Chapter 539 - 536: Obediently Suppressed
With that said, Mo Qi led Gu Peng into the restaurant, paying no more heed to Xiao Zhang and his group.
Before the ancestors could even react, an irresistible force descended upon them, slamming them flat against the ground.
What did it matter that they had the bodies of Immortals? Unable to use cultivation beyond the Void Realm, they had no choice but to lie there meekly in the face of the Array Power.
"How audacious!"
Each of them held a position in the Demon Sect second to none, revered by all. Even the Sect Leader, Xiao Zhengheng, had to treat them with the utmost respect.
Yet now, they were being publicly suppressed by a mere Vajra Realm Cultivator, forced to lie on the ground like dead dogs.
The humiliation was unbearable.
Just as they were about to erupt in a fit of rage, Xiao Zhang hastily intervened.
"Venerable Ancestors, you mustn’t!" Xiao Zhang then recounted the previous events in detail.
He stressed, "You know better than I what a terrifying existence the Master of the Desperate Mountain Range is. Just a moment ago, he added a new rule: the use of external forces is forbidden within the Desperate Mountain Range. Violators will be killed without mercy."
"It’s impossible to overcome Master’s array with only Void Realm Cultivation. Unless he decides to release you himself, there’s nothing you can do."
The Demon Sect ancestors instantly lost all their fight.
The Demon Sect’s records on the Master of the Desperate Mountain Range were far more detailed than those of the North District Envoy Hall.
That was why these ancestors understood all too well just how terrifying Elder Ku Mu was.
To put it bluntly, if Elder Ku Mu wanted to kill them, a single finger would suffice.
Elder Ku Mu had dared to annihilate the entire Palace Guard Army. The ancestors had no doubt whatsoever that if they broke the rules, he would show them absolutely no mercy.
And there would be no chance of their survival.
"Zhang’er, we understand the situation, but are you really going to make us lie here for three days?" The dark-faced elder’s expression grew even darker.
He couldn’t bear to imagine outsiders witnessing this scene and word spreading. How could he ever show his face in public again?
Xiao Zhang spread his hands helplessly. "This is Master’s decision. My hands are tied."
’He was already eternally grateful that Mo Qi had accepted him. Pleading for the ancestors earlier had been a huge and terrifying risk.’
’In this situation, he absolutely didn’t dare to continue pleading for them.’
"You little brat! What, your wings have stiffened now? Got a master and already forgotten about us old geezers?" the dark-faced elder said, resorting to an emotional appeal.
The other ancestors quickly chimed in to agree.
Losing face in front of Xiao Zhang was better than being humiliated in front of the entire world.
"That’s right, that’s right! I remember when you were a child, you once rode on my neck and took a shit!"
"Zhang’er, search your heart. How have I treated you? You can’t just stand by and watch me become a laughingstock for the entire world!"
"I don’t care! You have to take care of this, Zhang’er!"
The ancestors all chimed in, their bickering giving Xiao Zhang a massive headache.
’They say the older people get, the more childish they become. How true.’
"Wait!" Xiao Zhang called out, stopping them. An idea had occurred to him—something that might just placate the ancestors.
"Uncle Hei, if I remember correctly, you have a great-grandson who was seriously injured while out gaining experience over three hundred years ago. The injury damaged his Martial Dao foundation and has never healed. While his life wasn’t in danger, his path on the Martial Dao was severed, with no possibility of further advancement."
"Back then, he was the most talented disciple in the Demon Sect and was always your pride. It was a true shame—heaven is always jealous of great talent."
At these words, the dark-faced elder fell silent, his expression turning ugly.
The matter of his great-grandson had always been a thorn in his heart. He couldn’t understand why Xiao Zhang would bring up such a painful subject.
"But things are different now! My master has a way to heal your great-grandson!"
The dark-faced elder froze, his first reaction being disbelief.
’But he knew that while Xiao Zhang could be flippant, he understood the gravity of the situation. He would never joke about something like this.’
"Zhang’er, are you telling the truth?" the dark-faced elder asked nervously, as if dreading a negative reply.
"Of course it’s true! My master is all-powerful!" When he spoke of Mo Qi, Xiao Zhang’s face swelled with pride, as if he were the one who could heal the elder’s great-grandson.
"Just look at me! I owe all of my current achievements to my master." As he spoke, Xiao Zhang stopped concealing his power and unleashed his cultivation.
The dark-faced elder focused his gaze, his heart reeling in shock.
Only then did he realize that Xiao Zhang was no longer at the Void Realm. He was at the Peak of the Divine Sea Half-Immortal Realm!
He was on the verge of facing his tribulation to ascend to the Immortal Level!
The other ancestors were equally astonished, left speechless.
"And as you all know," Xiao Zhang stopped speaking aloud, continuing via voice transmission, "the Demon God Grand Ceremony has already acknowledged a master. I can tell you frankly, that too is all thanks to my master."
The dark-faced elder fell silent once more.
"Venerable Ancestors, I’m sure Uncle Hei’s great-grandson is not an isolated case. More or less all of you have beloved descendants who have hit rock bottom. My master is the Divine Being who can lead them back to their peak!" Xiao Zhang declared, his face a mask of fanaticism.
After this, the Demon Sect’s ancestors no longer had any objections to being suppressed for three days.
...
In the North District, within the City Lord’s Mansion in Yunfeng City.
Feng Gong, He Jincheng, Gu Weitian, and Qin Hai were gathered together, discussing something.
"We can’t just let this go!" He Jincheng was the first to speak.
He hadn’t dared to return to the He Family since retreating from the Desperate Mountain Range.
The He Family ancestor had given him a strict order: if he didn’t retrieve the Void Spirit Flash Flame, he wasn’t to come back.
On top of that, he had been beaten by Mo Qi in public. If he didn’t vent his anger, the hatred in his heart would never be sated.
"Of course we can’t!" Gu Weitian said grimly.
Gu Peng was a member of his Gu Family, yet he had defied his will, betrayed the family, and defected to Mo Qi’s side.
This was more humiliating than being slapped in the face in public.
"But that brat is holed up in his array, and he has some ambiguous relationship with the Master of the Desperate Mountain Range. What can we do to him?" Qin Hai frowned.
Mo Qi had crippled Qin Xueyun, and he had done it right in front of him.
That wasn’t just a simple slight; it was a blatant assault on the dignity of the Qin Family.
As for Feng Gong, it went without saying. Mo Qi had stripped his favorite son of his External Dragon Elephant Bloodline—a mortal, irreconcilable enmity.
"I’ve been mulling over one question this whole time," Feng Gong began. "What exactly is the relationship between Mo Qi and the Master of the Desperate Mountain Range?"
After a pause, Feng Gong continued, "In my opinion, their relationship isn’t as deep as we imagined. At most, the Master of the Desperate Mountain Range has simply taken a liking to the boy."
"Otherwise, when we marched on him with such a large force, the Master of the Desperate Mountain Range would never have let us leave so easily."
"Therefore, the most likely possibility is that the Master’s bounty was mainly a test for Mo Qi. And now, he hasn’t publicly opposed our quest for revenge against Mo Qi, nor has he issued any warnings."
"This means that Mo Qi has not truly earned the Master of the Desperate Mountain Range’s approval."
"In other words, as long as we don’t break his rules, he won’t stop us from dealing with Mo Qi."