Chapter 90: I Will Only Say This Once; Those Who Bully My People: Die!

Accompanied by a voice as light as a feather, the spiritual power binding Lu Jin shattered instantly. The earth-shaking roar made everyone’s expression stiffen with shock. Even the Mo Family Ancestor felt his face pale in that instant.

“Who is it? What arrogant words!”

The Mo Family Ancestor’s voice was low. His gaze swept in all directions as his spiritual power spread rapidly, attempting to find the speaker.

“Threatening this Seat? You deserve a beating!”

Buzz!

As that ordinary voice fell, a streak of eerie, profound light flashed by. The very space seemed to warp at that moment. The light flickered and then landed a solid blow right on the Mo Family Ancestor’s face.

Pa!

The crisp sound of a slap echoed. Under this attack, the Mo Family Ancestor seemed to have been struck by an immobilization art; he remained perfectly still. Then, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he took a full-force slap to the face.

The strength of that slap was simply too great. The Mo Family Ancestor, who had just appeared with such overbearing momentum, was sent tumbling backward through the air like a dead dog with no power to resist.

Hiss!

In an instant, a wave of uproar spread like a tide. Everyone’s eyes were filled with deep shock. Even Lu Jin’s gaze paused for a second.

Empress Qinglian had not even shown herself, yet she had swatted a Mo Family Ancestor: whose Zifu Transformation stage was unknown: like a dead dog?

This was simply too domineering!

“Heavens! Who is protecting Senior Brother Lu Jin? With such strength, it must be a legendary Xuanzun!”

“A Xuanzun? Impossible! Those are supreme experts who only exist in legends. Forget our Qingzhou: even the entire Tianxuan Empire likely does not have an expert of that level!”

“So that is it! No wonder Senior Brother Lu Jin could advance to such startling combat power in such a short time. It turns out he has a high-level expert guiding him! And this expert’s combat power completely surpasses the Mo Family Ancestor. This is inconceivable; it is unbelievable!”

“This is a good thing. No matter what, this is a massive blessing! The Ten Thousand Swords Sect should be saved now!”

The experts of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect watching from afar were beyond excited. They had thought that today would be a certain death trap once the Mo Family Ancestor arrived. They never expected Lu Jin to have such a trump card. With such a powerful existence backing him, the Mo Family would have to think twice before touching the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Could this… be that kid’s greatest reliance?

At this moment, Chu Tianxiong’s expression was also filled with shock. To be able to directly slap the Mo Family Ancestor into the dirt without even appearing: what kind of terrifying cultivation level had this person reached?

Amidst his shock, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally began to relax.

“An… Ancestor?”

Watching his Ancestor being slapped to the ground, Mo Tuojiang was completely dumbfounded. For a moment, he was in a daze, thinking he was dreaming. Only in dreams could such an unrealistic thing happen.

Kacha!

The Mo Family Ancestor, who had been thrown into the distance, scrambled pathetically to his feet. He gritted his teeth, his gaze searching the surroundings for the attacker, but he found nothing.

“I will only say this once: those who bully my people: die.”

The indifferent words seemed to come from nowhere in the void, yet the entire space was filled with that casual voice.

As her words fell, a humming sound echoed. The Mo Family Ancestor’s aura erupted with full force. A yellow turtle-shell phantom swirled around his body; it was a supreme defensive spiritual treasure, no lower than the Heaven-tier.

“Who are you, Your Excellency? Do you know that I am the Ancestor of the Mo Family from the Blood Moon Holy Land? You have humiliated this Seat today; do you know the consequences—”

Boom!

The Mo Family Ancestor had not even finished his sentence before a thunderous explosion rang out. The void trembled violently as a giant palm reached out from the sky and slammed down toward him.

“What a terrifying aura…”

Seeing the giant palm print descending from the heavens, the Mo Family Ancestor panicked completely. He really shouldn’t have disregarded his life for the sake of “face.”

