Chapter 614

Chapter 614: The Hundred-Year Pact

Upon hearing this, Mo Qianxun fell silent. The Mo Sect specialized in mechanical arts and relied on large treasure weapons to maintain their standing. However, their individual cultivation levels, especially among high-tier combatants, remained slightly inferior.

The Mo Sect barely maintained one Semi-Immortal guardian at any time. Rarely did two coexist, as the lineage operated through succession—one ascending while another emerged, leaving them perpetually vulnerable.

Zhu Xian, unable to achieve ascension, had stockpiled numerous Semi-Immortals. Though collectively incapable of breaching Mo Sect’s defenses, they posed a genuine threat to the sect’s foundations. This dilemma weighed heavily on Mo Qianxun.

As Mo Qianxun struggled, Fang Lie stepped forward again, sneering, "Three Semi-Immortals wielding two Ninth-Rank Treasures failed to kill a junior cultivator. I even captured one alive in single combat. Such pathetic Semi-Immortals! You truly believe these incompetents threaten Mo Sect?"

"You—" Chen Feng choked on his fury, unable to refute the humiliating truth.

"Fang Lie," he finally spat, "I acknowledge your skills, but luck favored you! Had I personally intervened, could you have escaped?"

"You?" Fang Lie scoffed. "Today I might falter, but within a century, I’ll crush you singlehandedly!"

"Arrogant whelp!" Chen Feng’s anger crystallized into cold malice. "Let us wager—Zhu Xian shall spare Mo Sect for a century. Afterward, we duel to the death without treasures, relying solely on cultivation. Dare you?"

"Gladly!" Fang Lie retorted. "When I win, return what you stole and surrender a Ninth-Rank Treasure. When you lose, I’ll return your captive."

"Agreed," Chen Feng snapped. "But your sect must refrain from soul-searching my agents during this truce!"

"Wait!" Mo Qianxun interjected urgently. "This is unjust! A Semi-Immortal dueling a junior?"

"The boy boasted he could defeat me," Chen Feng countered slyly. "Does your Benevolence Token Lord recant his vows?"

Mo Qianxun turned to Fang Lie, exasperated. "Chen Feng has twenty millennia of cultivation! Not a hundred years—ten thousand wouldn’t suffice! How can you face him treasureless?"

Fang Lie smiled faintly. "Trust my plans."

Though possessing undying nature, Fang Lie remained bound by mortality’s constraints. Advancing to Golden Pool Realm through twelve layers of Linglong Qi Locking Tower presented his greatest bottleneck. Yet success would grant power eclipsing ancient superpowers—a Qi Sea expanding from twenty thousand li to one hundred twenty thousand li, amplified by Nirvana Divine Phoenix Classic and Innate Great Five Elements Nascent Fetus Classic. Such strength could overwhelm even multiple Semi-Immortals.

Mo Qianxun recognized the futility of dissuading Fang Family stubbornness. Through private message, he pressed, "Certainty or folly?"

"Would I gamble otherwise?" Fang Lie replied. "Worst outcome—Mo Sect gains a century’s peace."

This reasoning swayed Mo Qianxun. Fang Lie’s contributions already accelerated Mo Sect’s combat strength growth. A hundred years might render them capable of confronting Zhu Xian and Shi Shen. Even failure meant merely returning prisoners.

"Very well," Mo Qianxun conceded publicly. "But breach this truce, and Mo Sect retaliates mercilessly!"

"Naturally," Chen Feng vowed. "I swear a Heart Demon Oath as Zhu Xian’s Leader. In exchange, swear your sect won’t harm our agents or conspire against us."

Mo Qianxun grimaced. "Cunning indeed—securing peace while the world hunts you."

"Mutual benefit," Chen Feng shrugged. "Your sect avoids immediate retaliation after humiliating Zhu Xian—a rare achievement."

As Chen Feng’s image faded, Mo Qianxun exhaled. "Peace for a century."

"Yet our plan to unite the world against them fails," Fang Lie grumbled.

"Zhu Xian won’t find peace," Mo Qianxun’s eyes glinted. "While we’re bound by oaths, others aren’t. Wanfang—leak news of Zhu Xian infiltrating our sect and stealing inheritances."

Understanding flashed across Mo Wanfang’s face as he departed to execute the scheme.

"Brilliant!" Fang Lie grinned. "Now every sect will investigate their own breaches!"

The revelation would force major sects to uncover Zhu Xian’s espionage, igniting universal wrath. Mo Qianxun’s network would doubtless plant evidence to exacerbate tensions. While sects battled Zhu Xian, Mo Sect would profit as neutral arms dealers.

"Hence why they call me Old Fox," Mo Qianxun chuckled, his wisdom weaving storms while standing clear of thunderclouds.