Chapter 113: Mo Cheng Dies by Misty Cloud Sect's Dou Technique
When Xiao Yuan returned with Qinglian and reunited with Hai Bodong and Xiao Yan, he was met with the sight of a strange woman confronting Xiao Yan.
At this moment, Xiao Yan had already activated Yao Lao's Heaven-tier possession mode.
The overwhelming pressure of two Dou Huangs stunned Mo Cheng into silence.
In his heart, he felt nothing but anxiety. How on earth had his clan provoked such terrifying opponents?
Even the old man standing before him likely had the strength of a Dou Wang at minimum—he just hadn't made a serious move yet.
When did the Jia Ma Empire become so packed with Dou Huang-level experts?
"Hai Lao, I don't care about the rest of the Mo Clan, but Mo Cheng must die."
Xiao Yuan glanced at the green-robed woman being suppressed by Xiao Yan and Yao Lao, then turned to Hai Bodong and said coldly.
"You got her out?"
Hai Bodong looked at Qinglian in Xiao Yuan's arms and asked.
"Of course. That damned brat—bring the girl back!"
Mo Cheng turned and saw Qinglian in Xiao Yuan's embrace, his entire body trembling with rage as he roared.
Without warning, he charged straight toward Xiao Yuan.
"Hai Lao, protect Qinglian!"
Xiao Yuan's eyes turned cold. With a sweep of his sleeve, a breeze of green Dou Qi sent Qinglian to Hai Bodong's side.
Then he turned around, calmly forming a hand seal that made Hai Bodong's entire body tremble.
"This seal… could it be…?"
Seeing the familiar gesture, Hai Bodong's pupils contracted. As a seasoned Dou Huang, even he took a step back in fear.
He was nearly certain—that was Medusa's Serpent Seal Technique, the very one used against him more than twenty years ago!
But… something was different…
Just as Mo Cheng reached Xiao Yuan, the seal was completed.
A powerful aura exploded from Xiao Yuan's body, shooting a beam of light straight into the sky.
Then a gust of wind blew, and a green-fisted punch surged from the light column, striking Mo Cheng and knocking him back several steps.
"Five-star Dou Ling?!"
Mo Cheng's face darkened.
From the voice, the mysterious black-robed youth couldn't be more than twenty. Yet he possessed the same power as himself.
It infuriated him. He had paid a huge price to reach this level, and now a youth stood as his equal?
The light column faded. On Xiao Yuan's face was a pattern of rainbow-colored serpents—half bright, half dim.
"Using a seal technique to store energy within his body, releasing it only when needed… Quite the eye-opener!"
Hai Bodong, ever the veteran, instantly saw the technique's purpose and couldn't help but nod in admiration.
But then confusion struck: Where had Xiao Yuan learned Medusa's Serpent Seal Technique? Would she really teach him willingly?
Feeling his Dou Qi replenished and overflowing, Xiao Yuan tightened his fists in satisfaction.
He hadn't fully released the Serpent Seal—just a portion of it.
And even that was enough to elevate him to five-star Dou Ling level.
Naturally, this was intentional.
Mo Cheng wasn't worthy of seeing his full strength.
Even among five-star Dou Lings, there were gaps in power.
"You old beast, cancel your birthday banquet. You'll be needing a funeral instead."
With a cold laugh, Xiao Yuan vanished, reappearing as a blur.
Mo Cheng's pupils shrank. He crossed his arms defensively—just in time to block a thunderous blow that hurled him backward.
Such terrifying physical strength!
Mo Cheng steadied himself, face grim.
This boy's raw power was monstrous—more beast than man.
And that technique... it looked like some secret strength-enhancing art. But one that elevated a person from Dou Ling one-star to five-star? Not even the royal family, Mittel Clan, or Misty Cloud Sect had that kind of method!
All this... for a girl with the Green Snake Three-Flowered Pupils? I've provoked a monster!
He was just in his twenties, yet already a Dou Ling—with strength beyond his tier, and protected by a Dou Wang and Dou Huang!
"I yield! Please calm down, sir. The Mo Clan will compensate you!"
Seeing that Xiao Yuan wasn't done, Mo Cheng finally caved.
"Compensate? You heartless beast! You're not qualified to bargain with me!"
Xiao Yuan had made up his mind. Mo Cheng had to die.
With a surge of green Dou Qi, Xiao Yuan reappeared before Mo Cheng and launched a ferocious assault. Mo Cheng couldn't fight back at all.
He didn't even need fancy techniques—raw power was enough to overpower him.
Wounds covered Mo Cheng's body. His reason frayed.
