It was a gloomy day with dark clouds coming from the west.
Chen Zong chewed and swallowed slowly as he savored the Five Flavour Porridge that his sister Chen Qingyao had meticulously cooked for him. It was made by simmering five types of ingredients in proportion. When it entered his mouth, it was fragrant, rich, saucy, herbal, and spicy. Not only did it have a unique texture, but it also had the effect of calming the mind and nourishing the Qi and blood.
Chen Zong was satisfied after eating a large bowl of five-flavored congee and two palm-sized pancakes that were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
"Sister, your cooking skills are getting better and better." Chen Zong wasn't stingy with his praise.
"As long as you like it." Chen Qingyao smiled as if she had walked out of the sadness of Chen Zhenghong's death.
"Sister, do you like the life in Seven Swords Towers?" Chen Zong asked again.
"Didn't father already arrange it?" Chen Qingyao asked back. Although her body was weak and couldn't cultivate, she was naturally intelligent.
Chen Zong nodded, got up, and said goodbye to Chen Qingyao.
… …
Family Mo's mansion was located in the southwest of Qinglin City. It was one of the three two-star forces in Qinglin City, on par with the Seven Swords Towers and the Black Tiger Gang. It had nearly a hundred years of history. Half of the restaurants in Qinglin City were owned by Family Mo, and many of the shops were also controlled by Family Mo.
As an elder of Family Mo, not only did he have extraordinary cultivation and strength, but he also had a high status and power.
Mo Zhihong was 41 years old this year, and his cultivation had reached the mid 9th layer of the Foundation Realm. He had practiced the sword for many years, and his swordsmanship was superb. He was used to practicing early in the morning, and after practice, he would personally brew a pot of Copper Mountain Tea and savor it.
The color of the tea was as dark as copper and contained a trace of simplicity. Mo Zhihong slowly picked up the teacup, closed his eyes, and gently inhaled. A rich fragrance entered his nose and filled his chest.
"This tea requires half a year's worth of effort from picking to frying it. It also needs to be stored in a dry and cold place for three years before it can be steeped in boiling water. During the steeping process, one has to pay particular attention to the technique …" Mo Zhihong took a light sip. His mouth was filled with a rich fragrance, and there was even a hint of floating in the air. His whole body felt warm and comfortable.
This tea can strengthen one's muscles and bones if taken regularly.
"Third Elder … Third Elder …" A voice came from outside, sounding slightly panicked.
"What's the matter?" Mo Zhihong frowned and put down the teacup with a displeased expression. There was a hint of anger in his voice.
"Third Elder …" The person shrank back, but continued, "The Seventh Tower Master of the Seven Swords Towers has come to visit."
"Seventh House Head, isn't Chen Zhenghong already dead? Who is the new Tower Master? "Mo Zhihong was startled. He immediately stood up and sat down again." Invite him in. "
Not long after, a figure dressed in green walked in with a long sword at his waist. It was as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.
"This …" Mo Zhihong was startled. The person who came looked too young, only about fifteen or sixteen years old. However, he could vaguely make out Chen Zhenghong's silhouette from his brows. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
"Could it be that you are Brother Zhenghong's son, Nephew Chen Qingzong, who is a disciple of the Blue Cloud Sect?" Mo Zhihong was the first to speak. He had already confirmed that the young man in green in front of him was Chen Qingzong, Chen Zhenghong's son. The moment he spoke, he positioned himself as Chen Zhenghong's good friend and considered himself as his elder. It had to be said that Mo Zhihong's thoughts moved very quickly. He was experienced and astute. "May I know the reason why Nephew has come to visit?"
If it was a normal fifteen-year-old youth without much experience, he might have been led into the rhythm and felt restrained. However, Chen Qingzong was not.
My heart is like a sword. My will is like a sword. Its sharpness is unstoppable. All lies are like bubbles and shadows.
"I am Chen Qingzong, son of Chen Zhenghong. I am the master of the Seven Swords Towers and the Seventh Swords Towers." Chen Qingzong spoke neither slowly nor quickly. His voice was as sonorous as a sword. His sharp eyes stared at Mo Zhihong, causing Mo Zhihong to narrow his eyes. His heart trembled and he felt a trace of fear for no reason. "Today, I have come to settle a grudge for my father. In other words, I have come to kill you."
"Grudge? Kill me? " Mo Zhihong's eyelids twitched unconsciously. The trace of fear in his heart became more and more intense. Immediately, he put on an aggrieved expression. "Nephew, I do have some conflicts with Zhenghong. However, that is just a competition between us. There is no grudge. Do you think that Zhenghong's death was caused by me?"
"If it wasn't for your instigation, my father wouldn't have suffered this calamity." After Chen Qingzong spoke, his right hand grasped the hilt of his sword. The White Grand Sword was slowly unsheathed, causing Mo Zhihong's pupils to shrink.
"Nephew …" Just as Mo Zhihong was about to open his mouth to explain, Chen Qingzong's sword had already pierced through the air. The sharp sound of the sword was ear-piercing.
Mo Zhihong was, after all, a 9th layer Foundation Realm expert. He had practiced the sword for many years, so his reaction was very fast. He took a step back as if he was gliding on water, but many thoughts flashed through his mind.
Chen Qingzong had inherited Chen Zhenghong's position in charge of the Seven Swords Towers. He had an important role in the Seven Swords Towers. If he died here, the Seven Swords Towers would be angry. The First House Master of the Seven Swords Towers was the number one expert in Qinglin City. If he was angry, the Family Mo would suffer a great loss.
Although the Family Mo really wanted the Seven Swords Towers and the Black Tiger Gang to disappear, they couldn't directly reveal this matter. They had to slowly plan in secret and wait for the best time to act.
