Chapter 780: A Person from Fu Sang

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The entirety of Crimson Star Sect had become mixed up in this just because of Fan Junsheng. It was all because Fan Junsheng’s older sister was the young madam of the Crimson Star Sect. Wang Qinghan felt somewhat emotional thinking about it.

Fan Jingjing slumped onto the ground. Her face was totally pale and her figure trembled continuously. She knew that Fan Junsheng behaved badly and had committed many unconscionable crimes, but she always believed that people of high rank had the authority to be so presumptuous. As long as they could settle everything, why did it matter?

With the protection of the Crimson Star Sect, no matter how bad Fan Junsheng was, other people would not dare to do anything to him. She had never imagined that an ordinary person like Fan Junsheng would offend a person that the entire Crimson Star Sect could not afford to offend?

The Crimson Star Sect elders all looked towards Fan Jingjing and Hu Jiangming. The resentment in their eyes grew. They had heard of some of the rumors about Fan Junsheng. However, Fan Jingjing had always spoken on his behalf, so they could not say anything against him. Now, however, the siblings had caused a disaster that could actually lead to the sect’s destruction, and so they were being viewed as the eternal sinners of the Crimson Star Sect.

Old Sect Leader Huo took a deep breath and shouted loudly, “Bring me the b*tch and that scoundrel.”

The group of Crimson Star Sect elders had long resented Fan Jingjing and Fan Junsheng. They were also hostile to Hu Jiangming, who had allowed these tyrants to victimize their subjects. Once the old sect leader gave the command, the elders swarmed together, capturing all three of them.

The pitiful Fan Junsheng was still bedridden and in a living hell. Right now, he was savagely bundled up like a big meat dumpling. Fan Junsheng realized that something was off and began to shout loudly. “Don’t… don’t kill me. I have contributed to the Crimson Star Sect. I am the young madam’s own brother. You cannot kill me.”

“Old sect leader, have mercy! I know I am in the wrong. Please, old sect leader, give us a chance to turn over a new leaf…” Fan Jingjing was terrified and begged for mercy.

Only Hu Jiangming did not say a word. His face was ashen. He clearly knew that no one could save them now. The entire sect was involved. He recalled all of his previous misdeeds. He had committed so many sins, and it seemed like it was now payback time.

“Kill them!” Huo Qize’s face was expressionless.

Splat! Splat! Splat!

Three swords fell and three heads rolled onto the floor, staining the ground with blood.

“Lord Mo Wen, the villains have been slain. I know that my sin cannot be forgiven. I am willing to die as an apology. But please, let the Crimson Star Sect live.” Huo Qize knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

“When you planned to eradicate my sect, did you ever think that this day would come?” Mo Wen said plainly.

“Lord Mo Wen, please forgive us…” Huo Qize kept repeating this sentence and kowtowing.

A sense of sadness welled up within the Crimson Star Sect. To save the Crimson Star Sect, the old sect leader had actually gone to such an extent. Even Xin Yichuan right now saw Huo Qize in a different light.

“Cripple Huo Shuangnian’s cultivation. From now on, the members of your Huo Clan cannot hold the position of sect leader in the Crimson Star Sect.”

Mo Wen waved his sleeve and turned to head down the mountain. When he passed Wang Qinghan and Little Tang, he said, “Could it be that you both aren’t done watching the show?” Wang Qinghan and Little Tang reacted immediately, hurriedly following Mo Wen.

The figure of Huo Qize, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled slightly. After remaining silent for a long while, he furiously slammed a palm on the ground. In an instant, his figure shot over like a bullet to land right in front of Huo Shuangnian. He grabbed hold of Huo Shuangnian in one swoop.

“Shuangnian, resign yourself.” Huo Qize’s eyes were red as he grabbed his son’s shoulder tightly.

“Father, I know.” Streaks of blood flowed out of the corners of Huo Shuangnian’s mouth. From inside out, his core ruptured as he crippled his own cultivation.

“As a father, I have failed you… I am sorry!” Huo Qize raised his head to the sky and heaved a long sigh. He flipped his hand and struck his forehead with his palm. He slowly fell to the ground dead, blood flowing out of his orifices.

