Chapter 22: Servant

Mo Yu Hu led the three brothers to the front gate of Luo Feng’s cave dwelling.

“The Chaos Zone A cave dwelling!”

The three Mo Yu brothers’ eyes burned with fervor; this area was legendary throughout Hu Yang City, next to the Chaos Wastes. Those who lived here were the most terrifying beings in Hu Yang City, and in the past, the three brothers had never dared approach it.

“Father is truly formidable—he secured us such an opportunity! This is the greatest chance of my life; I’ll grasp it even if I must die for it!” The eldest Mo Yu brother, tallest and most imposing, his gaze sharp as a blade.

“Both my elder brother and younger brother have greater talent than I do. If this Luo He Shangzun chooses one among us three, my chances are the smallest.” The second Mo Yu brother also harbored this thought, yet he abandoned not a single notion of surrender: “Give it everything I’ve got!”

“My elder brother has the highest talent.” The third Mo Yu brother also pondered, “I wonder how the Eternal True God will select his disciples.”

As the three brothers each harbored their own thoughts, Mo Yu Hu stepped forward and gently tapped the great gate; an invisible ripple spread outward.

Soon, the stout Mo Luo Sa opened the door, glanced at them once: “Come in.”

“Yes.” Mo Yu Hu bowed low, leading the three sons inside the cave dwelling.

The three brothers, entering such a vast and boundless cave dwelling, felt some tension. The chaotic energy here was extraordinarily dense; if it grew any denser, it might even coalesce into Chaos Stones.

Inside the pavilion.

“We pay homage to Shangzun.” Mo Yu Hu bowed respectfully; the three brothers knelt and prostrated themselves completely.

“Rise.” Luo Feng held the scroll recording the information of the three Mo Yu brothers.

“You three brothers—the eldest is True God Ninth Realm, the other two are True God Sixth Realm.” Luo Feng said, “But here, True God realm levels mean nothing.”

The three brothers trembled inwardly.

“I will choose one of you to be my servant.” Luo Feng said, “The time as my servant will be long, very long. Only by passing my trials may you become my disciple.”

“We understand.” The eldest, Mo Yu Liefeng, the second, Mo Yu Qingyan, and the third, Mo Yu Liuxing, all bowed with utmost reverence.

“Let me clarify some conditions first. If any of you are unwilling to be my servant, speak now—once you become my servant, there will be no turning back.” Luo Feng said.

The three brothers listened intently.

Luo Feng spoke calmly: “Being my servant is dangerous! Many Eternal True Gods will seek to kill me in the future—you may be caught in the crossfire. I cannot guarantee I will protect you. So if you become my servant, prepare to die!”

The eldest, Mo Yu Liefeng, said: “If we follow Shangzun, we accept fortune and misfortune alike.”

“We fear not death, only the lack of opportunity.” The second, Mo Yu Qingyan, also spoke.

The third, Mo Yu Liuxing, hesitated slightly, then asked: “May I ask, Shangzun, how many Eternal True God enemies do you have?”

“Many,” Luo Feng smiled, “and they will spare no means.”

Among assassination targets, Luo Feng most desired to eliminate Xue Yun, leader of the Shiguo’s hidden forces—his cruel, brutal methods and his identity both stirred Luo Feng’s keen interest in hunting him. The only problem: he did not know Xue Yun’s whereabouts.

After all, the five great families of the City Lord’s Mansion were also fully committed to eliminating the Shiguo’s hidden forces and wanted to kill Xue Yun, so Xue Yun remained carefully hidden, making it difficult for Luo Feng to find an opening.

Since he had decided to take on assassination missions, Luo Feng knew his future enemies would not be few.

Of course, he and Mo Luo Sa, one visible and one hidden, would do their best to ensure the servant’s safety.

“Father, I withdraw.” Mo Yu Liuxing said.

Mo Yu Hu looked at his youngest son, yet was not surprised. His youngest was born last, when his parents’ conditions were already excellent; his growth had been the most tranquil.