Unfortunately, he had no time for regret, much less resistance. In the next second, the palm print crashed down. The supreme defensive treasure on his body: its level unknown: exploded instantly, turning into a cloud of yellow spiritual Qi aftershocks. Along with his flesh and blood body, he was blasted into absolute nothingness.

The entire process took less than three breaths.

Under that single palm, the earth trembled and the void roared, as if even the clouds in the highest heavens had been shattered. The Mo Family Ancestor, whose name made others turn pale and who could have wiped out the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect with a single move, had now completely vanished into smoke.

Within the massive mountain gate, even the sounds of uproar vanished. It was pin-drop silent.

Thump!

Suddenly, a figure knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowing incessantly. It was the Mo Family Head, Mo Tuojiang. His nerves were stretched to the breaking point; he was nearly scared witless, frantically kowtowing in all directions in an attempt to beg for his life.

“Kid, how you handle this is up to you.”

Empress Qinglian’s voice rang in Lu Jin’s ear. Lu Jin immediately expressed his gratitude.

“Many thanks to the Empress for your assistance!”

He understood that if Empress Qinglian had not acted, he likely would not have escaped the Mo Family Ancestor’s clutches today, even if he had exhausted all his methods.

“Forget the thanks. Once you have finished handling these matters, remember to rejuvenate your spirit and come find this Empress of your own accord.”

Lu Jin: …

“What, you are unwilling?”

“I… I am willing. I am willing…”

“That is more like it.”

With that, Empress Qinglian’s voice vanished. Lu Jin looked at Mo Tuojiang, whose forehead was already bleeding from kowtowing, and frowned.

“Mo Tuojiang, there is only one way to stay alive. The Mo Family must submit to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect; submit to the Sect Master!”

Mo Tuojiang’s cultivation had already been abolished. Killing him now would bring no benefit; it was better to make use of him.

Hearing Lu Jin’s words, Mo Tuojiang’s ashen eyes suddenly lit up.

“I am willing! I am willing! I am willing to submit to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect! I am willing to lead the Mo Family to submit to Sect Master Chu!”

Lu Jin gave a cold, indifferent smile. “It depends on your performance. Hand over your spatial ring and get lost.”

As Lu Jin’s words fell, Mo Tuojiang immediately handed over his ring, then scrambled and crawled away, fleeing from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Looking at Mo Tuojiang’s desperate flight, the crowd remained petrified; for a long time, there was no movement.

“Is it finally… over…?”

Long Xiwei murmured to herself. Her worry for Lu Jin had long since vanished with Empress Qinglian’s majestic and domineering voice. It was replaced by shock, disbelief, and a sense of loss that followed the surprise.

Seeing Lu Jin again, the shock he brought her was far stronger than the first time. This intense shock also pushed her heart away from him, as if they were drifting further apart.

After a period of silence in the plaza, a wave of cheers suddenly erupted like a tide. The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect shouted to the heavens, raising their arms and cheering to celebrate this victory that had seen so many twists and turns.

“Lu Jin, today is all thanks to you: and that expert.”

Chu Tianxiong walked to Lu Jin’s side, his eyes full of sincerity.

“Thank that senior on my behalf. If that senior has any needs, feel free to promise her on my behalf. This Seat will certainly do his utmost!”

Lu Jin nodded. Just then, a female disciple with a curvaceous figure walked up to Lu Jin’s side. It was not Long Xiwei, but rather Yan Mo, the female disciple who had successfully been selected for the Eight-Part Blood Dragon Altar assessment after the testing.

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Footnotes:

TN1

Zifu (紫府): Purple Mansion Realm. A high stage of cultivation where the practitioner develops their internal “mansion.”

TN2

Xuanzun (玄尊): Mysterious Venerable. A realm mentioned as being legendary and potentially non-existent in the local region.

TN3

Rivers of blood (血流漂橹): An idiom literally meaning “blood flows so much that it can float a shield,” describing a scene of extreme slaughter.