“Father…” Huo Shuangnian knelt to the ground, crying out in sadness.

“Old sect leader…” The group of Crimson Star Sect elders and disciples also knelt on the ground. Sadness spread across the sect.

“From now on, I will take over the management of Crimson Star Sect. The new sect leader cannot be a member of the Huo Clan. We will select one later.” Xin Yichuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mo Wen had not eradicated the Crimson Star Sect. As long as the Crimson Star Sect was still around, Xin Yichuan could use them to participate in the Martial Arts Circle Convention. The setup he had established in the Crimson Star Sect over five years had not been completely ruined. For him, this was good news.

He did not care who became the Crimson Star Sect sect leader. He also did not care whether the members of the Huo Clan lived or died. As long as the Crimson Star Sect was still around, that was enough.

It was not easy for the Inner world sects to participate in the main space’s Martial Arts Circle Convention. Even if they had long prepared, they still had to set up for a very long time. Only then could they justify themselves before the Huatian Palace.

The Huatian Palace naturally knew about the underhand methods employed in the Martial Arts Circle Convention. However, as long as the members of the Inner world had clever enough means and could cause the Huatian Palace to be unable to obtain evidence in a short amount of time, they could muddle through.

Hence, if the Crimson Star Sect had been eradicated and with the Martial Arts Circle Convention also approaching, Xin Yichuan truly had no way of immediately finding another sect to replace them.

“Patriarch, are you alright?”

The youth in white clothes, Xin Wuji walked up to Xin Yichuan’s side with a worried look. Xin Yichuan was the pillar of the Xin Clan. If anything happened to him, the result would be unthinkable.

“Wuji, watch over the Crimson Star Sect. Don’t cause any more trouble.”

Xin Yichuan left him with these words and then disappeared together from the square with the Martial Arts Grandmaster, who had still not uttered a word. He was rather severely injured. He had to immediately return to heal himself in seclusion.

Xin Yichuan was still concerned about the Crimson Star Sect, leading to his instruction to Xin Wuji to take good care of it and not cause any more trouble.

Xin Wuji glanced at the back of the black-robed, silent, Martial Arts Grandmaster. A look of deep thought flashed in his eyes. He also did not know where this mysterious Martial Arts Grandmaster had come from. Xin Wuji knew nothing about him, but he knew that his own clan’s patriarch seemed to be discussing an important matter with him.

Just now, his own patriarch was injured, and this person had not come to his aid. Why was that? Could it be that he was afraid of exposing his identity, hence he had not acted?

The patriarch did not tell him anything, and this person was also all covered up. There was most likely a deep secret behind this.

…

On the way down the mountain, Mo Wen kept thinking over a problem. When he had used the illusionary mountains profound level weapon and the Blood Clotting Claw, he had not used spiritual stones. He had discovered that his Inner Qi could directly activate the power of the profound level weapons.

After emerging from the Fighting Spirit Tower, Mo Wen had discovered that his Inner Qi had undergone an unknown metamorphosis. His Inner Qi contained some spirituality and was very similar to spiritual power. From the looks of it right now, that spirituality was very likely the reason he could activate the profound level weapons.

However, when he used his Inner Qi to activate the profound level weapons, the consumption was rather heavy. It was twice that of activating spiritual power. He had only used the profound level weapons twice, and they had already drained a large portion of his Inner Qi.

Obviously, his Inner Qi was not pure enough. Even if he could use it as spiritual power, it was not ideal enough yet. If it was a battle of attrition, it would certainly not be suitable to use it. However, if this Inner Qi was used during emergencies to activate the power of the profound level weapons at a moment’s notice, it gave him a strong offensive ability.

Mo Wen was able to easily defeat Xin Yichuan because he had used his Inner Qi as spiritual power. Otherwise, when unleashing the profound level weapon, he would still have needed to convert the spiritual stones into spiritual power. It would have made the battle less smooth and he would not have been able to settle it in one go.

