Chapter 608
"Go investigate again."
"Understood."
As the doorman left to carry out his orders, Mo Chaozong's brow remained furrowed. Last time at the East Sea, he had suffered a significant loss due to unreliable intelligence.
Thus, he was particularly vigilant about this matter now.
Not only had he sent people to keep an eye on Li Mo, but he had also dispatched numerous spies from the Qingyuan Sect, mingling among the martial artists delivering congratulatory gifts.
It had to be said that the Qingyuan Sect was more formidable than he had anticipated.
There was the mysterious elder, Shangguan Wencang, who seemed to possess a law body, and the fighting champion of the fifth realm from the Qingyuan Sect...
"Should we take action?"
Mo Chaozong found himself uncertain.
Bang!
The door was suddenly pushed open with force.
"What the hell are you doing back so soon? How many times have I told you to knock, knock, knock, you idiot!"
Mo Chaozong slammed his hand on the table.
But when he saw who had entered, his expression shifted to one of caution.
It wasn't the spy he had sent out.
"I am Luo Yexian, the leader of the Hundred Beasts Hall." Luo Yexian strolled in with a casual demeanor.
Yet the atmosphere was undeniably tense.
After all, dozens of men in black had squeezed into a private room; it was only natural to feel uneasy.
"You killed so many disciples of my Lingxi Sect by the East Sea, including one of our stewards. Are you still unwilling to let it go?"
Mo Chaozong refrained from making any rash moves.
Though he was at the sixth realm and not afraid of Luo Yexian, he was wary of the Huàn Mó Jiào (Calling Demon Sect).
The Huàn Mó Jiào had suffered greatly after the battle in the imperial capital, but their millennia of foundation was not something the Lingxi Sect could compare to.
That said, having suffered such a significant loss, Mo Chaozong's tone was somewhat unfriendly.
"I didn't kill any of your sect's disciples; I only dealt with bandits impersonating my sect's members. The government even awarded me a banner for it, though I didn't go to claim it."
Luo Yexian stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of relaxed confidence.
Mo Chaozong: "..."
You actually dared to go claim it.
However, Luo Yexian had a point; it was the Lingxi Sect members who had first impersonated the demon sect, trying to shift the blame onto the Huàn Mó Jiào. Their response was justified.
The demon sect, which usually acted without reason, was now discussing matters rationally. It seemed they weren't here to cause trouble after all.
Indeed.
Luo Yexian signaled, and one of his followers pushed forward an elderly steward, battered and bruised but still alive.
"Here’s one of your people back to you."
"Everyone, put away your weapons."
Mo Chaozong first gestured to his disciples, then asked, "What brings you here, if not for trouble?"
"Naturally, it's about cooperation."
Recently, Luo Yexian had received instructions from the sect leader, and another deputy leader was already on the way.
"My Lingxi Sect is a prestigious orthodox sect, and we are at odds with your sect. How could we dare to conspire with a tiger?"
Mo Chaozong put on a righteous front but did not send him away.
"Hey, if we're talking about right and wrong, my Huàn Mó Jiào has been the state religion of the Great Shang for thousands of years. Even if we are considered evil, we are the evil that has its roots in righteousness. The tides have turned, and I thought Mo Zongzhu was someone who didn't follow the beaten path, unlike those narrow-minded folks."
As Luo Yexian spoke, he stood up voluntarily.
"My sect's involvement is certainly backed by considerable confidence. If you come to your senses, we can meet tomorrow at the outskirts of the city."
With that, he led his men out.
Mo Chaozong made no move to stop them, but his mind was racing.
He feared that the Huàn Mó Jiào wanted the Lingxi Sect to act as cannon fodder.
Yet, judging by Luo Yexian's demeanor, it seemed he indeed had some backing.
"Zongzhu, should we go?"
The steward beside him asked.
Mo Chaozong pondered for a moment before replying firmly, "Yes!"
"Zongzhu, your voice sounds a bit shaky. Shouldn't we reconsider?" The steward wiped the sweat from his brow; cooperating with the demon sect was too risky.
Seeing the hesitation among his disciples, Mo Chaozong slammed his palm on the table, his voice booming:
"Fortune favors the bold! We go!!"
The sound echoed, making the room vibrate.
A light flickered in the adjacent room, and a somewhat shrill female voice called out:
"What’s with the ruckus in the middle of the night? Some of us have to work tomorrow!"
"You old hag, Zongzhu, let me take care of her!"
"Forget it, don’t let small matters ruin the big picture."
Mo Chaozong took a deep breath. He was cunning and calculating, unlike Qiao Ziyu, who acted recklessly.
"I wonder what exactly Luo Yexian is relying on..."
...
On the other side, at the Li residence in Ziyang Prefecture.
