"What happened?"
"Who attacked the Mo Clan?"
"Someone dared to attack the ever-powerful Mo Clan in Yancheng? How audacious!"
As more and more people gathered, City Lord Bol and the heads of several major families rushed to the area.
From time to time, individuals from the Mo Clan would flee.
Among them was the Mo Clan's head, Mo Lan.
"Master Mo, what happened?"
City Lord Bol was the first to step forward, his face filled with concern.
"I don't know either. The explosion came from the Great Elder's side."
"The Great Elder was likely attacked,"
Mo Lan said with a look of grief.
"Although the flames didn't spread very far, even space was distorting wherever they passed. I'm afraid Great Elder Mo Cheng is in grave danger,"
Ye Cong, head of the Ye Clan, asked.
Hearing this, Mo Lan shook his head slightly, tears welling in his eyes as he gazed at the lingering four-colored flames.
The Great Elder must not die. If he were, what would become of the Mo Clan?
After a long while, the flames gradually dissipated, but the scorching heat still kept many people at bay.
"Hurry... hurry and see how the Great Elder is doing. We must see him alive or dead..."
Mo Lan began, but before he could finish his words, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.
"Master Mo, for the past few months, your Mo Clan has committed atrocities and cruelty, causing widespread resentment and outrage in the surrounding areas."
"Today, this City Lord will enforce the law impartially and bring all members of your Mo Clan to justice as a warning to others."
"Where are the city guards?"
"Arrest all members of the Mo Clan and imprison them. Any resistance will be killed without mercy,"
the Bor City Lord commanded, his face stern and righteous.
He was a fence-sitter. When the Mo Clan was at its peak, he naturally dared not provoke them, even desperately trying to curry their favor.
Now that Mo Cheng was dead, as the lord of the city, he naturally had to eliminate this cancer of the Mo family, so that the imperial family
would know how he, as the city lord, had served the people.
"Mo Lan, I've long since been fed up with your Mo family's recent behavior."
"I, Ye Cong, have endured humiliation, lived in hiding for months, waiting for this day."
"Today, the heavens have opened their eyes and sent down a strange fire to slay your Mo family's great elder. Our Ye family will obey this will and join forces with Lord Bor to annihilate this rebellious force."
"Return Yancheng to the Jia Ma Empire and restore a peaceful world."
"Ye family disciples, listen to my order! Search the entire city and assist the city guards to capture all Mo family disciples."
Ye Cong's eyes rolled slightly, and he shouted to the crowd behind him.
Remember, before Mo Cheng's time travel,
the Ye family was one of the four great families, alongside the Mo family.
In the northeastern region of the Jia Ma Empire, it was also a leading family.
Later, seeing the overwhelming power of the Mo family, Ye Cong led his men in surrender.
He had always been adept at adapting to the situation.
With the situation so clear today, he naturally made the right decision.
The Bor City Lord beside him nodded in admiration,
clearly admiring the Ye family patriarch.
"No, you can't do this!"
"Young Sect Master, Young Sect Master, save us!"
"We, the Mo family, have always served the Yunlan Sect. Please speak up and help us."
Mo Lan was horrified at this. In his panic, he caught sight of Nalan Yanran standing nearby.
A final glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he cried out for help.
"Bor City Lord, Great Elder Mo Cheng's death remains undetermined. You're so eager to punish the Mo family, aren't you afraid he's still alive?"
Nalan Yanran frowned as she looked at Mo Lan, who had pleaded for help.
"Who are you?"
The Bor City Lord had never met Nalan Yanran.
But since Mo Lan had asked her for help, it was clear that he was someone more than ordinary.
"My name is Nalan Yanran. My master, Yun Yun, will be coming to Yancheng soon to thoroughly investigate the changes in the Mo family."
Nalan Yanran knew that her own strength alone would be insufficient to intimidate these people, so she simply mentioned Yun Yun's name.
"Yun Yun, Sect Master of the Yunlan Sect?"
