Chapter 599

Chapter 599: Mo Sect Turns Upside Down

The sect’s core secrets had been leaked—a catastrophe that shook the heavens. Old Bird flew into rage and immediately conducted a soul search on the others.

He discovered their situations mirrored Mo Lanfeng’s. After Zhu Xian caught their weaknesses, they were forced to betray sect secrets to save themselves.

However, Zhu Xian didn’t exploit them without compensation. Each time, they received ample rewards. For instance, in exchange for the blueprints of the Seventh-rank warship, Mo Lanfeng was directly given One Eighth-rank Treasure, which drastically increased his strength.

Mo Lanfeng lied about stumbling upon it through sheer luck, earning him countless envious glances. This raised no suspicion, gradually easing his worries and fostering a twisted loyalty toward Zhu Xian.

Under these circumstances, the scoundrels who reaped such benefits harbored little resistance. They continued covertly aiding Zhu Xian in gathering secrets, even internal intelligence—including details about Zhu Xian’s assassination targets.

At last, Old Bird pieced everything together. Zhu Xian had been systematically infiltrating Mo Sect, meticulously stealing classified information.

What’s more, this wasn’t limited to Mo Sect. Other major sects—whether righteous, evil, or neutral—likely harbored Zhu Xian’s hidden operatives too.

While this alone might not cripple Mo Sect, Old Bird feared these spies were merely the tip of the iceberg.

Zhu Xian had existed for tens of thousands of years, yet Fang Lie’s intelligence only covered recent decades. Who could guarantee no spies had been planted in earlier years?

Perhaps even Mo Sect’s higher-ups had been compromised!

Alarmed by this dire possibility, Old Bird couldn’t remain idle. Activating his divine skill, he traversed mountains and rivers in an instant, materializing before Mo Qianxun.

Upon arrival, Old Bird sensed turmoil. Mo Qianxun was berating a crowd of juniors.

After Mo Lanfeng’s arrest, his parents, uncles, and dozens of influential family members—all descendants of Mo Qianxun—had stormed in.

As one of the Mo family’s brightest young stars, second only to Mo Lanyun, Mo Lanfeng had enjoyed immense favor. Relatives showered him with attention, hoping to secure his goodwill for their own offspring.

Now their efforts lay in ruins. A promising leader of the younger generation had been personally crippled by Mo Qianxun. How could they accept this?

They came weeping and demanding answers. Had Mo Qianxun not been their patriarch, violence might have erupted.

But Mo Qianxun understood the importance of concealing family shame. Revealing the truth would stain the Mo family’s honor forever.

Thus, he only lambasted them for poor parenting, refusing to disclose the real reason.

Without justification, the crowd remained unconvinced—especially Mo Lanfeng’s parents. Desperate for answers, they threw themselves to the floor, wailing and thrashing about.

The dignified Mo family council hall descended into chaotic uproar.

Old Bird arrived at the peak of this commotion. Spotting him, Mo Lanfeng’s mother—blaming the bird for her son’s fate—charged forward screaming, "You plague-ridden fowl ruined my boy! I’ll tear you feather from bone!"

Never before insulted so grievously, Old Bird flushed green with fury. He nearly activated the protective array to punish her.

Thankfully, Mo Qianxun intervened. Fearful of his daughter-in-law’s death, he seized her mid-air, silencing and immobilizing her.

Tossing her to his son, Mo Qianxun frowned at Old Bird. "Finished?"

"Done!" Old Bird snapped. "You’re in deep trouble. Were there another Semi-Immortal or late-stage Thunder Tribulation expert in the Mo family, I’d have deposed you myself!"

Gasps erupted. Deposing the Sect Leader? Such audacity!

Mo Qianxun paled. "Even if Lanfeng erred momentarily, my fault lies only in oversight. Surely that warrants no removal?"

"Wrong!" Old Bird spat. "Your grandson wasn’t momentarily foolish—he’s rotten to the core!" He hurled a memory orb containing the soul-search findings.

