Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Everyone was stunned, particularly some of the female disciples. They found it impossible to imagine that Mo Wentian, who was always so warm and whose smile felt like a spring breeze, could act with such viciousness!

His actions today were so out of character that they couldn’t accept it.

Dii Qingxue’s gaze darkened. She seemed to understand something but said nothing, her eyes fixed on Mo Wentian.

The same was true for Nangong Liuyun, though a different thought was forming in his mind. He narrowed his eyes and exchanged a look with the other Elders.

Seeing the suspicious gazes from the crowd, Mo Wentian felt ill at ease.

He knew that by taking action, he would inevitably arouse suspicion and speculation.

But killing Elder Mo had been a necessity.

He had, of course, been the one to order Elder Mo to threaten Ye Wushuang. Now that the plot was exposed, if Ye Wushuang were to use some special method to force a confession, it would implicate him, making it difficult to maintain his standing in the Ancient Spirit Sect.

What’s more, if his relationship with Elder Mo were to be discovered, things would become even more troublesome.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian’s expression regained its placid calm. "Sect Master, esteemed Elders, I was out of line just now. I was simply overcome with anger and lost my composure for a moment. I am ready to accept punishment."

"Wentian, you eliminated a menace to the Sect. There is no fault in a momentary emotional outburst," Nangong Liuyun said with a faint smile. "Since the main culprit has been dealt with, we shall let this matter rest."

"Sect Master, Mo—" Ye Rou knew something was amiss and started to speak, but Ye Wushuang silenced her with a look.

Seeing that Ye Wushuang didn’t react and showed no dissatisfaction toward Mo Wentian’s actions, Nangong Liuyun grew very curious. ’This kid... his great opportunity was stolen, yet he’s this calm. It’s too strange.’

’Could he have been bluffing everyone about this opportunity all along?’

Nangong Liuyun mused to himself with a wry smile. He realized he couldn’t see through what Ye Wushuang was thinking at all.

’This kid is far from simple!’

’Even I can’t read him. Interesting, very interesting!’

’However, since he hasn’t said anything, I’ll let it go. Besides, Mo Wentian’s special status is a factor that can’t be ignored.’

After a final glance at Ye Wushuang, Nangong Liuyun swept his gaze over the crowd and said, "The Barbarian God Battle Platform is upon us. All of you must work together. We cannot afford to create disorder in our own ranks. Do you understand?"

"Rest assured, Sect Master. We will certainly bring glory to the Sect," Mo Wentian declared with a respectful bow.

Nangong Liuyun looked at Mo Wentian, a glint in his eyes, then turned and departed from Cyan Profound Peak. The other Elders followed suit.

"Brother Ye, abou—"

"Within the Sect, you should address me as Law Enforcement Elder."

Mo Wentian had approached with a smile, addressing him as Brother Ye, but Ye Wushuang cut him off with a wave, his expression making it clear they were not on familiar terms.

The corner of Mo Wentian’s mouth twitched, and his smile froze.

After a brief pause, he continued, "Law Enforcement Elder, it doesn’t matter who killed Elder Mo; it was for the good of the Sect. I hope you won’t take it to heart. Of course, the credit for this deed belongs to you."

"That’s where you’re wrong. You killing Elder Mo is not the same as me killing him. You may not know this, but I have a certain principle: anyone who dares to harm the people by my side, I’ll usually repay them with death by a thousand cuts—or something even more brutal."

Ye Wushuang spoke with a smile, his eyes narrowed, but his light tone made those nearby feel as if a frigid wind was blowing past, sending shivers down their spines.

"Also..." Ye Wushuang lowered his voice and said, "Elder Mo’s surname was Mo, and it seems yours is Mo as well. I wonder if you’re from the same family. If you are, then that’s truly unfortunate."

At his words, the corner of Mo Wentian’s mouth twitched again. ’He’s definitely doing this on purpose.’ After a moment, Mo Wentian suppressed his feelings, his smile remaining fixed. "Law Enforcement Elder, you are overthinking things. That man was a spy; how could he possibly be related to me? He deserved to die."

"That’s good." Watching Mo Wentian maintain his smile, Ye Wushuang’s own expression grew heavy. He couldn’t help but remark internally, ’This Mo Wentian is quite the character. He’s not simple at all.’

Still, Ye Wushuang had already guessed that Mo Wentian was connected to Ye Rou’s abduction. Based on all the evidence, there had to be a mastermind behind the scenes, and that mastermind was likely Mo Wentian.

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave," Mo Wentian said with a smile, turning to depart. He paused for a moment when he reached Elder Mo’s corpse.

He lowered his head slightly, and his eyes glinted with endless killing intent and a sinister cold. ’I will kill Ye Wushuang with my own hands to avenge you.’

With that, Mo Wentian also departed from Cyan Profound Peak.

