Shi Wanshan looked at Molingzi, who had completely fainted, and curled his lips.
He gently kicked Molingzi with his toe and said in disgust, "Tsk, he's really a coward. Fainted just like that? He's far worse than those two guys inside."
Hearing this, the others shifted their gazes away from him. Apparently, they were a bit disappointed that the newcomer had lost consciousness so quickly.
Some people turned to look at the battle in another area, and many elders sat cross - legged, reflecting on the experience from the previous battles.
Time passed slowly.
"Ah——! Don't fight anymore! Elder Li! Spare my life! Ah——!"
A shrill scream filled with fear and pain suddenly came from another corner!
This scream was so abrupt that it instantly broke the solemn atmosphere near the battle area.
Everyone turned their heads in surprise and looked over.
In a corner far from the battle area, the two prisoners, who were supposed to be in the same plight, had somehow started to fight among themselves!
Li Mo, with a bruised face and a miserable appearance, was now straddling Molingzi, who had just woken up and was still in a weak state.
His eyes were blood - red, looking like a madman. His fists rained down on Molingzi's head, face, and chest crazily.
As he beat, he roared in a hoarse and venomous voice:
"Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion! It's all your Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion that has ruined me!!"
"If it weren't for your useless inaccurate information! How could I have ended up like this! How could I!!"
"Beat you useless old man to death! You've ruined my important matter and my path to immortality!!"
"Puff... Pfft..."
Molingzi had no power to resist. He was beaten until blood spurted from his nose and mouth, and several of his ribs were broken.
He could only let out painful whimpers and screams, with his eyes filled with extreme fear and great confusion and grievance.
He had just woken up and hadn't even figured out the situation when he was pressed to the ground and beaten crazily by this saint from the Holy Land, whom he had once revered extremely!
This sudden disaster was more devastating to him than being watched by dozens of saints just now!
The entire space instantly fell into a strange silence.
Even those who were in the middle of a fight slowed down their movements and stared at the tragic scene over there in shock.
Just then, the light at the entrance of the space flickered slightly, and Xuanyangzi's figure quietly appeared.
He calmly scanned the entire area with his eyes and first landed on Mu Sen, who was fighting in the distance.
Xuanyangzi's gaze didn't stay long. He just gave Mu Sen a deep look.
It was just this seemingly ordinary look!
Mu Sen, who was fully engaged in the battle, suddenly stiffened all over, and a sense of extreme danger instantly descended!
Another Saint King?
Xuanyangzi withdrew his gaze and then turned to the absurd beating scene in the corner. He gently waved his sleeve robe.
An invisible big hand gently lifted Li Mo, who was straddling Molingzi and beating him crazily, and moved him to the side.
Li Mo struggled and roared, but was imprisoned by that force and couldn't move at all. He could only breathe heavily with his red - eyed.
On the ground, Molingzi was on the verge of death. His face was covered in blood, his eyes were unfocused, and only his chest was still rising slightly.
In Molingzi's blurred vision, Xuanyangzi's face came into view.
At this moment, the instinct to survive overwhelmed everything.
The dignity of the Grand Elder of the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion and the pride of the King Realm had long been shattered.
"Sect Master Xuanyangzi, save me..."
Molingzi no longer had the high - and - mighty look he had when he first entered the Azure Cloud Sect.
Xuanyangzi looked at him and appropriately showed a bit of surprise and displeasure on his face.
"Isn't this Grand Elder Mo Ling of the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion?"
Xuanyangzi then turned to blame. His gaze swept over Li Mo, who was imprisoned aside, and then looked at Shi Wanshan and the others.
"This is simply nonsense! Who is so reckless as to hurt the guest of our sect?
The Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion and the Azure Cloud Sect are of the same spirit. Elder Mo came to visit late at night, surely having important matters to discuss. How could you treat him so negligently and cause such a misunderstanding?"
His tone was not harsh, even with a bit of helplessness, as if he was just blaming his own people for their poor hospitality.
But when these words reached Molingzi's ears, he felt a mix of emotions in his heart and even a strange sense of gratitude welled up.
At least, this unfathomable Sect Master Xuanyangzi was still willing to give him and the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion a little face on the surface.
