Wu Fan finished speaking and floated away. Except for Han Yang, the other peak masters also left one after another. The onlookers dispersed as well. Bai Li Bing and Jin Dan stood there with great concern, not moving an inch.
Han Yang smiled and helped Mo Qi sit up. "It's fine, this Vice Sect Master position will be yours sooner or later."
Han Yang released his hand, and Mo Qi fell back down.
Han Yang helped him up again. "Look, you haven't learned many of your techniques. How can you be our Vice Sect Master? Think about it, if our Ling Xiao Sect has to go out and fight someone, everyone flies away, but you walk there. By the time you arrive, the fight will be over. Are you qualified as Vice Sect Master?"
Mo Qi sprang up from the ground. "Alright, Peak Master Han, then teach this Sect Master the flying technique now."
"Yes, as you command!" Han Yang said with a smile.
"Those two disciples," Mo Qi pointed at Bai Li Bing and Jin Dan, "you two also come and listen to Peak Master Han's lecture."
"Yes, Vice Sect Master!" Jin Dan and Bai Li Bing responded cooperatively and ran forward together.
Han Yang first taught the mental cultivation incantations, then the hand seals, and then explained in detail the accompanying use of spiritual energy and precautions. After finishing, seeing that Mo Qi seemed immersed in contemplating the flying technique and had forgotten everything else, he returned to Youth Peak on his own.
Bai Li Bing and Jin Dan had only temporarily memorized the method for cultivating the flying technique and did not intend to practice it immediately, as they still had to practice flying swords. Currently, that was the crucial matter.
Since this was not the place to practice flying swords, Jin Dan said to the pensive Mo Qi, "Vice Sect Master, should we go to the forest over there to practice?"
Mo Qi ignored him, paused for a moment, and then suddenly ran towards the bridge. With a leap, amidst the exclamations of Bai Li Bing and Jin Dan, he jumped off the bridge.
The two also rushed to the edge of the bridge and tried to look down for Mo Qi's figure, but they could only see a vast expanse of white mist. Their hearts sank by half.
Under normal circumstances, each peak master would give everyone several months to practice a technique. Mo Qi had not practiced at all and had jumped directly off the bridge. Was this practicing the flying technique? This was suicide.
Had Wu Fan's teasing caused Mo Qi so much damage? It shouldn't be that much, right?
From Jin Dan's understanding of Mo Qi, this guy's thick skin was thicker than city walls. Once when he was a child, his pants were taken off by his playmates, and he was forced to run around the village three times, yet he didn't seem sad at all.
However, he had indeed jumped down. Jin Dan couldn't help but shed tears, shouting towards the white mist, "Mo Qi, Mo Qi!"
Bai Li Bing also looked blankly at the area below the bridge, her vision blurred by tears.
In reality, Mo Qi did not consider his actions too risky. He had made significant progress in cultivating the Divine Mind Vajra Art, and his protective divine light shield was becoming increasingly sturdy. He believed that falling from mid-air, with the reinforcement of the protective divine light shield, even if he couldn't execute the flying technique, the damage would not be too great. Moreover, he could use the Mo Blade Ten Thousand Blades technique on the ground when he was close to it, using the rebound force to further reduce the damage.
Therefore, as soon as he jumped off the bridge, he had no distractions. Instead, he focused on experiencing what Han Yang had taught him. He formed hand seals, circulated spiritual energy within his body, which flowed to his limbs. Facing the wind, he gradually felt as light as a swallow, and the wind around him seemed to transform into his own wings...
Suddenly, Bai Li Bing seemed to see a dark figure shuttling rapidly in the misty white expanse. She immediately realized something, turned her face away, and gently wiped her eyes.
At this moment, Jin Dan was still shouting, his voice hoarse.
A voice broke through the air. "What are you yelling about? Your father is still alive." Mo Qi's figure suddenly appeared from afar, approaching rapidly, and landed steadily on the bridge.
He was radiant and full of spirit, having shaken off his previous gloom, as if he had returned to his shameless self.
Jin Dan immediately burst into tears of joy and stepped forward, punching Mo Qi's shoulder. "You scared me to death! You are the future Vice Sect Master, my strongest support in Ling Xiao Sect. If you died like this, I would die of anger too."
Mo Qi also retorted, "Don't worry, if you die, I won't."
The two burst into laughter.
They stood by the bridge, gazing into the distance with great ambition.
"In the future, there, there, this entire area will be ours."
"No, it's yours. I'll help you manage it."
"Alas, brothers, what's there to say about helping manage? What's mine is yours..."
...
Lost in their boundless imagination, they completely forgot that Bai Li Bing was still beside them. Bai Li Bing watched their entranced expressions, unable to bear to disturb them. She shook her head, turned, and left to go practice flying swords.
