Seeing Mo Lin perform the Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship, Fu Qi not only didn't feel nervous, but even showed a smile.
A long-lost smile appeared on his calm face.
"Mo Lin, I truly envy you for obtaining such an opportunity," Fu Qi said to Mo Lin sincerely.
"The Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship is very powerful, but many people can wield it. Is it really sothing to envy?" Wei Ji felt that Qi Fu was exaggerating.
Is it really?
Jingming Daoism has tens of thousands of disciples, with at least a few thousand skilled in Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship... It's powerful, but not sothing to envy this much, is it?
"Hehe..."
Fu Qi sneered, "This Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship is not the usual kind."
Fu Qi just said so, not caring whether Wei Ji and the others understood.
"Go ahead, Mo Lin. It's worth dying by your hand," Fu Qi seed ready to et his end.
Right now, living isn't much different from being dead for Fu Qi.
In fact, dying at Mo Lin's hand might even be liberation.
"Is there anything I can do to help you?"
If possible, Mo Lin wanted to turn Fu Qi into his strength.
Fu Qi shook his head, "You can't save ; no one can."
Fu Qi knew his own situation all too well; he was completely controlled by Xin Ziruo now.
Mo Lin simply couldn't save him.
"Alright then," Mo Lin sighed softly.
"Don't hold back, show how strong you've beco."
As his words fell, Fu Qi spread his arms wide.
"Splish splash..."
Blood water poured down, then converged, forming a Blood River within a kiloter.
Fu Qi ford a seal with both hands, causing the blood water to rise like waves, coalescing into a Blood Dragon.
The Wei Family mbers retreated to avoid being affected.
Those moving too slowly were hit by the blood water, causing their bodies to rot instantly.
The terrifying blood water possessed the ability to corrode everything.
At this mont, Fu Qi acted with full force, intending not only to die at Mo Lin's hands, but also to make himself Mo Lin's whetstone.
Mo Lin ford a seal with his left hand, performing the third move of Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship, "Jingming Sunlight."
As Mo Lin's hand movents were carried out, a blinding white light illuminated the entire world, making it hard for eyes to remain open.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."
The white light touched the blood water, creating thick white smoke just like water and fire eting.
Fu Qi ford a seal with both hands, blood water gathered on the ground, and the next mont, it directly engulfed Mo Lin.
Mo Lin's body was enveloped by the blood water.
From afar, Wei Liang saw Mo Lin engulfed by the blood water, and nervously swallowed his saliva.
He was worried that Mo Lin might die at Fu Qi's hands.
"Splish splash..."
Sword Qi manifested, causing nurous cuts in the blood water surrounding Mo Lin instantly.
Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship, second move, Sword Domain.
Sword Qi enveloped Mo Lin, preventing any living being from approaching within a ter.
"Anything else you want to say?" Mo Lin asked, pointing his Cyan Cloud Sword at Fu Qi.
"After I die, please take care of my wife," Fu Qi bowed deeply to Mo Lin.
As he stooped down, Mo Lin's Cyan Cloud Sword sliced through the air.
Fu Qi's head fell as Mo Lin's move ended.
It wasn't that Mo Lin was unwilling to leave a complete corpse for Fu Qi.
Mo Lin feared that Xin Ziruo might have left so trick behind on Fu Qi.
Thus, Mo Lin needed a killing blow, leaving no room for complications.
Once Fu Qi was executed.
The blood water on the ground instantly dispersed.
Wei Ji collapsed onto the ground, looking pale.
This Fu Qi was not just any ordinary person.
He was extrely powerful in the Holy Daughter's temple, only losing to Xin Ziruo's disciples.
Such a powerful person was slain by Mo Lin in one strike.
Mo Lin's terrifying prowess was apparent, far beyond what the Wei Family could contend with.
Following Mo Lin's execution of Fu Qi.
Silence fell among the Wei Family.
Silence born of fear rather than calm.