Shi Wanshan scratched his head and grinned, "Sect Master, it's not our fault. This Elder Mo from the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion is too polite. He insisted on coming to visit in the middle of the night and didn't take the proper path.
We were just treating him according to the rules. As for Fellow Daoist Li, maybe he has some personal misunderstandings with Elder Mo?"
Xuanyangzi waved his hand, as if not wanting to pursue the matter further, and sighed, "Forget it. First, take Elder Mo down to heal his injuries. Look at him. He's so badly injured. It's really disgraceful."
He bent down and personally put a spiritual pill emitting a refreshing medicinal fragrance into Molingzi's mouth.
Molingzi felt a warm current spreading throughout his body. The severe pain was slightly reduced, and his mind became a bit clearer. His gratitude and reverence for Xuanyangzi deepened.
"Elder Mo, this place is in a mess. I'll take you away first to recuperate well, and we can talk later."
Xuanyangzi's voice was gentle, and he reached out his hand as if to support Molingzi.
How dare Molingzi object? Supported by Xuanyangzi, he stood up weakly and staggered away from this enclosed space that was filled with nightmares for him.
A moment later, on Azure Cloud Peak.
Molingzi was placed on a cushion. The medicinal effect of the pill continued to take effect, and his condition improved a lot. However, his heart was still filled with boundless fear and after - shock.
He secretly glanced at Xuanyangzi, who was leisurely brewing tea across from him. He only felt that the calm and composed aura on the latter was more terrifying than any intimidating pressure and made his heart tighten.
Is this still the Xuanyangzi I usually know?
"Elder Mo,"
Xuanyangzi pushed a cup of tea filled with spiritual energy in front of him and said in a calm tone, "There were many misunderstandings tonight. You've been frightened."
"Don't dare, don't dare. It was I who was abrupt!" Molingzi quickly lowered his head, his voice trembling.
He thought to himself that after he went back, he must never provoke the Azure Cloud Sect again. This sect was really terrifying.
"Good, as long as you understand."
Xuanyangzi nodded and took a sip of tea. He said as if chatting casually,
"However, what Elder Mo has seen and heard tonight involves some trivial matters of our sect that are not very convenient to spread.
If it spreads out, it may cause unnecessary trouble, which is not good for you, the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion, or our Azure Cloud Sect."
Molingzi's heart tightened, and he immediately showed his loyalty, "Sect Master, please rest assured! I, Moling, swear to heaven that I will never spread what happened tonight!
If I go against this oath, may I be punished by heaven and earth!"
At this moment, he only wanted to save his life and leave this horrible place.
"There's no need to swear. I trust Elder Mo!"
Xuanyangzi smiled slightly.
"However, people's hearts are changeable. For the sake of safety and for a more honest relationship between our two sects in the future.
I need to leave a small mark in the elder's divine soul.
This mark is not harmful. It's just to allow the elder to listen to my instructions more conveniently."
Molingzi's face instantly turned deathly pale! A divine soul mark? This was clearly to completely control him!
Xuanyangzi didn't say any more and directly cast the Soul - Snatching Technique.
Molingzi trembled all over. His eyes instantly became empty and confused, and then quickly regained clarity.
However, when those eyes focused again and landed on Xuanyangzi, all the original fear and trepidation in them had completely faded away.
In their place was a kind of absolute and pure reverence and loyalty that came from the depths of the soul.
"Master."
Molingzi's mind had been completely reversed.
At this moment, in his consciousness, he was a secret agent carefully arranged by the Qingxuan Sect many years ago to infiltrate the high - level of the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion.
His task was to monitor the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion and serve the interests of the Qingxuan Sect at critical moments.
"Um," Xuanyangzi nodded in satisfaction.
"Go back. Remember your identity and your mission. Report any abnormalities in the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion immediately, especially those related to our Qingxuan Sect.
After today, our relationship will still be that of a 'normal' sect master and an elder. Do you understand?"
"Your subordinate understands!" Molingzi replied respectfully.
"Go. Take the back mountain path. Don't let anyone see that you're seriously injured." Xuanyangzi waved his hand.
Molingzi bowed, then dragged his still - painful but no - longer - critical body and silently melted into the night, fleeing towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
