“Patriarch Linruo, the matter of this marriage pact is of great importance. Dissolving it so hastily would be far too careless.”
Mo Taiyuan looked toward the many elders of the Feather Spirit Clan, a calm smile on his face. “However, my Shamo Clan has no wish to let this matter damage the longstanding friendship between our two clans.”
“How about this? Let Xingtian and this human settle the matter themselves. We are all cultivators, so let us resolve it in the most straightforward way.
Let this human fight Xingtian. Life and death will be left to fate. If this boy loses, the marriage pact between our two clans will remain in force. If he wins, the pact will be dissolved peacefully, and my Shamo Clan will raise no objection.
That way, it will not affect the relationship between our two clans. What do you all think?”
“You wish!” Lan Qin immediately spoke up in rebuttal. “My master is only at the middle stage of the Dao Mastery Realm, while Mo Xingtian is already a middle-stage Dao Proving Realm cultivator. You want them to fight to the death? Do you take us for fools?”
She knew the Shamo Clan’s ambitions all too well. Not only did they want to preserve the marriage alliance with the Feather Spirit Clan, but they also intended to use this opportunity to eliminate her master. It was utterly wishful thinking.
“Exactly. Even if they are to duel, it should at least be a fair one. Their cultivation levels are so far apart, and Eldest Young Master Mo possesses a special constitution. How is Elder Mo supposed to fight him?”
The Feather Spirit Clan elders likewise found the proposal unacceptable. Was this not plainly an attempt to set Elder Mo up?
“I can suppress my cultivation to the middle stage of the Dao Mastery Realm and fight him then. That should be fair enough, shouldn’t it?”
Mo Xingtian rose to his feet and looked down at Mo Tianxiao, a trace of arrogance and malice on his face. “The only question is whether Elder... Mo dares to fight me.”
Patriarch Linruo maintained her smile, her tone tranquil. “This is not for me to decide. Little Friend Mo, you should make the decision yourself.”
All eyes turned toward Mo Tianxiao. Beside him, Liya hurriedly shook her head, signaling for him not to agree.
Xuan Bingji, who had been watching the spectacle, wore an expression of eager amusement, clearly hoping the fight would begin as soon as possible.
Liya did not know Mo Tianxiao’s true strength, but Xuan Bingji knew it all too well. Mo Xingtian was nothing to him. Even if Mo Xingtian fought at full strength rather than suppressing his cultivation to the middle stage of the Dao Mastery Realm, he would still be no match for her man.
Still, if Mo Tianxiao used the methods he had employed in the Ancient Realm, his identity might be exposed, drawing even more enemies to him.
“Fine. I imagine Eldest Young Master Mo has long wanted to test himself against me. Since all the seniors are present, let them bear witness. He and I shall enter into a duel to the death. Until the battle is over, none of you may interfere.”
Mo Tianxiao comforted Liya at his side. “Stand aside and watch for now. We can talk after I kill this bastard.”
“Brother Mo, don’t be rash. You can’t defeat him.” Liya frowned, her eyes full of worry.
Mo Xingtian might be ugly and ill-mannered, but in terms of strength alone, no one of his generation dared underestimate him.
“Enough, Liya. Leave this sort of thing to Fellow Daoist Mo. Since you dragged him in as your shield, you should at least have some faith in him.”
Xuan Bingji pulled Liya away.
Mo Xingtian leaped down from the platform and looked at Mo Tianxiao, a cold smile curling across his lips.
“Kid, you’ve got guts.”
Mo Tianxiao agreed to the duel, and Mo Xingtian was naturally the happiest of them all.
He had been sick of Mo Tianxiao for a long time. Now that he could personally kill the bastard who had cuckolded him, his heart burned with excitement!
After enduring for so long, at last, at last, he could finally let it all out!
“Eldest Young Master Mo, let me remind you: this is a fight to the death. Until one of us dies, the battle will not end. Are you prepared?”
Mo Xingtian's eyes were full of contempt as he replied disdainfully, “Don't worry. I won't finish you off too quickly. I'll make sure you fully experience the humiliation I've endured all this time!”
