Chapter 62

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A bloodstained body was thrown out from the dust and mist, landing heavily in the center of the square. Blood splattered, staining the bluestone ground beneath it.

From a distance, the tattered body seemed to have been cut by countless sharp daggers.

"Big Brother, Big Brother~"

The two high-level Spirit Masters, shocked, rushed forward in a single stride, lifting the person up. A bloodstained, pale old face appeared before everyone, revealing the once arrogant and invincible先天强者的丁山 (Dingshan, a high-level innate strength practitioner).

Everyone drew a sharp breath and looked up.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, and a shadow appeared in the air.

"Qu Muqing, you have the nerve to come to my territory and cause trouble?"

This voice, filled with terrifying pressure, instantly enveloped the entire Chen family courtyard, echoing continuously.

The sound was like rolling thunder, deafening. Not only did the small minions tremble, but even the usually arrogant Qu Muqing felt a shiver in his heart, as if an invisible force was choking his throat, making it hard to breathe.

Everyone looked up at the figure floating in the air. He was tall, with his hands calmly folded behind his back. His white brocade robe fluttered in the wind, and his lofty gaze brought endless pressure to all.

To remain suspended in the air, a typical high-level innate strength practitioner could only maintain it for a few breaths. To stay suspended for a long time, one needed at least the strength of the fourth or fifth level of innate strength.

And he was so relaxed and at ease, he must already be a high-level innate strength practitioner.

Chen Mo stared with wide eyes at the familiar yet authoritative face in the air.

The master of Zhongxuan, Qu Xinghe.

Although he didn't know why Qu Xinghe suddenly came to help, he firmly believed that Qu Xinghe wouldn't come to add to their troubles. He took a deep breath, and the heavy stone in his heart fell.

"Lord Qu, it's Lord Qu."

"Yes, it's him."

"We, our Chen family is saved."

Though severely injured, Chen Zhengfeng still struggled to stand up and hurriedly led the crowd to greet him: "Thank you, Lord Qu, for your rescue."

Qu Xinghe's figure flickered, and he landed on the ground without making a sound.

His tiger-like eyes coldly glanced at Chen Mo, making him feel uneasy. Chen Mo secretly smiled bitterly, realizing that Qu Xinghe was very upset about his sudden departure.

As for the identity of Xuanyuan Mo, it definitely couldn't be hidden from Qu Xinghe. What kind of person was he? Before intentionally seeking a son-in-law, he must have thoroughly investigated Chen Mo's background.

Chen Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gave him a slightly awkward smile.

"Hmph!"

Qu Xinghe turned away with his hands folded behind his back, emitting a powerful aura that surged like a raging sea, sending towering waves towards Qu Muqing and his group.

Instantly, the few minions around Qu Muqing couldn't withstand the pressure of the high-level innate strength practitioner. They looked pale and trembled like field mice facing an eagle. The timid ones even sat on the ground.

Qu Muqing gritted his teeth and resisted, his face turning red as he struggled to say, "Lord Qu, I am just following the family's orders to deal with matters that are detrimental to our family. I hope Lord Qu will show mercy. I can offer everything I have to Lord Qu."

"Qu Muqing, you treacherous scoundrel."

"Lord Qu, don't believe his words. Our Chen family is innocent."

The Chen family was in an uproar, all nervously watching Qu Xinghe. Although Qu Xinghe's reputation was good, if he abandoned them halfway, the family would be doomed.

Qu Xinghe, with his hands folded behind his back, stood tall like a pine tree and said coldly, "Qu family boy, I don't care about your grudges with the Chen family. The Chen family is in my Zhongxuan territory, and it's not your place to cause trouble. Get out."

This old man, since he doesn't covet the Chen family's wealth, probably doesn't know about the jade pendant. This makes things much easier.

Qu Muqing felt relieved and smiled, becoming even more respectful. "Lord Qu, can you give me some face today? I will definitely come to thank you in the future. I am acting on the orders of my family's patriarch..."

"Old man, I told you to get out." Qu Xinghe's face showed impatience, as if he was about to fly into a rage.

"Lord Qu, do you really want to fight to the death with my Qu family?"

"Get out!"

"Fine, Qu Xinghe, today we admit defeat. In a year, when my master emerges from seclusion and breaks through to the ninth level of innate strength, achieving half-step celestial rank, I will definitely come to challenge you again."

Although Qu Muqing feared Qu Xinghe's strength, he was backed by a powerful family, so he spoke with confidence.

Qu Xinghe's eyes turned cold, and he laughed in anger, gathering mystic energy in his palm, ready to teach this arrogant boy a lesson.

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"Cough, cough~"

Just as the tension was at its peak, an old man with white beard and eyebrows, looking like a sage, floated over. He pretended to cough, but his eyes were on Chen Mo.

