Nangong Qin waved his hand, "That's you. After all, you are new pigs in the Heavenly Academy. For veterans like us, we can just casually greet a couple of people in the Heavenly Academy, and they can deal with him."
"You're all chatting so happily, does anyone care about my feelings?" Mo Qi scanned the crowd.
At this moment, passing students also stopped, looking like they enjoyed the show.
Some people recognized Mo Qi, "Isn't this the guy who fought at the entrance a while ago? Why is he being surrounded again today?"
"Alas, poverty does not diminish ambition. Why can't he be more low-key? He'll end up with no bones left sooner or later."
"Yeah, if you don't know the times, have no power or influence, and don't know how to be low-key, then there's only a dead end."
Nangong Qin heard these remarks, and the contempt in his eyes was about to overflow. He glanced at Mo Qi, "Kid, did you steal my love and poach Young Master Yuwen's corner?"
Mo Qi looked bewildered, "What did I do? Poach whose corner? Why don't you figure it out before you come to uphold justice for others? Otherwise, you won't even know if you're sold."
Nangong Qin paused, "Are you teaching me how to behave? Let me tell you, in the Qionglu Realm, for people of your status to have a conflict with Young Master Yuwen, as long as Young Master Yuwen says you are wrong, then you are wrong. Because here, power represents reason."
Mo Qi snorted, "I guess you're from the Nangong family, right? Then if your Nangong family conflicts with the Yuwen family, who is right and who is wrong?" He had heard Yuwen Dong call him Brother Nangong earlier.
"Of course, my Nangong family is right," Nangong Qin said without politeness.
Yuwen Dong lowered his voice, "He's sowing discord, don't fall for his trick."
Nangong Qin glared at him, "Whether he sows discord or not, it's all the same. Am I wrong?"
Yuwen Dong really wanted to turn his face on him at that moment, seeing his arrogant and condescending demeanor.
However, firstly, he couldn't beat him, let alone the fact that he had two helpers. Secondly, he had invited him for help, so it was not appropriate to fall out with him. Falling out would mean losing everything.
Whatever, as long as Mo Qi could die, he would endure it for now.
So he chose to swallow his pride.
Mo Qi said again, "But the reality is that Young Master Yuwen's relentless pursuit was unsuccessful, not that I intervened and stole his love. Then Young Master Yuwen said I was wrong, and you followed him saying I was wrong. From the looks of it, your Nangong family is listening to the Yuwen family, not the Yuwen family listening to the Nangong family."
Nangong Qin felt like he was being led in circles. He carefully sorted out his thoughts, trying desperately to get out, but the more he thought, the more confused he became.
He felt like he was about to crack and said angrily, "You're looking for death!"
As he spoke, Nangong Qin formed a hand seal, and a ripple appeared before him. The ripple swirled in the center, with infinite illusory shadows extending forward, silently enveloping Mo Qi.
In an instant, Mo Qi felt an infinite pulling force drawing his body into the vortex.
It was imaginable that once sucked into the vortex, he would be ground into a pulp.
In a hurry, Mo Qi erected an ice wall in front of him, but the rotating dark shadow instantly shattered the ice wall.
Then, Mo Qi's body was pulled towards the vortex.
"What skill is it to be good with words? It's still about fighting it out, hahaha." Nangong Qin's arrogant laughter echoed in the air.
The two lackeys beside him seized the opportunity to flatter him, "Young Master Nangong has unparalleled divine power. Dealing with such a minor character is as easy as pie."
"Yes, it's just a little warm-up and the matter is resolved."
Yuwen Dong, seeing that Mo Qi was bound to die, lost interest in watching further.
Nangong Qin was here to show off, to display his noble influence, not to help him vent his anger.
So he quietly turned around and left.
The three people in the arena didn't bother to pay attention to Yuwen Dong. They were all laughing wildly, watching Mo Qi about to be ground into pulp, almost celebrating in advance.
One on the left suddenly said with some worry, "Young Master Nangong, will there be any consequences for killing someone in the academy?"
Nangong Qin snorted, "Of course there are consequences. The consequence is that the ground will be dirtied, hahaha..."
"Don't worry, we won't even have to clean up if the ground gets dirty," Nangong Qin said with endless arrogance.
One on the right followed with a dry laugh, "Another consequence is that the air will be polluted."
The three of them burst into laughter again.
Some of the onlookers around couldn't bear to watch and shook their heads, leaving one after another.
In the sight of the three, the person opposite was struggling in vain, making a last-ditch effort, but no matter how he struggled, it was useless.
The tearing and pulling force intensified, and he would eventually be unable to resist.
In his desperation, he swallowed something into his mouth.
It was really laughable, eating something at this time, was he really born from a hungry ghost?
Or was it that he wouldn't have a chance to eat if he didn't eat now? Then he should have eaten chicken wings.
Then, they were surprised to find that Mo Qi's body was firmly stabilized, as if rooted to the ground, incredibly stable.
No matter how the surroundings churned like a stormy sea, kicking up sand and stones, his body remained unmoved.
Only his hair and clothes fluttered in the wind, making him look elegant and extraordinary.
The three were greatly shocked.
The people around were also full of surprise, "What happened? He ate something and became like a different person. What did he eat?"
"But what's the use of just standing still?"
"Come on! Hold steady!"
After a moment of surprise, Nangong Qin and the other two gradually calmed down. Nangong Qin shouted and pushed his spiritual power to the extreme. Sparks flew from the dark shadow in the air, and bloodshot veins appeared in Nangong Qin's eyes.
