MOF Chapter 40

Chapter 40: It’s Easy to Avenge New Grudges, But Hard to Resolve Old Resentments Xie Yiling sneered, his smile…

Ghost Questioning Heart glared, angrily shouting, “Yan Wuji!”

Yan Zhan’s expression was arrogant andArrogant, his thick eyebrows sweeping across his face, not at all afraid of Ghost Questioning Heart’s aggressive aura.

Seeing him like this, the anger in Ghost Questioning Heart’s heart grew even stronger. He held the Charging Star Sword, fully charged with strength, and fiercely stabbed over.

Yan Zhan didn’t dodge or avoid, waiting for the sword tip to pierce his shoulder, he twisted his body, and taking advantage of the sword’s miss, raised his hand and directly grasped Ghost Questioning Heart’s sword.

Ghost Questioning Heart even heard the sound of the sword’s body slicing across flesh, making a subtle tearing sound. That sound made him feel uncomfortable all over, and his hairs stood on end.

Yan Zhan smiled, shaking the sword body as if he couldn’t feel the pain: “Ghost Gongzi, how about I let you have three moves? This is the first move.”

Ghost Questioning Heart’s face was a bit unsightly, he gritted his teeth and tried to retract his sword, but found that he couldn’t pull it out no matter what. The sword was as firmly rooted in Yan Zhan’s hand.

Ghost Questioning Heart released the sword and switched to using spiritual power to control it.

“Charging Star, come back!”

With a sharp shout, the spiritual sword shook. Yan Zhan’s originally bloodied hand was even more gushing with blood.

Yan Zhan suddenly chuckled, tilting his head to look behind Ghost Questioning Heart and said: “Ghost Gongzi, be careful.”

Ghost Questioning Heart didn’t have time to turn around, and quickly reacted by controlling the spiritual sword to block.

With a “clang” sound of vibration, he was heavily struck from behind by that force.

“Noisy.” Wen Liangchen’s body was deeply cold, his tone icy, “To kill a mere son of an Immortal Clan, you can actually get yourself covered in blood.”

Yan Zhan raised his injured hand, smiling innocently at Wen Liangchen.

Ghost Questioning Heart saw Wen Liangchen, and was immediately shocked: “Wen, Wen Liangchen?!”

Wen Liangchen was not in the mood for reminiscing, his movements decisive, striking Ghost Questioning Heart with a palm. His palm wind was fierce, and he made a sudden move, leaving no way out.

Ghost Questioning Heart couldn’t dodge in time, and was struck by this palm, instantly only feeling his eyes blacken, and his soul almost shaken out. He looked up at the sky, his vision blurred, spat out two large mouthfuls of blood, and gasped for breath, exhaling a mouthful of bloody smell.

The black gas in Wen Liangchen’s palm was chaotic, not giving Ghost Questioning Heart any chance to breathe, and struck again. The black gas looked like a skeleton, grinning and about to add another sin to his back, but it was split in half by an iron chain halfway.

Xie Yiling, who had rushed over, shook the talisman chain, and the chain in his hand stretched longer and longer, entangling the heavily injured Ghost Questioning Heart, pulling him over in one fell swoop.

Gu Huanzhi and the others behind him immediately acted quickly to support Ghost Questioning Heart.

Si Wumian, mixed in with the Undecided World disciples, saw Nangong Ci, as if finding the backbone, and exclaimed with joy: “Fufeng Daozhang, you’re here!”

Xie Yiling and the others had been teased by those black mist puppets in Ghost City for a long time. Whether it was Southern Return Heavenly Pavilion, or Sun and Moon Spirit Platform, or Cang Ling Du’s immortal techniques, they were all useless against these puppets.

Gu Huanzhi had just witnessed the power of the puppet technique, and couldn’t help but say: “No wonder it’s listed as a forbidden technique by the Immortal Clans, there’s simply nothing that can control them!”

For some reason, among a group of senior Immortal Clan people, he subconsciously first asked Xie Yiling: “Xie Shixiong, do you have any methods?”

Xie Yiling was sweating profusely at this time, his eyes were slightly wet, he shook his head, and sweat seeped into his eyes with the movement, causing some stinging pain.

However, he couldn’t care about this pain, only tilting his head to ask Nangong Ci on the other side: “Shizun, how are you?”