"I didn't know the Young Sect Master of the Yunlan Sect was here. I apologize for that."
"However, the Mo family's perverse actions have irritated both humans and gods. The people of Yancheng have suffered from the Mo family for a long time."
"Even if Sect Master Yun Yun arrives in person, the Mo Clan must face justice for their actions."
"Young Sect Master, please grant me a favor. I guarantee, as the City Lord, that as long as the Mo Clan doesn't resist, I can temporarily detain them without harming their lives."
"Also, I will notify Jia Xingtian and Elder Jia of the Imperial Court, and have them personally judge the Mo Clan's crimes."
Bor City Lord had finally found a chance to turn things around, but of course, he couldn't let the Mo Clan stay.
His previous words had completely offended the Mo Clan, leaving no chance for reconciliation. He had no choice but to persevere.
"Young Sect Master, you must not let him detain us, or our Mo Clan will be in danger. Please, for our long years of contribution, protect us just once."
Mo Lan, upon hearing Bor's words, cried again.
Nalan Yanran was his last straw, and he had no choice but to cling to her, or face certain death.
"This..."
Nalan Yanran was truly at a loss for words. Just as she hesitated, she vaguely caught sight of a dark figure in the sky, fleeting by.
"Xiao Yan?"
The inverted shadow made Nalan Yanran instinctively assume it was Xiao Yan.
"Lord Bor, I hope you'll keep your word,"
Nalan Yanran said to him, chasing after the figure.
She wanted to confirm whether it was indeed Xiao Yan.
...
Just as everyone was captivated by the blossoming fire lotus of the Mo Clan, Xiao Yan had already returned to the inn.
With only a short time left before his sudden death, he had to prepare.
"I remember in the life simulation, I died suddenly on the fifth day."
"It's almost the third day now, which means I have a little over two days left."
"This is a perfect opportunity to take over the Mo Clan's territory,"
Xiao Yan said, walking over to Mo Linglin and gently pressing his palm on her back. A surge of Dou Qi flowed into her, awakening her from her coma.
"Uh—Master Chen, what's wrong with me? I feel so groggy..."
Mo Linglin, having just regained consciousness, said with a bewildered look on her pretty face.
"Maybe you're just too tired."
"You actually fell asleep while chatting with me just now."
"I have a pill here to refresh your mind. Take it first!"
Xiao Yan smiled gently, took out a pill, and handed it to Mo Linglin.
"Thank you, Master Chen."
Mo Linglin's face was filled with gratitude. After taking the pill Xiao Yan had given her, her mind did indeed feel much clearer.
However, just then, a sudden commotion erupted outside the room, and faint voices could be heard.
"Sir, the second young lady of the Mo family is here."
"The people of the Mo family should have died long ago. Today, God has opened His eyes and allowed the people of Yancheng to no longer suffer their oppression."
"This Mo Linglin always looks down on us, relying on the Mo family's reputation to show off her power. Today, her doom has come." As
these voices from outside entered the room, Mo Linglin's pretty face changed slightly. In Yancheng, there were actually people who dared to speak so blatantly of the Mo family?
Furious and alarmed, Mo Linglin opened the door, ready to confront the other party.
"Mo Linglin, surrender and come with us."
"Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless."
However, the world of Yancheng had changed, and the era of the Mo family was gone forever.
The once high-ranking Mo family had been deified, and anyone could kill them.
The city guards outside were just one of the inn's waiters, and those who had come to celebrate Mo Cheng's birthday. They had seen Xiao Yan's transformed Mo Linglin return to the inn and had led her there.
"Since you know I'm Mo Linglin, how dare you speak so rudely to me? Aren't you afraid of retaliation from my family?"
Mo Linglin, unaware of the truth, demanded with anger in her beautiful eyes.
"Hahaha——"
"It seems you don't know yet. Not long ago, a strange fire fell from the sky and landed on your Mo family. Now, except for the group that was burned to death, all the people of the Mo family have been captured. It 's ridiculous that you are still here pretending to be powerful."