"Xiaoshuang, Mo Wentian has to be the mastermind behind this! Your things weren’t on Elder Mo, so they must be on him. Why didn’t you take this opportunity to get them back?" Ye Rou asked. From his actions, she had already deduced that Mo Wentian was the true mastermind.

"Sister, have you forgotten what I told you?" Ye Wushuang said with a smile, looking at the anxious Ye Rou. "My property isn’t something just anyone can take. He’ll have more than enough to deal with. For now, to prevent any other incidents, you all should enter closed-door cultivation and prepare for the Barbarian God Battle Platform."

"Mm-hm," Ye Rou nodded.

Just then, Dii Qingxue walked over and added a quiet warning, "Mo Wentian is the direct heir of the Mo Family, one of the Holy City Gate Valves. The Sect Master has to give them face, so..."

"The Mo Family, a Gate Valve!" Ye Wushuang’s interest was piqued. He asked with a smile, "Compared to the Holy Dynasty, which is stronger?"

Dii Qingxue replied, "They can’t compare, of course, but they are still a formidable power. You should be very careful in the future."

"Are you worried about me?" Ye Wushuang asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Hmph!" Hearing his abrupt change in topic, Dii Qingxue snorted coldly. Without a word, she turned and left, a blush creeping onto her pretty face. Inwardly, she cursed, ’It’d serve you right if you died! Who’s worried about you!?’

Once Dii Qingxue was gone, people began to leave one after another. Jian Bufan also left without a word, heading back to his own closed-door cultivation.

Now, only the members of Cyan Profound Peak remained.

Elder Rong and Elder Zhang’s old faces were pale. After everything that had happened, they suddenly realized they had been nothing but clowns.

Worse, they had thoroughly offended Ye Wushuang.

Now that the other Elders had abandoned them, they felt the urge to slap themselves. Why did they have to act so despicably just now?

Everyone else watched the pair, silently congratulating themselves for not getting foolishly involved with them. Now, the two were facing their comeuppance.

"Law Enforcement Elder, I... we were wrong. We beg you, be the bigger person and spare us..." Elder Rong pleaded, his face a mask of misery.

"Sorry, I’m not feeling particularly magnanimous." Before Elder Rong could finish, Ye Wushuang cut in coldly. ’They wanted me dead. Who the hell would be magnanimous enough to forgive that?’

"Law Enforcement Elder, we were wrong!"

The color drained from their faces. If Ye Wushuang wouldn’t let them off the hook, he would surely torment them to death on Cyan Profound Peak in the days to come.

At this thought, they both raised their hands. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! The sounds of them slapping their own old faces echoed, leaving the onlookers with bewildered expressions.

Ye Wushuang didn’t deign to give them a second glance. He said to Ye Rou and Chen Yuan, "You two handle what’s left here, then go cultivate. We’ll deal with the rest when I get back from Juwang Valley."

"Okay!" Ye Rou nodded.

With a final glance at the two men slapping themselves, he headed for Fengtian Peak.

「Before long, Ye Wushuang arrived at Juwang Valley.」

"Junior Brother Ye, you’re here."

Qianling was just exiting a house, and her pretty face lit up with joy upon seeing Ye Wushuang.

The Craftsman Emperor also emerged from inside and asked, "You’re back again, kid. How are you finding that Dragon Blood Battle Saber?"

Ye Wushuang could only give a wry smile. Without a word, he stepped forward and handed over the shattered Dragon Blood Battle Saber.

"This..."

Seeing that the weapon he had personally forged was hacked to the point of shattering, the Craftsman Emperor’s brilliant eyes flickered incessantly. "What kind of monster are you, kid? You can break a weapon forged by me? What were you trying to cut, Divine Iron?"

"Senior, I couldn’t help it!" Ye Wushuang said, shaking his head. "My fighting style is a little unusual. It’s highly destructive, which takes a heavy toll on my weapons."

"Senior, I must trouble you to forge it for me one more time. This is Celestial Treasure Deep Blue Star Gold, and here are a few more things..." Ye Wushuang handed several Celestial Treasures to the Craftsman Emperor.

"Well now, kid, you actually managed to get your hands on so many good things." The Craftsman Emperor was flabbergasted by the Celestial Treasures Ye Wushuang handed him.

Spiritual Talents were easy to find, but Celestial Treasures were exceedingly rare.

After examining the materials in his hand, the Craftsman Emperor said, "Same as always. One forging, one favor!"

"Deal!" Ye Wushuang nodded, agreeing without hesitation.

"Decisive! I like doing business with decisive people. You’re an interesting kid," the Craftsman Emperor said with a booming laugh.

Ye Wushuang laughed as well, but his smile carried a hint of some other meaning.

A meaning that not even the Craftsman Emperor could decipher...