Chapter 1053

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The Mo Family Ancestral Land is located in the heart of the Central Region.

Here, mountains encircle three sides, and water borders the fourth.

The layered defenses accumulated over ten thousand years by the aristocratic clan have long since turned this place into a small fortress; the outer perimeter is a Maze Phantom Array, the interior consists of mechanism-riddled corridors, and the core is an unbroken stretch of palaces built against the mountains.

After submitting to the Demon Realm, the Mo Family lost its reputation among Central Region cultivators, but gained a peace untouched by demon tides.

This peace is greatly enjoyed by the Mo Family upper and lower ranks, yet there are always exceptions.

Mo Yin is that exception.

In the cultivation chamber, Mo Yin sits cross-legged, spiritual light flowing around his body.

The day of the Direct Lineage Assessment draws nearer, yet his cultivation remains stuck at Golden Core Late Stage, unable to break through to Nascent Soul.

Several cousins from Collateral Lineages have already stolen the limelight in the internal minor competition days ago, and the gazes the Direct Lineage casts upon him grow colder by the day.

His state of mind growing chaotic, Mo Yin grits his teeth and forms hand seals, attempting to force his internal magic power through the final barrier; the exertion is so great that blue veins bulge on his forehead.

Just then, a faint trembling suddenly emanates from his storage ring.

He is first stunned, then sends his Divine Sense into the ring, retrieves the object that will not stop trembling, and discovers a Mo-pattern Great Sword, pitch-black from end to end.

This great sword forms a pair with the Mo-pattern Small Sword.

The small sword is a token; the great sword is the Mother Sword.

Its sole function is to sense the locations of all who hold the Child Swords.

At this moment, the Mo patterns on the Mother Sword are roaming, and at the sword guard, the crystal representing the Child Sword glows faintly.

Very quickly, he recalls.

Back then, he indeed gifted a small sword to a person.

Who?

Xu Zhangqing!

Mo Yin stares at that point of light, his pupils contracting slightly.

Back then, when he gave this small sword to Xu Zhangqing, the other party was merely a Golden Core True Person, his status in the Dongting Immortal Sect nothing more than a Spirit Field farmer.

He never even imagined the other party would actively activate the token.

And today's Xu Zhangqing has long since become a different person; not only is he the Sect Master of the Dongyu Qingmu Sect, he also holds the Seven Great Immortal Peaks, with tens of thousands of cultivators under his command.

Such a person actively contacting him absolutely cannot be merely for the sake of reminiscing.

Mo Yin calls inwardly: "Hui Jiuming."

Soon, the other consciousness within his body awakens.

The Demon Emperor who has lost his Dao Xing and now remains only as a Divine Soul lodged within, gazes at the faintly shimmering Mother Sword through Mo Yin's eyes, and after a good while speaks: "Xu Zhangqing actively contacted you?"

"The Mother Sword activated; it must be him."

Mo Yin places the Mother Sword before his knees, uses a magic formula to steady the faint light on the sword body: "Given Xu Zhangqing's current status, he would not contact me without reason.

Hui Jiuming, what do you think he wants to do?"

Hui Jiuming does not answer immediately.

Now the Demon God invades, the Tianyuan Realm's layout is turned upside down.

Xu Zhangqing didn't contact earlier, didn't contact later, but precisely at this time activates the Mo-pattern Small Sword; therefore he would not do something meaningless, and immediately begins analyzing: "I think, if we can avoid seeing him, we should not see him.

Right now it's chaotic outside; the Central Region is crawling with demons everywhere.

Coming to find you at this time is absolutely no small matter."

Mo Yin lowers his eyelids; the expression on his face reveals nothing of his thoughts.

Hui Jiuming is right; Xu Zhangqing would not contact without reason.

However, he also has his own ideas.

Mo Yin says in a deep voice: "Hui Jiuming, do you think the Mo Family has changed?"

Hui Jiuming hears this, unsure how to reply.

It knows what this kid is saying; just a few days ago, Mo Yin was rarely permitted to enter the Ancestral Land for a visit, and personally saw several Demon Kings swaggering through the Mo Family corridors.

