In Family Mo, the atmosphere was cold and solemn.
"How is the second elder?" The head of Family Mo asked in a serious tone.
"Fortunately, I did not fail my mission. The broken arm has been reattached, but for the next year, the left arm must not be used excessively." The old man with the goatee bowed slightly.
"Thank you for your hard work." The head of Family Mo gave the old man the respect he deserved.
"It's my duty. I'll take my leave first." The old man with the goatee turned and left.
"Great Elder, are you sure Feng Pingsheng did not make a move, and the one who did was only Chen Zhenghong's son?" The head of Family Mo looked at the great elder, his tone serious.
"I don't want to admit it either." The great elder of Family Mo's face was full of bitterness. Now that he thought about it, he felt a sense of horror. A mere fifteen year old boy was able to cut off the second elder's arm in one strike, and that was when the second elder used all of his qi to activate the Heavenly Eagle Claw. "Family Head, Chen Qingzong used the Flying Swan Sword Technique. It gave me the feeling that it was much more exquisite than Chen Zhenghong's, as if … as if it was beyond the Ruhua level."
"Beyond the Ruhua level!" The head of Family Mo was shocked. Beyond the Ruhua level, what kind of concept was that? He was very clear.
Martial intent!
In the entire Qinglin City, even the number one swordsman of Qinglin City, Chen Zhenghong, or the number one expert of Qinglin City, Feng Pingsheng, had not been able to cultivate the sword technique to the Martial Intent level, let alone a mere fifteen year old boy?
However, this boy was able to kill the third elder and cut off the second elder's arm in one strike. Even if he personally attacked, he might not be able to defeat him.
The head of Family Mo couldn't help but ponder.
"Family Head, this boy has such amazing strength at such a young age. If he is given more time, he will most likely step into the Transcendent level." The great elder said in a low voice, "We can't do it, but we can let others do it."
"You mean …" The head of Family Mo's heart skipped a beat.
"Chen Qingzong killed Third Elder because Third Elder instigated Shang Zhonglei to challenge Chen Zhenghong. In the end, Third Elder killed Chen Zhenghong. Third Elder wanted revenge, and Shang Zhonglei couldn't get away with it." The First Elder said in a low voice, "We should pass this news to Shang Zhonglei. Given his temperament, he will most likely personally deal with this threat as soon as possible."
"Alright, send this news to Shang Zhonglei." The head of Family Mo said decisively.
Since this person had become a threat, unless Family Mo mobilized a large number of experts, they might not be able to take him down in a one-on-one fight. It would be better to use someone else's sword to kill him.
The Tiegang Sect was a 3-star power, and its sect was located outside of Azure Forest City. It was around 600km away, and if one were to ride at top speed, one would be able to arrive there within a day.
"You used too much strength in that strike. Remember to use 70% of your strength and 30% of your strength when you strike. Only then will you be able to use it freely." The Iron Mountain Sword, Shang Zhonglei, was currently teaching his new disciple, Mo Zhiyuan, how to use the sword.
Mo Zhiyuan was the only son of Family Mo's Third Elder, Mo Zhihong. For Family Mo, the more outstanding members of the younger generation would often be arranged to enter the Sect to cultivate. This was because the path of cultivation within the Sect was more complete, and it was easier for experts to emerge. This way, the family's reputation could be further strengthened, and the family's legacy would continue to be passed down.
Mo Zhiyuan's talent was considered decent among the younger generation of Azure Forest City. Thus, Mo Zhihong used some connections to finally become Shang Zhonglei's disciple to learn the sword. Other than becoming a disciple and learning from him, it was also to rope in an expert for Family Mo.
Soon, a letter was delivered to Shang Zhonglei. Shang Zhonglei told Mo Zhiyuan to practice the sword by himself and took out the letter to read. As he read, his brows furrowed.
"Chen Zhenghong's son, Blue Cloud Sect's disciple …" Shang Zhonglei muttered to himself, and his heart became more and more serious.
The first two weren't much, but the key was that Chen Qingzong had killed Family Mo's Third Elder and even cut off the arm of Family Mo's Second Elder. Chen Qingzong was only 15 years old.
The Tie Gang Sect was different from Family Mo. The difference was not only in the level of power, but also in the fact that the Tie Gang Sect was a sect, so their inheritance was different. This was why Shang Zhonglei knew this better.
At the age of 15, he was able to seriously injure or even kill a ninth layer Foundation Realm cultivator. How terrifying was that?
It was impossible to find such a disciple in the entire Tie Gang Sect. Even if the Blue Cloud Sect was stronger than the Tie Gang Sect, such a genius would still be very rare and highly valued.
If such a genius was given enough time to grow, he would be very terrifying, and Chen Qingzong might find him for revenge.
Shang Zhonglei secretly said, "I have to find a reason to kill him as soon as possible."
It was okay to kill him directly, but who knew if the Blue Cloud Sect would stand up for him. This had to be considered. Therefore, he had to kill him, but he had to find a legitimate reason so that the Blue Cloud Sect would not deal with him due to morality.
For example, if Chen Qingzong took the initiative to attack him but was killed by him.
"Although this method is feasible, Chen Qingzong might not be that fast. Perhaps he will wait until he is stronger before making a move." Shang Zhonglei secretly thought to himself. Although he was burly, he had a meticulous mind and considered all kinds of situations. He was very clear about his own strength, and unless he encountered a great fortuitous encounter, it would be difficult for him to improve much.
Shortly after, Shang Zhonglei looked at Mo Zhiyuan and a thought quietly appeared in his mind.
…
Fast horses galloped on the official road, the sound of galloping hooves and dust flying everywhere.
