That was a sensational news indeed, which reminded Luo Jianqing of a lot of strange things.

  For example, why was Mo Qiu always reluctant to go back to Mo’s Family? Luo Jianqing had thought that Mo Qiu became estranged from the Mo’s Family because they urged him to marry the girl of the direct line, and he had repeated refused.

  However, Mo Qiu had been halfway up to the Body Fusion at the young age. For such a brilliant talent, Mo’s Family should have treated him as a treasure, but why did they push him so hard instead?

  Because of the bad experience of his third fellow junior sister, Luo Jianqing didn’t like any of these clans at all. After the death of Wei Qiongyin’s parents, her aunts and uncles quickly snatched all the resources of her parents, forcing her out of the Wei’s Family. That was why she came to Tai Hua Mountain and learnt cultivation here.

  However, even if Luo Jianqing didn’t like the clans, he still knew what Mo Qiu meant to the Mo’s Family. Besides, what confused him most was the scene where Mo Qiu fell.

  Although Luo Jianqing was desperately sad at that time, he couldn’t mistake “whether he was dead or not”. When he pulled Mo Qiu out of the Feng Shen Sea, he was one hundred percent sure that Mo Qiu was no breathing or pulse. However, fifteen minutes later, Mo Qiu just magically woke up and at last transformed into brilliant red lights, disappearing into the sky. It didn’t make any sense!

  How could a cultivator die without any traces and even transform into lights, flying into the sky?

  This was so weird, almost unheard of. Over the past few days Luo Jianqing had been overwhelmed with sadness, so he didn’t have any mood to think about it, but now, all these just seemed peculiar.

  In confusion and astonishment, Luo Jianqing gazed at the angry Supreme Master of the Mo’s Family. He swallowed hard, not knowing how to say it, “Mo Qiu……fell right in front of me. He wanted to save me, so he resisted Jin Li, the Ocean Master of the First Ocean in the Demon Realm alone. Mo Qiu is my best friend, and also a powerful cultivator, why did I make up such a person in your family? You said Mo Qiu returned to the Mo’s Family, I don’t understand what you mean.”


  The Supreme Master of the Mo’s Family just sneered. His wrinkled face was packed with anger over cheating. He raised his left hand and then a lanky man came into the sight of Luo Jianqing.

  You couldn’t deny he had a pretty face, but he was skinny, even so skinny that his face was degraded from “pretty” to “normal”. He was cautiously looking at Luo Jianqing up and down, holding his breath.

  He was just an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. Luo Jianqing gave him a glance and then looked away casually.

  The Supreme Master of Mo’s Family suddenly sneered slightly and tried to restrain his anger, “This is Mo Qiu!”


  Luo Jianqing opened his eyes wide, “!”


  He rebutted subconsciously, “That’s impossible! If he is Mo Qiu, then who is the man I know? I met Mo Qiu outside of the Liu Yan Valley seventeen years ago, when he told that he was Mo Qiu of the Mo’s Family. By then, the third son of Mo’s family also acknowledged that there was a Mo Qiu in you family.” After a pause, Luo Jianqing turned around and continued, “In Tai Hua Mountain, you also kept urging Mo Qiu to go back. Why does another Mo Qiu come out now?”


  Hearing that, the Supreme Master of the Mo’s Family was even madder, “Tai Hua Mountain! You’re talking about being humiliated! It’s you that keep telling us the stranger is Mo Qiu of our family, and we believe you. Now our family has become the laughingstock of the whole world, and you are still being aggressive!”


  Just as he finished, the Supreme Master started at Luo Jianqing furiously and stamped his right foot, stirring up a wave of pressure.

  Seeing that, Sir Guang Lingzi’s face turned grave. He was about to stop the Supreme Master of the Mo’s Family, yet Qi Luo, who was closer to them, moved first. He narrowed his eyes, and as a flash of black light shined on his hand, the pressure wave rushing towards Luo Jianqing was blocked.

  Sir Guang Lingzi stepped forward, “Mo’s Family, there is obviously some misunderstanding, but if you dare to hurt our disciples right to my face, I will teach you a lesson and show you the power of Tai Hua Mountain!”


  The Supreme Master of Mo’s Family, “You!”


  A meeting parted in discord.

  The four sects and other seven clans were just pleasure-seekers, many of whom even got upset when he saw the confrontation was refrained. They just shook their heads and left.

  In the crowd, the chief disciple of the Duan Hun Sect Yan Su was the most delightful. When he heard “Mo Qiu has fallen”, his happiness had appeared on his eyebrows. As he was leaving, he even couldn’t help laughing out.

  “Ouch!”


  Just as he laughed out, Yan Su’s mouth was cut off by a sword light! His bloody lips fell onto the ground, causing him great pain. He was crying and sniffling, while the Supreme Master of the Duan Hun Sect also shed furious eyes to the attacker, “Qin Guihe! What are you doing! Why do you hurt my disciple? Does the Fiend Palace want to oppose our Duan Hun Sect!”


  “So what?” The beautiful Left Great Guardian in white stepped forward, and a big sword suddenly appeared on his hand. He was staring at Yan Su, “The falling of your rival can make you so complacent. You really think you get one less competitor who is much powerful than you, don’t you? You are such a pathetic snob who can never become a truly powerful cultivator. Get your ass out of here!”


  The cultivators of the Duan Hun Sect were about to purse this matter, but Qin Guihe’s eyes had gotten blood-shot, as if he would get mad the next second. Seeing that, they just swallowed insult silently and took Yan Su back for treatment.

  Currently, only the Tai Hua Mountain, the Fiend Palace and the Mo’s Family stayed here.

  If the Mo’s Family took a critical and blameful attitude towards the death of “Mo Qiu”, the cultivators of the Fiend Palace were much more grieving. Yun Xiang had been crying since Luo Jianqing was questioned by the Mo’s Family. She was I was prostrate with grief, as if she lost the most important person.

  Yun Xiang was very close to desperation, so Luo Jianqing asked Fo Zi to take her away first. On the other hand, Qin Guihe also got red eyes. But Qi Luo was much more poised, except for the sweats on his colorless lips and forehead, demonstrating her extremely uneasy mood.

  With these three parties, Luo Jianqing could finally figure out the ins and outs of the matter.