After a while, Jin Dan noticed Bai Li Bing had left. He realized he had been bragging and wasting so much time. Anxious, he said to Mo Qi with a hint of complaint, "I'm not bragging with you anymore. I'm going to cultivate. Alas, you geniuses will never understand the suffering of us ordinary people."
With that, he ran off.
I need to find a way to help them.
Mo Qi racked his brains, and finally, his eyes lit up. He thought of alchemy. He now had the qualification of an alchemist and could enter and exit the alchemy room freely.
However, before that, he felt it was necessary to pay a visit to Wu Fan.
He walked up the stairs, taking in the scenery along the way. He had been here for so long but had never truly appreciated the scenery of the various peaks. Looking back now, he saw mountains embracing the peaks, the trees lush and green. White mist draped over the green trees like a light veil, resembling an earthly paradise.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Qi's mood became cheerful. Turning back, he saw three people blocking his path.
The three stood side by side, arm in arm, shoulder to shoulder, with sinister smiles and expressions of contempt and disdain.
Mo Qi thought he had just happened to meet them and decided to let them pass.
So he walked around them and moved to the side.
Unexpectedly, the three blocked his path again.
Mo Qi finally realized they were looking for trouble and that he couldn't avoid them.
So he stopped and stared intently at them, waiting for them to speak first.
The three were arranged from high to low. The person in the middle had a slightly crooked mouth, and the people on either side held his shoulders tightly, making it look as if the person on the left was pressing him down, and the person on the right was pulling him.
He seemed to be struggling, panting.
But the people on both sides had to look at his expression, so he said with great effort, "Heh heh... heh, isn't this... our... our Vice Sect Master?"
"Yes, what advice do you have?" Mo Qi asked listlessly.
"No advice, we just genuinely... can't stand it," said the crooked-mouthed fellow.
The rat-faced man on the left said, "Yes, why you? You're not as handsome as us, and your magic power isn't as high as ours. Why should you be Vice Sect Master?"
The plump man on the right said, "If someone like you can be Vice Sect Master, then aren't we all Sect Masters?"
"Yes, we are all Sect Masters, right, Sect Master Zhang?" said the crooked-mouthed man in the middle, looking at Zhang Longxin, the rat-faced man on the left.
"Yes, Sect Master Li," said Zhang Longxin.
"I admit my cultivation isn't high. But to say I'm not as handsome as you is too much," Mo Qi said indignantly, looking at Zhang Longxin.
You guys are all crooked-mouthed and cross-eyed, and you say I'm not as handsome as you? Then what about my appearance?
"Hahaha... you're still angry, the Vice Sect Master is angry." The three laughed heartily.
"So what? You going to bite us? See if you, a Vice Sect Master in the Condensing Soul stage, can bite us?" Zhang Longxin said.
Seeing that Mo Qi had no temper, the plump man even reached out and pushed Mo Qi, causing him to stumble back several steps and almost fall.
With three Foundation Establishment stage experts here, dealing with you, a Condensing Soul stage cultivator, we'll definitely get you today. So what if you're the Vice Sect Master? Without strength, you can only get beaten!
Mo Qi was enraged and pushed the plump man back. However, he couldn't move the other person and instead stumbled, almost falling onto the ground.
This caused the three to laugh even more unscrupulously.
At this moment, a few passersby, seeing the commotion, stopped to watch with great interest.
"This is our Vice Sect Master," several people around exclaimed, with a hint of sarcasm in their voices.
Mo Qi felt his self-esteem had been severely hurt, and his anger burned fiercely in his heart. You can look down on me, but please don't call me Vice Sect Master.
If you call me Vice Sect Master, then please respect me as Vice Sect Master!
If you have the ability, go and become Vice Sect Master yourself. If you don't have the ability, don't come here to seek a sense of presence. Seeking a sense of presence will only reveal your incompetence.
My Vice Sect Master position was earned through my own abilities. What do you have besides dissatisfaction?
"Yes, everyone, look, this is the esteemed Vice Sect Master. I'll pick him up so you can see clearly." The plump man stepped forward, intending to grab Mo Qi's clothes and lift him up like a chicken, but Mo Qi dodged.
"Oh, you little brat, still running? Where are you running? Isn't it better to be obedient?" He missed grabbing one with each hand, and his anger flared up.
In his eyes, a weakling like Mo Qi should have been obediently captured by him. Yet, he dared to escape, wasn't this slapping his face? Didn't he, Fatty, have any shame?
He, Fatty, was here today to deal with conceited fellows like you. Damn it, thinking about it makes me angry. He's so capable but so low-key his whole life.
However, his insult of "little brat" completely enraged Mo Qi.
Mo Qi flicked a finger at the plump man. An unseen dark arrow shot out silently and struck the plump man's left leg. The plump man, weighing several hundred pounds, collapsed like a mountain peak, shaking the ground.
