The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 456 - 455: Annoying Harassment

Chapter 456: Chapter 455: Annoying Harassment

"Alliance Hierarch, I have evidence to prove that someone has been slandering me," the Mo Family Patriarch denied everything. His heart seethed with secret hatred. He would remember today’s incident and would certainly make these people pay in the future.

The claim took people by surprise.

Everyone looked at him, waiting for his nonsense.

Xie Jiuniang also wanted to hear what absurd excuse this old thing could come up with.

The Mo Family Patriarch took out Mo Yan’s intact Soul Token, "The person who died today isn’t Mo Yan, just someone who looked similar to him. With the means of Tianxu Sect and Wuji Sect, finding someone who resembles Mo Yan to stage a play is not difficult."

Mo Yan’s body was displayed in the main hall.

But the Mo Family Patriarch insisted that it wasn’t Mo Yan.

Was he planning on not even claiming the corpse now that he was dead?

Shameless!

As for Mo Yan’s Soul Token being unbroken.

Eight or nine out of ten, it meant that while his body was destroyed, his Spiritual Soul had not yet dispersed. Thinking of this, everyone in the hall turned to look at Lord Qiansha.

Xie Jiuniang felt a slight sinking in her heart.

To think about the Spiritual Soul of Mo Yan, imprisoned by the silver light in her Sea of Consciousness, she couldn’t kill him outright yet.

Could it be that she had to release him?

At this moment, Lord Qiansha spoke with scorn, "Old thing, you really are something, not even recognizing your own clan’s corpse."

"Qiansha, everyone knows of the old grudge between us, so slandering me isn’t surprising, but you will not succeed," the Mo Family Patriarch abandoned his pride, revealing his true rascal nature.

What he relied on was merely his status as a Ninth Grade Pill Master, wasn’t it?

His unreasonable and unruly behavior, wouldn’t everyone see through it?

It was only that they were considering when they themselves might need his help with Alchemy, so they chose not to offend him.

Xie Jiuniang had been thinking of how to torment Mo Yan’s Spiritual Soul, but now it seemed inappropriate. To release it, she first needed to seek Master Qiansha’s opinion, "Master, Mo Yan’s Spiritual Soul is with me. Should I let him out?"

Releasing Mo Yan was like spitting out a succulent piece of meat that was already in one’s mouth.

What worried Xie Jiuniang the most was whether releasing Mo Yan’s Spiritual Soul would render all her prior scheming futile?

A cultivator’s Spiritual Soul not dispersed, that does not signify a true death.

However, compared to the hatred towards Mo Yan, Xie Jiuniang harbored even deeper resentment toward the Mo Family Patriarch. Likewise, after weighing his options, Lord Qiansha did not want to lose this opportunity, "Release his Spiritual Soul."

"Alright," Xie Jiuniang acknowledged.

The next moment, while the Mo Family Patriarch was showing his ugly face and accusing the Tianxu Sect and Wuji Sect, a somewhat weak Spiritual Soul was thrown out, brazenly appearing in the main hall, exposed under the watchful eyes of everyone.

There were many peak experts present, it was impossible for Mo Yan’s soul form to escape.

Currently, Mo Yan’s Spiritual Soul had been partially extracted and was slightly weakened. Having been experiencing the agony of his Soul Power being continuously siphoned, a sudden change of environment caught him off guard, and he was swiftly captured by Lord Qiansha again.

Lord Qiansha sneered, "I showed mercy and did not destroy his Spiritual Soul, which gave you the opportunity to jump around, huh. Would you like to try soul searching? That way, we can reveal to the world what your Mo Family has done, how about that?"

The Mo Family Patriarch saw Mo Yan’s Spiritual Soul, and his face twisted for a moment, his eyes revealing shifting emotions.

His face had been slapped swollen!

The Divinity Transformation cultivators in the main hall did not understand what the Mo Family Patriarch was thinking. Wasn’t it good enough to be a Ninth Grade Pill Master? Why court death at every turn?

