifty to sixty of them.
Super large sects like the Purple Qi Pavilion occupied the best spots on the Cropped Top Mountain. The weaker sects were below them. The even worse ones could only be placed in the corners.
The Tong Luo Sect was not a small sect in the Qingkun Region. However, in the context of the Cropped Top Mountain, it was not very outstanding. After all, the sects that could come to the Flame Barren Savage Lands were not easy to deal with. It could be said that they had gathered the strongest group of ancient martial art practitioner sects in the Eight Major Domains.
The Tong Luo Sect's camp was located in a corner of the third tier. The environment was not bad. It was not as good as the top, but it was better than the bottom.
Mo Wen put his hands behind his back and climbed up the cliff where the Tong Luo Sect was. There were more than twenty tents in the campsite, all of which belonged to the Tong Luo Sect.
According to Skinny Monkey and the others, there were seventy to eighty ancient martial art practitioners from the Tong Luo Sect. Among them, the weakest was in the Qi Nucleation realm. There were more than twenty ancient martial art practitioners in the Embryonic Breathing realm. There were also two deputy sect leaders in the Golden Elixir realm.
In the entire Tong Luo Sect, there were three ancient martial art practitioners in the beginning stage of the Golden Elixir realm. Other than the sect leader, the two deputy sect leaders were in the Golden Elixir realm. Although they could not be compared to a faction like the Intentionless Sect, a sect with Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners was not simple. Moreover, there were three of them in the Tong Luo Sect.
Other than the sect leader who was in charge of the daily affairs of the sect, the two deputy sect leaders were on the Cropped Top Mountain.
"Who are you? This is the territory of the Tong Luo Sect. Unauthorized people are not allowed to enter."
From afar, a few disciples guarding the camp shouted loudly. At the end of their line of sight was Mo Wen's leisurely figure.
"I am not an unauthorized person. I am here to collect a debt from the Tong Luo Sect."
As he neared, the few disciples guarding the camp finally saw Mo Wen's appearance clearly. Seeing that he was just a youth, they initially looked down on him. However, after seeing the Flaming Dragon Colt following behind Mo Wen, their expressions turned serious.
As disciples of a large sect, it was impossible for them not to know how precious and respectable a Flaming Dragon Colt was. Those who could own a Flaming Dragon Colt were naturally not simple.
However, the few disciples guarding the camp saw the few people on the back of the Flaming Dragon Colt. They recognized all of them. They were all disciples of the Tong Luo Sect.
"Who exactly are you? What do you want?"
A tall and skinny middle-aged man's expression changed slightly. His gaze was somewhat unfriendly as he looked at Mo Wen. He had treated the people of the Tong Luo Sect in such a manner, yet he did not say that it was disrespectful to the Tong Luo Sect. This youth clearly did not come with good intentions.
"Didn't I just say that I am here to collect a debt? Get your sect leaders to come out. I don't have the time to waste with you," Mo Wen said plainly.
"You …"
The middle-aged man pointed at Mo Wen and could not speak for a long time. Arrogant! He was too arrogant. He had never seen such an arrogant person before. What could the dignified Tong Luo Sect owe him? Even if they really owed him something, there was no need for them to come knocking on his door.
However, the middle-aged man did not act rashly. He only took a deep breath and said coldly, "The two of you, go and report to the Deputy Sect Leader."
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