The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect could not accept that his disciple had been bewitched by the demonic sect.
Xuan Chen was slandered by Mo Yan, and the Sect Master of Wanfo knew that he could not persuade Mo Yan to change his mind in a short time. He sighed and turned around to help Xuan Chen back to heal his wounds first.
As night fell, Li Muge was increasingly impressed by Zuo Xia. How could a living person be lying in a coffin?
Mo Yan calmly lay down in the coffin, letting the servants close the lid.
Li Muge was finally released into the cramped coffin space.
She could only lie in Mo Yan's arms.
Li Muge suddenly remembered what Mo Yan had said at the wedding during the day, and she subconsciously asked, "Mo Yan, was it true that you said you liked me during the day?"
Mo Yan closed his eyes: "Of course... it's not true."
"Oh, that's good." Li Muge was startled. She thought that Mo Yan had fallen for her again, which meant she would have to use the potion of forgetfulness on him again.
“However, isn’t what you did today tantamount to breaking with the Immortal Alliance? Aren’t you going back to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect?” Li Muge suddenly hugged Mo Yan.
Inside the cramped coffin, she couldn't even turn around. After realizing something was wrong, Li Muge could only shrink into Mo Yan's arms like a quail.
"Of course I want to go back, but not now. I have now cultivated the ability to summon ghost spirits through a contract. Even if I go back, I will be easily discovered. It is better to stay by your side."
When he said the last few words, Mo Yan tried his best to control himself and not let his emotions show.
"So that's how it is." Li Muge immediately felt much relieved; it turned out that Mo Yan hadn't fallen for her again.
For Li Muge, she would rather Mo Yan's feelings for her were just a form of exploitation.
"Why don't we go outside? I always feel weird staying in the coffin." As a ghost, Li Muge still wasn't used to sleeping in a coffin.
Mo Yan turned around and accidentally touched Li Muge's lips. The two stared at each other, momentarily stunned.
"you…"
Li Muge didn't know what to say.
Mo Yan was clearly flustered. He opened his eyes and hurriedly turned around, bumping into the coffin lid with a "bang".
Judging from the sound, a large lump has clearly formed.
Li Muge felt inexplicably guilty: "Mo Yan, are you alright?"
"It's nothing. I just wanted to tell the sect leader that we can't go out. There are people sent by the Left Branch Master guarding the outside."
"Oh, fine." Li Muge gritted her teeth in anger. All she could see was a dark coffin lid. Luckily, Zuo Xia had someone put a soft cushion down there.
“I never imagined that Mo Yan would have the fate to share a coffin with you.” Li Muge sighed. “Mo Yan, however, there are some things I should advise you on.”
“Since you are inclined to the righteous path, you should not practice those forbidden techniques. Moreover, I believe that with your cultivation and comprehension, you can reach the top whether you cultivate the demonic path or the immortal path.”
Li Muge was actually somewhat envious of Mo Yan. If she could, who wouldn't want to be born in the sunlight and not be subject to public criticism?
Mo Yan didn't speak; it seemed he had already fallen asleep.
But there were some things he dared not say aloud. For him, wherever Li Muge was, that was where the Dao lay.
Bored, Li Muge closed her eyes and fell asleep.
next day
The servants of the Crimson Moon Sect helped Mo Yan open the coffin lid.
Li Muge watched as Mo Yan held up his memorial tablet and placed it on the high platform. Mo Yan even respectfully lit three sticks of incense.
I must say, this aroma is top-notch, and it tastes delicious.
Zuo Xia and Jiang Zishi stood on one side. Zuo Xia's eyes reddened again. If only the sect leader could live!
Li Muge floated in front of Zuo Xia and saw that Zuo Xia was still so childlike. She sighed and reached out to touch her hair.
Zuo Xia suddenly realized that the hall was deserted and there was no sign of Li Muge. She looked around, but the hall was still cold and quiet.
Her tears fell instantly: "If I had known the sect leader would die, I would never have made her angry again."
Jiang Zishi hugged Zuo Xia tightly and awkwardly lowered his voice to comfort her, "Alright, don't cry in front of Mo Yan."
Li Muge only received 100 merits after completing Qiongqi's task, which was originally worth 3,000 merits.
She squatted outside the hall and counted on her fingers. She only earned 100 merits for completing one task. How many tasks would she have to complete?
After Li Muge's death, the Crimson Moon Sect was leaderless, and naturally many members of the sect harbored rebellious thoughts, coveting the position of sect leader.
Ghost-Faced Yama and Ghost-Faced Guanyin are from the same faction, and who wouldn't want to be the sect leader?
Right now, only the foolish Zuo Xia and Jiang Zishi in the Crimson Moon Sect are loyal to Li Muge, but now Li Muge is dead.
Ghost-faced Guanyin, along with her trusted subordinates and Ghost-faced Yama, surrounded the main hall of the Crimson Moon Sect.
He also summoned the leaders of all the branch guilds located elsewhere.
Zuo Xia gripped the knife in his hand, knowing that the newcomers were up to no good: "Ghost-faced Yama, you two are planning a rebellion. Apart from the sect leader, you dare to privately summon the branch sects back to the mountain."
"You've completely forgotten the rules of the Crimson Moon Sect. Do you need me, the sect leader, to help you recall them?"
The Ghost-Faced Guanyin chuckled. She was dressed in Guanyin's robes and held a ritual implement that resembled a vase. However, while Guanyin wore a pure and benevolent white veil, she wore a black veil on her head.
“Sister Zuo Xia, you still want to use rules to scare people? Have you forgotten that the sect leader is dead?”
"Besides, look at what you've done! You actually arranged for a disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect to have a posthumous marriage with the sect leader who has already passed away."
"Zuo Xia, you used to only indulge yourself because of the sect leader, but now that the sect leader has passed away, you still don't know how to restrain yourself."
"You're talking nonsense, Ghost-Faced Guanyin. Don't think I don't know your intentions. Although Mo Yan is from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, he has deep feelings for my sect leader."
The Ghost-Faced Guanyin snorted: "So what? Fellow leaders, in my opinion, the righteous path is eyeing us covetously."
"The Crimson Moon Sect cannot be without a leader. For now, only Ghost-Faced Yama is qualified to serve as the sect leader."
Li Muge listened outside the door, feeling like she was about to rise from the dead. It had only been a hundred days since she died, so it was understandable that these people were still thinking about her.
And they acted so quickly.
Zuo Xia laughed angrily: "Impossible, Ghost-Faced Yama, why don't you let him look in the mirror and see what qualifications he has to be the sect leader?"
"What did you say? Zuo Xia, don't go too far!" Ghost-faced Yama slammed his hand on the table and stood up.
The two sides were clearly about to fight, and since ancient times, the struggle for power has always been accompanied by bloodshed.
At that very moment.
Mo Yan calmly pushed open the main hall door, his eyes cold.
"She's right. The position of sect leader is not something you, Ghost-Faced Yama, are even remotely qualified to have a chance at."
Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he slowly ascended the steps and sat in the seat belonging to the Crimson Moon Sect Master.
Seeing this, the leaders of the other branch sects could no longer sit still. In their view, the most likely candidates to ascend to the position of sect leader were Zuo Xia and Ghost-Faced Yama.
These two people selected the strongest one, and it doesn't matter who sits in the position of sect leader.
However, the position of sect leader should absolutely not be filled by a cultivator.
If this gets out, wouldn't it just become a laughing stock among the many demonic cultivators?
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