"Misty Cloud Sect stands behind me! Don't push me too far!"
Spitting blood from yet another blow, Mo Cheng shouted, trying to intimidate him.
"Hmph. Misty Cloud Sect would've killed a man like you themselves. If Yun Yun were here, she'd have slain you with a single sword."
Xiao Yuan sneered. Green Dou Qi swirled into gauntlets and whirlwinds around his fists. Black-and-white flames laced his strikes.
It was this fusion of Yin-Yang Flame and wind that made his attacks so lethal.
"Damn it! You want to kill me? Then I'll at least leave some scars on you!"
Snarling, Mo Cheng's left arm twitched violently. His sleeve burst, revealing bulging veins and fingers turned pitch-black.
It no longer resembled a human arm—it looked more like a beast's claw.
Soon, his whole arm turned fiery red, resembling a limb of living flame.
"That's the Flaming Mountain Arm?! He used the forelimb of a fifth-tier beast—the Blazing Rhinoceros?!"
At last, the Mo Clan's patriarch, Mo Lan, arrived. Seeing Mo Cheng's monstrous arm, his face twisted with rage.
That limb was the family's most precious treasure—privately stolen by Mo Cheng.
Worse still, Mo Cheng had provoked a Dou Ling, a Dou Wang, and a Dou Huang?!
With his own puny strength, Mo Lan could only watch.
"DIE!"
With hatred burning in his eyes, Mo Cheng charged.
His claw dragged across the stone floor, gouging deep grooves as he sprinted.
Xiao Yuan stood still, unbothered.
"DIE!"
Mo Cheng roared as he reached Xiao Yuan, his claw crashing down with explosive force.
Even the ground around Xiao Yuan cracked from the pressure.
From afar, Qinglian watched nervously, too afraid to speak and distract him.
Xiao Yan and Hai Bodong, on the other hand, were unfazed. They knew Mo Cheng wasn't a threat to Xiao Yuan.
But Mo Lan was terrified. If this young Dou Ling is hurt, will he blame us all?
Then—shua!
Black-feathered wings flared from Xiao Yuan's back. He shot diagonally upward, evading with unexpected grace.
"Dou Qi wings? A Dou Wang?!"
Even in his berserk state, Mo Cheng's voice trembled with fear.
A twenty-year-old Dou Wang?! What kind of freak is this?!
Mo Lan was dumbstruck.
Three high-level fighters just for Mo Cheng?
This old bastard had to die.
Then he looked up again—and his pupils shrank.
What the hell is that?!
Above, Xiao Yuan hovered with one hand raised, condensing dark green wind energy at his fingertip.
Mo Cheng launched himself upward to intercept.
But Mo Lan recognized the Dou Technique immediately.
"Gale's Edge—Falling Kill!"
His legs went weak.
It's over.
Anyone who could use Misty Cloud Sect's strongest wind technique had deep ties to the sect.
Their support was now lost forever.
Shlick!
A fine green line fired from Xiao Yuan's fingertip and pierced Mo Cheng's forehead.
Mo Cheng's body went limp, crashing to the ground.
Xiao Yuan flicked his finger. His soul force pulled Mo Cheng's storage ring into his palm.
He wiped the spiritual imprint and checked its contents—then scoffed and threw out several beast limbs and strange organs.
Before Mo Lan could speak, Xiao Yuan recorded the evidence with his soul force, then incinerated the materials with Yin-Yang Flame.
"This twisted path ends here. This man kidnapped my maid and tried to kill my people. He deserved to die.
I don't like the Mo Clan, but I won't kill innocents like he did. As for your future—once I'm done here, we'll talk again."
With that, he flapped his wings and flew toward Xiao Yan.
He'd sensed it—the green-robed woman fighting them was strong, likely a six-star Dou Huang or more.
Even with Yao Lao's possession, Xiao Yan was at a disadvantage—mainly because Yao Lao was trying to avoid exposing himself.
"Just my luck. I finally located the Three-Flowered Pupils in this Mo Clan—and you show up."
The green-robed woman's voice was tinged with frustration.
She sensed Hai Bodong was a Dou Huang. Even with her strength, she couldn't guarantee she could seize the girl.
"I've searched for decades for the Three-Flowered Pupils. Now that I've found her, even if there were ten Dou Huangs here—I won't retreat!"
She bit her finger and blew a sharp whistle.
BOOM...
A deafening roar echoed from a distant forest.
Moments later, a massive beast over ten meters tall soared into the sky, casting a colossal shadow as it rushed toward them.
(END CHAPTER)
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