Mo Zhiyuan carried a long sword on his back, his expression cold and his eyes full of killing intent. He wished he could grow a pair of wings and fly into Qinglin City to kill Chen Qingzong with his own hands.
Soon, Mo Zhiyuan entered the city and headed directly to the Seven Swords Towers, the Seventh Swords Towers.
"Chen Qingzong, get the hell out here." Mo Zhiyuan drew his sword and pointed at the Seventh Swords Towers as he roared.
The people of the Seven Swords Towers naturally wouldn't let him do as he pleased, and immediately stopped him.
"Back off." Chen Qingzong, dressed in green, walked over. His calm gaze fell on Mo Zhiyuan's face, as if he could see through Mo Zhiyuan's mind. Mo Zhiyuan felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, and his burning killing intent weakened a bit. "Who are you? Why are you looking for me? "
"My name is Mo Zhiyuan. My father is Mo Zhihong." Mo Zhiyuan's eyes were red and filled with killing intent. "You were despicable and killed my father. Today, I will avenge my father."
Chen Zong suddenly understood. So he was Mo Zhihong's son, so it was normal for him to seek revenge. However, the Family Mo actually allowed him to seek revenge. Could it be that he wasn't liked by the Family Mo?
"Leave now and you can live," Chen Zong said calmly.
"Die!" With a roar, Mo Zhiyuan unsheathed the long sword on his back. He gripped it tightly with one hand, and iron colored True Qi with a cold and ancient aura condensed on the long sword. He viciously slashed down, as if he could split a mountain.
Mo Zhiyuan was seventeen years old, and his cultivation was at the late stage of the fifth layer of the Foundation Building realm, which was not bad.
He used his full strength and didn't hold back. He wanted to split Chen Zong's sword in half.
"Although I don't know why the Family Mo allowed you to seek revenge, you can't do it again," Chen Zong thought to himself. Chen Zong thought to himself. His body swayed slightly, and his footsteps were extremely mysterious as he passed by Mo Zhiyuan. There seemed to be a flash of light, but it was like an illusion.
Mo Zhiyuan slashed down with his sword, but he felt his body stiffen and couldn't move. His strength was quickly draining away, and a sharp pain spread from his chest.
He fell to the ground and died. Blood flowed out from his chest and covered the ground.
Even the ninth layer of the Foundation Building realm Mo Zhihong wasn't Chen Zong's match, let alone a mere fifth layer Mo Zhiyuan.
If Mo Zhiyuan hadn't come to seek revenge, Chen Zong wouldn't have gone to look for him and would have directly ignored him. However, since Mo Zhiyuan had come to seek revenge and attacked ruthlessly, Chen Zong naturally wouldn't let him leave.
He had already shown mercy to the Family Mo once, and there wouldn't be a second time.
"Send the body back to the Family Mo," Chen Zong ordered. The people of the Seven Swords Towers would take care of this matter.
Seeing Mo Zhiyuan's body, the Family Mo was shocked. In particular, the second elder of the Family Mo was very sad.
As a result, the third elder's line was cut off.
Family Mo's head angrily said, "Speak, what happened?"
Someone immediately recounted what had happened. When they heard that it was Mo Zhiyuan who recklessly came to seek revenge and took the initiative to draw his sword and was killed, the Mo Clan felt their chests tighten, as if they had been ruthlessly punched.
"Wasn't Zhiyuan studying at the Tiegang Sect? Why would he come to the Seven Swords Towers to seek revenge? "The second elder's voice was hoarse.
"Disciple, my good disciple …" A sorrowful roar sounded. Shang Zhonglei had arrived at some point and was beating his chest and stamping his feet. "It's all my fault, all my fault. I accidentally let Zhiyuan read your letter. I didn't pay attention and allowed Zhiyuan to leave to seek revenge. If I had kept a close eye on him, this wouldn't have happened."
Family Mo's head suppressed his voice and said, "Elder Shang, my condolences." His heart was filled with grievances.
He could tell whether Shang Zhonglei was faking it or revealing his true feelings. He could also vaguely guess that the reason Mo Zhiyuan had rushed to the Seven Swords Towers to seek revenge was related to Shang Zhonglei. Perhaps Shang Zhonglei had instigated him to do so.
However, he couldn't directly say it. He had to pretend to comfort Mo Zhiyuan, which made him want to vomit blood.
"Don't worry, disciple. I will definitely avenge you." Shang Zhonglei said angrily and murderously. Then, he looked at Family Mo's head. "Family Mo, please help me send a challenge letter to Chen Qingzong. We will fight at Qinglin Terrace tomorrow at noon."
"Alright." Family Mo's head stared deeply at Shang Zhonglei. He was finally sure that Shang Zhonglei was the one who instigated Mo Zhiyuan to seek out Chen Qingzong.
As a head of a family, how could he control such a large family if he wasn't shrewd and scheming enough?
Therefore, after combining Shang Zhonglei's behavior and temperament, he was certain.
As for why Shang Zhonglei would do such a thing, Family Mo's head thought for a while before coming to a conclusion.
However, Mo Zhiyuan was already dead. Investigating who was responsible would only destroy the relationship between Family Mo and Tiegang Sect. This would undoubtedly be disadvantageous to Family Mo. Moreover, they had a common enemy, so they could only accept this loss.
Soon, someone sent the challenge letter to the Seven Swords Towers and handed it to Chen Zong.
"Iron Mountain Sword, Shang Zhonglei." After reading the challenge letter, Chen Zong sneered. In terms of shrewdness and scheming, Chen Zong naturally wasn't as deep as them. However, his soul was strong and his mind sharp. After thinking for a while, he immediately analyzed Shang Zhonglei's thoughts.
After all, Chen Zong wasn't really a brat. He had accumulated a lot of experience from the previous world, which was extraordinary.
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