Chapter 538 - 535: The Old Ancestor’s Test
Gu Weitian wasn’t trying to prove anything for Mo Qi; it was simply that many people had witnessed the moment he crippled Gu Peng.
There was no hiding it.
Upon hearing Gu Weitian’s admission, it wasn’t just the North District Immortals who were stunned; the experts from the Demon Sect were absolutely ecstatic.
Setting aside the claim of being a panacea, the mere ability to heal a damaged Dantian was enough to thrill them.
Compared to the North District, whose Cultivation process was more conventional, the Demon Sect’s Cultivation Techniques were not only radical, but it was also common for members to suffer from cultivation deviation, leaving them with lifelong afflictions. Furthermore, their internal competition was far more frequent and brutal.
Losers either died or were crippled.
To put it bluntly, in the Demon Sect’s territory, if you grabbed any random group of people, two or three out of ten would be cripples. Another two or three would have suffered backlash from their Demon Skills and had to endure years of torment.
Less than half of them were what you would call normal.
It was precisely because of this cruel, culling environment that the overall strength of the Demon Sect’s Cultivators far surpassed that of the other four major districts.
This was the fundamental reason why the Demon Sect ranked first in power.
In such an environment, you’d almost be ashamed to call yourself a member of the Demon Sect if you didn’t have at least a few crippled friends or relatives.
Therefore, Mo Qi’s ability to heal damaged Dantians was undoubtedly fantastic news for everyone from the Demon Sect.
"Alright, my announcement is over. Anyone who still wants to fight can come on in. Those who don’t should go back and prepare enough money. Your questions will be answered in three days."
’If I weren’t worried about pushing the North District too far and causing them to do something reckless, I’d expand the Array right now, trap every single Immortal here, and extort another round out of them.’
After this series of bizarre events, although the North District Immortals’ hatred for Mo Qi hadn’t lessened in the slightest, they no longer had the will to fight.
What would they even fight with?
Without being able to use the Array-breaking Killing Device, Mo Qi, who controlled the Array, was invincible.
Unless someone was willing to risk their life to get close to Mo Qi and kill him before he could react.
But that raised the question: who was willing to throw their life away?
And who could instantly kill Mo Qi without violating the rules of the Master of the Doomed Mountain Range?
These were all problems that certainly couldn’t be solved at the moment.
They could only think in the long term.
After accepting reality, the North District Immortals had no choice but to retreat with their people, despite their immense reluctance—especially Feng Gong, He Jincheng, and Gu Weitian.
A massive crisis, one that could have even erupted into a war between two major districts, was brought to an abrupt end simply because of Elder Ku Mu’s appearance and the minor rule he had added on a whim.
By the time several of the Demon Sect’s old ancestors arrived, the North District Immortals had already retreated so far that their silhouettes were no longer visible.
The bewildered ancestors received an explanation from Xiao Zhang via voice transmission. One by one, their faces paled in shock. None of them dared to enter, instead bowing deeply toward the tavern several times from a distance.
Then, their attention collectively shifted to Mo Qi.
"So you’re the master that Zhang’er just took?" The speaker was an old man with a face so dark it was almost bizarre, like a refugee who had just crawled out of a mineshaft.
Before Mo Qi could answer, the black-faced old man added, "Come with us. Our Sect Leader wants to see you."
Xiao Zhang had kept his explanation brief, only telling the ancestors that the North District Immortals had retreated because of Elder Ku Mu’s appearance. He hadn’t had time to go into the details about Mo Qi.
As a result, the Demon Sect ancestors didn’t know the full story and didn’t think much of Mo Qi.
Since it was Mo Qi who had enabled the *Demon God Grand Ceremony* to acknowledge Xiao Zhang, he could be considered a benefactor to the Demon Sect.
But business was business. He was a benefactor, yes, but they still had to investigate his background to prevent any situation that could be detrimental to the Demon Sect.
It was a fine and simple idea, but it was wishful thinking. They had overlooked the fact that Mo Qi was no mere Vajra Realm cultivator they could push around as they pleased.
He was a man-eating beast!
Mo Qi raised an eyebrow. "I’m not going."
The black-faced old man sneered. "That’s not up to you!"
With that, he reached out to grab Mo Qi, his tyrannical aura flaring, as dazzling and oppressive as the noonday sun.
"Uncle Hei, stop!" Xiao Zhang had never imagined the black-faced elder would actually attack Mo Qi.
He cursed himself for not explaining things more clearly. It was too late to stop him now.
"Don’t worry, Zhang’er. I won’t hurt him," the black-faced elder said with a smile.
Xiao Zhang: "..."
’I’m not worried about you hurting my master, I’m worried about my master hurting you!’
Mo Qi had originally planned to use the Array to force the black-faced elder into using power above the Void Realm, but after hearing his exchange with Xiao Zhang, he changed his mind.
"Freeze!"
Facing the approaching elder, Mo Qi pointed a finger and uttered a single word.
Streaks of golden light suddenly erupted from the ground, crisscrossing to form a seal.
Before the black-faced elder could even react, he felt an immense force rise from beneath the earth, locking him firmly in place.
"Hmph? Let me go!" The black-faced elder used his full strength, only to find that the Power of Imprisonment didn’t budge an inch.
Only then did he realize something was wrong.
Unless he unleashed power above the Void Realm, he wouldn’t be able to break free as he was.
"How audacious!"
Seeing this, the other ancestors were not about to stand idly by. They all made their move.
"Don’t! You..." Just as Xiao Zhang tried to stop them, the battle was already over.
Mo Qi casually made a soundless snapping motion with his fingers. A sealing array erupted from the ground, freezing all the ancestors in place.
When had the Demon Sect’s ancestors ever been so humiliated? They immediately prepared to use their trump cards.
"If you don’t want to die, don’t try anything! Shut up and wait!" Xiao Zhang, no longer caring about seniority, barked this through a voice transmission before hurriedly kneeling in front of Mo Qi to plead for the ancestors.
"Master, these are my elders. They didn’t mean to offend you. They’ve just been in seclusion for so long that they’ve forgotten the ways of the world. They speak and act entirely on their whims. I beg you to forgive them, Master."
He had witnessed the entire process of Mo Qi extorting the North District, so he knew full well just how terrifying Mo Qi’s skill with Arrays was.
If Mo Qi wished it, he could absolutely use the Array to have Elder Ku Mu’s power obliterate these ancestors.
Mo Qi’s expression was grim. "If I had been the weaker one today, what do you think would have happened?"
Xiao Zhang was speechless. If Mo Qi had been weak, the black-faced elder would have definitely dragged him away to the Demon Sect’s headquarters by force.
He wouldn’t have been harmed, but for a powerful expert, the process itself would have been an insult!
Xiao Zhang wanted to tell Mo Qi that the Demon Sect’s resources and power were far beyond anything the North District Envoy Hall could match.
If he killed these ancestors, the Demon Sect had the means to make him pay the price, even if he hid within this Array.
But Xiao Zhang knew he couldn’t say that.
His intentions might be good, but saying something like that would be a threat to Mo Qi.
The situation would spiral even further out of control.
"Master, I beg you, for my sake, please forgive them." Pleading for mercy was the best option right now.
And it just so happened that this was Mo Qi’s personality—he responded to soft pleas, not hard threats.
"Fine. For your sake, they can be spared death, but they can’t escape punishment. We’ll start by suppressing them for three days!"