Nangong Ci’s expression paused, earlier because of smearing blood to offer spirits, seemingly hurting the spiritual veins, but in reality, for him, it was only a temporary shallow pain.

He raised his hand and pressed his chest, feeling the intact spiritual power in his body, and coughed lightly twice, his voice almost floating into Xie Yiling’s ear: “It’s alright.”

Xie Yiling was not at ease, and was about to go over, when a black mist puppet took the opportunity to pass by him, a “tearing” sound of cloth tearing sounded. He covered his arm, and bloodstains were faintly visible between his fingers.

The black mist puppet lengthened its figure, swaying in front and behind Xie Yiling, as if mocking him.

Nangong Ci’s eyes cooled down, and with one sword, he accurately stabbed the puppet, but it was useless. The puppet was unharmed, swaying and floating away.

“Too much.” Xie Yiling gritted his teeth.

He quickly glanced at the others, seeing them busy dealing with the puppets, and no one noticed this side. Spiritual power faintly appeared at his fingertips, the light was blood red, and even the entire palm showed red. The bones, meridians, and textures of the palm were clearly visible.

Xie Yiling silently chanted a few incantations based on his memory, and suddenly, everything around him became slow in his eyes. He twitched the talisman chain, whipping it again and again on the nearby black mist puppets.

In just three or five strikes, he saw the golden silk inside their bodies being whipped out, falling on the ground, and turning into a spiritual force, dissipating with the wind.

Xie Yiling easily controlled the puppets that had their golden silk removed. At the same time, a golden silk appeared between his ten fingers, wrapping around his fingers in a complex manner.

It was actually… exactly the same as the puppet technique used by Wen Zilao in Mo City!

Xie Yiling calmed down, untangling the golden threads on his hands. As he moved, the puppets in Ghost City felt another force contending for their bodies, and they immediately panicked, hiding everywhere, wanting to conceal themselves.

His eyes sank, and with a raise of his hand, he threw the talisman chain out in a flash of lightning, and with a loud “clang”, it hit a puppet, and a cloud of black mist dissipated in the blink of an eye.

“This is?” Shen Wangu noticed another force appearing nearby, contending with the black mist puppets. He exchanged a glance with Gu Ziyan, and the two turned their heads to look at Xie Yiling at the same time.

On the other hand, Nangong Ci’s expression was no different, seemingly not caring at all that Xie Yiling knew ghost dao evil techniques.

Everyone was silent for a moment, no one opened their mouth to ask questions, but they were shocked again and again in their hearts.

The disciple received by Fufeng Daozhang is actually a demonic cultivator! No, he knows Southern Return immortal techniques, he is clearly a dual cultivator of immortals and demons!

Xie Yiling temporarily controlled the black mist puppets, and Nangong Ci waved Azurefall, the black mist turned into smoke and dissipated.

Seeing the atmosphere was a bit strange, Gu Huanzhi quickly turned his eyes and said: “Let’s quickly go and help Ghost Gongzi!”

Everyone came back to their senses, and could only suppress the mood to question Xie Yiling for the time being, and hurried to Undecided World.

Xie Yiling saved Ghost Questioning Heart, this was the second time he had met Wen Liangchen since his rebirth. His gaze was calm, looking at Wen Liangchen indifferently.

The black gas around Wen Liangchen’s body converged a little, he stared at Xie Yiling for a while, before slowly opening his mouth: “Who exactly are you? And who used a spiritual artifact to resurrect you?”

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings fell silent. Countless gazes gathered on Xie Yiling, especially Shen Wangu and Gu Ziyan, their gazes almost turned into substance, as if to see through him.

Xie Yiling’s whole body was tense, but his face was calm, he sneered, his tone light and slow: “What is Wen Gongzi afraid of? Are you worried that I am one of your wronged souls under your sword, coming to seek revenge?”

Wen Liangchen’s expression changed, his eyes suddenly becoming gloomy. The black gas in his palm greatly increased, striking Xie Yiling quickly and fiercely.

Xie Yiling reacted quickly, immediately using the talisman chain as a shield. Azurefall as usual came to protect him, who knew that a flying dart was killed halfway, robbing Azurefall of the opportunity to “save the beauty”.

Xie Yiling looked back in surprise, seeing a somewhat familiar face. It was the Gongzi in the dark green robe who had collided with him on the street.