“I prefer quiet cultivation.” Mo Yu Liuxing said; he disliked a life full of peril.

“Good, one has withdrawn.” Luo Feng nodded, “As my servant, I will give him no cultivation guidance, nor any resources.”

The eldest, Mo Yu Liefeng, and the second, Mo Yu Qingyan, both froze.

“He must discern the laws on his own.” Luo Feng said, “Only after comprehending the Ten Fundamental Laws may he pass the first trial. After enduring multiple trials, he may qualify to become my disciple.”

“No guidance at all? To comprehend the Ten Fundamental Laws?” The eldest and second Mo Yu brothers were also stunned.

Native beings of the Origin Continent could almost all become True Gods, precisely because they cultivated through bloodline techniques! If one pursued the path of laws, the proportion becoming True Gods would plummet drastically.

Comprehending the Ten Fundamental Laws was extremely difficult!

“Since birth, we have always cultivated through bloodline methods. Even if we exhaust our entire lives, we may never comprehend the Ten Fundamental Laws.” Mo Yu Liefeng said, “If we never comprehend them…”

“If you never comprehend them, you naturally cannot become my disciple.” Luo Feng said, “Even if you do comprehend them, there will still be other trials.”

Mo Yu Liefeng was unwilling, yet still said: “I withdraw.”

Mo Yu Hu watched his eldest son; his eldest son endured hardship and fought fiercely. Yet this trial—comprehending the Ten Fundamental Laws—caused him to withdraw voluntarily.

“What about you?” Luo Feng turned to the last of the Mo Yu brothers, Mo Yu Qingyan, “Will you withdraw?”

“I am willing to follow Shangzun.” Mo Yu Qingyan did not hesitate.

Luo Feng nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Mo Yu Hu: “Then it shall be Mo Yu Qingyan. From this day forward, he is my servant.”

“Thank you, Shangzun.” Mo Yu Hu had observed his sons’ choices from start to finish; he knew their temperaments well, and this outcome did not surprise him.

Luo Feng nodded: “From now on, Mo Yu Qingyan will reside here.”

“Then we take our leave.” Mo Yu Hu bowed respectfully and departed with the other two sons, leaving only the second son, Mo Yu Qingyan, behind with Luo Feng.

“I said I will give you no guidance, no cultivation resources.” Luo Feng looked at Mo Yu Qingyan, “You must earnestly comprehend the Ten Fundamental Laws. As for the trivial matters within this cave dwelling, follow Mo Sa’s instructions!”

“Yes, Shangzun.” Mo Yu Qingyan bowed respectfully.

“Boy, you must call me Master, just like I do.” Mo Luo Sa said.

“Yes, Master.” Mo Yu Qingyan replied obediently.

“Mo Sa, teach him well.” Luo Feng waved his hand; he would give no guidance or resources, but he did not forbid Mo Luo Sa from offering some instruction.

“Boy, come with me!” Mo Luo Sa reached out, seized Mo Yu Qingyan by the neck, and strode out cheerfully—he could now command Mo Yu Qingyan to serve both him and the Master.

Luo Feng watched this scene with a smile.

The greatest flaw of the bloodline cultivation system is its unstable foundation! It relies entirely on bloodline power to ascend, until it hits a wall and becomes permanently stuck.

In the transmissions of the Duan Dong River lineage and the Jin Divine King lineage, it was recorded that the top clans of the Origin Continent required their young members to “master at least the Ten Fundamental Laws.” Once they mastered the fundamental laws, understanding bloodline cultivation became far easier. The bloodline path could then extend further.

“If you become my disciple, even if you cannot walk the law path, your bloodline cultivation must at least go far.” Luo Feng thought, “On the Origin Continent, the environment for comprehending laws is vastly superior to the Primitive Universe! Mo Luo Sa can occasionally guide him! If even then he cannot master the Ten Fundamental Laws, he is too worthless to be my disciple!”

Mo Yu Hu and the two children returned to their residence.

Mo Yu Hu and his two sons returned to their residence.

