Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 515 - 515 139 The So-Called Oath_3

Chapter 515: Chapter 139: The So-Called Oath_3 Chapter 515: Chapter 139: The So-Called Oath_3 “No more comfort needed.”

Mo Qingkong gave a bitter smile, “We brothers have known each other for so many years, we know each other deeply. I was born this way, it is no secret among the upper echelons of Supreme Mountain… and it was initially done, for the sake of the legacy of the Supreme Mountain’s cultivation techniques… It was deliberately created by our ancestors… a congenital defect within the womb.”

Both of their hearts instantly relaxed.

So, that was how it was.

For the sake of the Supreme Mountain’s cultivation techniques… It seemed that Mo Qingkong had prepared for this long ago.

Would they not have to take the alternative, then?

Mo Qingkong gave a bitter smile, “Before, only those of us at the higher levels knew about this, and it didn’t matter. However, as it is now known by outsiders, it is no longer suitable for me to show my face anymore. From now on…all affairs will require more of both your attentions.”

“Big brother, rest assured.”

“As for these children…they are all innocent. Do not look down on them.” said Mo Qingkong.

“Big brother, what are you saying? Do you think we are such people?”

“Hmm… Keep a close eye on capturing Wenmou.”

Mo Qingkong closed his eyes.

Both Wu Ao and Li Zhan felt as though a huge weight had been lifted from their hearts.

The words spoken were indeed forthright.

After all, have they not maintained a sworn brotherhood for over a thousand years? What sort of ill intention could their big brother harbor?

As the two of them turned to leave, Mo Qingkong tilted his head, hiding his gaunt face from view, a flash of indescribable maliciousness crossing his face.

All the muscles in his face twitched and contorted.

A trickle of fresh blood silently flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

It wasn’t the blood of an internal injury, but… as a result of him biting down hard on the inside of his own lip, to the point of ragged flesh…

In between his eyebrows, at this moment, flickered a hatred and resentment so intense that it could shatter heaven and earth!

…

Time slowly passed.

Mo Yuantu and Mo Yuanqing, having heard their father’s words, were both on the verge of crying out loud.

“Let big brother recover from his injuries here first, and then we will make our calculations.”

Everyone, with their minds at ease, put all their effort into helping Mo Qingkong recuperate. It has to be said that Mo Qingkong’s status here was overwhelming. Without him, even if there were masters present, they still felt like a ship without its compass.

By afternoon, Mo Qingkong was already able to sit up.

His complexion seemed somewhat better as well.

His speech, demeanor, voice, and movements were all looking unchanged.

As dusk approached again, some of the Supreme Mountain group began to take out food from their Space Rings and started cooking, while some gathered around bonfires to barbecue game meat.

The small valley appeared peaceful.

There were still sporadic sounds of fighting in the distance, but they were already quite remote.

Hidden inside a tree hole, Feng Yin was growing restless waiting.

He was somewhat puzzled as to why, after all this time, not a single person had approached this small valley?

Yes, Feng Yin had indeed come for revenge, but, he was also clear of his own abilities.

His best scenario would be a group of people arriving, then the Ghostly Soul Snake causing chaos effortlessly, resulting in a great fight on both sides…

That was Feng Yin’s real aim.

In the midst of the chaos, getting his fierce revenge. Using opponents’ strength against them was the best strategy!

And without exposing himself too.

But this entire day had passed, and it was alarmingly quiet.

Not a single soul had arrived.

Physician Feng had been sitting inside for so long that his buttocks were going numb.

As dawn rose and dusk fell, another night passed, the morning wind blew strongly, yet there was still an eerie quiet.

Mo Qingkong was already able to stand on one leg and his gaunt flesh was showing some signs of recovery.

Yet, still no one had come.

While Feng Yin was hidden inside the tree hole cultivating, watching these people and patiently waiting.

“I’m not missing the chance for you, this is Supreme Mountain, a place overflowing with benefits. Whoever comes will be in luck, as long as they are powerful enough… If you insist on waiting until Mo Qingkong is fully recovered before coming, it will be your own fault for getting into trouble, and you can’t blame me.”

Feng Yin muttered silently to himself while cultivating.

Just as Mo Qingkong’s cultivation had recovered more than half and he started to move his body, starting to attempt to heal his broken leg…

Finally, there was some movement.

In the rushing wind, there was a powerful force moving towards them.

Quite a few people were coming.

And their strength was formidable.

Feng Yin was suddenly invigorated.

Through the notification from Dragon Wood, Feng Yin knew that there were more than a hundred people coming.