Mo Lin swept his cold gaze over Wei Ji and the others, asking coolly.
"Is anyone dissatisfied with ?"
"No, no," Wei Ji shook his head like a rattle, his attitude respectful.
"Open your mouth," Mo Lin ordered Wei Ji.
Wei Ji didn't understand Mo Lin's intention, so he obediently complied.
When Wei Ji opened his mouth, Mo Lin placed a Little Ghost inside.
After doing these things, Mo Lin felt at ease.
Even without saying anything, Wei Ji understood Mo Lin's aning.
With Fu Qi gone, the Wei Family was much more compliant.
"Can the border barrier be breached?" Mo Lin asked Wei Liang.
If the border barrier broke, ordinary people in the East District could escape to the South District, finding a way to survive.
Upon hearing Mo Lin's query, Wei Liang's legs weakened.
"Lord Mo Lin, you really don't understand the current situation in the East District."
Wei Liang awkwardly explained to Mo Lin, "Don't underestimate this isolation barrier.
This barrier involves the interests of countless people in both East and South Districts.
Not just you, but even the Six-Eared Race or Jingming Daoism cannot break this barrier.
Let alone whether or not it can be breached, no one dares to break this barrier."
Mo Lin wasn't very familiar with matters of the East District.
After all, Mo Lin had a blank year in the East District.
That was when Mo Lin was imprisoned in the Yellow Springs Prison.
"Tell about Xin Ziruo," Mo Lin was most eager to know about Xin Ziruo.
He would eventually face Xin Ziruo and wanted to understand her tactics before then.
"I haven't t Xin Ziruo, but I know so of her disciples."
Wei Liang slowly explained to Mo Lin, "Her first disciple is now at the Great Spirit Mountain.
The second disciple is in the Yellow Springs Realm.
The third disciple veers toward the Evil Buddha.
The fourth disciple is even more formidable, possessing impressive ghost-controlling techniques."
It wasn't a secret, and practically everyone knew.
Mo Lin was a bit surprised.
This Xin Ziruo truly had the energy, taking on so many disciples without feeling burdened.
The next steps were straightforward: driving out Goddess Temple and subduing Qi Family.
Arranging people to take care of Fu Qi's wife.
Though trivial, it consud an entire week of Mo Lin's ti.
Throughout this week, Mo Lin learned a lot.
For instance, many powerful individuals had arrived in the East District.
"Lord Mo Lin, soone wants to see you," Wei Liang reported respectfully as he entered the room.
Mo Lin's thoughts about visiting the Hongzhou Gen Family were suddenly interrupted.
"Looking for ?" Mo Lin shouldn't have anyone familiar here.
"Yes, I'm here for you."
Before Wei Liang could speak, a man in black walked into the room.
The man wore a gray-white coat, had a shaved head, and had a horizontal sword at his waist.
"Anything?" Mo Lin inquired of the man.
"My master wants to invite you to Yun Mountain." The man maintained a courteous attitude toward Mo Lin.
"I'm not going." Mo Lin knew of Yun Mountain, roughly a few hundred kiloters from Hongzhou.
It's a city area.
"Please don't rush to refuse; let finish."
"Xin Ziruo's fourth disciple will also be at Yun Mountain, and this visit concerns matters of immortality.
If you don't go and Xin Ziruo discovers the secret of immortality, you might regret it."
Mo Lin raised an eyebrow.
This was clearly not a spontaneous speech; the words struck directly at Mo Lin's vital concern.
Obviously, they had investigated Mo Lin before coming.
"We invite you to Yun Mountain because there's a finger you possess; we'll see you at Yun Mountain in three days." Without waiting for Mo Lin's response, the man turned and left.
Mo Lin turned to see Wei Liang with a look of envy.
"My heavens... Yun Mountain for discussing immortality?"
Wei Liang rushed forward, clutching Mo Lin's hand and exclaid, "Lord Mo Lin, you must go to Yun Mountain.
You absolutely must go."
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