The surrounding trees and rockeries were uprooted and flew into the air, yet Mo Qi remained motionless.
Nangong Qin was going mad and shouted, "Help me quickly!"
The two people around immediately understood and prepared to join.
However, Mo Qi smiled coldly, "I'm done playing with you."
As he spoke, Mo Qi took out his pipa fan and fanned the three of them fiercely. At the same time, he shot out arrow energy from his fingertips randomly, hitting the three of them, depending on their fate and where it landed.
The three of them screamed as their bodies were instantly swept up like leaves in a strong wind and blown outside the academy.
Mo Qi shook his head, "It seems the ground is a bit dirty, and the air is also a bit dirty!"
After Nangong Qin and the three were blown out of the academy, the two followers were hanging on trees, with one or two holes in their bodies. They were not seriously injured, but Nangong Qin smashed directly onto the ground, creating a large pit.
His body also had several holes pierced through it. At this moment, not only was he bleeding from his body, but also from all seven orifices.
His eyes held endless desolation, as if he had touched despair.
The two followers shouted, "Young Master Nangong, how are you?"
Nangong Qin spat blood back at them.
The two were greatly alarmed, and hurriedly supported Nangong Qin one on each side, carrying him towards his home.
Upon arriving at the Nangong family, the two threw Nangong Qin at the door and fled as if flying.
After a while, several housekeepers ran out, saw it was Nangong Qin, and were startled. They hurriedly carried him inside.
Nangong Zhennan was cultivating at home when he heard that his beloved son was seriously injured. He rushed out of the room and, upon seeing Nangong Qin's condition in the courtyard, was filled with both shock and anger.
"Who is it? Who dares to injure my son?"
Upon hearing this, other family members also rushed out. Madam Nangong saw this and cried heartbrokenly.
After a cursory examination of Nangong Qin's injuries, Nangong Zhennan discovered that his son's meridians were shattered in multiple places, and his cultivation was废 (废 -廢,废, ruined, abolished, crippled). Even if he were cured, he would be crippled. Enraged, he cursed the heavens and earth, "Whoever injured my son, I will tear him into a thousand pieces!"
Madam Nangong wept, "My lord, hurry and treat Qin'er. If you want revenge, you'll know who did it after he wakes up."
Nangong Zhennan ordered people to carry Nangong Qin into the house and called several high-cultivation family members to help heal Nangong Qin.
Just as Mo Qi was about to enter his residence, a young male cultivator with a clear complexion and a handsome demeanor walked over with a smiling face and bowed from afar, "Brother Mo, I am Li Xinglan from the Li family of the Qionglu Realm. Greetings, Brother Mo."
Mo Qi looked and confirmed he was a stranger, someone he had never met.
No good deed goes unpunished!
Mo Qi's lips twitched. He suppressed the impatience in his heart and said, "What is it?"
Li Xinglan looked left and right, then back at Mo Qi, and lowered his voice, "Brother Mo, could we speak in private?"
Mo Qi said impatiently, "Just say what you have to say. There's nothing shameful about it." Da Feng Novel Network
Li Xinglan's expression changed slightly. He coughed and said, "Brother Mo, you are now making enemies on all sides. While it's heroic to deal with every challenge as it comes, it's ultimately a suboptimal strategy!"
Mo Qi said coldly, "Do you have a better strategy?"
Li Xinglan's eyes lit up, "Ally with the Murong family, or the Dugu family, to counter the Yuwen and Nangong families."
Mo Qi sneered inwardly, what does this have to do with you?
Without careful investigation, he guessed that this Li family was also a medium-sized family in the Qionglu Realm.
They were sowing discord in the middle, perhaps wanting to muddy the waters and profit from it.
"Thank you for your reminder, I understand." Mo Qi agreed perfunctorily, opened his door, walked in, and slammed it shut.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Li Xinglan's eyes. He spat and turned to leave.
Mo Qi entered his residence and saw Dugu Jun reading at the table. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Don't you have classes to attend every day?"
Dugu Jun smiled, "Who says I don't attend classes? It's just that we choose different courses. Besides attending classes in the academy, I also like to self-study some courses. To improve oneself here, one must have a high degree of self-discipline."
Mo Qi thought this made sense. If he could self-study, so could he.
This habit was contagious. Mo Qi closed his door and began to meditate and cultivate, ignoring worldly affairs.
Self-study meant doing one's own things, such as cultivating the Divine Sense Vajra Art or refining pills!
After an unknown period, Dugu Jun knocked on his door one day and said, "The guards just sent word that someone is waiting for you at the courtyard entrance and wants you to go out."
"Did they say who it was? Male or female?" Mo Qi asked immediately.
"They didn't say. Won't you know when you go?" Dugu Jun said.
Mo Qi felt uneasy. In this unfamiliar place, all the few people he knew were in the academy. So, the person looking for him must be someone he didn't know. And when someone he didn't know looked for him, it was rarely a good thing.
After all, he had made too many enemies recently, and it was possible they were coming for revenge.
But since they had invited him, he had no choice but to go.
With doubts, he still went out.
Looking around, there were many people coming and going at the entrance, but none of them seemed to be waiting for someone or looking for someone.
Strange, was it a prank? Mo Qi thought this and prepared to turn back inside.
At this moment, from the corner of the wall, there was a "pop," and someone was kicked out. At the same time, a woman's voice sounded, a voice he seemed to have heard somewhere before, "Get out! How can a grown man be so hesitant and motherly in his actions?"