Seeing the Sect Master depart, Ying Chengfeng, Duanmu Lei, and others slightly relaxed their expressions. With the Sect Master praising Lin Mo as the genius of the Mystic Realm Sect that appears once in a million years, such an evaluation had barely ever appeared in the history of the Mystic Realm Sect.
Among the geniuses of the younger generation in the Mystic Realm Sect, none other than Lin Mo!
"Hmph!" Duanmu Lei turned his head, his gaze like a poison snake glancing at the other. He wished to cut the latter into pieces, but he dared not act on it.
"A genius once in a million years, such bold prestige. The history is never short of geniuses, but those who fall halfway are countless. Lin Mo, you must be cautious." Duanmu Lei said grimly, looking at Lin Mo and speaking slowly.
Lin Mo's gaze was not faint in the slightest, directly eting the previous speaker's eyes, he smiled lightly and said, "Thanks for Elder Duanmu's reminder, Lin Mo will surely live well, no need to trouble Elder Duanmu."
"Yin'er, let's go!" Duanmu Lei's face flushed as he said coldly, sweeping his hand, and a gentle True Yuan enveloped Duanmu Yin. The two imdiately turned into a Flowing Light and disappeared into the horizon's end.
The crowd at the Illusion Realm Mountain was in an uproar. Lin Mo actually forced the Law Enforcent Elder to apologize to a servant with the lowest status in the Mystic Realm Sect. This ti, Duanmu Lei utterly lost face, and in the future, he would inevitably retaliate and target Lin Mo.
However, what surprised everyone more was that Lin Mo refused the Sect Master's request to accept him as a Closed-door Disciple. It is known if he beca the Sect Master's Closed-door Disciple, Duanmu Lei could only swallow his pride, not to ntion gaining nurous supports on his cultivation path.
This is good fortune everyone craves, yet Lin Mo would refuse.
Seeing Duanmu Lei leave, Ying Chengfeng led Su Yuanfan, Feng Rupei, and others to Lin Mo's side.
"Lin Mo, passing the Illusion Tower and self-realizing the tower's twentieth layer, this is sothing the Seven Sects have never encountered, even the Sect Master appeared. It shows the high expectations the Sect Master has for you!" Ying Chengfeng looked at Lin Mo with a gentle gaze, his face displaying an uncontainable joy.
Lin Mo is a disciple of the Seven Sects, now rising powerfully, naturally, he as the Sect Leader also rises with the tides.
"Sect Leader, you're too kind. The disciple just had a bit of luck." Lin Mo replied.
"Being lucky wouldn't get you this far, the Heavenly Rank Nine-Pattern Golden Pill, future limitless potential, even holding a high position in the Mystic Realm Sect is no issue." Ying Chengfeng laughed, shaking his head.
Lin Mo smiled faintly, lowering his gaze to the pale Qing Su in his arms, slight sword eyebrows furrowed, "Sect Leader, Qing Su's injured, I want to send her back to recuperate..."
"Hmm, you must be tired from the challenge too, take a rest first, don't forget the Sect Master's words, rember to go see the Sect Master." Ying Chengfeng nodded, then looked at Feng Rupei, saying: "Master Feng, prepare so Elixirs and send them to Lin Mo later."
"Yes, Sect Leader." Feng Rupei's cheek muscles twitched a bit but nodded.
Afterwards, Lin Mo took his leave carrying Qing Su and returned directly to Bright Moon Manor.
"Damn it, to strike a girl so harshly!" Lin Mo looked at the weak, disheveled girl lying on the bed, a spark of consuming anger ignited in his eyes.
If it weren't for the Sect Master's presence, that old thief Duanmu Lei wouldn't even have uttered an apology, Lin Mo clenched his fists. Due to the weakness of his power and status, those around him were hurt again.
"If given the chance, surely make that old thief Duanmu Lei regret his actions today." Lin Mo clenched his fist, joints crackling loudly.
As per Ying Chengfeng's instructions, Feng Rupei brought so Healing Spiritual dicine to Lin Mo's Bright Moon Manor. A Hall Master is the highest position under an elder, and Feng Rupei himself is not weak, ranking high among the Seven Sects Masters.
"Let him stew a bit longer, he ought to co out now." Lin Mo glanced at Qing Su lying on the bed, leisurely left the room, heading to the manor's hall.
At that mont, Feng Rupei stood outside the hall. As a dignified Seven Sects Master entering Lin Mo's manor, there were no chairs, and Lin Mo had kept him waiting for so ti before coming out. Were he an ordinary disciple, he'd likely be nervously rushing to greet him, but Lin Mo was 'audacious'.
"Master Feng."
Accompanied by a gentle voice, Lin Mo appeared at the manor hall entrance.
"Mr. Lin, you've co out..." Feng Rupei's stiff face imdiately filled with smiles, slightly humble in stance.
"Busy healing Qing Su, sorry to have delayed Master Feng." Lin Mo smiled slightly.
"Not at all, not at all, Mr. Lin should take care of his matters first. I'm free anyway, won't waste ti." Feng Rupei laughed fawningly, then took out a small white porcelain bottle, "Mr. Lin, this is my treasured Healing Holy dicine, I hope it helps Miss Qing Su."
"Thank you, Master Feng."
Lin Mo took the small porcelain bottle, the bottle sealed with a Dharma Seal, but a faint fragrant dicinal scent still wafted.
"These are trivial things. If Mr. Lin has any instructions, feel free to inform Feng, will surely spare no effort!" Feng Rupei cupped his hands in respect.
A dignified Seven Sects Master being so fawningly respectful to an Outer Disciple, other disciples, upon seeing it, wouldn't be surprised. Lin Mo is no longer an ordinary disciple. If Lin Mo becos the Sect Master's Closed-door Disciple, his status will be elevated, far beyond an Outer Sect Master's reach.
Moreover, Lin Mo publicly made Duanmu Lei apologize to a servant of low status, what is Feng Rupei compared?
"Alright, I won't see you off." Lin Mo squeezed the white porcelain plate, smiling.
"Mr. Lin, I'll take my leave." Feng Rupei's heart was deeply aggrieved, eager to leave quickly, bade farewell, then turned into a Flowing Light and soared away.
Lin Mo watched the figure disappear from view, slightly shook his head, whether in worldly affairs or the Cultivation World, human affection is thin.
With the Healing Holy dicine Feng Rupei sent, Lin Mo returned to the room, imdiately fed Qing Su, then operated the Cultivation Technique to heal her injuries almost entirely.
"Cough..." Qing Su coughed lightly, having regained her senses. Despite a hint of weakness on her pure face, she would regain her usual vitality and shine with just a few days' recovery. A gentle curve spread from her mouth corners, "Young Master, thank you."
"You are my servant, and Duanmu Lei dares capture you, not seeing in his eyes." Lin Mo smiled, "Actually, if not for , Duanmu Lei wouldn't have vented his anger on you."
"Young Master, don't say that. Qing Su's status is humble, a re ant in the Mystic Realm Sect, even if I died, my family wouldn't grieve!" Qing Su said sorrowfully, slowly, "Just Young Master, for soone of lowly status like a servant to make the Law Enforcent Elder apologize, if word reaches my family, I'm afraid it will cause panic within the clan."
"With here, no one can bully those by my side, not even the Law Enforcent Elder." Lin Mo's eyes flashed a chill, coldly said with a voice containing extre confidence.
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