Chapter 31

"Clang."

The green short sword that had been aimed at the back of Mo Yunpeng fell to the ground.

In the hall, everyone looked at the white-bearded old man sitting in the main seat with shock.

What kind of powerful person could make all the swords in the hall tremble with just a word?

Is there really such a master in the world?

"Earth Realm, it must be Earth Realm!" Mo Yunpeng, pale-faced, looked at Mo Yuan and whispered excitedly.

The wedding guests who had been scattering slowly gathered back, holding their long swords and looking around warily.

A few of the leaders stared at Mo Yuan, not daring to relax for a moment.

The ability to control swords with a single word, such a skill, is truly a hallmark of an Earth Realm expert.

But how could a small family like the Mo family have an Earth Realm expert?

To give up on a long-planned event?

Even if they don't give up, what can they do with an Earth Realm expert here?

"Didn't you hear my master's words?"

Han Muye held the long sword Qingming in both hands and took a step forward.

He had to take action.

What others saw as an Earth Realm expert was actually just a facade; his cultivation was only at the Cultivation Foundation stage, and he was old and frail, struggling even to lift his sword.

Just now, he had already felt the vibration of the Qingming sword in his hand.

That was the connection between Qingming and Mo Yuan weakening.

The sword qi that Mo Yuan had condensed was about to be exhausted.

As Han Muye took a step forward, the sound of the swords in the hall stopped.

The wedding guests looked at each other, then slowly left the hall and ran away.

After these people left, the guests in the hall slowly came to their senses.

A good wedding feast had turned into this, leaving everyone at a loss.

But for the Mo family, the wedding was still a happy event.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Mo Yuan, who was sitting in the main seat.

The Mo family actually had an Earth Realm expert as a guardian; from now on, they wouldn't just be the first family in Greenwood Town.

A family with an Earth Realm guardian could become the first family in the surrounding hundreds of miles, and even become an ally of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

In the cultivation world, strength always speaks.

"I make you uncomfortable by being here." Mo Yuan, who was sitting, suddenly spoke.

"Is there a side room? I'm a bit tired and want to rest."

Mo Yunpeng hurriedly bowed forward: "Yes, Senior, please follow me—"

Mo Yuan waved his hand: "No need, let those two young ones take me."

Mo Yuan pointed to the newlyweds in red robes.

The two were slightly stunned.

The bride, Miss Sun, was standing, feeling anxious.

The scene with the Sun family's wedding guests had left her unsure of how to respond. Beside her, Mo Yucheng didn't know if the wedding feast would continue, just holding Miss Sun's cold hand.

"Didn't you hear Grandfather's words? Hurry up and go."

Mo Yunpeng's low shout made Mo Yucheng quickly bow and lead Mo Yuan to the side room.

"Cough, everyone, shall we continue the feast?"

Mo Yunpeng's voice echoed in the hall.

"Of course, today is a great day for the Mo family."

"Yes, we should interact more with Brother Mo in the future."

...

Walking to the back courtyard, Mo Yucheng pushed open a side room door. Mo Yuan stepped out, then stumbled, and Han Muye, who was following behind, reached out to support him.

Mo Yuan's face was pale, and he turned to look at Han Muye, speaking urgently: "Muye, quickly, take them away from Greenwood Town, to the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

"Once those people realize, no one here will survive."

Mo Yuan's words and appearance left the newlyweds at a loss.

At this moment, Mo Yuan didn't look like an Earth Realm expert at all.

Mo Yuan turned to look at Mo Yucheng and the bride: "I am your great-grandfather Mo Yuan, known as Mo Lingyang in the family back then."

Mo Lingyang, Mo Yuan, the old ancestor of the Mo family!

Mo Yucheng and the bride widened their eyes.

This old ancestor of the Ten Thousand Swords, is he really our ancestor?

Our ancestor, isn't he in the Nine Profound Sword Sect, why is he here?

"I don't have the cultivation you think I do; instead, my cultivation and lifespan are almost exhausted, and I don't have much time left."

Mo Yuan's words made the two instantly pale.

The foundation of the Mo family lies with the old ancestor in the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Without this old ancestor to hold up the banner, the Mo family probably wouldn't even be considered top-tier in Greenwood Town.

"Although I suppressed those people just now, once they realize, they will definitely come back."

"This is—Han Muye from the Nine Profound Sword Sect." Mo Yuan pointed to Han Muye.

"I am Han Muye, my master's disciple." Han Muye spoke calmly.

Mo Yuan didn't expect Han Muye to still recognize him as a master at this moment, and he looked at him with gratitude, then said: "Muye, take them to the Nine Profound Sword Sect, at least to preserve the bloodline of the Mo family."

Han Muye nodded and looked at Mo Yucheng and the bride: "Follow me."

After speaking, he turned without hesitation and left.

The old ancestor is not a true expert, and those experts will return!

Mo Yucheng and Miss Sun were both pale.

With their cultivation and abilities, the entire Mo family couldn't stand up to them!

"Quickly go, don't stay any longer." Mo Yuan waved his hand and said softly.

Mo Yucheng nodded and led the bride away.

As they left the door, they turned and knelt before Mo Yuan, kowtowing three times, then quickly followed Han Muye.

Watching the three leave, Mo Yuan sighed softly, "It's good that they left, it's good that they left..."

He collapsed in front of the table, reaching out to touch it, and suddenly his whole body trembled.

Turning slowly, he saw the familiar long sword on the table.

Qingming, Han Muye didn't take it away.

His whole body trembled, and he gripped the scabbard, feeling the sword qi surging in the sword.

No!

"What is this boy trying to do!" Struggling to stand, Mo Yuan looked toward the distant sky.

At this moment, Han Muye had already led Mo Yucheng and the bride out of the Mo family.

"My master is indeed not a Nine Profound Sword Sect expert; he is just the first person in the outer sect who couldn't enter the Qi Condensation stage in two hundred years."

Han Muye walked ahead, his eyes showing no emotion, speaking calmly.

Two hundred years without entering the Qi Condensation stage!

Mo Yucheng and the bride didn't expect the Mo family's prestigious old ancestor to have such a difficult journey.

"He spent two hundred years creating a sword technique."

Han Muye walked forward, a mysterious aura emanating from him.

This aura made Mo Yucheng and the others, who were following him, feel alarmed.

"Today, I will show you what kind of extraordinary expert your family's old ancestor is."

Han Muye's words were calm, his gaze falling on the distance.

There, a dozen figures in gray robes were rapidly approaching.

"Ha ha, as expected, they are trying to escape!"

"Quickly, surround and kill the Mo family, find the treasure, and we will go to the Great Spirit Sword Sect!"

Except for Sun Luxiang, the ninth son of the Sun family, who looked at the bride beside Mo Yucheng with a hint of reluctance, the others were all filled with killing intent, rushing forward.

Han Muye stood still, one hand behind his back, the other slowly extending, fingers together.

"The sword contains sword qi, which can be hard or soft, and changes endlessly."

"Twelve thousand eight hundred sword qi condensed into sword intent, this sword intent can destroy mountains and rivers."

"This is, the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source."

"Buzz—"

As the words fell, the sword light rose!

Ten thousand sword qi, piercing the sky and shining in the sun!