Flying in the air.

And the people below, such as Wu Ao, evidently noticed too.

They rose to their feet, vigilant, gazing in the direction from which the imposing aura approached.

Their senses told them that the newcomers were far from ordinary.

Suddenly, the hundred or so people skimmed over the treetops and dove straight into the valley, dismounting in the sky above.

Feng Yin immediately had a thought.

His fully evolved Ghostly Soul Snake had silently slipped out a while ago and was now waiting beneath a clump of grass in the valley. This position was less than a zhang (Chinese foot) away from the circular formation of Supreme Mountain disciples.

Furthermore, he’d used the time to dig more than a dozen deep holes leading off in different directions, preparing a multitude of escape routes.

“Oh, isn’t this Lord Mo the Fifth of Supreme Mountain!”

Someone laughed heartily, “Miao Zhen of Jun Mountain, special visit. Heard Lord Mo’s thigh got a little injured, so we thought we’d pay him a visit.”

Their voice was filled with endless mockery.

Wu Ao gnashed his teeth, demanding, “Miao Zhen! The Three Mountains are equals, watching each other’s backs. What are you implying?”

Miao Zhen was in fact the highest-ranked martial artist of Jun Mountain, which was the least prestigious of the Three Mountains.

Miao Zhen chuckled, “All I ever see are the usual back-stabbings. I’ve never seen any of this ‘watching each other’s backs’. If it weren’t for Supreme Mountain using its trickery against our Jun Mountain predecessor, how could you rank first among the Three Mountains!”

The Three Mountains may appear united on the surface, but the behind-the-scenes power struggle was even more ferocious than that in the ordinary martial arts world.

No one wanted to be on the same level as others; everyone strove to stand out.

For tens of thousands of years, an endless array of open and covert conflicts had ensued.

It had been an established consensus.

Mo Qingkong sat on the ground, his voice serene, “Miao Zhen, did you come to mock me?”

Miao Zhen laughed loudly, “I heard Lord Mo the Fifth is quite the joke, am I right?”

Miao Zhen and his Jun Mountain disciples hadn’t planned on stirring up any trouble. But suddenly a dark shadow flew by and dropped a strip of cloth.

Picking it up and looking, it turned out to be a joke.

Or rather, a piece of juicy gossip!

This piqued Miao Zhen’s interest immediately, he couldn’t believe the person who has always rubbed him the wrong way has such a scandal! There was no way he was going to miss out on this juicy gossip!

So, he hurried over.

In other words, if it weren’t for Azure Dragon spreading rumors as a gossipy creature, Feng Yin might have to wait here for a few more days without seeing anyone.

After all, with so many masters from Cloud Top here, everyone was more cautious.

While Miao Zhen was interested in seeing Mo Qingkong’s scandalous situation, he didn’t actually intend to start a fight.

Mo Qingkong’s eyes emitted a light like a venomous snake, “To mock me, did you need to bring so many people?”

Miao Zhen laughed heartily, “Everyone is curious about Lord Mo the Fifth’s affairs…”

Before he could finish, Wu Ao and Mo Yuantu angrily whipped out their weapons and threw them upwards.

They meant to interrupt the conversation, not to injure anyone.

But just then, a disciple of Supreme Mountain let out a sudden scream.

He fell down without another word.

His face turned black, then instantly pale.

With a tilt of his head, he died!

Underneath his corpse, the Ghostly Soul Snake had injected its venom directly into his heart. Without loosening its jaw, it drained the disciple’s life and then sucked its venom back.

It then slipped soundlessly back into a small hole.

With a flick of its tail.

Dirt covered the entrance of the hole.

“Brother Guan!”

A disciple from Supreme Mountain was shocked and hurried over to check. He found Brother Guan’s eyes wide open in anger, clearly already dead.

“Brother Guan is dead…”

This disciple screamed in grief, “You people from Jun Mountain, how dare you harm us like this!”

Mo Qingkong, already filled with anger, sneered, “You came to mock me?”

Did that damn gossip already get out?

Just as Miao Zhen prepared to defend himself, Mo Qingkong shouted furiously, “Kill!”

If a fight was unavoidable, better to start it himself rather than let this bastard complete his sentence!

Wu Ao and Li Zhan drew their swords, ready for battle.

The disciples of Supreme Mountain, having been pent up with frustration for days and now with another fallen comrade, were filled with explosive rage and rushed forward to fight.

…

[There will be another chapter tonight.

But it’s nothing more than fulfilling a promise. There’s nothing I can do if so many people despise me.]