At this moment, Mo Qi saw Yu Sheng emerge and said to her, "I need to go to Peng Qu Island. Do you want to come with me, or stay on this island? If you stay, the island's final destination is also Peng Qu Island."
Yu Sheng stood there, looking troubled.
Mo Qi's inner thought was to go alone. This rescue mission was fraught with unknown difficulties and dangers, and he might not be able to escape unscathed, let alone have the capacity to look after her.
Her staying here was perhaps the best option.
Merfolk and humans had always been at odds. He also worried that if he were away, the people on this island might act against her. However, the advantage of this island was that she could escape into the sea at any time.
Moreover, with Su Yu'er as her companion, who would protect her throughout, Mo Qi felt somewhat reassured.
Su Yu'er had been sharing a room with Yu Sheng these past few days. She had discovered Yu Sheng's mermaid identity long ago, but her sincerity towards her had never changed.
Furthermore, Su Yu'er's cultivation was now far beyond what it used to be; she was now fully capable of protecting her.
"Perhaps you should stay here. You need to learn to get along with people, and this place is probably the best for that," Mo Qi said.
"Alright!" Yu Sheng replied softly, then turned and walked away resolutely.
After leaving Mo Qi's sight, she quietly wiped her eyes.
Afterward, Mo Qi repeatedly cautioned Shen Wushuang to take good care of Yu Sheng, threatening to take his life if anything happened to her.
Shen Wushuang swore to the heavens with full determination, vowing to protect Miss Yu Sheng even if it meant his own demise.
Mo Qi trusted Su Yu'er to protect Yu Sheng, but he still felt uneasy and decided to speak to Su Yu'er himself.
Su Yu'er said indignantly, "What right do you have to order me around? Sheng'er is my sister now. Do you need to put on a show of being a good person? Anyone can talk the talk!"
Her words left Mo Qi stunned, and she herself strode away.
Following Shen Wushuang's instructions, Mo Qi leaped up and touched a red butterfly's light. As expected, the butterfly's light fluttered its wings, paused, and flew off in another direction.
Mo Qi followed its flight.
On Xiaogu Mountain, Peng Qu Island, a group of people lined up to welcome Mo Qi.
Mo Qi had informed Ma Wei in advance via a sound transmission spirit stone. Ma Wei had then informed Xiao Zhen, Liu Kankan, and others, quickly gathering a group to welcome Mo Qi at the seaside.
Upon seeing Mo Qi, everyone was extremely excited, with smiles blooming on their faces.
As Mo Qi swept his gaze across them, he felt a hint of bitterness in their smiles. Upon closer inspection, he noticed some people were missing. Most conspicuously, Lin Zhentian!
"Why isn't Lin Zhentian here?" Mo Qi asked.
Had his wings grown strong enough that he wanted to go solo?
Ma Wei's face showed grief and indignation as he stammered, "He was... he was killed."
"What?" Mo Qi couldn't believe his ears. His heart filled with sorrow as he asked, "Who, who did it?"
"It was Yang Mo!" Xiao Zhen said angrily. "We were living here peacefully, and then cultivators started arriving in waves from who knows where. We welcomed them all warmly at first, letting them settle here. But then another group arrived, led by Yang Mo. They wanted to dominate everything and have us obey them. Brother Lin was unwilling and clashed with them, resulting in him being killed by Yang Mo."
"Where is this Yang Mo?" Mo Qi asked through gritted teeth.
"He's at..." Ma Wei hesitated, then frowned and said, "Forget it, Boss. Enduring for a moment brings peace... I don't want more people to die. We've been doing quite well these past one or two years, settling in Beishan. Although it's a bit crowded, we're happy as long as we're together."
"You can endure it, but I cannot," Mo Qi said, clenching his fists. "Where is he?"
Ma Wei met his gaze, was taken aback, and quickly said, "At the front mountain, in the cave where I used to live."
"Good, let's go reclaim what belongs to us," Mo Qi declared, striding forward.
The others followed, but they were far behind, and the distance continued to grow.
Ma Wei looked at the widening gap between himself and Mo Qi, feeling a bit guilty. He quickened his pace, closing the distance slightly.
However, Mo Qi's arrogance made him a little timid, and he inadvertently slowed down.
Mo Qi looked back and saw that the group was far behind him. He couldn't help but sigh, lamenting that leading a team was difficult!
Then, Mo Qi turned his head again and shouted as he walked, "Yang Mo, who is Yang Mo? Come out and die!"
Ma Wei broke out in a sweat, sticking out his tongue, and whispered, "Boss, can you be a little more low-key? You'll provoke him!"
If I don't provoke him, why am I here?
Hearing the commotion, many underlings gathered around.
Mo Qi directly unfurled his Pipa fan, fanning left and right.