However, after exchanging a few moves, Mo Zhihong found that his opponent's sword technique was superb. Every strike brought him great pressure. If he was careless, he would die.
"Since you're seeking your own death, then don't blame me." Mo Zhihong secretly thought. His killing intent surged as he suddenly changed from defense to offense. His sword was as sharp as an eagle's.
The sword technique Mo Zhihong cultivated was Family Mo's Heavenly Eagle Sword Technique, which was also a high grade mortal level sword technique.
The Heavenly Eagle Sword Technique, which was at the Transcendent stage, was executed. Every strike was like an eagle's claw and beak. It was incomparably sharp, and the sword energy was fierce.
Mo Zhihong used 100% of his true force to execute the Heavenly Eagle Sword Technique. His first counterattack was a killing move. His sword pierced through the sky like an eagle descending from the sky. His killing intent was unparalleled. Under the sword energy, countless sword marks were left on the hard ground. It was a shocking sight.
The Cloud Scraping Sword Technique, the Cloud Scraping Sword Technique.
The Cloud Scraping Sword Technique was a sword technique that was both offensive and defensive. Its powerful rotation was able to dissolve the enemy's attack, and then use its astonishing rotational force to kill. Under Chen Zong's display, its power was amazing. Immediately, the power of Mo Zhihong's sword was completely dissolved, and he was able to counterattack.
Mo Zhihong was shocked. Just as he was about to change his move, he heard a voice that was as light as the wind, as ethereal as the clouds.
"You are the main culprit behind my father's death. Today, I will use my father's Soaring Swan Sword Technique to kill you … Soaring Swan Traceless …"
There was no sword blade, no sword light, as if it were invisible and without a trace.
This was the Soaring Swan Martial Intent's Soaring Swan Traceless. It was impossible to defend against this sword.
Sweeping past, Chen Zong appeared behind Mo Zhihong. The White Swan Sword slowly returned to its scabbard, and the sound of the sword blade and scabbard rubbing against each other was pleasing to the ear.
Mo Zhihong maintained the momentum of his sword, but his body was as motionless as a statue. His eyes were fixed in front of him, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. A scarlet mark gradually appeared on his throat.
After killing Mo Zhihong with a single sword strike, Chen Zong turned around and walked past him. As for the storage ring on Mo Zhihong's finger and the sword in his hand, he did not touch them.
He had come here to settle a grudge. If he took the storage ring and the sword from Mo Zhihong's body, it would be a different story.
Chen Zong did not care about himself, but he had come here as the master of the Seven Swords Towers. If he took away Mo Zhihong's belongings, it would undoubtedly bring trouble to the Seven Swords Towers. There were some things that could be done, but there were others that needed to be restrained.
As the third elder of the Family Mo, Mo Zhihong had his own residence. In addition, there was no one else in the courtyard, so his death was not known to anyone else. It was not until Chen Zong left that someone entered the courtyard and discovered Mo Zhihong's body and alerted the Family Mo.
… …
"Speak, what's going on?" The head of the Family Mo was furious. On both sides of him were the first, second, and fourth elders of the Family Mo. There was a person kneeling before them. It was someone from the third elder's residence.
"Previously, someone claimed to be the master of the seventh tower of the Seven Sword Tower, and he came to pay a visit to the Third Elder …" That person's body was trembling in fear, and he could not speak fluently. However, he still managed to explain everything clearly.
As for the battle that happened after that, he did not know. After all, the battle was too short from start to finish.
"The previous master of the Seven Swords Towers was Chen Zhenghong. Who's the new master?" The fourth elder asked doubtfully. The Seven Swords Towers had not announced the news yet. Even within the Seven Swords Towers, only the higher-ups knew about it, let alone the outside world.
"It's a young man dressed in green. He looks to be around fifteen or sixteen years old," the person kneeling below said fearfully.
"A fifteen or sixteen year old youth!" The elders of the Family Mo were all shocked.
"Chen Zhenghong has a son. He should be fifteen this year and entered the Blue Cloud Sect as a disciple three years ago. It is said that he went from the third layer of the Foundation Realm to the sixth layer of the Foundation Realm in three years. His talent is not bad. If he comes back, there is a chance that he will become the new master of the Seven Swords Towers," the first elder of the Family Mo said.
Strength was important for the appointment of the new master of the Seven Swords Towers, but other aspects were also important, especially talent.
"The third elder's wound was a sword wound that killed him in one strike. Only someone stronger than the third elder could do this. No matter how talented someone at the sixth layer of the Foundation Realm is, he is not the third elder's match." The second elder's expression was gloomy and his voice was filled with killing intent because he was the third elder's brother. "Someone else must have done it. Perhaps it was Feng Pingsheng."
"No matter what, he dared to kill Family Mo's elder. This is a great hatred that must be avenged." The head of the Family Mo made the final decision. "First Elder, Second Elder, the two of you will go to the Seven Swords Towers and seek justice for the third elder."
The head of the Family Mo was furious, but he also knew that now was not the time to start a war with the Seven Swords Towers. Otherwise, even if they could defeat the Seven Swords Towers in the end, they would suffer heavy losses. The Black Tiger Gang was not to be trifled with.
However, the third elder of the Family Mo was killed, and the clues pointed to the Seven Swords Towers. They had to seek justice, and they had to do it beautifully. They had to suppress the Seven Swords Towers' reputation and strengthen Family Mo's reputation.
The first and second elders of the Family Mo immediately left the Family Mo and headed toward the Seven Swords Towers.
… …
After killing Mo Zhihong, Chen Zong felt refreshed. This was a feeling brought about by Chen Qingzong's soul.
"Mo Zhihong is the instigator, and now that he is dead, the only one left is the Tiegang Sect's Iron Mountain Sword, Shang Zhonglei." Chen Zong thought to himself as he walked toward the Seven Swords Towers.
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