The night wind howled, and there was silence in the mountains and forests, with thick clouds accumulating in the sky, covering the stars and the moon. A thunderstorm was approaching, it was the killing moment of heaven and earth.
With every step Moqing took, a strong wind seemed to press down more and more, while the grip of Jiang Wu holding my wrist became stiffer as he approached.
Moqing was exerting pressure on him.
Despite this, the arrogant smile at the corner of Jiang Wu's mouth did not weaken at all as he squinted at Moqing, his gaze falling on the long sword at Moqing's waist.
The long sword was longer than his Ten-Thousand Catties sword at his own waist, with a rough handle and a body that seemed to be attached with lightning, accompanied by crackling sounds, constantly shining.
"Oh, *Day One Sword. The thunder just now was the power of this sword, right?" Jiang Wu smiled, "It turns out that when Limen was out yesterday, he was looking for the treasure sword."
This is truly an eye-catching sword. My eyes lit up, thinking to myself that I was right; this sword really suits my taste!
And Mo Qing actually managed to retrieve this sword from overseas in such a short time!
I absentmindedly took a step forward, wanting to hold the sword in my hand. A good sword is hard to come by! But I was soon pulled back forcibly by Jiang Wu. I frowned, a little unhappy, but then I heard an even unhappier voice from over there: "Let go."
Mo Qing ordered.
Jiang Wu coldly laughed, "What if I don't?"
"I didn't ask for your opinion."
Mo Qing stepped forward, and the pressure in the air suddenly increased. Following that, a blade formed from condensed pressure cut through the air, directly aiming at Jiang Wu's neck. Jiang Wu dodged the first strike by turning his head to the side, but the second strike immediately cut open his cheek, a deep wound that dripped with fresh blood, making his complexion slightly unsightly.
Meanwhile, Mo Qing was suppressing an immense fury, the pressure around him burning black.
I saw the two of them focusing on each other, gathered all my strength and took advantage of the moment to activate a teleportation spell, landing behind Mo Qing in the blink of an eye. However, Zhiyan had been weakened by the previous pressure, and she sat straight down as soon as she landed on the ground.
I looked up and saw Mo Qing's back blocking me, feeling relieved. Then I glanced at Jiang Wu, who was glaring at me with a gloomy look, a slightly sinister and ferocious smile at the corner of his mouth: "Little beauty, didn't you say you admired me? Why are you running now?"
Oh no! This is asking for trouble!
Mo Qing is currently possessive, he's like a jealous pot. Your words will be so misunderstood! Even though I said that, I absolutely can't admit it now!
As my mind raced, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation, I heard a muffled grunt from Jiang Wu. He suddenly yanked the sword from his waist and thrust it into the ground, bent over from the force of Mo Qing's pressure.
Mo Qing stepped closer to him, and with each step, it felt like millions of pounds of restraints were added to his body. Jiang Wu struggled, gritting his teeth, his veins bulging, and his knees slowly dropped to the ground.
"Jiang Wu, the new mountain, is arrogant, caught between the two realms of immortal and demon," Mo Qing spoke with a cold tone as he approached Jiang Wu, forcing him into a submissive position of defeat, "Who do you think has allowed you to have peace in these few years?"
It was my old saying, if you can't make someone willingly submit, then force them to do so.
Let him speak while kneeling.
Mo Qing managed the sect, and although I didn't learn much from him, I've learned this point thoroughly.
Mo Qing was definitely overpowering Jiang Wu. He didn't lift a finger from start to finish.
I believed that Jiang Wu's strength was at least on par with the Northern Mountain Master, and maybe even higher by one level. But I never thought that Mo Qing could completely dominate him with such an advantage.
The son of the sealed Demon King, what has he turned into these years...
Perhaps I need to reevaluate.
Jiang Wu knelt in an abject manner, but he still maintained his pride, coldly saying, "Heh, the son of the Demon King..." His speech was accompanied by difficulty, and in the end, he even coughed up blood, "Just being suppressed by the mighty sword."
"Yes," Mo Qing responded to his disdain and provocation with a thousand-fold scorn, "You are being suppressed." He finally raised his hand and, at a distance of a foot from Jiang Wu's head, uttered coldly, "Have the guts to stand up and try."
As the words fell, he slightly spread his five fingers, and there was a "thud" sound, as if the air exploded, and several bloodstains flowed out between Jiang Wu's short hair, as if his skull had been shattered alive.
Fresh blood snaked down his face. He leaned over and fell to the ground, his crazy smile frozen on his lips.
He actually...
Died?
I stared at Mo Qing with wide eyes, only to think that Mo Qing was now even more decisive than I had thought before.
In the past, if I encountered a young talent from the demonic path, I would have valued them greatly! Even if their temperament was difficult, they would have to be brought back to Chenji Mountain for a few months of discipline. If they really could not be tamed, then it would be appropriate to kill them. But if they could be tamed, wouldn't that be a great asset!
Looking at Jiang Wu on the ground, I felt a pang of regret... What a waste.
At that moment, a gust of wind blew over Jiang Wu's body, and in an instant, his flesh and bones turned to dust and scattered in the wind. As the wind carried away the last bit of dust, Jiang Wu's voice suddenly resounded in the air, as if it were right beside my ear, yet also distant. He continued to laugh brazenly:
"Master Li, in our first encounter, I have learned something." he said, "We will meet again."
The rush of wind, along with a drop of rain that fell on my nose, seemed to carry his voice into my mind. He said, "And you, little beauty, I will come back for you."
I jolted back to my senses, looked around, and saw a downpour had suddenly swept over the earth and sky. And Jiang Wu was completely gone.
