Translator:
Nyoi-Bo Studio
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Nyoi-Bo Studio
Liu Jiang stared at Mo Wen, his eyes filled with the intention to kill. Initially, Liu Jiang had taken no interest in this random stranger, but, to his surprise, Mo Wen had actually planned to escape with the Phantom Wolf Cat. On top of that, Mo Wen was with the girl.
A covetous lover and a perfectionist, Liu Jiang instantly felt like he had been cuckolded. Even though he had no relationship at all with Chen Zi, in his mind, any woman that he had taken an interest in was his exclusive possession. Regardless of whether it was in the past or in the future, nobody else could touch her.
Brat, put down the Phantom Wolf Cat. Go and die.
The young master was enraged. Of course, one of his subordinates jumped at the chance to defeat Mo Wen and then brag about his performance. Without saying a word, a middle-aged man stepped forward and appeared in front of Mo Wen. He raised his arm, planning to give Mo Wen a forceful slap.
To create a dramatic effect, the middle-aged man even kindled his Inner Qi, creating a faint sound of thunder. For him to do so was flashy and unnecessary. In fact, in the real battle it would affect his fighting capacity; however, the middle-aged man believed that with his cultivation at the intermediate stage of Embryonic Breathing realm, he could easily defeat this youth with a single blow.
The corners of Mo Wen’s mouth lifted up slightly. A dim golden light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, the middle-aged man was frozen to the spot, as though he had been bewitched with a binding spell. His hand, which had been about to strike Mo Wen, froze in mid-air too. All sound of thunder and wind had disappeared, as though it was one of those days where loud thunders were merely followed by a light drizzle.
Slap yourself in the face,
Mo Wen said nonchalantly.
A strange scene occurred. The middle-aged man, who was frozen to the spot, obeyed the command to slap himself in the face. A thump sounded. The middle-aged man’s face was imprinted with five bloody streaks. His cheekbone collapsed. It was as though he had wanted to send his own head flying off his neck.
The chilling scene continued to play out. After the man had slapped himself once, he showed no signs of stopping, continuing to slap his own face. His head changed shape at a speed that the naked eye could just about follow. His orifices were bleeding and his expression was terrifying and hideous.
There were already people screaming uncontrollably from the crowd which had gathered to watch in the surrounding streets. They were shocked to the point that their hair stood on end. This method of near self-mutilation was terrifying and strange to witness.
Chen Zi’s face was also slightly pale. Her small hand was covering her mouth and her eyes were turned to one side. She did not dare to look at the middle-aged man.
Liu Jiang and the rest were alarmed. They were so shocked that they took a while to respond. No one could wrap their head around it. What was happening? Why did it seem as though they had encountered a ghost and had been bewitched?
The head of the man that had drastically deformed finally could not take it anymore. Like an exploding watermelon, his head split apart. His body twitched a few times and collapsed on the ground. He was no longer breathing. The entire street was quiet, descending into a death-like silence. For a while, no one made a sound.
You want to steal my things?
The corners of Mo Wen’s mouth curled into a playful smile. His gaze slowly turned towards Liu Jiang.
I…I…
Liu Jiang, who had not yet recovered from what he had just seen, immediately had his aura cut down to size. He was so scared he could not say anything for a while. His eyes flashed with fear and doubt. He looked at Mo Wen as though he was a monster.
You…Don’t come over…Attack, kill this brat. I will reward you heavily…
Liu Jiang retreated, pushing his subordinates towards Mo Wen. He was indeed frightened. With just a few words, this young man had actually tortured an intermediate stage Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioner to death.
Just now, we must have been bewitched. Let’s all attack together. We aren’t afraid of him, right?
A filthy short guy lost his patience and encouraged his companion to attack Mo Wen with him. He refused to believe that this youth was really capable of bewitching them. Even if Mo Wen was a Golden Elixir realm ancient martial arts practitioner, it would be impossible for him to kill an intermediate stage Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioner with just a few words.
In order to prove that Mo Wen was not so frightening and bewitching, the man forcibly suppressed his inner consternation. He was the first to attack Mo Wen.
Kneel,
Mo Wen said gently.
The man who had attempted to attack Mo Wen froze on the spot instantly. His gaze went blank and he kneeled with a thump. He kneeled without hesitation, faster than he would have kneeled in front of his parents. He started kowtowing with all his might, knocking a hole on the hard, bluestone floor.
The ground shattered and fresh blood flowed from the short guy’s head. His head gradually deformed, but he didn’t seem to notice it one bit. He still frenziedly kowtowed his head to the ground. It was as though the ground had killed his father and he was seeking revenge, directly using his head as a hammer. The bizarre scene seemed to indicate that the self-mutilation scene from before would play out again.
