NOVPUBIn the location of Taiyuan Heavenly Sect, Jiang Mochou stood firm in his black robe, facing the wind, hovering in the sky as the might of the Saint Vein Realm surged around him.
Below him, three elders of the Taiyuan Heavenly Sect lay on the ground.
"Summon Fu Tianming," Jiang Mochou said indifferently.
"Who are you? How dare you intrude on our Taiyuan Heavenly Sect," an elder below shouted harshly.
"I have come only for revenge, and it has nothing to do with anyone else," Jiang Mochou replied lightly.
At that moment, a woman came running over in panic from afar.
She was dressed in a purple robe with her long hair tied at the back of her head with a blue ribbon.
Looking at Jiang Mochou, she called out with a mix of emotions, "Mochou."
"Sister," Jiang Mochou acknowledged the woman, Jiang Lili, with a calm expression.
"Why have you come here? Hurry, leave—someone has already informed the Sect Master of Taiyuan Heavenly Sect," Jiang Lili said anxiously.
"Do you want me to leave, or are you afraid I will kill Fu Tianming?" Jiang Mochou asked coldly.
"You could stay with the man who murdered our father; today, I am here for revenge.
Didn’t you tell me before that in this world, only power matters, and nothing else is worth mentioning?
Today I have come to see for myself just how insignificant the things you value really are."
"Who dares to offend my Taiyuan Heavenly Sect," suddenly, a fierce shout echoed from the distant horizon.
A tremendously powerful force gathered in the sky, and accompanied by the three Great Elders of the Sect, the current Sect Master of Taiyuan Heavenly Sect, Fu Juelei, appeared in the air with his son Fu Tianming.
"Do you remember me, young master Fu?" Jiang Mochou asked, looking at Fu Tianming and biting his lip faintly.
"Who are you?" Fu Tianming asked, puzzled.
"It seems the young master indeed has a short memory. Have you forgotten the small village at the foot of Taiyuan Mountain from over a decade ago?" Jiang Mochou said with a chill in his voice.
Hearing Jiang Mochou’s words, Fu Tianming quickly looked at Jiang Lili.
He normally wouldn’t have remembered such a trivial matter, but since Jiang Lili was from that village, he had some recollection of it.
"He’s my brother," Jiang Lili finally spoke after a moment of silence.
"I don’t care what happened between you, I’ll only ask once—are you going to surrender willingly, or shall I take action?" Fu Juelei spoke calmly from the side.
As his voice fell, the might of the Divine Vein Realm erupted around him.
All eight Vein Gates around him opened, and a fierce storm of power began to ravage the area.
"Are you up for it?" Jiang Mochou chuckled, shaking his head.
In that moment, the third Battle Body activated, and the Crimson Flame Emperor Body transformed into raging flames that filled the midair.
The blazing flames, in just a blink of an eye, set the Firmament ablaze, tinting half the sky blood-red.
"One of the Hundred Great Battle Bodies," Fu Juelei exclaimed in surprise, frowning.
Suddenly, Jiang Mochou, enveloped by the flames like the sun at high noon, lunged straight for Fu Tianming.
"Son, step back," Fu Juelei said, frowning.
Then he slapped his giant palm forward and began to fight with Jiang Mochou. Due to the intensity of the battle between the two, the other elders didn’t dare to interfere.
The fierce flames burned wildly in the sky, the inherent fire of the Crimson Flame Emperor Body being extremely strange.
It was difficult to extinguish and seemed to use all things under heaven as its fuel, capable of being incinerated.
Even the Taiyuan Spiritual Energy of Fu Juelei couldn’t avoid it, handicapping his combat abilities.
Fortunately, Jiang Mochou was only in the Saint Vein Realm and hadn’t reached the level of the Divine Vein Realm.
Otherwise, Taiyuan Heavenly Sect might have had to call upon the old ancestors to emerge.
Fu Juelei’s Taiyuan Spiritual Energy in his hands was full of might, almost completely overwhelming Jiang Mochou in the fight.
As Jiang Mochou fought and retreated, it seemed he had already fallen into a disadvantage.
Fu Juelei’s Spiritual Energy transformed into a white long saber in his hands, which he swung down towards Jiang Mochou with great force.
Just as Jiang Mochou was about to be struck, his body, without the slightest deviation, did not try to dodge at all.
"Not good, his target is Ming’er," Fu Juelei exclaimed in shock, but it was already too late.
The flames around Jiang Mochou suddenly surged, burning up half of the Firmament and enveloping the area around him.
Immediately after, he stretched out his right hand, stepping through empty space to appear before Fu Tianming, grabbing him by the throat.
This Fu Tianming also had some cultivation. He tried to dodge but found that the flames of the Crimson Flame Emperor Body had already enveloped his surroundings.
He dared not touch the flames and could only watch as his throat was grasped.
"Ming’er," Fu Juelei roared from behind.
The Spiritual Energy saber in his hand swung down heavily towards Jiang Mochou’s back.
"Don’t, don’t kill me," Fu Tianming looked at Jiang Mochou, struggling and shouting at the eyes filled with intense killing intent just inches away.
"Whatever you want, I’ll agree to it."
"Farewell," said Jiang Mochou with a light laugh.
Then he let go of Fu Tianming with both hands, and the other’s body fell straight from the sky.
The Elder nearby wanted to catch him but found that a flame ignited on Fu Tianming’s body for no reason.
Immediately, the flames completely engulfed Fu Tianming’s entire body, and with a series of ghastly screams, he was completely reduced to ashes.
In the empty expanse of the Firmament, only Fu Juelei’s roar of rage remained.
And the sound of the Spiritual Energy saber stabbing into Jiang Mochou’s back.
Fu Juelei held the Spiritual Energy saber, hacking away madly.
Jiang Mochou turned slightly, chuckled lightly, and said, "Sect Master Fu, you still can’t kill me.
We’ll meet again!"
His face was pale, but he tore open the space in front of him with his hands, and his figure disappeared.
Fu Juelei wanted to pursue but a Blazing Flame scorched that patch of sky, preventing him from moving forward.
Watching Jiang Mochou’s retreating figure, the dazed Jiang Lili below murmured softly, "Brother."
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The afternoon sun shone through the densely leafed branches into the jungle, casting speckled reflections among the underbrush.
Jiang Mochou’s figure appeared in a section of the jungle, collapsing against a large tree, bloodied, after space had been torn apart. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
Just as Jiang Mochou was thinking of healing and recovering, the sound of footsteps approached from the side.
He quickly turned his head to look and saw a young man in a purple robe walking by.
The young man was quite handsome, but what stood out most were his pair of white eyebrows.
His eyebrows were pure white like snow, thick and noticeable.
"Who are you?" Jiang Mochou quickly got to his feet, warily watching the young man.
"Allow me to introduce myself, the current Saint Heir of the Taiyuan Heavenly Sect, you can call me by my Way of Inquiry, Primordial," the young man said with a smile.
"You don’t need to be tense, I won’t take advantage of someone in peril. I only wanted to see what sort of being would cause such an uproar in our Taiyuan Heavenly Sect."
Despite the young man’s words, Jiang Mochou remained on high alert.
