Song Fugui cried out, "Father!" and flashed away towards the beast-fighting arena. Upon seeing his father's tragic state, he immediately fainted.
The people in the蛊-fighting arena then rushed to the beast-fighting arena, only to find rivers of blood and be utterly stunned.
Murong Shui, seeing Murong Jing lying in a pool of blood, dead, was overcome with grief and wept.
Murong Yanran remained at the spot, deeply saddened.
Mo Qi, Tong Wuqi, and Le Yu quietly withdrew.
On the road, Le Yu thanked Mo Qi profusely for saving his life.
Mo Qi said indifferently, "It was just a small effort. In that situation, I didn't intentionally choose to save you; you just happened to be in that position. If I had the ability, I would wish to save more people."
Le Yu felt awkward, and Tong Wuqi, hearing the unspoken self-reproach in his words, comforted him, "Brother Mo, there's no need to blame yourself. You did your best." Da Feng Novel Network.
Fentian had said he would wait for Mo Qi to come out. After Mo Qi emerged, he looked around for Fentian's presence, but Fentian never appeared.
Later, the higher tiers investigated the incident. The final conclusion was that Song Dashun, in a fit of desperation after losing, had gone mad and started a massacre, subsequently committing suicide out of guilt.
Although Song Fugui had recovered, many victims' families came forward demanding compensation. Song Fugui was forced to sell his family property and the arena. After making the compensation, he drifted aimlessly and his whereabouts became unknown.
A few days later, Mo Qi, following Tang Qianyu's instructions, went to the higher tiers to receive a mission.
As agreed, Mo Qi arrived at the foot of the first tier. Looking up, he saw a grand palace floating above the white clouds, resembling a celestial palace, magnificent and imposing, stretching for dozens of miles. The palace was surrounded by swirling mists and clouds, with red walls and green tiles, appearing and disappearing intermittently.
All he could see was this first tier. Mo Qi was greatly shocked. If the first tier was this grand, what about the second and third tiers above it? How magnificent would they be?
And what kind of grandeur would the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, high above the heavens, possess?
While he was lost in thought, a group of people arrived, riding the wind. Their robes fluttered, and they exuded an ethereal aura, appearing exceptionally unrestrained and otherworldly.
The person leading them was dressed in red, with red hair and red sashes that unfurled in the wind, exuding a powerful immortal aura. It was Tang Qianyu.
If Mo Qi hadn't known her beforehand, he would have believed a celestial being had descended.
Even so, seeing the fairy-like figure surrounded by her entourage, like the moon amidst stars, Mo Qi was still profoundly shocked.
It was rumored that Tang Qianyu had been promoted to the position of First Tier Lord, so she was currently in high spirits.
As they landed gracefully, Tang Qianyu immediately flashed a charming smile. "How long have you been waiting here?"
Mo Qi replied, "Just arrived."
"Let me tell you about the mission," Tang Qianyu said. "This mission will take us directly to the border of the Nine Divine Realms via a teleportation array. Enemies from the Hongmeng South Sea are preparing to breach the barrier and invade our Southern Continent. I've brought the Xuanwu Hall with me, about two hundred people, but this force is far from enough. Therefore, we will also need to requisition five thousand troops from various sects like Tiandu Sect and Hongdu Sect. By the way, let me introduce you," she said, pointing to a young cultivator in white robes beside her. "This is Ren Xuefei, the Hall Master of Xuanwu Hall."
Mo Qi cupped his hands towards Ren Xuefei. "Hall Master Ren, greetings."
Tang Qianyu then pointed to Mo Qi and said to Ren Xuefei, "This is Mo Qi, a disciple from the Heavenly Academy undergoing training."
Ren Xuefei, who was about to return the greeting, lost all interest in talking to Mo Qi upon hearing he was a trainee. He tilted his head towards the sky and said, "What's the point of wasting time talking to a trainee here? Don't you know the situation is urgent!"
From his demeanor, it was clear he not only disregarded Mo Qi but also showed little respect for Tang Qianyu.
Mo Qi secretly scanned him with his divine sense. This fellow was also at the late stage of the Minor Transcendence realm, just like Tang Qianyu. No wonder he was so dismissive; if their cultivation levels were the same, why should she be superior?
Tang Qianyu was likely accustomed to his arrogance and ignored him. She then said to Mo Qi, "I'll give you the requisition token. How about you go and recruit the troops? Consider it completing a mission."
Just as Mo Qi was about to take the token, Ren Xuefei sneered, "You don't have to be so obvious about giving him the mission. With a requisition token, even a cripple could recruit soldiers."
Mo Qi's heart flared with anger. He immediately retracted his outstretched hand and looked at Ren Xuefei. "I don't care for this kind of mission. If you want to go, you go."
Ren Xuefei unceremoniously snatched the token from Tang Qianyu's hand. "Wait for me here for half an hour. I'll be back soon."
The two hundred soldiers, who were obedient to him, shouted in unison, "Yes, sir!"
Their voices echoed through the sky.
Ren Xuefei let out a cold laugh, cast a provocative glance at Tang Qianyu, and then rode away on the clouds.
Tang Qianyu felt a sense of being sidelined and stood there in a daze. Seeing Mo Qi looking at her, she couldn't help but show an embarrassed expression.
Mo Qi shook his head. "How can you tolerate such arrogance?"
Tang Qianyu sighed. "What can I do if I can't tolerate it? Am I supposed to fight him?"
Mo Qi found it perplexing. "Weren't you quite adept at hitting me?"
Tang Qianyu's face immediately turned red. "That's… different."
"I'll help you get that pride back," Mo Qi said.
