In the Future, Qingyuan Sect Might Have Both the Sun and Moon in the Sky—Will Li Mo's Score Surpass Ying Bing's

At the entrance of the trial grounds.

A white-headed magpie perched on Yin Huaxuan’s shoulder, chirping softly.

After a brief pause, Yin Huaxuan spoke:

"Wang Hu was indeed practicing the Hundred Beasts Blood Refinement. Just now, he fully unleashed his beast lineage, instantly opening all twelve meridians and transforming into a tiger-leopard hybrid, roughly equivalent to a peak ninth-tier mystical beast."

"Then my disciple is in grave danger?"

The Ruyi Peak Elder abruptly stood up.

When he first learned of Lin Jiang’s encounter with Wang Hu, he had already wanted to intervene, but was dissuaded by the other elders.

They feared his rash action might scare off the bigger fish behind Wang Hu.

"Elder Lu, don’t panic. I haven’t finished," Yin Huaxuan said with a strange expression.

"True Disciple Li happened to pass by."

"Wang Hu has already been subdued by him and is now being escorted back by nearby inner sect enforcers."

Li Mo again?

The elders exchanged glances.

Defeating a late ninth-tier mystical beast, and now subduing Wang Hu, who was equivalent to a peak ninth-tier beast—and even trickier due to his human intellect.

To be honest, though Li Mo and Ying Bing both stood atop the Heavenly Ascension Stone Steps, the elders still believed Ying Bing’s talent far surpassed Li Mo’s in every aspect.

After all, as the Sect Leader’s true disciple, Ying Bing’s terrifying progress had left them numb with awe.

Yet now, it seemed Li Mo might truly be able to keep pace?

Before long.

The inner sect enforcers threw the unconscious Wang Hu onto the platform.

"Did Li Mo not return with you?"

Xue Jing was the first to ask.

He worried Li Mo might be injured but stubbornly continuing the trial.

Some wounds, if left untreated, could leave lasting damage.

"Elder Xue, according to True Disciple Lin, True Disciple Li was unharmed."

"It must be true—he defeated Wang Hu with a single move."

A single move?

Only then did Xue Jing take a closer look at Wang Hu, who lay on the ground like a dead dog.

He quickly noticed Wang Hu’s entire arm was twisted and broken.

This didn’t look like the aftermath of a hard-fought battle.

It was more like...

Being casually crushed by a far stronger predator.

Regardless.

With such ferocious combat prowess, Li Mo was now undeniably Ying Bing’s equal.

"Could it be that this kid’s bones conceal the bloodline of some powerful beast?"

Qian Bufan couldn’t help but wonder if he’d misjudged Li Mo on the Heavenly Ascension Stone Steps.

"If you alone saw wrong, it’s unlikely we all did."

"He must have achieved Great Completion in body refinement."

Han He shook his head.

Great Completion in body refinement within half a month of joining the sect.

It seemed his earlier speculation had been correct...

"Old man, you’re slipping."

Shang Wu grinned, her almond-shaped eyes curving like crescents.

Han He recalled their bet, and his face darkened instantly.

He had to admit.

Murong Xiao was outstanding, but compared to Li Mo, the gap was too vast to even measure.

A competition?

At this rate, it was uncertain whether Murong Xiao could even withstand a single punch from Li Mo now.

And Li Mo would only grow stronger—likely at an even faster pace.

"With these two, the Qingyuan Sect will flourish."

A fierce light gleamed in Yin Huaxuan’s eyes.

The other elders nodded in agreement.

The founding ancestors of the Qingyuan Sect had all come from the Central Plains.

Back then, though the sect’s territory was limited to Purple Sun Prefecture, its influence overshadowed the entire Eastern Wasteland Domain.

Who would have thought that in their era, they’d witness geniuses comparable to the ancestors?

And two of them at once!

Once they matured.

The Qingyuan Sect might truly see "two suns sharing the sky."

Xue Jing chuckled. "Since Li Mo rescued a fellow disciple and subdued Wang Hu, let’s credit him with the points for slaying a peak ninth-tier beast. Any objections?"

None.

Even if they gave Li Mo extra points, it would be justified.

Thus.

The scoreboard updated:

Ying Bing: 119 points.

Li Mo: 116 points.

Not long ago, Ying Bing had also slain a peak ninth-tier beast.

So the gap between them remained a mere three points.

"The future is still long."

"For now, we still have enemies lurking in the shadows."

Xue Jing’s voice drew everyone’s attention back.

"The mastermind behind Wang Hu never showed themselves."

"These Demon Summoning Cultists are truly vigilant."

"Or perhaps Wang Hu was just a disposable pawn?"

"Humph! I say we turn the land upside down—they can’t hide forever!"

"Unwise. Such a move would exhaust our resources and alert them, with no guarantee of success."

After much debate, the elders remained divided.

In the end, they decided to send Wang Hu to Ruyi Peak for interrogation.

They would wait for the Sect Leader to emerge from seclusion before making a final decision.

Since the enemy hadn’t intervened even when Wang Hu was captured, it was unlikely they’d cause further trouble during this trial.

Better to let the sect trial conclude peacefully first.

Just then.

Another enforcer returned, dragging two mystical beasts.

A Blazing Ring Wolf King.

And a Lion-Bear.

Both late ninth-tier beasts.

Before he even approached, the elders recognized—this had to be the work of True Disciple Li again.

With this addition, Li Mo’s score jumped to 146.

Instantly overtaking Ying Bing for first place.

"My precious disciple is number one now?"

Shang Wu hummed, snatching the enforcer’s brush and boldly updating Li Mo’s score before hanging the board at the top.

She crossed her arms and lifted her chin.

"Who dares say I can’t teach disciples now?"

The elders: "......"

They’d been fools to doubt her.

......

Meanwhile.

At the edge of the Stone Creek Forest.

"Senior Brother, save me!"

An outer sect disciple lay pinned under a ferocious Lion-Bear, powerless to resist.

His pleading gaze locked onto a figure standing atop a stone pillar.

That person, though not an enforcer, wore the robes of a true disciple.

The outer disciple never imagined.

The senior brother he’d summoned with a signal arrow would just stand there, coldly watching like it was a show—without the slightest intention to help.

Even worse...

His eyes held only mockery and indifference.

It was Yin Huacheng, who had volunteered to oversee the Moonview Cliff sector.

Yin Huacheng was in a foul mood.

Fu Tu had failed to deliver on his promise—the disciples who left the sect hadn’t returned home but were instead indulging in a pleasure house within Purple Sun Prefecture.

Now, he’d just learned Wang Hu was dead.

Meaning he’d have no cultivation materials for the foreseeable future.

And the one responsible for both setbacks was the same person.

"Li Mo!"

Veins bulged on Yin Huacheng’s forehead, his pupils flickering between slitted and human.

Just then.

A crow landed on his shoulder, cawing in a low, raspy voice.

"Telling me not to stir trouble?"

Yin Huacheng’s aura grew increasingly terrifying.

By now.

The outer disciple had gone still.

The Lion-Bear, mid-feast, suddenly turned at the noise.

But the moment it met Yin Huacheng’s gaze, its ferocity vanished, replaced by sheer terror as it crouched low.

Thud—

Yin Huacheng’s hand pierced its chest, ripping out its still-beating heart.

He devoured it in savage bites.

"I planned to let you grow a little longer..."

"But since you ruined my materials, you’ll pay with your own flesh."

He donned a black robe, and his figure vanished into the shadows.