A gust of dust was kicked up, lingering for a long time.
The plump man let out a pig-like howl on the ground, which continued for a long time.
"You little bastard, you dare to trick me." The plump man yelled, trying to struggle to his feet, but as soon as he exerted force on his left leg, he felt pain.
If he didn't use his left leg, he couldn't support his massive body. His right leg said, "I can't do it!"
So he fell down again.
Mo Qi was still not satisfied. He stepped forward and punched the plump man's stomach with a fist carrying spiritual energy. With a loud boom, the plump man's stomach caved in terrifyingly, and his entire body was thrust into the soil.
The plump man wailed, spitting out a mouthful of blood. When he looked down at his stomach, he was so terrified that his soul was about to leave his body. His stomach remained caved in and did not recover.
His limbs were numb. He tried to move them but failed.
His entire body seemed to have melted into the soil like a pile of mud. The plump man's face turned ashen, and he lost the will to live, closing his eyes.
The onlookers were indignant. "This is clearly a sneak attack! Do people without ability only rise to power through such despicable means?"
Mo Qi was so angry he wanted to spit blood. Don't you have any sense of justice? I am alone and weak, and I am being bullied by the three of them!
"You dare to use sneaky tricks again? I'll kill you today!" The crooked-mouthed Li Zhengfeng became furious. He ignored the plump man's fate, immediately formed a hand seal, and a ball of red mist appeared before him. He pointed his hand, and the red mist spun rapidly, condensing into countless sword-shaped spiritual energies that shot towards Mo Qi.
The onlookers showed a hint of surprise. "This Foundation Establishment stage cultivator is indeed different. Look at that aura and the effect of the technique. It's not comparable to that Condensing Soul stage fellow. I think this time it's a sure win."
"Take him down, kill him."
"See if he dares to be arrogant anymore."
The countless red arrows shuttled rapidly through the air, growing larger with the wind, instantly forming a vast and overwhelming momentum.
Mo Qi hastily formed a hand seal, and a ripple appeared before him. Within the ripple, rows of Mo Blades stood side by side.
Mo Qi pointed his hand, and those Mo Blades shot out fiercely, like arrows from a bow, growing larger and charging towards Li Zhengfeng.
The next moment, the Mo Blade formation plunged into the sword shadows. A series of booming sounds could be heard. Amidst the flying dust, deep pits appeared on the ground. The pits were dense, rendering the original steps unrecognizable.
The white Mo Blade shapes deformed abruptly upon contact with the red swords and were then rapidly devoured.
The front of the red sword mist also gradually deformed, but the red area continued to expand, moving towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi was greatly alarmed and hastily unleashed another Mo Blade Ten Thousand Blades. Simultaneously, he silently flicked a finger, and a stream of arrow energy shot through the Mo Blades, swiftly passing through the formation and directly entering the red mist.
The arrow energy then passed through the red mist and silently struck Li Zhengfeng's lower abdomen, then passed through his abdomen and disappeared somewhere.
Li Zhengfeng had been full of confidence just moments before, believing this wave of attack would eliminate his opponent.
However, in an instant, he seemed to have been hit.
He didn't know what it was. He thought it was an accident, a minor injury. With his strength, he could definitely defeat his opponent soundly, and a Condensing Soul stage cultivator like the opponent couldn't possibly injure him.
But the pain intensified, causing him to sweat profusely. Only then did he realize the seriousness of the situation.
Li Zhengfeng looked down, and seeing this, he was so terrified that his soul was about to leave his body. A small hole had appeared on his lower abdomen, and blood was gushing out like a spring.
"Ah!" Li Zhengfeng's mental defenses collapsed. He fell to the ground with a thud.
The red swords still had residual power and continued to strike towards Mo Qi. Mo Qi hastily formed another hand seal and unleashed the Mo Blade Ten Thousand Blades. Without Li Zhengfeng's subsequent spiritual energy support, the sky full of red swords was quickly dispersed.
Zhang Longxin stared at the two people on the ground with wide, terrified eyes, unable to snap out of his shock. What was going on? Did you let him off so obviously?
The onlookers also erupted in a clamor. "What happened? Did anyone see how he made his move? Does anyone know what technique he used?"
"Did Senior Brother Li happen to have a hemorrhoid flare-up? Otherwise, why would he lose?"
"Flying sword!" Zhang Longxin shouted, pointing his hand. A flying sword shot out fiercely, creating countless sword energies in the air, its light flashing and spinning as it struck Mo Qi.
Mo Qi still unleashed the Mo Blade Ten Thousand Blades, each blade as swift as a shuttle.
Mo Qi felt that after each battle, he gained some insight, and thus he was constantly improving.