"It was actually a puppet technique!" I suddenly realized, then grit my teeth, feeling dissatisfied with myself for not seeing through his puppetry from the beginning. I had been deceived by a living person disguised as a puppet for so long, before finally realizing it!
In that case, the true form of Jiang Wu had never actually appeared! He must have hidden his real body somewhere, which is why he dared to act so boldly, as even if he died, it would not matter!
"This Jiang Wu is truly cunning." I muttered, but got no response from anyone. I raised my head and saw Mo Qing, who was now looking at me through the rain.
Compared to the day he left, his eyes now seemed to be tinged with a bit of coldness from the raindrops.
He just looked at me, not saying anything, but it seemed as if he was asking many questions. For a moment, I felt a bit at a loss being stared at by him with such a cold and slightly resentful look.
It was as if I had done something wrong and hurt him.
Though I had always been plotting to harm him, I didn't mean to hurt him emotionally. I just wanted to physically harm him!
My mind raced to come up with an excuse to explain to him why Jiang Wu had spoken to me so ambiguously just now.
But right after driving away the big bad guy, if I took the initiative to explain that I had no intimate relationship with the big bad guy, it would sound even more suspicious!
"Do you admire him?" Mo Qing finally asked.
Hearing this, I hurriedly made up an explanation, "I just said that he dared to oppose you, Master, so I admire his courage! How could I admire him! He's talking nonsense!"
Seeing Mo Qing still standing in the rain, gazing at me with a difficult-to-discern expression, I knew he was jealous again, and this time it seemed quite intense. I quickly clutched my wrist, shouting, "It hurts so much."
As I shouted and glanced at him, I saw Mo Qing's eyes flicker, and he took a slight step forward. I gasped, "It hurts, it really hurts."
Raindrops fell on my wrist, and his warm hand grasped it. He spoke with a mixture of sigh and inquiry, "Where does it hurt?"
I didn't explain anything, I just rushed into his arms and hugged him, "Master! My heart hurts. I almost thought I was going to be taken away and never see you again."
I gave him a full embrace. Mo Qing's hand was next to me, as if he were in a daze.
I rubbed my cheek against him, "That Jiang Wu, he caught me, confined me, made me drink, and even tried to take advantage of me! He's such a jerk! Master, next time you see him, you must help me kill him!"
Just ignore everything and dump it on Jiang Wu, anyway, he couldn't refute it. If he really ran into him, he wouldn't be able to sit down and have a heart-to-heart with Mo Qing and talk about what happened in the past, right?
I pretended to cry for a while, but I didn't see him comforting me. I only heard him respond, "Okay."
I took a step back, wanting to peek at Mo Qing's expression, but he turned his head and directly pulled my hand, "Go back to Chenji Mountain first." As he finished speaking, he vanished in an instant. But in that instant before he disappeared, I seemed to vaguely see Mo Qing's turned face, a hint of inexplicable blush on his ear.
When the instant teleportation brought me to Wuchang Hall, I stood firm and looked up, and Mo Qing still had a calm expression, not a hint of embarrassment.
Oh well, no matter whether he was embarrassed just now, anyway, I've smoothed things over with Jiang Wu's ambiguity, stabilized Mo Qing's emotions. I feel quite successful: "Master." I sweetly called out to him and was about to ask him for the sword at his waist when suddenly the sky brightened and Zhiyan returned in a flash. I was knocked out of her body.
Zhiyan looked up and, seeing Mo Qing, was instantly stunned, turning into a wooden statue.
Mo Qing's eyes gazed lightly at her.
I quickly gestured to Zhiyan, "Quick, go and lean against his chest, act cute and coax him, so he'll give you the sword!" But Zhiyan, upon hearing my words, only stiffly forced out a smile, "Mas-ter... I'm a bit tired, I think I need to rest for a while..."
Oh...
Mo Qing took a step back and lowered his gaze, "Go back."
Zhiyan seemed to not have realized where she was yet and wandered around like a headless fly before finally finding her way back to the Zhaochen Hall. As she walked back, I wasn't worried, but Gu Han Guang had come over to where Mo Qing was.
Gu Han Guang glanced at Zhiyan's back and muttered, "Oh, so it's really at Jiangcheng Liujie."
When I heard this, I felt a bit uneasy.
Mo Qing asked him, "Who gave you the information?"
"Lu Zhaoyao." Gu Han Guang smiled, "She sent me a dream."
Mo Qing's face did indeed darken at his words.
And Gu Han Guang continued, "Qin Qianxian said that the reason he went there was also because someone sent him a dream, and it might have been Lu Zhaoyao as well.” Gu Han Guang chuckled, "It seems like they just won't go away."
I looked at Mo Qing's expression, and indeed, his expression got even worse. Knowing that Lu Zhaoyao was still active by his side and could even manipulate his Southern Mountain Master and Qin Qianxian, he must have felt that his position was being threatened!
This rascal Gu Han Guang! Not only did he not handle the matter well, he also caused trouble for me!
Mo Qing knew that I had such a good relationship with Zhiyan, he probably wouldn't trust Zhiyan! He might not even give me the sword!
It seems that I'll have to go back and show my loyalty to Mo Qing. This kind of thing cannot be delayed. Even if I have to let Zhiyan go, I must go early, the more suspicion, the harder it is to dispel his worries.
I floated back to my room, found Zhiyan, and after speaking to her, she looked a little confused and asked me with her eyes, "How should I behave to show loyalty?"
"Tell Moqing about the matters regarding the Beishan Master, and also mention some things about my current situation, to give him some information and let him feel that you are on his side,"
Zhiyan nodded, gathered her courage and went, but she was sent back after a while. She looked at me and said, "Busy, let's go at night."
At night... wouldn't I still have to go!
If it weren't for Zhiyan's body, I would have thought Moqing was deliberately targeting me!