Chapter 567 - 407: Loudmouth, One Punch Kills the Enemy, Shocking Everyone

Lin Chang’sheng glanced at Mo Mingyuan and his dozen guards, feeling a bit curious.

Weren’t we supposed to escort a caravan? So where’s all the stuff?

But then he remembered they were cultivators too—likely with storage bags. Everything must be stashed in there.

"Patriarch Mo, your daughter truly excels in both song and dance, and she also has cultivation talent. If she were to join my Celestial Orchid Sect, she’d definitely accomplish great things in the future!"

Zheng Yao’s eyes were glued to Mo Yao, sparkling as he spoke.

This girl had a graceful figure, a pretty face, and innate cultivation talent—a rare gem. Zheng Yao was obviously very taken with her.

"Is that so? If my daughter can join the Celestial Orchid Sect, it would certainly be her good fortune. I hope you’ll all take good care of her!"

Mo Mingyuan’s face brightened instantly at those words.

Wasn’t having Mo Yao perform music and dance for them all about this exact opportunity?

But when Mo Mingyuan looked at Lin Chang’sheng, he found that Lin had no reaction at all, which left him disappointed.

Compared to the Celestial Orchid Sect, Mo Mingyuan wished Mo Yao would join the Immortal Palace instead.

Now that is a truly top-tier sect!

But Lin Chang’sheng said nothing, so Mo Mingyuan didn’t dare push it, and had no choice but to play along with Zheng Yao.

"When the escort is done, Mo Yao can follow me back to the sect. With her talent, it won’t take long before she’s accomplished!"

Zheng Yao responded eagerly.

But Mo Yao looked a little uncomfortable, though she kept quiet.

After all, as a member of the Mo Family, she was already prepared to sacrifice for her family. Would she not know what Zheng Yao was thinking?

"That would be wonderful! Just wonderful!"

Mo Mingyuan quickly agreed—even if the Immortal Palace was out of reach, joining the Celestial Orchid Sect was still a pretty good alternative.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Mingyuan waved his hand and summoned a flying shuttle from his storage bag.

The flying shuttle expanded in the wind, morphing into a massive ship.

"Everyone, please—after you!"

Mo Mingyuan gestured with a lift of his hand.

Lin Chang’sheng and the other two didn’t stand on ceremony, leaping aboard with ease.

Even if flying shuttles were slow, it still beat traveling by foot.

The Mo Family’s destination was Celestial Emperor City.

Which is to say, the imperial capital of the Immortal Sea Continent.

The capital was bustling with commerce—the majority of goods from Jasper Pool City were sold there.

Riding the shuttle, it’d take roughly three days to arrive.

The road was rife with bandit raids, which was why the major sects sent their disciples as escorts.

The most notorious among them were the bandits from Qingfeng Cliff.

They’d gathered together into quite a formidable gang by now.

Nestled near Celestial Emperor City, popping up unpredictably all over.

Caravans, travelers, cultivators—anyone weaker who caught their eye would lose their valuables at best, and at worst be killed, corpses left with nothing intact.

No wonder those traveling to Celestial Emperor City were all jittery.

"Miss Mo, this journey’s rather dull—how about I teach you a cultivation technique from the Celestial Orchid Sect?"

Zheng Yao’s gaze never strayed from Mo Yao. For him, failing to win her over would be a major loss.

That’s why Zheng Yao wanted to lock things in as soon as possible.

"That... might not be appropriate, right? I haven’t even joined the Celestial Orchid Sect yet and you’d already teach me your sect’s techniques—if your master and elders found out, wouldn’t they punish you?"

Mo Yao rejected him.

She knew all too well what Zheng Yao was after.

If it were Lin Chang’sheng making the offer, she might have agreed. But Zheng Yao was burly, with yellow teeth and calloused hands—just the sight of him set her on edge.

Letting him teach her cultivation techniques? She’d be handing him all the advantages.

But when Mo Yao spoke, Mo Mingyuan scowled, signaling repeatedly for her to accept.

Even if she didn’t want to learn, after mastering it she could still teach Mo Yiming.

"Miss Mo, you’re overthinking it. If you’re willing to join my Celestial Orchid Sect, that makes you half a disciple already! It’s only right to teach you our techniques, so stop refusing already!"

With that, Zheng Yao stepped forward and placed his hand on Mo Yao’s shoulder.

Mo Yao instantly recoiled in disgust, dodging him without a second thought.

"I’d prefer to wait until I’ve joined the sect before I start learning."

Mo Yao kept up her refusal.

"Yao’Er—"

Mo Mingyuan called out, his tone impatient.

"Allowing your senior brother to teach you a cultivation technique is an honor—how could you reject his kindness?"

Mo Mingyuan barked out the reprimand.

Lin Chang’sheng just watched the scene, grinning coldly to himself.

"Exactly, Junior Sister Mo—"

"Would you all just shut up already? Can’t even get a moment’s peace!"

Zheng Yao tried again to persuade her, but Lin Chang’ssheng cut him off with irritation.

The comment got right under Zheng Yao’s skin.

Lin Chang’ssheng was obviously calling him out.

"If you want peace, you should’ve stayed training at your sect. Why come out here at all? No one’s stopping you from leaving now!"

Zheng Yao shot back with annoyance.

"Oh, getting pissy now? If Miss Mo isn’t interested, you think you can force her? Looks to me like you’re using technique teaching as an excuse—it’s all just so you can take advantage of her!"

Lin Chang’ssheng retorted with contempt.

At those words, Zheng Yao couldn’t keep up appearances. The punk was clearly out to ruin his plans.

With Lin Chang’ssheng around, there’d be no easy wins for him this trip.

"Watch your damn mouth, kid. Spout off again and I’ll kill you!"

Zheng Yao snapped.

He’d planned to wait for the inevitable bandit attack, using the chaos to get rid of Lin Chang’ssheng.

Now, though, with his plans getting wrecked again, he’d lost all patience.

"That depends on whether you’ve got what it takes."

Lin Chang’sheng sneered.

He’d long found Zheng Yao irritating. If the guy could just pipe down it’d be fine—this constant running mouth was driving him mad.

"You’re begging for death!"

Without another word, Zheng Yao focused his primordial power, and swung a fist straight at Lin Chang’ssheng’s face.

Before the punch even landed, powerful primordial force gathered in front of him, forming several ferocious tigers that lunged at Lin Chang’sheng with an overwhelming aura.