Lord Qiansha did not proceed with soul searching.

Suddenly, she crushed Mo Yan’s Spiritual Soul in front of everyone — a life ended without the chance to struggle!

Right after, the Soul Token in the hands of the Mo Family Patriarch shattered.

Lord Qiansha asked coldly, "Now can we confirm that the person who wanted to kill Muhong was Mo Yan?"

"You—"

The elder of the Mo Family gritted his teeth in fury, "Qiansha, you are so vicious."

"What’s the big deal? It’s just killing off a junior of the Mo Family. Nothing to make a fuss about." Lord Qiansha’s lips curled up slightly as he spoke with indifference.

In an instant, the elder of the Mo Family was so angered he almost fainted.

These words were too familiar.

Weren’t they once said by the elder of the Mo Family himself?

The great hall fell deathly quiet, a silence that once again made one dread Qiansha.

Indeed, the Female Slayer Deity is not to be trifled with.

Suddenly, the elder of the Mo Family attempted to flee, trying to teleport away from the Alliance Council’s grand hall, but ultimately failed. The Alliance Hierarch made his move, pressing the elder of the Mo Family harshly to the ground with an overwhelming force.

The elder of the Mo Family appeared to be roaring, wanting to shout something, but no sound emerged. Perhaps a force was blocking his voice. Then the Alliance Hierarch formed a seal with his hands and pushed it into the elder’s body.

The elder’s Cultivation Base of Divinity Transformation was swiftly sealed.

The powerful aura surrounding him was sealed as well, making him look like an ordinary person.

The Alliance Hierarch declared, "Guanlan, carry out the punishment."

"Yes, Alliance Hierarch." Stepping forward from behind the Alliance Hierarch, a figure clad in a black robe of Divinity Transformation appeared.

Xie Jiuniang sized him up several times.

Was this man called Guanlan?

It inevitably made her think of Guanlan City in the Northern Region. Could there be a connection?

Guanlan approached the elder of the Mo Family, and as he raised his hand, his palm held a long whip. What was special about this whip was not the Spiritual Energy coiling around it, but the faint Soul Power.

"Crack!"

The whip lashed out at the elder of the Mo Family.

The elder could not help but scream loudly in pain.

However, his voice was muted, displaying a formidable power that seemed to act at will. This made Xie Jiuniang feel awe for the Alliance Hierarch for the first time.

What ability could silence a voice, yet allow a Soul Whip to strike its target?

Xie Jiuniang glanced covertly toward the highest seat.

Such observation couldn’t be hidden from a powerful being like the Alliance Hierarch, so when she looked his way, he was also looking back at her.

Their eyes met, sending a chill through her heart.

Instinctively she wanted to look away, but her damned pride stopped her from doing so.

The Alliance Hierarch nodded ever so slightly at her, as if greeting her.

Xie Jiuniang’s heart skipped a beat. She transmitted a message: "Master, has the Alliance Hierarch seen through my identity?"

"The Alliance Hierarch possesses the Semi-Immortal Mirror, you can’t hide such tricks from him," Lord Qiansha replied.

She could see through such tricks herself.

Xie Jiuniang pretended she hadn’t asked anything, avoiding exposing herself under anyone’s gaze, and continued watching the punishment of the elder of the Mo Family in the center of the hall.

The once haughty and untouchable elder of the Mo Family was in a state of misery like never before.

The most pathetic part was that not a single person stepped forward to plead for him.

In fact, the majority of those present found the sight quite satisfying to watch.

Only a few cultivators from the families felt rather unhappy.

In the face of conclusive evidence, they couldn’t even speak on behalf of the elder of the Mo Family.

Especially since Lord Qiansha occasionally glanced their way, as if waiting for them to speak up for the Mo Family so he could take the opportunity to drag them down with him.

In such a situation, they dared not utter a word.