"It seems that this arrogant young lady can't accept the changes in the Mo family for a while."
Mo Linglin's words caused everyone around to laugh.
The city guards walked forward without any hesitation, wanting to put shackles on Mo Linglin and take her back to the City Lord's Mansion.
"Who is making a noise outside?"
As Mo Linglin retreated in fear, a voice came from the room.
Then, Xiao Yan, wearing the badge of a fourth-grade alchemist, walked out slowly.
"Master Chen, save me, save me!"
Mo Linglin saw Xiao Yan appear and immediately ran to his side, holding his arm tightly with both hands, and said with tears in her eyes.
"Fourth-grade alchemist?"
"Could it be that Mo Linglin has some relationship with this master?"
"I heard they were alone in a room, discussing pharmacology and alchemy, and Mo Linglin even went out once during that time."
"A man and a woman alone discussing pharmacology? I think they were having a deep conversation, right?"
"I've long seen that Mo Linglin wasn't a good woman, but I didn't expect her to resort to such despicable means to seduce this master."
Xiao Yan's appearance once again thrust Mo Linglin into the spotlight.
Hearing these words, Xiao Yan's eyelids twitched slightly.
Who says a man and a woman alone in a room necessarily have to have a deep conversation?
"Master, we're under the orders of the City Lord to search the city for any remnants of the Mo Clan. Could you please hand Mo Linglin over to us?"
The captain of the city guard stepped forward and spoke to Xiao Yan with a stiff upper lip.
He was just a mere Dou Shi, and now, facing a fourth-grade alchemist, he felt immensely pressured.
"Remnants of the Mo Clan?"
"I don't care about the others. Mo Linglin is already my 'inner disciple,' understand?"
Xiao Yan glanced at the girl beside him, her eyes tearing up and looking pitiful. His long-dormant sense of justice awakened, and he prepared to protect Mo Linglin.
"Inner disciple? Didn't they just meet today?"
"A single man and a single woman, an inner disciple, don't you understand?"
"I understand, I understand. She's just a woman who sold her body. Even if she's still alive, she's already dead."
"That's right, people who don't respect themselves like this will be abandoned sooner or later."
Xiao Yan's words sparked another round of discussion, with many young women expressing their sour feelings.
"This... Master, we can't explain this to you!"
the team leader said in embarrassment.
"Explain?"
"Why should I, Chen Beixuan, explain everything I've done in my life to others?"
Xiao Yan said, and with a light wave of his hand, a powerful wave of fighting spirit burst out of his body, knocking everyone present away.
Some of the less powerful ones spit out blood and collapse to the ground, their eyes filled with terror.
They hadn't expected Master Chen to be not only a fourth-grade alchemist, but also possess such formidable Dou Qi.
With a simple wave of his hand, he drove dozens of them down.
While many were seriously injured, no one died.
This showed Master Chen was merciful, merely punishing them with a minor punishment.
"Thank you, Master, for sparing us your lives. We won't disturb you any more."
The strongest captain of the City Guards struggled to his feet, bowed from afar toward Xiao Yan's room, and led the others out of the inn.
As they left the inn, they encountered Nalan Yanran.
Nalan Yanran had wanted to confirm whether the figure that had fled from the Mo Clan was indeed Xiao Yan.
However, he had vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving her to search aimlessly.
At that moment, brushing past the City Guards, she overheard them grumbling.
"Mo Linglin is incredibly lucky! Fresh off the destruction of the Mo Clan, she's already found a new alchemist."
"Yeah, it's a shame I'm not a woman. Otherwise, I'd be seeking the alchemist's support, too. Wouldn't it just be to become his disciple? If I were a woman, I could do it, too."
"Let's go back and report this to the City Lord and let him worry about this!"
The city guards exchanged words, leaving Nalan Yanran perplexed.
Didn't Mo Linglin go to see Mo Cheng?
Logically, she should have died in the explosion, so why was she here?
Nalan Yanran immediately caught up with the city guards and questioned them about the details.
...
