"If he can be saved," Chu Mo said indifferently.
"He can be saved, he definitely can be saved! He definitely can be saved! " The old man said anxiously, "I, I will contact him. As long as I contact him, he will definitely come back!"
"Wait a minute." Chu Mo raised his hand to stop the old man.
"What?" The old man looked at Chu Mo and suddenly said, "I forgot to introduce myself. I am Tu Yong, the great elder of Gujian Sect …"
"Elder Tu, that's not what I meant." Chu Mo looked at the great elder of Gujian Sect and said in a deep voice, "There is one thing that you probably haven't thought about. If … Fellow Cultivator Windrunner knows that he is possessed by the devil and … he doesn't want to be sealed, have you thought about what to do? "
"Uh …" Tu Yong was stunned. He looked at Chu Mo in a daze, the corner of his mouth twitching. The eyes of the most powerful great elder of Gujian Sect, a super powerhouse who was close to the supreme level, showed a bit of confusion and helplessness, "I, I have never thought about it. I really don't know … what to do."
"Plus, if he doesn't want to be sealed by me, if he fights back and wants to kill me … what should Elder Tu do?" Then … what about Elder Tu? "Chu Mo asked.
"I don't know. I really haven't thought about it. He won't do that … he definitely won't. I know, he is a good kid, really … a good kid. " Tu Yong's voice became lower and lower. He was not an idiot and naturally had a deeper understanding of his disciple.
If Windrunner was really a person who was willing to be sealed, then maybe he wouldn't have left Gujian Sect. This was especially the case when they had a falling out back then, the words Windstalker said — something about one day, he would prove to his master just how outstanding he was, saying that one day, if the sect faced danger, he would definitely return … there was a bit of information hidden within his words.
However, Tu Yong didn't want to believe it and kept numbing himself. In this world, no one was a saint. How many people could be truly heartless?
Tu Yong fell into a long silence. His heart was full of struggle and torment. On one hand, it was the righteousness of the entire human race!
No one would deny that the Demon Race was the enemy of the entire Human Race. The conflict between the two sides was irreconcilable. Once they met, it would be a battle to the death!
On the other side was the disciple that he had raised since he was young. He treated her as his own child.
Putting family before righteousness was easy to say, but how many people could actually do it?
Chu Mo didn't rush him. If it were him, he would also be conflicted. However, he would definitely choose to seal it. One day, when he truly had that kind of heaven-defying ability, he would then rescue it.
"Hey, I'll call him back." Tu Yong pondered this for the time it took for an incense stick to burn. Then, he raised his head and looked at Chu Mo apologetically. "But now that he's back, will he give us a chance to be alone?"
"Of course, it would be best if you could persuade him," Chu Mo said.
Tu Yong said softly, "Thank you."
Chu Mo nodded.
At this time, Tu Yong suddenly raised his head again and looked expectantly at Chu Mo. "Young Master Chu, do you have a way to identify the Demon Race?"
At the end of the day, Tu Yong's heart was still conflicted. He still hoped that the disciple that he had raised from young had nothing to do with the Demon Race! Perhaps it was because of some other reason that he had left. Perhaps it was because he was willful, or perhaps it was because the child had grown up …
Chu Mo looked at Tu Yong's eyes and thought of his master and his father. At this moment, Chu Mo really couldn't bear to see this happen.
"Yes," Chu Mo said. "But I also hope that I'm wrong."
"Forget it … I'll contact him." Tu Yong sighed heavily and took out a sound transmission stone. Without any hesitation, he contacted Windrunner.
There was a quick response. "Master? You … why did you think of contacting me? "
Hearing the word "Master," Chu Mo could clearly feel Tu Yong's body tremble slightly and his eyes redden.
Windrunner … actually sensed it as well. His voice rose a little. "Master … w-what's wrong? Is there something wrong? Tell me, Master. Who dares to provoke you? I … "
"Child, how many years has it been since you've returned?" Tu Yong closed his eyes slightly, unwilling to let his emotions show.
There was a long silence before a voice came. "Master, are you really alright?"
"I'm fine. I just miss you a little. I'm fine … that's all … "Tu Yong said in a low voice.
"Wait … Master … don't hang up." Windrunner's anxious voice came. "I'll go back right now. Master, I'll … go back immediately. Wait for me for one day! One day later, I'll definitely appear before you. Although right now … I'm doing something important, there's nothing more important than Master's summons. Wait for me, Master! "
After saying this, the other side immediately turned off the sound transmission stone.
Chu Mo keenly noticed that part in Windrunner's words: "I'm doing something important."