“Senior, you truly were powerful and domineering today. Who would have thought that even a Martial Arts Grandmaster would not be a match for you? Have you already surpassed the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm and reached an even higher realm? For the Crimson Star Sect to end up as they did, it truly is no one’s fault but their own.”

Wang Qinghan looked at Mo Wen with respect. That mysterious expert was also a Martial Arts Grandmaster, but he had been no match for Mo Wen. What realm was Mo Wen’s ability actually at?

“There are also differences in strength among Martial Arts Grandmasters. There are three realms in it. Powerful Martial Arts Grandmasters are far more powerful than I am,” Mo Wen said. “I am not actually a Martial Arts Grandmaster.”

“You are not a Martial Arts Grandmaster, but you are of a higher realm than a Martial Arts Grandmaster, aren’t you?” Wang Qinghan said smiling. Even a Martial Arts Grandmaster was not a match for Mo Wen. That could only mean that he was an even more powerful existence.

“When you reach this realm in the future, you will understand.” Mo Wen shook his head. Xin Yichuan could tell at a glance that Mo Wen had not reached the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm, but Wang Qinghan and Little Tang certainly could not tell. They would not understand even if he explained it to them.

“How is it possible? I am unlikely to become a Martial Arts Grandmaster in my lifetime,” Wang Qinghan said, somewhat disheartened as she laughed bitterly. For her, a Martial Arts Grandmaster was a legend among legends. Whether or not she could break through to the Golden Elixir Realm was still a huge problem, let alone the illusionary Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm.

The Zhongyu Sect’s patriarch had broken through to the Golden Elixir Realm fifty years ago but had been stuck all this while at the beginning stage of the Golden Elixir Realm. Even breaking through to the intermediate stage was difficult.

….

Xin Yichuan had reached the secret chamber of the Crimson Star Sect.

“How are your injuries?” the black-robed Martial Arts Grandmaster asked. He looked at Xin Yichuan, who was sitting cross-legged on a cattail hassock. His speech was choppy, as though he was not proficient at speaking Mandarin.

“They’re quite severe. Fortunately, he had no intention to kill me. Otherwise, I would most likely have been killed,” Xin Yichuan said with a serious expression. He was well aware of his own injuries. Under normal circumstances, it would most likely be very difficult to recover within ten years. He had already damaged his core. If he did not fortify and recover it in time, it was even highly likely that his cultivation would deteriorate.

“Who would have thought that we would fail so miserably at such an easy task?” He sighed. A youth of only twenty years of age had actually forced him to back down to such an extent. Mo Wen’s cultivation was not frightening and was weaker than Xin Yichuan’s by quite a bit. But the martial art methods and teachings that Mo Wen practiced, as well as his treasures, were frightening to the extreme.

“That person is very powerful.” The black-robed ancient martial art practitioner nodded his head.

“The youth’s background is likely to be very mysterious. It would be very difficult for ordinary ancient martial arts sects to cultivate such a genius. Also, did you notice that when he used his profound level weapons, he actually did not convert spiritual stones into spiritual power?”

Xin Yichuan’s gaze flickered. This was the part that he was most astonished about. It was absolutely impossible for ancient martial art practitioners to be able to activate profound level weapons without using spiritual stones. Unless he…

“You are saying that… he is an immortal cultivator of your Ancient Hua Xia legends?” A look of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the black-robed Martial Arts Grandmaster. Ancient Hua Xia had legends of immortal cultivators. As someone from Fu Sang Country, he knew some things about the immortal cultivators of Ancient Hua Xia. It was just that he never imagined that he would actually encounter one.

A look of passion flashed in the eyes of the black-robed Martial Arts Grandmaster. An Ancient Hua Xia immortal cultivator was an existence comparable to the Fu Sang Country’s Divine Soul!

“It is very likely to be so. How could ordinary ancient martial arts sects possibly cultivate such a youth?”

Xin Yichuan had already internally categorized Mo Wen as an immortal cultivator of mysterious origins. He was from the Zhen Wu Mystery Dimension, hence he had naturally heard some rumors about immortal cultivators.

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