The corpse of Feng Jianghai plummeted from the sky, landing harshly into the dust.

Meanwhile, Chu Mo rescued Fang Lan and removed the seal on her. Fang Lan fell into Chu Mo's arms, weeping covertly. After all, she was a young girl who had endured such an ordeal and managed not to break - she was indeed strong.

"It's okay now. I'm sorry you had to go through this because of me," Chu Mo gently patted Fang Lan's back, consoling her.

Although they were close in age, at that moment, Chu Mo felt, more than ever, the true responsibilities of being a master.

On the other side, Feng Hua, his eyes wide, watched as his father was killed, but bit his lip, not making a sound, and then... he did the unthinkable.

He turned and ran!

This shocking act stunned all the disciples of Lingyue Sect.

Their leader was dead, and their young master ran away. Why should they stay?

In an instant, virtually all the Lingyue Sect cultivators still present took the same action. Morphing into frenzy, they scattered and fled in all directions!

With the tree fallen, the monkeys scattered!

Lingyue Sect was utterly collapsed.

Chu Mo merely glanced in the direction of Feng Hua's escape without giving chase. After all, he knew that Xiao Wanjun and Li Fangzhong, who detested the Feng Clan, would never let Feng Hua escape.

Indeed, Xiao Wanjun and Li Fangzhong immediately pursued Feng Hua, determined to eradicate the root of this evil and not leave such a malevolent person in this world.

Among all the Lingyue Sect members present, only one did not flee. Instead, he staggered towards the direction where Feng Jianghai's body had fallen.

Feng Jiangshan!

The older brother of Feng Jianghai!

Despite being deemed weak and inept by Feng Hua, even at this moment, when Feng Hua, his own son, had run away, he found the courage from somewhere and charged towards his younger brother's corpse. Tears streaked down his face as he mumbled, "Brother... why did this happen? Why? Everything was fine... why did you choose this muddy path?"

Interestingly, although Xiao Wanjun and Li Fangzhong harbored a deep hatred for the Feng clan, they entirely ignored Feng Jiangshan and showed no intention of attacking him. They both chased after Feng Hua instead.

Chu Mo watched Feng Jiangshan without acting. He remembered seeing this figure in Jinxiu City. He quietly watched Feng Jiangshan rush to his brother's corpse, join Feng Jianghai's head to the body, and kneel there in tears.

"You had already reached the pinnacle of the Primordial Infant realm. In a few years... you could have ascended successfully to the Immortal Realm. How great would that have been? The Lingyue Sect would still be the Lingyue Sect, and nothing would change. Why... why were you captivated by the proposal from the Blood Demon Sect? Why?" Feng Jiangshan cried, his face awash with tears.

Shivering, he tidied Feng Jianghai's clothes and wept more, "I know... you always looked down on me, and so did my nephew. He condemns me as weak and powerless. You always say that the Cultivation Realm is ruthless, devoid of any affection, that we should be decisive killers. Who decided what is right or wrong, good or evil... it doesn't matter. The law of the fist is the way of the world. But you forgot one thing, you aren't the most powerful people in this world. There is always someone stronger than you. When that time comes... who is the law then?"

By then, Fang Lan's emotions had calmed considerably. She shyly lifted her head from Chu Mo's embrace and curiously looked towards Feng Jiangshan, whispering, "I know this guy. Back in Jinxiu City, he fought with senior Wu Hui."

"Hmm." Chu Mo nodded and looked at Fang Lan, "Let's go back to Jinxiu City."

"What about this person?" Fang Lan hesitated, glancing at Chu Mo.

Chu Mo smiled. "Do you hate him?"

Fang Lan was taken aback and shook her head. "Injustice is personal; debts have their debtor. The person I hate is dead, and the other is unlikely to escape from the chase of those seniors."

"Then, let it go," Chu Mo laughed, "Let's go."

"But Master, everyone always says to cut off the roots of the grass..." Fang Lan glanced at Chu Mo weakly. It wasn't in her nature to be this way, but she didn't want to experience this kind of situation again. And more than that, she was considering Chu Mo.

"Don't worry. If he dies too, Lingyue Sect will be truly ruined," Chu Mo sighed lightly, walking forward.

"Why does it matter to us if Lingyue Sect collapses?" Fang Lan followed behind, asking softly.

The conversation between the two was heard by Feng Jiangshan, who was on the other side. He stared blankly at the two retreating figures.

Chu Mo said, "Whether the Lingyue Sect collapses or not doesn't really matter to us, but a lot of people will die because of it."

"I think I understand, Master. Without a leader, the disciples of this sect will start vying for power, right?" Fang Lan's voice drifted from afar. Feng Jiangshan looked on with teary eyes. He wanted to hear what the man had to say.

"Yes, although there are many bad people in Lingyue Sect, most of them... are just ordinary people, who aren't worthy of death." Chu Mo smiled gently at Fang Lan, "The Cultivation Realm isn't as mysterious or cruel as many imagine. Many people cultivate just to live a few more years, to have a better life. They've done nothing wrong."

"So that's how it is. Master, you are truly kind!"

"Kind? I have a ruthless side too."

"Of course, you must be ruthless to your enemies! I wish I could completely annihilate those bad guys!"

The two figures slowly disappeared into the distance. A bitter smile gradually appeared on Feng Jiangshan's stunned face. He looked at Feng Jianghai, whose eyes were still open in death, and muttered, "Brother, did you hear that? You were really wrong, terribly wrong! Not everyone in this world... is like you thought. You were that kind of person, but not everyone is like you!"

Saying this, Feng Jiangshan slowly stood up. His voice echoed through the entire Lingyue Sect, "All disciples of Lingyue Sect, listen to me. I am Feng Jiangshan. The Sect Leader is dead, the young master has fled. From now on, I will act as the Leader of the Lingyue Sect. All disciples still in Lingyue Sect, congregate at the Black Prison immediately. The calamity has passed, Lingyue Sect needs you now. Also, from today, Lingyue Sect will close its doors for a hundred years. During these hundred years, nobody is allowed to step half a foot outside the Lingyue Sect. Furthermore..."

Chu Mo and Fang Lan had walked a significant distance away at this moment, but Feng Jiangshan's voice still reached their ears clearly.

Fang Lan looked at Chu Mo with admiration. "Master, you knew that Feng Jiangshan would do this, right?"

Chu Mo smiled and stopped, looking at Fang Lan, "The dragon has nine sons, and each is different. Feng Jiangshan is not like his younger brother Feng Jianghai. You can tell this from the fact that Feng Hua ran away without hesitation, witnessing his own father's death, while Feng Jiangshan stayed there."

"So, Lingyue Sect won't bother us in the future, right?" Fang Lan was still uneasy about the previous experience.

Chu Mo grinned and countered, "What do you think?"

"I don't think they will," Fang Lan murmured, "Even if Feng Jiangshan doesn't stop them, they probably wouldn't have the guts." Speaking, Fang Lan stuck out her tongue, "The way you fought, Master, was so cool!"

"Hehe, let's go back to Jinxiu City. I'll organize a wedding for you there!" Chu Mo said.

Fang Lan nodded joyously. "I'll do as the Master says!"

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