A person who had turned into a demon, and now seemed to be willing to do something important, what could it be? The bigger it was … the greater the harm it would bring to the entire human race, right?
He glanced at Tu Yong.
Tu Yong also happened to look at him.
Then, the two of them sighed slightly.
Chu Mo said, "I've offended the fellow Daoists of the Ancient Sword Sect before. I'll go and treat them."
Tu Yong was slightly stunned.
Chu Mo said, "If it weren't for me, that kind of Dao injury would take at least several decades to heal. I don't want to affect their battle strength when the demons descend because of me. "
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Young Master Chu." Tu Yong thanked him earnestly. But then he reacted and looked at Chu Mo. "The demons descend? Do you mean... the Devil Race will definitely descend into our world? "
"The last formation has been missing for a long time. I guess that formation isn't in the Heaven Realm at all. Maybe it's in the Outer Domain, or somewhere else, but in short … it must be very secretive, "Chu Mo said.
"We'll find it, we'll definitely find it. The demons definitely won't descend into our world …" Tu Yong's eyes were filled with hope that even he himself didn't believe, but his voice was full of persistence.
At this moment, he was not the Great Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect, nor was he a peerless expert who was close to the Supreme Stage. He was just a naive old man. There was no strength, no dominance. What was left was only endless worry.
Tu Yong brought Chu Mo back to the Ancient Sword Sect. Along the way, Chu Mo received a lot of supercilious looks.
In this sect with only a few hundred people, even the slightest thing would spread quickly. Not to mention a big thing like a group of people being injured. Therefore, when everyone saw Chu Mo, their expressions were unfriendly. If Great Elder Tu Yong wasn't here, they probably couldn't help but attack him.
Even if they knew that they were no match for Chu Mo, they wouldn't cower in the corner and curse him in their hearts.
Tu Yong brought Chu Mo and quickly arrived at the place where the injured people were recuperating. When they saw Chu Mo, everyone was shocked as if they were facing a great enemy.
Then, Tu Yong waved everyone away and said to the injured people, "It's a misunderstanding. Although you guys are the ones who suffered, let this matter go. Young Master Chu will help treat your Dao injuries now. "
Although these people were at a loss and had complicated expressions on their faces, in their hearts … they were bursting with joy!
It was truly a feeling of bursting with joy. They were so happy that they couldn't be described with words.
In the beginning, they underestimated the injuries on their bodies.
For high-level Emperor Lords, a little injury was nothing. Every battle between cultivators of the same realm was extremely dangerous. Severed arms could be regrown, serious injuries could be healed, and even heads could be reattached! Therefore, these people didn't pay too much attention at the beginning.
But soon, they realized that something was wrong. Originally, they could easily regrow their severed arms, but this time … it was incomparably difficult!
The Dao injuries on their bodies were like maggots that couldn't be removed!
At this moment, these people finally realized that the enemy they were facing wasn't an ordinary cultivator!
This was a terrifying young overlord who was only at the Perfected Immortal Realm!
And the injuries they suffered weren't ordinary injuries at all. Even an almighty at the Quasi-Supreme Realm … couldn't leave such injuries on their bodies.
These people wanted to cry but had no tears. They were so depressed that they wanted to die. Because, although they could blame Chu Mo for being rude first, their reactions were also intense enough! They wanted to kill as soon as they arrived.
How could they blame others for being inferior? Moreover, they knew very well that Chu Mo had already been very lenient!
They didn't expect that after a discussion between Chu Mo and the First Elder, they didn't know what kind of agreement they came to, but he actually came back to treat their injuries. This made them want to express their feelings with cheers. However, they were enemies just now, so it wasn't honorable to say it again. They didn't have the face to cheer. They also didn't know if they should thank Chu Mo. Therefore, their expressions were complicated and they were very conflicted.
Fortunately, Chu Mo didn't care too much about this. He knew that they were conflicted, so he directly took action and took back the Dao that belonged to him in their bodies one by one.
To put it bluntly, this was a kind of nomological power. It was Chu Mo's Dao that formed a strangulation rule. It killed its way into their bodies and kept destroying their Dao.
There were many people in this world who could release this kind of killing Dao rule. An ordinary Quasi-Supreme Realm could already do it, and even some high-level Emperor Lords could do it. However, the number of people who could release this kind of killing Dao rule was very small. It was almost unique to be able to freely release and retract it!
At least Tu Yong had never met one before! He had heard that in the endless glorious ancient era — an epoch ago. Those supreme almighty figures with unfathomable realms and extraordinary talents were able to achieve such a feat.
However, this young man who looked like he was in his thirties could do it too!
The most terrifying thing was that he was a Perfected Immortal cultivator.
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