A strong wind raged, kicking up sand and stones, and countless figures were sent flying into the air, like startled sparrows, falling to the distance after a flurry of flapping.
Suddenly, the space in front of Mo Qi was empty, and a clear path appeared. Mo Qi walked forward with his head held high and chest puffed out.
At this moment, a thin, middle-aged man walked out aggressively.
"Who? Who is making such a racket here?" the man asked, seeing Mo Qi barging in as if no one was there. He stopped, waiting for Mo Qi to approach.
"Are you Yang Mo?" Mo Qi also stopped and asked.
"Our leader Yang is not someone you can just meet as you please. Who are you? If you know what's good for you, leave quickly. I won't bother with you, but if you're stubborn, don't blame me for being impolite. The demon race is rampant now, and there are always troublemakers coming every day. We have to drive away unreasonable people like you every day, and we don't mind one more. Who do you think you are? Have you even considered your own capabilities?"
"If you're not Yang Mo, why so much nonsense? Where is Yang Mo?" Mo Qi asked angrily.
A cultivator at the Spirit Severing stage was someone he didn't even consider now.
A stern aura suddenly enveloped the man, making him gasp for breath.
He was secretly alarmed, but remembering that he had support behind him, he immediately regained his composure and shouted, "If you defeat me, you can see him."
"As you wish."
The Qiankun Ring suddenly surged out, emitting brilliant light, and struck the man.
Seeing the world-devouring, earth-swallowing momentum, the man was already dumbfounded and didn't even know how to dodge.
As the light covered him, the man fell to the ground dead without even a whimper.
Mo Qi stepped forward and rummaged through the man's storage bag. There wasn't much of value, only a bead, a flag, and a bowl-shaped magic artifact. A cursory glance revealed them to be very ordinary artifacts.
Mo Qi stuffed them all into his own storage bag. They were not very useful, so he would use them to refine explosive pills.
Not finding anything decent, Mo Qi became even more enraged. He shouted into the depths, "Yang Mo, get out here! How many more people do you intend to use as scapegoats?"
"Has Boss become so powerful?" Ma Wei exclaimed in surprise from behind.
Seeing Mo Qi instantly kill Yang Mo's third-in-command, his confidence surged, and his blood boiled.
He couldn't help but quicken his pace, catching up to Mo Qi in a few strides, and shouted arrogantly again, "Yang Mo, get out here, your retribution has arrived today."
Mo Qi glanced at Ma Wei. Seeing him help shout, he was happy to have a moment's peace and walked in silently.
A man in a green robe with a brutish face, surrounded by a group of underlings, walked out.
"Who are you?" the brutish-faced man roared at Mo Qi.
"The one who's come to kill you!" Mo Qi felt there was no need to waste words with him.
Ma Wei whispered in Mo Qi's ear, "This is Yang Mo."
Upon hearing this, Yang Mo became enraged. "What kind of grasshopper have you sprung up from, you bastard? What are you jumping around for?"
He then looked at Ma Wei and said, "You fickle scoundrel, have you found a backer? Are you planning to switch sides again?"
Ma Wei retreated behind Mo Qi, then peeked out from behind him and said righteously, "Switch sides for what? This has been my Boss from the beginning. What are you, anyway?"
Yang Mo was furious and roared, "Attack!"
It's foolish not to use the people you have!
Yang Mo waved his hand, but took a step back himself.
The people on his left and right then charged forward like ferocious beasts, pouncing on Mo Qi.
Mo Qi sneered, formed a hand seal, and the Earth Arrows shot out from the ground, piercing towards his body, plunging into the crowd. Blinding light instantly engulfed them.
When the light dissipated and the Earth Arrows returned to his body, a deep, long, and wide crevice appeared on the ground, filled with bloody remains. Everyone except Yang Mo was gone.
Yang Mo lay at the edge of the crevice, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his body twitching.
He struggled for a long time before slowly getting up. "I, I really underestimated you, but don't think you've won just because of this."
As he spoke, he clapped his storage bag. "Five Dragon Divine Light Shield!" A bell-shaped artifact was summoned into the air.
A white light descended directly from the hollow part. Mo Qi dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding it. With a deafening roar, a huge pit appeared on the ground. Ma Wei almost fell in, managing to crawl out from the edge.
Several others were not so lucky. They fell in, and after falling, they dissipated into a wisp of smoke.
As Mo Qi dodged, another white light descended closely behind him.
Mo Qi repeatedly dodged, finding himself in perilous situations. Several times the white light grazed his clothes, causing wisps of smoke to rise.
Yang Mo laughed arrogantly, "Aren't you very arrogant? Keep being arrogant! Let's see how long you can hide? You can't hide forever, hurry up and fall into the pit. Hahaha..."