Pharmaceutical King Huai Hao Miao, why did he come?

His movements seemed slow, but he covered over ten meters in an instant. His light, mosquito-like voice reached Chen Mo's ears.

"You young man, you really have the style of my younger days. Even the Qu family's young miss is constantly thinking of you, unable to eat or sleep. To deal with your matter, even this old bone of mine is involved."

Uh...

Qu Tianyao, it was her. No wonder Lord Qu and Elder Huai appeared here, everything was her doing...

Sigh...

He sighed heavily.

To think, he had let her down.

But he truly had too much to bear and couldn't accept her favor.

However, Elder Huai had also taken good care of him. Otherwise, just by Tianyao's pleading, Elder Huai might not have come to this mess. After all, Qu Muqing's family was not to be trifled with.

Thinking of this, he showed gratitude to Elder Huai.

Elder Huai Hao Miao understood and turned to Qu Muqing with a smile. "Young Master Qu, you are from a prestigious family. You will surely be a great figure in the future. Why bother with a mere Chen family? How about giving this old man some face and let this matter rest?"

Qu Muqing didn't expect Elder Huai Hao Miao to help the Chen family, feeling the situation becoming complicated. Although he was angry, he didn't dare to show it, as Elder Huai Hao Miao was even more difficult to deal with than Qu Xinghe. He had long heard of the Pharmaceutical King's reputation, with one incident still fresh in his memory.

Years ago, a high-level innate strength practitioner, relying on his strength, stole several high-level pills from his shop and fled. The Pharmaceutical King, in a rage, gathered a group of strong practitioners to pursue the thief for a thousand miles, ultimately destroying the thief and his family.

A pharmacist's true terror wasn't in their personal combat strength, but in their terrifying network of connections.

But as a favored son, Qu Muqing couldn't tolerate any failure. His face was uncertain, as if he was pondering something.

Elder Huai Hao Miao, knowing Qu Muqing wouldn't be satisfied, said loudly, "I know you are an excellent and outstanding person, Young Master Qu. How about this: I will arrange a one-year duel for Chen Mo with you. One year from today, right here in the Chen family courtyard, you and Chen Mo will have a one-on-one fight. If Chen Mo loses, I and Lord Qu will no longer interfere."

Qu Muqing's mind raced. This was a solution. His master would take nearly a year to emerge from seclusion, and even if he faced off with Qu Xinghe, there would be no chance of winning.

As for Chen Mo, he didn't believe he would be his match in a year.

Moreover, in a year, his master would be at least a half-step celestial rank practitioner, and together they would make even Qu Xinghe hesitate.

With these thoughts, Qu Muqing laughed heartily. "Fine, fine, today I will bear the punishment from my family to give Lord Qu and Elder Huai some face." He then smiled at Chen Mo, saying, "Chen boy, take good care of your head. I will come for it in a year."

With that, he left without another word, leading a group of experts away like a tide.

Chen Mo wasn't anxious, but Chen Zhengfeng was. He hurriedly approached, saying, "Elder Huai, isn't a one-year agreement too short? Our Chen Mo..."

"Rest assured, this boy of yours is very capable." Elder Huai Hao Miao stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Besides, I have other plans for this matter. I won't let Chen Mo suffer, or else this old bone of mine will be broken."

"Hmph!"

Qu Xinghe grunted angrily, glanced coldly at Chen Mo, and left first.

Chen Mo felt slightly awkward, knowing why Qu Xinghe was so dissatisfied with him.

"Chen Mo, don't blame Lord Qu for his attitude. He actually admires you greatly. As soon as he heard about your family's trouble, he rushed over as quickly as possible." Elder Huai Hao Miao stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Here, keep this letter well. Just follow my instructions, and you won't suffer."

The great figures came and went quickly, and in an instant, they followed Qu Xinghe.

In Chen Mo's palm, there was a letter and half a twin-fish jade pendant. It was a simple design, but upon closer inspection, there were flowing runes, indicating it was not an ordinary item...

Despite the ups and downs, the situation was temporarily resolved.

Many Chen family disciples felt as if they had been drained, collapsing to the ground.

More of them looked at Chen Mo with awe. After this battle, Chen Mo's status in the Chen family would likely be on par with an elder. Even the powerful traitor, the third elder, had been killed by him.

"Second Brother~" Helian Huo Wu, with her red cloak stained with blood, rushed over like a small phoenix, hugging him and sobbing, "I was so worried about you."

"Xiao Wu, don't worry, Second Brother is fine." Chen Mo gently patted her back, soothing her. In his heart, he was planning. Now he was only a second-level Spirit Master, while Qu Muqing was a seventh-level Spirit Master.

The gap between them was significant, but he was sure he would make great progress in the coming year.

But no matter what, Qu Muqing, I will take your head. Chen Mo's eyes flashed with a terrifying light.

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