Even elsewhere, at the inn.
"Master Chen, I have no way of repaying your life-saving grace. I only wish to repay you with my own body."
Mo Linglin wasn't stupid. Since those men had so brazenly come to capture her, the Mo Clan was likely in real trouble.
She had to cling tightly to Xiao Yan, her powerful figure.
Otherwise, I wouldn't know how I died.
"Miss Mo, there's no need for this."
"I consider you a friend, so I offered to save you. I have no other intentions."
"If Miss Mo really pledges herself to me, it will destroy the pure friendship between you and me."
Xiao Yan's expression straightened and he said seriously.
"Master Chen, the Mo family has suffered such a disaster. If it weren't for your protection, I'm afraid I would be in danger of death at any time."
"I don't ask for anything more than becoming your wife. I just hope to be by your side all the time. Even if I'm just a maid, I'll be satisfied."
Mo Linglin raised her delicate head and looked at Xiao Yan pitifully.
"Alas, I didn't want to interfere in worldly affairs, but you are indeed in danger."
"How about this? Join my Dao Sect, and I'll help you regain control of Yancheng. Are you willing?"
Xiao Yan sighed, then revealed his wicked ambition.
Using Mo Linglin's name, he would take over the Mo Clan's territory.
This was his plan.
You must know that when Mo Cheng was alive, over a dozen cities, including Yancheng, had already submitted to the Mo Clan.
Now, with Mo Cheng's death and the Mo Clan's collapse, those people would inevitably defect.
But if Mo Linglin suddenly gained the support of a powerful force, she could naturally retake control of these areas without causing too many casualties.
"Master, the decision is entirely up to you,"
Mo Linglin said sensibly.
She had nothing now; she only hoped to save her life.
"Okay, from now on, you will be my disciple, Chen Beixuan."
"Remember, your master is an inner sect elder of the Dao Sect."
Xiao Yan nodded with satisfaction, accepting Mo Linglin as his tool.
"Linglin, hello, Master."
Seeing this, Mo Linglin knelt without hesitation, officially acknowledging her master.
"Stand up!"
"Since you're my disciple, as your master, I must seek justice for you."
"Although we still don't know the identity of the murderer who destroyed your family, as long as I'm here, I will ensure the safety of your Mo family."
Xiao Yan said, leading Mo Linglin outside.
...
As soon as they left the house, they ran into Nalan Yanran.
She had already inquired with the city guards.
Mo Linglin was rescued by a fourth-rank alchemist named Chen Beixuan.
"Sister Yanran?"
"Is the Mo family really..."
Mo Linglin asked, her eyes welling up as she saw Nalan Yanran and burst into tears.
"Why are you asking me?"
"Didn't you go to see Great Elder Mo Cheng, and then the Mo family was destroyed?"
"I'm wondering why you're here!"
Nalan Yanran asked, looking at Mo Linglin in confusion.
"I've always been here, never left!"
Mo Linglin looked at Nalan Yanran in confusion, somewhat confused as to what she meant.
"Then I'll stay at the Mo Clan..."
Nalan Yanran was about to say something else, but Xiao Yan suddenly interrupted her.
"Miss, we have important matters to attend to. Please don't block our way here,"
Xiao Yan said, and continued walking out with Mo Linglin.
Seeing this, Nalan Yanran hurriedly followed.
However, she didn't say anything more. Instead, she
wanted to see what they were planning.
...
The Mo Clan.
Now, the few remaining members of the Mo Clan have all been captured by the Bor City Lord.
Although not all of the scattered members have been apprehended, he has already sent word to the city lords of other cities.
The remnants of the Mo Clan will surely have no hope of escape.
"Lord City Lord, do we really not have to worry about the Yunlan Sect?"
Ye Cong, the head of the Ye Clan, asked with some concern.
"Don't worry, I've sent a message to the royal family, asking Elder Jia to come and administer justice. By then, even if Yun Yun arrives in person, what will happen?"
The Bor City Lord said calmly.
(End of Chapter)