An Outer Affairs Elder of the Mo Family followed behind them with utmost reverence, appearing exceptionally obedient.

Those Demon Kings talked and laughed, as if strolling on their own territory.

And on the outer perimeter of the Mo Family Ancestral Land, not a single patrolling demon could be seen.

From this it can be seen: it's not that the Demon Race doesn't guard against the Mo Family, but that there is simply no need.

"The Mo Family has submitted to the Demon Realm."

Mo Yin thinks secretly: "Not just a few elders submitting, but the entire Mo Family has submitted.

Although I was raised as a fool since childhood, I am still clear on what the word 'submit' represents.

The Mo Family's peace in the Central Region is not because the arrays are strong, not because the inheritance is vast, but because they knelt fast!"

Hui Jiuming does not respond.

It is also a demon, a fallen Demon Emperor hiding inside Mo Yin; theoretically it should stand on the Demon Realm's side.

But toward the Demon Realm led by Kong Fang, it actually has no good feelings.

If not for those Black Lotuses, it would have nearly become a Demon God.

Mo Yin smiles bitterly: "Back then, the reason the Mo Family took me in, wasn't it just because I had been a Puppet Emperor for a few days?"

The Elder raised me, gave me cultivation resources, thinking I could be of great use.

The result? Talent, aptitude — both mediocre, can't even catch up to the younger generation.

The Direct Lineage Assessment is right before us, my cultivation isn't enough, you can't help, the Mo Family won't keep raising a useless piece of trash."

He lowered his head, hands clenched tight: "Xu Changqing seeks me out, whatever he's plotting.

At least it can let you and me escape our current predicament."

Hui Jiuming appeared slightly surprised: "You want to cooperate with him."

"I want to hear what price he offers first."

Mo Yin raised his head again, gaze falling on that sword embryo faintly flickering, eyes holding a trace of determination: "Don't see him, we'll forever just be discarded pawns the Mo Family can throw away at any time.

See him, might not turn the tables, but at least there's a sliver of a chance to turn the tables."

Hui Jiuming didn't object, it knew Mo Yin spoke the truth.

If the Mo Family truly defected to the Demon Realm, this fool Prince Mo Yin's value in the clan would indeed only keep dropping lower and lower.

Recently, several times when Mo Yin went to the Inner Court to collect cultivation resources, the Steward Elder's complexion was clearly not as good as before.

Several monthly-supplied Pills have already been cancelled, without even an explanation.

The change in attitude stems from the change in status, and the amount of value.

"Then we meet."

After much thought, Hui Jiuming's voice carried a trace of not-easy-to-perceive gravity: "But you keep a sharp eye, make Xu Changqing show his hidden cards first, don't you fucking go laying out your whole situation right off the bat.

Also, whatever conditions he offers, absolutely do not agree immediately."

Mo Yin took a deep breath, both hands pressed on the Mother Sword's sword body, magic power continuously pouring in.

Instantly, the sword body began to rhythmically brighten and flicker.

At the sword guard, that crystal stone lit up then dimmed, dimmed then lit up again.

Each flicker represents one information transmission, a position confirmation.

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The border region between Dongyu and the Central Region.

Night dark thick as ink, Xu Changqing with Full Level Hair-covering Technique, transformed into a peacock whole-body flowing with Five-Colored Rosy Light, tail feathers compared to Kong Ling's Seven-Colored Tail Screen lacked two colors, yet still dazzling.

He flapped wings entering Central Region's skies, deep entering that layer of ever-present Dark Red Demon Cloud.

Below, a group of demons was wandering along a ruined city.

When Five-Colored Rosy Light swept past from the cloud layer, the leading Double-Headed Eagle raised its head to glance.

Five-Colored Peacock, Demon Emperor aura, and within the bloodline carried a pressure of a superior.

However you look at it, it has a very large connection to Demon God Kong Fang.

Perhaps, still the other party's direct descendant.

Seeing this, it hurriedly lowered its head, without hesitation withdrawing its gaze.

In the Demon Realm, low Dao Xing demons never take a second look at high Dao Xing demons.

Because one extra glance, and you might be swallowed in one gulp, this is the survival instinct they exchanged countless lives for!