“The path you chose is yours—just don’t regret it,” Mo Yu Hu said only when he got home.

“The path you chose is yours—just don’t regret it.” Mo Yu Hu spoke only after returning home.

“Father, I fear not death, only the lack of opportunity.” The eldest, Mo Yu Liefeng, said solemnly, “I am already True God Ninth Realm. With further effort, I may yet break through to Void True God. But as for the Ten Fundamental Laws—I once tried to comprehend them. I know I will likely never fully grasp them in my lifetime.”

The third, Mo Yu Liuxing, smiled: “Father, I chose my own path—I accept it willingly.”

“Good. No resentment is all I ask.”

Mo Yu Hu nodded without saying more; his children’s paths must be walked by themselves!

He also sensed that his second son Mo Yu Qingyan’s path would not be easy either.

Beneath the cover of night.

Inside the large cave dwelling of the Diao Rong clan.

“Qi’er has gone to the Mo Li clan again—she’s very close to Mo Li Feiyun.” The red-browed elder with a fluffy tail mused, “She spends more time with Mo Li Feiyun than with me, her own father.”

He was pleased with this, for the Mo Li clan was one of the five great families!

A blood-colored aura surged instantly into the large cave mansion, and the array continuously active within it was torn through in an instant.

A crimson aura surged into the large cave dwelling; the array continuously operating within the dwelling was instantly torn apart and pierced through.

“Who!” Diao Rong Yan’s face changed drastically; a terrifying wave erupted from him, brilliant crimson light surging directly toward the crimson aura.

“One thought, a universe forms—my cave dwelling is sealed off from the outside.” Diao Rong Yan knew it was dire; instantly, he manifested his colossal true form—a towering creature with fluffy tail and erect crimson fur.

“What’s wrong?” The members of the Diao Rong clan inside the cave mansion, seeing Diao Rong Yan’s towering true form, grew uneasy.

“What’s going on?” Members of the Diao Rong clan, seeing Diao Rong Yan’s majestic true form, grew alarmed.

“I didn’t expect a mere alchemist like you to possess some skill.” A cold voice echoed in Diao Rong Yan’s mind, “But before me, it’s nothing.”

BOOM BOOM BOOM~~~

Diao Rong Yan cried urgently: “Please stop! We can still talk!”

A colossal crimson palm materialized out of thin air; the instant it appeared, it seized Diao Rong Yan’s true form, shattering it instantly. Then endless crimson light swept across the entire cave dwelling, annihilating every living being within—Diao Rong clan members, servants, guards—all vanished in the crimson glow.

In a hall within the Lord’s mansion of Hu Yang City.

In a hall within the Hu Yang City Lord’s Mansion.

“The Diao Rong clan’s cave dwelling was suddenly enveloped by a miniature universe domain, and an extremely powerful divine force erupted within that region.” Several officials responsible for monitoring the entire city noticed the location of the Diao Rong clan’s dwelling.

“Report immediately to the City Lord.”

……

Inside the Mo Li clan’s cave dwelling.

The two women, Diao Rong Qi and Mo Li Feiyun, drank wine and chatted idly.

“I love my senior brother, but he ignores me…” Mo Li Feiyun, drunk and drowsy.

“I want to take a master—I wish to become Mo Li Xiao’s disciple, but he looks down on me. I want to become Luo He Shenjun’s disciple, but he also looks down on me…” Diao Rong Qi drank wine, equally troubled.

Diao Rong Qi’s message token received a message.

Diao Rong Qi’s message token received a message.

“Qi’er, my killer is Mu Yang, chairman of the Blood Serpent Guild. Remember this…” A final message was transmitted.

Within the miniature universe domain’s isolation, ordinary message tokens could not send information. But Diao Rong Yan had used an expensive causal message token, which still transmitted his final message even in death.

“Father!” Diao Rong Qi jolted awake, completely sober.

“What’s wrong?” Mo Li Feiyun beside her was still half-asleep.

[96] (End of Chapter)