late at night.
The main hall of the God-Slaying Alliance.
Chu Mo looked at the old man in front of him with surprise. Why had this person come back again?
He didn't waste time guessing and asked directly:
"I wonder what important matter Senior Zou has to do upon returning to Yunxiu Peak so late at night and specifically requesting to see me?"
"Yan Wuhen wants to harm Alliance Leader Chu. I cannot bear to see Xuantian Sect dragged into the abyss by him, so I have come to inform you."
Zou Shouzhou didn't beat around the bush and explained Yan Wuhen's plan in detail.
As he spoke, he kept secretly observing Chu Mo.
He didn't actually know much about this former apprentice-nephew who had been taken advantage of by him.
To his surprise, Chu Mo didn't seem surprised at all, which piqued his curiosity.
"Does Alliance Leader Chu not believe it, or did he already know?"
Zou Shouzhuo couldn't help but ask.
"No, it's not that. I just had a suspicion for a while, but I never expected him to actually choose this path, and to be so ruthless!"
Chu Mo couldn't help but sigh softly.
The other party is so ambitious, yet they didn't even bother to ask how the Lingyin Village disciples came out.
How could this not make him suspicious?
Generally speaking, the more a person avoids something, the more they focus on it.
Yan Wuhen's deliberate avoidance only exposed his guilty conscience.
Chu Mo remained silent for a long time before calmly saying:
"Thank you for coming to warn me, Uncle Zou. You should go and rest now. We can discuss this matter again tomorrow, shall we?"
"good!"
Chu Mo's address of "Uncle-Master" immediately put Zou Shouzhou's mind at ease, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions.
Why did Yan Wuhen do that in the first place?
If we behave ourselves and keep to our own ways, why should we worry that the Xuantian Sect cannot prosper?
After he left,
Chu Mo sat quietly by himself for a while longer.
Only then did he get up and go to the courtyard where his master cultivated, then plopped down next to his master and sighed:
"Master, he still chose that path!"
"Then go and do it!"
Qin Potian remained calm, not even opening his eyes.
Chu Mo thought for a while before looking at his master and asking for permission, "How about... I cripple him and then bring him back?"
Qin Potian finally opened his eyes, then calmly looked at his beloved disciple and shook his head, saying:
“Those who achieve great things cannot be sentimental like women. They must be decisive. From the moment he stepped down from Yunxiu Peak, he was no longer our senior. You need not show him any more mercy!”
"What about the others?" Chu Mo turned his head and asked again.
"You are the leader of the alliance; you should make the decision yourself regarding this small matter."
Seeing that his master's mood was clearly not as calm as it appeared, Chu Mo could only nod helplessly, and then muttered to himself:
"It's better if Yan Wuhen is dead, as it's easier to deal with him. As for the others, it's been a long time since I've used puppetry, I wonder if they've gotten rusty?"
After Chu Mo finished speaking, he glanced outside the hall again and shouted loudly:
"Master, I won't inform my uncles and the others, so as not to bother them."
"good!"
After Chu Mo left,
Zhou Lu, Jiang Fengchun, and Tang Jingxiang all walked in with complicated expressions.
Qin Potian glanced at them indifferently and reprimanded them:
"What are you doing here? I'm warning you, no one is allowed to interfere with Xiao Mo's affairs."
"Senior brother, don't worry, we were worried you'd be too soft-hearted!"
Tang Jingxiang is quick-witted and outspoken.
The other two nodded in agreement.
Qin Potian glared at them irritably and snorted coldly:
"Don't worry about it. Don't I know what's more important?"
The group chuckled and didn't argue further.
They knew Chu Mo was coming as soon as he arrived, but they didn't come in. Naturally, they also heard the conversation between the master and disciple.
The eldest brother was the oldest among them, and he was both a teacher and a friend to them. He also had the deepest feelings for the Xuantian Sect.
They were genuinely worried that their senior brother might soften his heart and offer to let Yan Wuhen go.
It seems I worried for nothing.
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Late that night.
Ten thousand miles away from Yunxiu Peak, a brief conflict broke out, then quickly subsided into silence.
It's like a raindrop falling into a fishpond, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Looking at Chu Mo, who was standing quietly in front of her.
Yan Wuhen's eyes instantly widened in fury, his narrow, resentful eyes practically spitting fire as he roared with earth-shattering fury:
"Chu Mo, you rebellious and treacherous villain, how dare you treat your sect elders like this? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"
"And what about your master, Qin Potian? Why doesn't he dare to come? Is he ashamed to face his grand-uncle?"
Chu Mo slowly walked up to him, looked down at him, and sneered disdainfully:
"Heh, haven't I suffered enough divine punishment for helping people overcome their tribulations before? What can they do to me?"
"You're so ambitious, fantasizing about controlling me with sect rules, and you still have the nerve to cry foul? Do you really think I'm a fool?"
Zhu Xi lay prostrate on the ground in terror, then suddenly cried out in anguish, his voice urgent:
"Chu Mo, no matter what, we are your seniors in the sect. Now that we've left, why are you so determined to kill us all?"
Chu Mo remained unmoved, his tone utterly calm.
"When I left the sect before, I was giving you an opportunity. I wanted to see how you would view these matters."
"But you have disappointed me greatly. Greedy, arrogant, and foolish, lacking in strength, yet you dare to dream of indirectly controlling the Godslayer Alliance?"
"I spared your lives out of respect for my master, but you still dare to try and steal the opportunity from me? How laughable!"
Yan Wuhen's heart was suddenly filled with intense unease, but clinging to the last shred of hope, he roared loudly:
"Chu Mo, this is just your side of the story. You're judging others with your own petty mind. Do you have any evidence to support your claims?"
Chu Mo looked at him with a cold smile, his eyes filled with contempt and domineering:
"Evidence? Of course there is, but it doesn't really matter. As long as I think you deserve to die, then you must die!"
"As a cultivator undergoing tribulation, don't you understand the principle of acting only according to one's conscience?"
After Chu Mo uttered these words, he didn't bother with any more words and directly swung his sword.
Yan Wuhen, who was already half-dead, had no ability to resist or dodge and was instantly killed by a sword.
Soul and spirit annihilated!
In his final moments before closing his eyes, Yan Wuhen was filled with overwhelming regret; he had thought he was not afraid of death.
Until this point,
He then realized that he was filled with a deep attachment to life.
Unfortunately, we only have one life.
And he missed it!
"Old Qiu, take everyone else back." Chu Mo sighed softly, then turned and left.
In this brief battle, only two people died.
Besides Yan Wuhen, there was also Zeng Zihui, who was "accidentally" affected by Qiu Tianci.
Chu Mo knew very well what was going on.
Qiu Tianci did it on purpose!
Are these people already starting to flatter Xiahou Ruoxi? He couldn't help but smile wryly.
It seems that Xiahou Nan is bringing up his daughter's marriage again, which is giving Chu Mo a headache!
Little did they know,
More major troubles that are giving him headaches are on their way.
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