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Chapter 68 - A Choice

Inside the Mo Clan.

Clan master Mo Xingyun personally received Lin Ye.

Because the token Lin Ye carried…

was the Sovereign Token of the Fenglei Mystic Sect.

Seeing the token was like seeing the sect itself.

Mo Xingyun dared not show even the slightest disrespect.

Otherwise, today it was one visitor.

Tomorrow it would be an army.

"Sir Lin Ye," Mo Xingyun asked politely, "may I ask what brings the Fenglei Mystic Sect to the Mo Clan?"

He thought quickly.

There was no prior relationship between Mo Clan and Fenglei.

A thousand miles of beast wilderness separated them.

Travel alone was difficult.

Lin Ye answered directly:

"I want the Dreamheart Lotus."

"You name your price."

"But understand this—"

"I will have it."

His tone was firm and cold.

No space for refusal.

If Lin Ye was an individual, Mo Xingyun would have kicked him out immediately.

But he represented Fenglei.

Mo Xingyun felt displeased—

yet did not dare erupt.

No one wanted to offend a dominator-level sect over a single treasure.

"Sir Lin Ye…" Mo Xingyun began, about to explain—

that the Dreamheart Lotus was a family heirloom—

and that Lin Ye could take anything else from their vault—

But before he could finish—

commotion erupted outside.

A guard rushed in:

"Clan master! Fang Zhan of the Wild Lion Sect has arrived!"

"He demands the killer of his son!"

Mo Xingyun frowned.

Fang Zhan?

That battle-crazed monster?

"Killer of his son?"

The guard hesitated, then added:

"Fang Zhan says… the owner of the black panther killed his son."

He glanced at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye stood up.

"They're looking for me."

"I'll handle this. Then we continue negotiations."

Mo Xingyun followed hurriedly.

At the entrance, tensions were already high.

Wild Lion sect might be powerful…

but Mo Clan's gates were not something anyone could force open.

And regardless of whether Fang Zhan's son had been killed…

the panther's owner was their guest.

Mo Ziqi stood calmly at the front.

"Elder Fang," she said evenly,

"We respect you as an honored elder."

"But our guest is under Mo Clan protection."

"If we allow your sect to seize him here…"

"Where would Mo Clan's dignity be?"

Behind her stood a dozen guards, fully alert.

Xiao Cui stared in disbelief.

Her young mistress…

was shielding the panther's owner.

Against the Wild Lion Sect.

But Xiao Cui supported her, always.

Mo Ziqi couldn't cultivate.

Yet her intellect had saved the Mo Clan multiple times.

Much of the clan's prosperity existed because of her strategies.

Fang Zhan's voice turned dark:

"Little girl."

"Move."

"Or I will stop giving face."

"I will tear that boy's head off today!"

He released his aura.

A crushing force rolled toward Mo Ziqi.

Mo Ziqi activated a faint protective glow to resist it.

Then a calm voice sounded:

"Enough."

Mo Xingyun and Lin Ye stepped out.

Mo Xingyun's eyes hardened.

"Elder Fang."

"This is Mo Clan territory."

"You should consider carefully."

"If you insist on violence…"

"Do you truly believe you can win?"

He couldn't tolerate anyone attempting to harm his daughter at his own gate.

Even if it was the Wild Lion Sect.

Fang Zhan sneered.

"Clan master Mo."

"I don't know if I'd win against Mo Clan."

"But if Wild Lion Sect fights Mo Clan…"

"Do you know your odds?"

He roared:

"I only want the one who killed my son!"

"Murder must be repaid with life!"

"No one can protect him today!"

The five surviving disciples stepped forward.

One pointed at Lin Ye.

"Elder! It's him!"

Everyone's eyes turned toward Lin Ye.

Mo Xingyun's gaze sharpened as well.

"Sir Lin Ye…"

Lin Ye raised a hand, signaling Mo Xingyun to stay calm.

Then he stepped forward casually.

Mo Ziqi stared at him.

So young?

But something about him felt strangely deep and mysterious.

Then her heart trembled.

Her spiritual sense detected stellar power rising from him.

Star River Realm…

Her eyes widened in shock.

Could he truly be Star River Realm?

In the entire Wind-Thunder River region…

only a handful existed.

And those were ancient monsters half buried in the grave.

But this boy…

was too young.

Still, she couldn't be sure.

Only suspect.

Lin Ye spoke calmly:

"Your son. I killed him."

"If you want repayment… that's difficult."

"Here are your choices."

"One: I give you ten million spirit stones."

"We end this here."

"Two: I kill you."

"Your sect compensates me with one billion spirit stones."

"And I decide whether I forgive your sect."

He offered Fang Zhan a choice.

In Lin Ye's mind, this was already merciful.

Any sane person would know which option to take.

Surely no one could choose wrong…

in such a simple question.

Fang Zhan laughed, eyes filled with madness.

"I choose to send you to hell!"

His aura erupted.

Heavenly Phenomenon Realm — Stage Seven!

The power of heavenly essence surged into his body.

His confidence exploded.

"I'll kill you…"

"And your clan…"

"And your sect…"

"Everyone connected to you!"

"They will all die!"

Lin Ye stopped wasting words.

He stepped forward.

Then—

an aura a hundred times more terrifying exploded outward.

BOOM!

His pressure tore through the sky.

A wave of stellar force descended.

The entire Northwind City trembled beneath his presence.

Fang Zhan froze.

"Star… Star River Realm?!"

His aura collapsed instantly.

His heart echoed with only those words.

Star River Realm.

A Star River Realm powerhouse.

Lin Ye raised the Windbreaker Crossbow.

One shot.

The arrow was infused with Star River force.

Fang Zhan, despite being Stage Seven—

had absolutely no chance.

THUD!

His skull was pierced clean through.

He died instantly.

The same death as his son.

The Blacksteel Panther roared and swallowed Fang Zhan's corpse whole.

For beasts, flesh of such a powerful cultivator was nourishment.

Lin Ye retracted his aura.

Mo Xingyun and the others were left in stunned silence.

The man Lin Ye killed…

was Wild Lion Sect's Third Elder.

Fang Zhan.

A terrifying existence.

And Lin Ye ended him with a single arrow.

Lin Ye turned to the five terrified disciples.

"Go back."

"Tell your elders the choice I offered him."

His meaning was clear:

If Wild Lion Sect wanted revenge—

the price would be paid in blood and spirit stones.

The disciples bolted away.

Lin Ye calmly turned back.

"Clan master Mo."

"Now you can state your terms."

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