"Alright, I understand. I will lend you a hand when the time comes."
Li Mo put away the Huàn Mó Jiào's divine messenger token.
Earlier, Luo Yexian had contacted him, speaking with great respect, saying that the Huàn Mó Jiào was planning a significant operation.
Due to a lack of certainty, he wanted to invite Li Mo and the former sect leader to take action, promising that the demon sect would spare no effort and offer sufficient rewards.
Li Mo inquired about the nature of the operation.
Luo Yexian didn’t explain in detail through the token, only mentioning that the major action would take place near the Qingyuan Sect and inviting him to meet at the outskirts of Ziyang Prefecture at midnight for further discussion.
Well, that was quite convenient.
He was right in Ziyang Prefecture; just a short trip out of the city would suffice.
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Chapter 707: That's Right, It's Me
The night was dark and windy!
In the deserted outskirts of the city!
"Jie jie..."
"What the hell are you laughing so lewdly for?"
"The atmosphere is just right, Hall Master. I heard that people from the demon sect laugh like this."
"Where did you hear that?"
"From 'The Overbearing Empress Fell in Love with Me.'"
"....."
Luo Yexian considered dragging his followers to feed the disaster beasts.
But there were still important matters to attend to, so he decided to let it slide for now.
"First of all, we are a divine sect. Secondly, the immortal is coming today. If you make any more noise like that, I’ll slap you dead."
Just as he was reprimanding his subordinates, footsteps approached from outside.
Mo Chaozong had arrived.
He didn’t make a grand entrance, bringing only a few stewards at the outer realm and an elder at the law body realm.
"Hall Master Luo, I’m here. Where’s the assurance you mentioned?"
Mo Chaozong got straight to the point upon arrival.
After all, discussing significant matters with the demon sect was akin to an illegal assembly; getting caught could lead to execution.
"Zongzhu Mo has guts; you’re someone with the temperament for great deeds."
Luo Yexian offered a polite compliment before continuing:
"Since that’s the case, I won’t keep you in suspense. My brother is an immortal from the Wanxiang Xian Sect!"
His voice echoed in the empty outskirts.
Mo Chaozong and the Lingxi Sect members looked bewildered, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
Luo Yexian suddenly remembered that the Wanxiang Xian Sect was not well-known.
"It’s normal that you don’t know about this hidden sect, but isn’t that precisely what indicates their vast powers? I’ve been there myself, and the sights...”
Luo Yexian described his experiences with great admiration.
After hearing this, Mo Chaozong felt a jolt of surprise, yet he was still somewhat incredulous.
A sect with a history as long as the Huàn Mó Jiào?
Countless treasures, a dragon pulling a cart... none of that mattered as much as the fact that there were legendary immortals?
Moreover, they had even once repelled the seventh realm of the Dayu royal family.
"Seeing your expression, Brother Mo, I assume you find it hard to believe. I felt the same way at first."
Luo Yexian said confidently, "When the immortal arrives, you’ll see for yourself. My brother has a good temperament, being an otherworldly being, but he still deserves respect."
"Of course."
Mo Chaozong thought to himself that the Huàn Mó Jiào wouldn’t go through such lengths just to play tricks on him.
Time passed, and the moon rose high in the sky.
Mo Chaozong grew increasingly impatient, casting a searching glance at Luo Yexian, who remained unfazed.
After a while, just as Mo Chaozong was about to speak, he suddenly heard a crow take flight. When he regained his senses, he noticed a figure standing under a tree at the entrance, cast in a long shadow by the moonlight.
When did they arrive?!
Mo Chaozong was taken aback. As a sixth realm master, even without actively searching, he could sense movements within a hundred miles. Yet this person seemed to have appeared out of thin air.
The figure wore a wide-sleeved black robe, with a striking presence that suggested they were not human but rather a legendary beast transformed.
Luo Yexian had mentioned that the Black Earth Immortal's true form was a Bai Ze.
"Brother Immortal, you’ve finally arrived."
Luo Yexian greeted with a beaming smile, "This is the Lingxi Sect leader I mentioned, who happens to have a grudge against the Qingyuan Sect. It’s perfect for discussing significant matters together."
"Oh?"
The Little Li Immortal scrutinized Mo Chaozong for a moment, frowning, "Your friend seems to have exceptionally bad luck. Are you not afraid of bringing trouble by seeking help?"
"How do you know?" Mo Chaozong was taken aback.
"....."
Li Mo looked at his missing fingers and empty eye sockets, thinking to himself, what kind of good person looks like this?
Of course, he had seen through it with his Tianming Divine Eye.
This person might be ugly, but their strength was not weak, and their methods were even more bizarre than those of an ordinary sixth realm master.
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