Chapter 542

Chapter 542: Bird Bro Loses His Temper

"Hmph!" Bird Bro sneered coldly. "You really want me to follow the rules?"

"Of course!" Huo Wufang declared. "Rules make order! The Mo Sect’s lasted millennia because we keep them!"

"Exactly!" another chimed in. "As Benevolence Token Lord, you should uphold sect rules most strictly!"

"Your recklessness insults our ancestors!" a third added. "Even Mo Ancestor wouldn’t forgive this!"

"Splendid arguments!" Old Bird chuckled darkly. "Then explain this—why was Fang Lie, our loyalist’s heir, denied protection? Why was he framed for mass murder instead?"

The four token lords flushed. Mo Qianxun mumbled, "Our oversight…"

"Bullshit!" Old Bird roared. "Oversight? After I executed dozens myself? Thousands died—Qi Sea novices, Golden Pool adepts, Wind Tribulation Immortal Elders! Even your own kin! Still call this oversight?"

The lords paled. Ordinary deaths could be dismissed, but Fang Lie’s purge reached even a deposed Brave Token Lord. Their negligence was undeniable.

"By your precious rules," Old Bird thundered, "you four should be stripped for letting corruption fester! Bullying weaklings! Murdering freely! We resemble villains, not righteous cultivators!"

The lords cowered under the tirade.

"Truthfully," Old Bird growled, "you all deserve death! I let Fang Lie clean house to spare your dignity. Yet you demand rule-following? Very well—"

"Wait!" Mo Qianxun blurted. "We erred! Your word overrules all codes!"

Normally proud, the Sect Leader groveled effortlessly—Bird Bro outranked even Mo Ancestor’s descendants.

The other lords followed suit:

"Forgive our foolishness!"

"Don’t lower yourself to our level!"

"The treasures are yours to decide!"

Cornered by their failures, they capitulated. Old Bird could revoke their life-bound tokens, crippling them permanently.

Old Bird relented reluctantly. Though deserving punishment, the sect needed its leaders’ strength. Removing one Semi-Immortal and three late-stage Thunder Tribulation experts would cripple Mo Sect.

"Don’t play victims," Old Bird warned. "Your corruption warrants execution!"

"True," Mo Qianxun conceded, "but old habits…"

"Excuses!" Old Bird snapped. "Fang Lie’s methods work—execute the wicked, restore order. Thousands died, yet our sect improved! Continue this, or waste his efforts!"

Mo Qianxun nodded miserably before venturing, "Was humiliating four token lords worth protecting one boy?"

"Absolutely." Old Bird’s eyes gleamed. "Fang Lie surpasses you all. I’d sacrifice you four for him without blinking."

The lords gasped.

"I’m Sect Leader!" Mo Qianxun protested.

"The 248th leader," Old Bird countered. "There were hundreds like you. But Fang Lie’s inheritance is unique—mortal and Immortal Realm’s sole hope for Mo Sect’s rise. His undying nature defies even Semi-Immortal killers. Now, who matters more?"

"He does," Mo Qianxun admitted. "But what inheritance…"

"Top secret," Old Bird cut in. "Know this—his path could elevate Mo Sect beyond mortal realms. Cross him again, and I’ll end you personally."

The lords shuddered. A Qi Sea cultivator invincible against Semi-Immortals? They’d better befriend him.

Mo Qianxun sweated, recalling his grandson killed during Fang Lie’s purge—the reason he’d initially exiled Fang Lie to Wanxing Sea. But witnessing Fang Lie’s meteoric rise, he’d switched tactics, wedding granddaughter Mo Lanyun to him despite family protests.

Now understanding Fang Lie’s cosmic significance, the Old Fox rejoiced in his choice. The other lords similarly plotted marital alliances—such a unmatched son-in-law warranted any sacrifice.