Chapter 94: The Mountain Rain Is About to Fall, and the Wind Fills the Tower

Royal Capital, Seven Stars Sect Branch.

Mo Qiu sipped his tea and hummed a tune.

Ever since he saw off Young Master Qin and his group last time, his peaceful days had returned.

Fighting and killing—how crude.

So uncivilized.

Deng deng deng.

Bang!

The door was pushed open, and a disciple rushed in.

“Elder! Elder Mo!”

“Don’t panic, don’t panic, young man. Have you forgotten all my words from before?”

Mo Qiu remained composed, speaking unhurriedly.

“Don’t be anxious. Cultivation requires calmness of mind. Look at you, far too impulsive.”

The disciple took several deep breaths to steady himself.

Seeing this, Mo Qiu picked up his teacup and took a light sip.

“Speak, what happened to make you this flustered?”

“Reporting to Elder Mo, Young Master Qin has returned.”

Shing—

Mo Qiu sat up instantly.

“Is that true?”

“This disciple couldn’t possibly be mistaken!”

Whoosh!

The next moment, a gust of wind swept by.

By the time the disciple opened his eyes, Elder Mo Qiu’s figure was already gone.

Downstairs.

“Aiyo! Young Master Qin, what an honor! Forgive me for not welcoming you sooner!”

Mo Qiu greeted with a wide smile.

For some reason, Qin Mu felt a chill as he looked at Mo Qiu before him.

Eh—

“Alright, alright, Elder Mo. As always, the usual room.”

“No problem! Young Master Qin, please this way!”

Mo Qiu led the way ahead.

Just now, Mo Qiu had glanced over the group.

Mm, Young Master Qin—absolutely untouchable.

Qin Mengyu—this little girl, also not to be offended.

As for Liu Tiancheng’s daughter—best to be polite with her too.

Why is there a Daoist disciple here as well?

Sigh, as long as Young Master Qin says nothing, let him stay.

The last one, some kind of Holy Son from the Sound Sect—Mo Qiu didn’t have much impression, seemed to be from the Li Family or something.

Forget it, not important.

After all, no matter how powerful the Li Family is, they can’t meddle in the Seven Stars Sect’s internal affairs.

On the contrary, Young Master Qin has close ties with the Sect Master, and Liu Tiancheng, as the Dao Sect Leader, is a heavyweight figure.

All of them are not to be offended.

Li Wenji stared at the youth walking ahead with Junior Sister Qin, seething inside.

Damn brat!

Hmph!

Just you wait!

I’ll make you come to your senses and stay away from Junior Sister Qin.

***

Seven Stars Sect, Sect Master’s Main Peak.

A mature beauty lay sideways on the bed, handing a report to the cold-faced beauty before her.

“Little Ruoshuang, see? I told you, Mu’er would be fine.”

Qin Ruoshuang looked at the report in her hand, her tense expression relaxing slightly.

She looked up at Lu Qian.

“Why?”

“Hmm?”

“Why wouldn’t you let me go?”

Lu Qian rubbed her forehead at this.

“If you went, you’d have killed that brat outright. I need a living captive.”

Looking at Qin Ruoshuang’s emotionless face, Lu Qian sighed inwardly.

Little Ruoshuang was perfect in every way, except she lost her composure whenever Mu’er was involved.

“Anyone who harms Mu’er deserves death.”

Qin Ruoshuang said coldly.

Lu Qian sighed.

“That’s why you still can’t go see Mu’er right now, Little Ruoshuang.”

Qin Ruoshuang looked calmly at Lu Qian.

Lu Qian: “……”

This little girl is so stubborn.

“It’s not that I don’t want you to see Mu’er, it’s just not the right time yet.”

Lu Qian hooked her finger, and a Jade Slip floated over from a distance.

“It says here that the Demon Clan has a grand plan, centered around that brat Jing Kun. Only Mu’er can break the stalemate.”

“So we must watch and wait for the right moment to catch the behind-the-scenes mastermind.”

However, from the look on Qin Ruoshuang’s face, it was clear she hadn’t listened to a word.

After a moment, Qin Ruoshuang relented.

“Fine. But Mu’er must be alone with me for three days.”

That was her condition.

It had been so long since she’d seen Mu’er; Qin Ruoshuang could hardly stand it.

“Alright, alright, that’s acceptable.”

Lu Qian agreed to the terms.

***

Daoist.

An elderly man in Daoist robes, white-haired but youthful in face, played chess with a monk in a kasaya.

“Hehe, having your Chun Yunzi watch over Lu Sect Leader’s relatives was quite a well-timed move.”

The Buddhist Patriarch spoke.

Dao Sovereign stroked his beard and smiled.

“At the Yunlong Mountain assembly, you and I both saw Lu Sect Leader’s strength. Given time, no one in the Eastern Region could stand against her.”

The Buddhist Patriarch didn’t argue.

“Indeed. Who would have thought, after competing our whole lives, a junior would surpass us both.”

“But this time, I didn’t expect the Demon Clan to make moves as well.”

Dao Sovereign glanced at the report written by Chun Yunzi.

“Amitabha, does the Demon Clan intend to rise again?”

The Buddhist Patriarch said worriedly.

A thousand years ago, the Demon Clan had stirred up chaos in the Eastern Region, only quelled by a combined effort of many powers.

Now, after just a thousand years, did they wish to rise again?!

Dao Sovereign set a chess piece down.

“If that’s the case, we must prepare. Last time, the Demon Clan’s sudden assault cost the Human Clan dearly.”

The Buddhist Patriarch nodded.

“Whatever happens, we must make the Demon Clan pay this time.”

Dao Sovereign: “……”

The Buddhist Patriarch noticed the Dao Sovereign staring at the board with a solemn face and frowned.

“Did you realize something amiss?”

“Hmm…”

Dao Sovereign held a chess piece, then set it down with a click.

“Ahahaha! I win!”

Dao Sovereign laughed to the sky.

“To think, my chess is still superior!”

He pointed at the Buddhist Patriarch, unable to contain his excitement.

“We agreed—the loser has to bark like a dog! Hurry, I’m looking forward to it!”

Buddhist Patriarch: “……”

***

Demon Clan.

A blood-red figure wreathed in dark energy sat on a throne, cold eyes fixed on the two figures below.

“Bahufa. Jiuhu Fa.”

The two figures below shuddered at the words, their voices trembling.

“Reporting to Master, this mission…”

“This seat did not ask for your excuses!”

In an instant, a wave of pressure swept through.

“The task I gave you was simple—bring back Jing Kun. Such an easy mission, and you claim to have failed.”

The oppressive air nearly made Bahufa and Jiuhu Fa suffocate.

After a moment, Bahufa spoke shakily.

“It should have been a sure thing, but unexpectedly, a Nascent Soul Realm expert appeared. Had we not escaped… retreated swiftly, we might not have returned.”

Everything had been under control, until a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse suddenly appeared.

The blood-red figure remained silent, and Bahufa and Jiuhu Fa dared not utter another word.

After a long pause, the blood-red figure stood.

“This seat grants you both a chance to redeem yourselves.”

“Thank you, Master!”

“Don’t thank me yet.”

The blood-red figure stepped down, approaching Bahufa and Jiuhu Fa one step at a time.

“Not only must you bring back Jing Kun, you must also kill a brat named Qin Mu. This brat will be our plan’s greatest obstacle!”

“I will send additional support. If you fail again, don’t bother returning alive.”

“Yes, Master!”