Chen Zi covered her red lips, staring at Mo Wen in shock. She had goosebumps all over her. Right now, as she stood beside Mo Wen, she actually felt cold. It was too bizarre. She had spent the last few days with Mo Wen and did not expect him to be so frightening. His magic was so strange. No matter what Mo Wen said, the others would obey, even if it meant death. This was too terrifying! If Mo Wen said to her,
Marry me
, would she obediently marry him? A strange idea popped into Chen Zi’s head. But immediately, she secretly loathed it. She couldn’t believe what she was thinking.
Ghost!
Liu Jiang let out a loud, blood-curdling scream. Trembling, he turned around and ran away. He was on the verge of soiling himself he was so frightened.
The other few Jianyou Sect’s ancient martial arts practitioners were shocked too. They weren’t concerned with the orders of their sect leader anymore. Their lives were more important. All of them took to their heels.
All of you, come back here.
Mo Wen laughed coldly. His eyes once again flashed with a blinding golden light. The bodies of the few people who were running away shook, then the bizarre scene happened again. The few who had barely managed to run a distance came walking back obediently, like the most obedient kittens.
With Mo Wen’s soul power and his use of the Divine Soul Trillion Layers technique, even Golden Elixir realm ancient martial arts practitioners would fall for his technique, let alone a few Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioners. Only the pinnacle of Golden Elixir realm ancient martial arts practitioners as well as Martial Arts Grandmasters would not be affected by the Divine Soul Trillion Layers.
Of course, when faced with the Golden Elixir realm ancient martial arts practitioners, Mo Wen couldn’t hypnotize them; he could at most disturb their thoughts for a moment. However, when faced with a few beginning stage and intermediate stage Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioners, his skills could be put to use without problems.
On the streets, right now there were very few people to be seen. There had been quite a few onlookers; however, now they ran away faster than anyone else. After all, nobody would want to be associated with such a bizarre and bewitching incident.
So, how should we deal with them?
Crossing his arms, Mo Wen gave Chen Zi a side glance.
Chen Zi shut her lips tight, not responding. By merely uttering a few words, Mo Wen had killed Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioner. Chen Zi wondered if he was still human.
Since you are not stating your opinions, I will kill them now. One should not be too soft-hearted and merciful, especially in moments like this with scum that will harm people. Only by quickly turning them into fertilizer will they possibly be of any value.
Mo Wen waved his hand and a golden sword of light flashed past. Immediately, their heads rolled to the ground, Liu Jiang among them.
Mo Wen was not afraid of their background. Knowing that the Green Ancient Mystery Realm would not have many later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial arts practitioners, he had no need to be cautious with his actions. After all, being cautious was not his style.
Chen Zi bit her lip. She pulled up one of Mo Wen’s hands, pinching, touching and squeezing. Her mouth nearly joined in to bite him.
What are you doing?
Mo Wen pulled back his hand.
Does it hurt?
Chen Zi asked, blinking.
Of course it hurts. Or should I squeeze you and see whether it hurts?
Mo Wen was practically speechless when faced with such an inane question.
Are you human or are you a ghost?
Chen Zi finally asked the question she had on her mind.
Mo Wen looked at Chen Zi, not saying anything for a while.
What are you doing?
Chen Zi looked at Mo Wen uncomfortably. Why did it feel as though a chilly breeze was blowing against her back?
I just feel strange,
Mo Wen said as he shook his head.
What’s strange?
Chen Zi asked incredulously.
I wonder why you are so retarded.
Mo Wen sighed, looking as though she was a lost cause.
Mo Wen… Go to hell! You’re the retard. You are sick in the head.
Chen Zi was stunned for a moment, before screaming out loud. She could not wait to furiously kick him. He had actually insulted her, also insinuating that she had issues. It was more than she could bear.
Just when Chen Zi was about to pounce on Mo Wen and bite him, a low voice sounded from a small alley nearby.
Young mistress, you should not have returned.
Chen Zi looked towards the voice. She saw a man in a straw cape, wearing a bamboo hat looking silently at her. But he did not come over, instead turning to head into the small alley. She raised her eyebrows slightly. The voice was somewhat familiar to her. She seemed to recognize the person, but she couldn’t recall who it was at the moment. But the other party had called her
young mistress
, so he obviously knew her identity.
Let’s go over and see. I think I know that person.
Chen Zi dragged Mo Wen and walked into the small alley. The person clearly intended for her to follow him.
Could it be that something big had actually happened to the Intentionless Sect, forcing him to hide in the dark and not dare to come out? Chen Zi was somewhat doubtful. At the same time, her heart was heavy.
The man in a straw cape led the way. Chen Zi and Mo Wen followed him. After seven or eight turns, they arrived at a small courtyard.
Who are you?
Chen Zi asked as she frowned, looking at the man standing in the courtyard.
The original Panli City assistant mayor, Zou Guangbo, appearing before the young mistress.
The man turned around, and took off his bamboo hat, slightly bending over as he bowed respectfully.
He was a middle-aged man. His appearance was rough. He had a full beard, thick brows and big eyes. His eyes had a very spirited look. From his body, a strong aura was naturally emanating.