Mo Qianxun scanned it. His body swayed violently before he coughed blood, roaring with grief and fury: "That vile creature! Beast! He deserves the Thousand Cuts—may his body and soul perish!"

His thunderous shout burst the crowd’s seven orifices, felling all but the three Thunder Tribulation Immortals, who barely remained standing—shaken to their cores.

They had lived for thousands of years but had never seen Mo Qianxun so furious. Through this incident, they finally realized Mo Lanfeng’s crime must have been sky-high!

"Mo Wanling!" Mo Qianxun suddenly shouted at a Fire Tribulation Immortal lying on the ground. "You stay! Everyone else scram!"

None dared remain under Mo Qianxun’s rage. They all fled except three Thunder Tribulation Immortals – Mo Qianxun’s uncles and Grand Elders of the Mo family who had authority over clan matters.

Ignoring them, Mo Qianxun addressed a quivering old man on the floor. "Mo Wanling! As forging Elder for Yuan Yang Fire Ships, did you show all secret blueprints to Mo Lanfeng?"

"Er…" Mo Wanling hesitated, face twisted in distress.

"Speak!" roared Mo Qianxun.

"I did!" Mo Wanling blurted, trembling. "He wanted reference materials for his treasure ship!"

"Fool!" Mo Qianxun slapped him so hard he flew through air. "Sect rules state only forging supervisors may view complete blueprints – not even me! Did you forget?"

"But…he’s destined to replace me as supervisor!" Mo Wanling clutched his cheek. "I thought early access harmless!"

"Harmless?" Mo Qianxun spat bitterly. "Unless selling blueprints to Zhu Xian counts!"

"What?!" The three Thunder Tribulation Immortals leaped from their seats as Mo Wanling gasped.

Losing Yuan Yang Fire Ship blueprints devastated Mo Sect since they were most numerous. Worse, the leak originated from Mo family itself.

Mo Lanfeng being the Sect Leader’s grandson and personally-trained Talents made this betrayal not just personal failure, but Mo family’s greatest disgrace.

Had other clans lost the blueprints, Mo Qianxun’s responsibility would’ve been lesser. But his own blood’s treachery justified Old Bird’s call for his removal.

Mo Qianxun himself felt suffocated by shame. A prideful man, he’d have resigned immediately had Mo family possessed another Semi-Immortal candidate. But lacking alternatives trapped him in humiliation, making him cough blood.

"Irrefutable evidence from Soul search," Mo Qianxun weakly waved Old Bird’s materials. After reviewing, all present inhaled sharply.

Mo Wanling collapsed, kowtowing. "Sect Leader! This disciple deserves death!"

Though nephew rather than son, Mo Wanling had been raised by Mo Qianxun. Only deep trust earned him the lucrative forging position.

But leaking blueprints made him half-responsible. Sect rules demanded execution – even Mo Qianxun couldn’t override this.

Tears welled as Mo Qianxun shook his head. "My fault for assigning that traitor to you!"

"My blindness!" Mo Wanling wailed.

"Sect rules bind me," Mo Qianxun declared. "But I’ll care for your family and guard your Reincarnation. Last requests?"

"None." Mo Wanling smiled bitterly. "I don’t blame Lanfeng – he was coerced. But those behind him…"

"They’ll pay!" Mo Qianxun vowed. "I’ll make Zhu Xian face earth-shattering vengeance or renounce my name!"

A palm strike shattered Mo Wanling’s heart.

Coldly addressing the three Immortals, Mo Qianxun ordered: "Treat his family well. Repeat Fang Lie’s incident and regret follows."

"Understood!"

"Enough family drama," Old Bird interjected. "Zhu Xian’s spies likely exceed this. Our records span fifty years – they’ve existed millennia."

"Investigate!" Mo Qianxun growled. "Activate Mingxin Tablet! Test everyone starting from me by cultivation rank! Seal the mountains until completion!"