He saw him take off the wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and drank heartily. After the gourd was empty, he shook his long sleeves violently, and a few drops of wine containing spiritual energy turned into sharp weapons and shot straight at Wen Liangchen.

Wen Liangchen raised his hand, caught the sharp weapons, reflected them back, but was easily dodged by the green-clothed Gongzi.

He laughed loudly, his slightly red eyes faintly containing tears: “Wen Liangchen, I’m here today to take your dog’s life!”

Yan Zhan smacked his tongue, watching the show with relish: “Another one seeking revenge, you really have a lot of enemies.”

Wen Liangchen curled his lips, sarcastically said: “He is also your enemy, he is here to avenge the Mo family.”

Yan Zhan was slightly surprised, looking at the green-clothed Gongzi with more interest: “Oh? Is that so?”

He chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes, but coldness.

Gu Huanzhi leaned close to Xie Yiling, and asked in a low voice: “Xie Shixiong, who is this person? Looking at him and Wen Liangchen, they seem to have a deep grudge. Why don’t we pull him over, and we’ll have another helper?”

Xie Yiling said in a low voice: “Don’t worry, let’s take a look first.”

Yan Zhan casually tore off a section of his sleeve, wrapped it around his injured hand a few times: “Let me do it.”

He held Killing Life, and grinned.

Wen Liangchen did not compete with him, just nodded slightly, and saw Yan Zhan’s figure flashed like a ghost to the vicinity of the green-clothed Gongzi.

Killing Life’s baleful aura was strong, stained with human life and blood, unstoppable stabbing over.

The green-clothed Gongzi was not afraid, raised his hand, and a few flying darts flashed coldly between his fingers.

Yan Zhan had been splashing blood on the tip of a knife all year round, naturally knowing how to quickly kill an opponent, therefore, every move was aimed at the vital points, every move revealing fierceness and the killing intent to kill the opponent with one blow.

The green-clothed Gongzi calmly defended, dodging and counterattacking nimbly. Suddenly, his figure flashed, and he caught Yan Zhan’s Killing Life sword with his bare hands, and reacted extremely quickly, kicking Yan Zhan’s abdomen with one foot.

He almost used all his strength in this kick, instantly sending Yan Zhan flying out a distance.

The flying dart made a loud sound of breaking through the air, stabbing towards the person sitting on the ground, hitting Yan Zhan with a fierce attack that pierced the sky. But when it was half an inch away from him, it sank into another person’s flesh.

Lu Jinnian endured the pain and caught the flying dart with his arm, his eyes fluctuating with killing intent.

“Be careful!” Xie Yiling suddenly shouted.

He raised his hand and wanted to swing the talisman chain to prevent the sword from stabbing the green-clothed Gongzi from behind, but it was still a bit short. Fortunately, the green-clothed Gongzi quickly tapped the ground with his legs, his body flipped backward into the air, just dodging the attack that broke the ice.

Lu Jinnian’s face was a bit pale, he didn’t look at the teasing Yan Zhan, pinched the flying dart on his arm, and slowly pulled it out with force.

Xie Yiling sneered, his smile carrying a hint of sarcasm.

He never thought that a selfish and cold-blooded person like Lu Jinnian would actually do something to take the injury for a companion. Was it because of their deep friendship, or was there another reason?

Lu Jinnian clearly saw Xie Yiling’s expression, both annoyed and a bit puzzled.

Except for the time in Endless Cave, he couldn’t think of when he had seen Xie Yiling, and didn’t understand why this person would show a mocking smile that he was already familiar with.

When the green-clothed Gongzi landed steadily, he flipped his hand, and a few more flying darts appeared between his fingers, shooting at Lu Jinnian. Lu Jinnian raised his sword and waved, the crisp sound of sharp blades ringing out.

Si Wumian brought Mo Wuchou over while they were fighting: “Fufeng Daozhang, Xie Shixiong! Why did you suddenly come here?”

Xie Yiling finished explaining Wen Liangchen’s plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and saw Si Wumian’s expression was both surprised and delighted: “Xie Shixiong actually thought the same as me!”

Xie Yiling was also slightly surprised in his heart, then noticed Mo Wuchou on the side, and asked: “Who is this Gongzi?”

Si Wumian looked at the two and said: “This is Mo Wuchou, Gongzi Mo, whom I met by chance in Ghost City.”

Xie Yiling was stunned, the man in front of him was actually Mo Wuchou?