“Since Little Friend Mo has decided to accept the challenge, then let us begin here.”
With a wave of her hand, Lin Ruo cast a barrier around the vast, immaculate white hall, enclosing Mo Tianxiao and Mo Xingtian within.
“Master, go! Don't hold back, kill him!”
Lan Qin cheered for Mo Tianxiao from atop the raised platform.
She had already reached a private agreement with the clan chief. If anything went wrong, she would immediately intervene to save her master. No matter what, he had shown her kindness and had done the same for the Feather Spirit Clan. They could not allow him to die here.
“Xingtian! Show this ignorant human just how powerful we are!”
The cultivators on the Shamo Clan's side showed no concern whatsoever. For a mere human at the Dao Mastery Realm to kill Xingtian was simply a fantasy.
The great hall, now enclosed within the barrier, instantly became boundless and vast. Mo Tianxiao and Mo Xingtian stood facing each other within it.
“Boy, I've already suppressed my cultivation to the middle stage of the Dao Mastery Realm. Are you ready to die?”
Five types of law power swirled around Mo Xingtian. His entire face radiated a heavy, sinister aura. At a glance, he looked every bit like the archetypal villain.
Mo Tianxiao scratched at his ear, looking somewhat impatient. “Go.”
With a slight curl of his finger, twelve pillars of light shot into the sky, transforming into streaks of afterimages as they flew straight at Mo Xingtian.
Mo Tianxiao had no intention of wasting words with him. All twelve top-grade treasure swords launched their assault at once. The terrifying aura of Sword Dao laws made Mo Xingtian's hair stand on end. In a single instant, he erupted with the cultivation of the middle stage of the Dao Proving Realm.
The five laws of wood, fire, earth, metal, and water activated simultaneously, protecting his body. He glared at Mo Tianxiao with a slightly twisted expression and roared, “You shameless bastard! You actually had Elder Lan prepare so many top-grade treasures for you!”
“Do the rules say weapons aren't allowed? What, as a sword cultivator, am I supposed to fight you barehanded? Are you stupid or something?”
Mo Tianxiao flicked his fingers, controlling the flying swords as they battered Mo Xingtian back and forth through the air.
“By the way, Eldest Young Master Mo, didn't you say you would suppress your cultivation and fight me fairly? Why couldn't you hold back even at the very start?”
“Hmph!”
Mo Xingtian pushed his Five Elements Treasure Body to its limit, barely managing to withstand the flying swords' assault. His expression darkened as he said, “You were the one who resorted to underhanded tactics first. Otherwise, why would I have unleashed my full strength?”
“Besides, I only said I was willing to suppress my cultivation to fight you. I never said I would keep it suppressed the entire time. As far as I know, there was no rule saying I had to fight you with my cultivation suppressed throughout.”
Mo Xingtian thought himself exceedingly clever. Since his opponent was using so many magical treasures to suppress him, why should he continue suppressing his own cultivation?
“Hey, hey, hey—is this how the Shamo Clan does things? A dignified mid-stage Dao-Manifestation expert, resorting to such tricks?”
Seeing Mo Xingtian behave so shamelessly, Lan Qin immediately spoke up for Mo Tianxiao.
“Exactly. So this is the kind of conduct the Shamo Clan has. No wonder Little Ya was unwilling to enter into a marriage alliance with you.”
Xuan Bingji also sneered sarcastically, clearly displeased with the Shamo Clan’s actions.
“That is hardly fair. You call Xingtian shameless, but are you any better? Elder Lan Qin, you prepared so many magical treasures for this human master of yours—how do you have the nerve to accuse us of being shameless?”
Mo Taiyuan countered calmly.
“Heh, sorry, but those treasures belong to my master himself. I did not prepare them for him. If I had, they would have been Earth-grade supreme treasures.”
Lan Qin folded her arms, her gaze turning exceptionally cold.
Her master’s artifact-refining skills were terrifyingly profound. Was it really so strange for him to possess a few more magical treasures?
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.
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e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
