Chapter 133: 132. Changes again (1/4) Mo Lin tried his best to suppress the anger within, but he couldn’t help but roar, "Enough, I don’t want to argue with a woman like you. Scheming is really useless. Why are you still standing here? Aren’t you going back to your Kao Shan Sect?"
"Let’s go!"
Xiang Yi glanced coldly at Mo Lin, waved to the disciples of Kao Shan Sect kneeling on the ground, and left the Ascension Tower together.
After Xiang Yi left the Ascension Tower, Mo Lin had no mind to stay any longer. Though the death of his father made him somewhat sad inside, the anger had already overshadowed it, and he too left the Ascension Tower.
After leaving the Ascension Tower, he took off the president’s attire and put on ordinary clothes, then rode a Windflow Steed directly to the outside of Qing Shui Street.
Just as he was about to go inside for a look, he heard several young men running past him, chatting with each other.
"My second uncle said, he just came back from the lecture, that lecture isn’t just a scam, that Wen Ping isn’t a fraud either. Heard he’s very brave and upright, willing to save ordinary people. Think about it, except for the City Lord’s Mansion, which cultivators nowadays would care about the lives of ordinary people? And at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, there are several cultivators of the Body Refining Thirteenth Layer Realm giving pointers. They’re helping us for free."
"Then hurry up, if we’re late today, we’ll miss our turn."
"No worries, just folks from our three streets, others from other streets weren’t coming at all. They’re still being deceived by those from the Hundred Sects Alliance, even trying to stop me, saying I’m silly."
"Haha, I think you’re truly silly. You should just say, Kao Shan Sect people escaped for their lives, using the lives of little girls to threaten Immortal Sect people. This way, they surely won’t believe Kao Shan Sect or the Hundred Sects Alliance anymore?"
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The few chatted as they ran forward vigorously.
Mo Lin watched the scene, his face trembling with rage.
Victory and defeat both stemming from Kao Shan Sect. He pulled the reins, turning towards the Hundred Sects Alliance.
Upon returning home, he didn’t utter a word, and the others, seeing his somber look, dared not say much.
Mo Lin took a stroll and then walked upstairs.
As he walked, he sulked inside. He truly couldn’t stand it; Immortal Sect suffered no losses, yet his Hundred Sects Alliance lost all of its Body Refining Thirteenth Layer Realm, and still allowed Immortal Sect to successfully hold the lecture.
"Damn it!"
Bam!
Mo Lin slammed his fist onto the stairway handrail, startling Jiang Yueye behind him.
"President, are you alright?"
"Wait for me downstairs."
"Alright."
Jiang Yueye nodded.
After Mo Lin spoke, he strode through the corridor and finally stopped in front of a room at the end.
Knock, knock, knock!
Three quick raps.
"Come in." Sun Wo’s voice chillingly emanated from inside.
Mo Lin calmed his emotions, pushed the door open, entered, and saw Sun Wo sitting cross-legged by the window, closing his eyes in meditation. He then said, "My lords, is there any news from Shan Long, the Chief?"
Sun Wo opened his eyes, asked calmly, "Ran into troubles?"
"A bit."
"A bit? Didn’t I tell you and your men not to approach Yunlan Mountain, did you take it as nonsense?" Sun Wo coldly huffed in his heart, looking impatiently at Mo Lin.
He knew better than anyone what lay on Yunlan Mountain. Now, he and Sikong Bai dared not go there, and he warned Mo Lin to do anything only outside Qing Shui Street.
Seeing Mo Lin’s expression, and his anxious inquiry if there was news from Shan Long, even a fool could see Mo Lin definitely suffered losses.
Mo Lin pursed his lips, lowered his voice, saying, "My lord, I didn’t wish for this, things went contrary to plans."
Sun Wo said, "Enough, no need to explain to me. Whether your men died or not has nothing to do with me. Lord Shan Long already replied, three Profound Realm are already on their way, should arrive tonight."
Hearing this, Mo Lin instantly perked up.
The killing intent in his eyes grew!
He had long abandoned relying on those fools from Kao Shan Sect, and now it was perfect, three Profound Realm with Sun Wo and the other, making five Profound.
Such a lineup was already sufficient to annihilate a Two-star power, except for giant-level Two-star sects like Extreme Realm Mountain with ancient Upper Profound Realm cultivators holding the fort. No Two-star power could withstand five Profound.
Mo Lin clasped his fists, saying, "Well, lord, then I will excuse myself."
"Go."
Sun Wo spoke, once more closing his eyes.
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Wind End Forest.
A youth draped in beast hide was dashing madly through the forest—he was Extreme Realm Mountain’s Young Master, Han Wen—with three others trailing behind, all bloodied, with one person having an arm seemingly bitten off by a fierce beast.
The four crazily sprinted through the forest, as if pursued by ghosts behind them.
At the forefront, the youth gripped a leaf resembling a shuttle, clutching it tightly, incessantly shouting to those behind, "Old ghost, when those creatures get close, block them with your life! This Young Master will never think ill of your family!"
"Young Master, don’t worry, even if I lose my life, I’ll buy you some time!" An elder who had lost an arm responded calmly.
Bang!