Tang Qianyu was startled. "Don't do anything that might backfire and cause conflict or rebellion."
The group rested on the spot. Half an hour passed quickly, but Ren Xuefei did not return.
Another half hour passed, and Ren Xuefei still hadn't returned. Tang Qianyu began to grow restless. She called out to one of the soldiers, "Tang Xiao'er, go and see what's happening with Hall Master Ren and urge him along."
The soldier, named Tang Xiao'er, was sitting on the ground and didn't move when called.
Tang Qianyu called out again, and he lazily replied, "What's there to see? He'll come back when he's supposed to."
Although the soldiers from the various tiers were called soldiers, they were actually elites selected from various sects.
Soldiers were divided into upper, middle, and lower ranks, with each rank further divided into A, B, C, and D grades.
Tang Xiao'er was an Upper A grade, already at the Nascent Soul stage cultivation.
Those of his rank had the highest chance of being promoted to Hall Master through military achievements.
However, from his current demeanor, he seemed to have become somewhat arrogant.
"Tang Xiao'er, stand up!" Mo Qi shouted at Tang Xiao'er.
An invisible pressure instantly enveloped Tang Xiao'er, and he involuntarily stood up.
"Didn't you hear me telling you to execute an order?" Mo Qi said, still suppressing him with his full spiritual power.
"Yes, I heard!" Tang Xiao'er nodded and scurried away sheepishly.
Tang Qianyu looked at Mo Qi. There was no anger in her eyes for being usurped; instead, there was a sense of security and reliance.
Tang Xiao'er hadn't gone far when a troop of soldiers appeared, flying through the air. It was Ren Xuefei returning with the requisitioned troops.
Tang Xiao'er returned with them, having embellished his story on the way about being bullied by the trainee from the Heavenly Academy, which enraged Ren Xuefei. He said, "Who dares to bully my people? I'll show him how I deal with him."
The group then hurried to where Tang Qianyu and the others were waiting.
Tang Qianyu took one look and saw only a few hundred people. A quick glance revealed the approximate number to be around seven to eight hundred.
Just as Tang Qianyu was about to express her anger, Ren Xuefei grumbled, "Damn it, these sects dare to openly defy orders, saying they don't want to be cannon fodder and don't have many people, so they can only provide this many. Lord, report this matter to your superiors immediately. I've done my best, and this is all I could requisition. Also, who bullied Tang Xiao'er just now? Do you dare to step forward?"
Tang Qianyu was stunned. She actually took out her communication spirit stone, preparing to report to her superiors.
Mo Qi grabbed her hand. "Wait a moment."
He then walked up to the overbearing Ren Xuefei and said calmly, "Let me ask you, how many troops did the Lord ask you to requisition?"
Ren Xuefei gave a cold smile. "Is it any of your business? What is your status to speak to me like this?"
As he spoke, Ren Xuefei raised his fist, preparing to knock Mo Qi down with one punch. However, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen, and he involuntarily crouched down, clutching his stomach. "You, you ambushed me?"
The Hall Master was struck. This was intolerable.
Tang Xiao'er waved his hand. "Brothers, attack! Beat him into a pulp!"
The two hundred warriors surged forward, ready to beat Mo Qi, but suddenly a trench appeared in front of them. Caught off guard, they tumbled into the trench.
Those behind them were quick to react and flew up, pouncing on Mo Qi from the air.
Mo Qi flicked out several arrow energies, striking down a few people, but more continued to charge.
Mo Qi let out a soft hum, took out his pipa fan, and gave a gentle wave. Those people were sent flying into the distance like falling leaves.
"I annihilated the Taihe Sect, and you few are not even enough to fill my teeth," Mo Qi's calm voice echoed in everyone's ears, shaking their souls.
So, this was the God of Slaughter!
Those who had fallen into the pit finally scrambled out, but they no longer dared to advance, not even daring to look directly at Mo Qi, all with their heads bowed.
Tang Qianyu felt immense emotion. When he had saved her from Nangong Yun before, she had felt that Mo Qi had courage and responsibility. At this moment, she was deeply impressed by the heroic spirit emanating from him.
Of course, annihilating entire sects at the drop of a hat was still not good; his killing intent was too heavy!
And of course, as long as it was for her, anything he did was right.
Mo Qi turned back and kicked Ren Xuefei several times, sending him sprawling on the ground like a puddle of mud. Then, he stood with his hands on his hips imposingly and said, "The Lord ordered you to requisition five thousand troops, but you only brought back seven to eight hundred. You failed to complete the military order, should you be killed?"
As he spoke, Mo Qi kicked him again.
Ren Xuefei repeatedly said, "I should be killed, I should be killed!"
"You said you'd be back in half an hour, but you took several hours to return, delaying military affairs and missing opportunities. Should you be killed?" Mo Qi kicked him again.
"I should die, I should die!" Ren Xuefei was sweating profusely.
The others were also stunned, all staring blankly at Ren Xuefei.
It was only then that they realized the problem was very serious!
"The Lord originally asked me to requisition troops, and you volunteered, essentially signing a military order. You failed to complete the order, should you be killed?" Mo Qi kicked him again.
"I should die, I should die!" Ren Xuefei's tears were flowing.
"You..." Mo Qi prepared to continue his reprimand, but his mind suddenly went blank, and he ran out of words, but he still kicked him. "Should you be killed?"
"I should die, I should die!"
"You..." Ren Xuefei scrambled and crawled to Tang Qianyu's feet. "Lord, spare my life, spare my life! Remember my past deeds of charging into battle and killing countless enemies, and the great contributions I've made to the Third Tier. Please spare me this time."