"Have you heard?" A random man with a plump built spoke, his face has a lot of moles, especially on the forehead.

"Hmmm?" The one sitting beside him tilted his and asked in a bewildering manner, he is a skinny man with a lot of bones revealed especially at rib part.

"The recently rising Mo Family is in a predicament, it started just a few hours ago when the Northern Star Gangting Tournament was about to end." The plump man said.

At the corner of the restaurant, two old men that seemed to be at the age of 70 to 80 heard it as they tilted their head a little closer; "Mo Family? Are there any remnants of the Mo family here?"

The old man opposite to the one that spoke stroked his white beard; "Maybe... Someone that decided to re-establish the Mo Clan starting from this lower tier Kingdom?"

The two old men nodded at each other, but after a few seconds of pondering, the both of them looked at each other and exclaimed: "Young Master?!"

The two exchanged glances, but still, they wouldn't immediately take action without a proper investigation, so they continued to listen.

"What do you mean?" The skinny man asked.

The plump man lowered his head as he whispered; "Well, It is just a rumor, but the people from the Mo Family are getting chased right now!"

"WHAT?!" The skinny man jumped out in fright, the Mo Family were a rising power, but n.o.body would even dare to stop this, how come someone actually decided to do something as rash as that!?

"Shhh~shhh~shhh!!" The plump man tried to cover the skinny man's lips with his right hand and his left hand signing him to silent himself.

The skinny man nodded his head and tried to calm down; "Then... Then what's happening now?"

"Well, the Mo Family is from the far west side of the City, so those were the only rumors I heard." The plump man sighed as he laid his back on the chair.

"I wonder what will happen next... They had such a young Patriarch patriarch, so I thought it will be a good thing, never have I thought that they will immediately fall to ruin and not even lasting for a year." The skinny man spoke.

"What was the name of their Patriarch?" The skinny man asked.

The two old man tilts their head as they tried to not lose a single word for the next sentences that will be spoken.

"Well, I can't really say anything without a proof, but what I heard from a servant of the Jiang Clan is that..." The plump man sighed as he paused for a little bit.

"Well?"

"I just don't know if it is a true information." The plump man sighed.

"Just say it, it wouldn't even matter if we know, right? No matter if it is true or false, the Mo Family is in grave danger already, what would it even be of use for?" The skinny man shrugged his shoulder.

"Well, his name is..." The plump man slightly pondered as he tried to remember.

"Is?"

"Is... Mo..." The plump man brushed his chubby chin.

"Mo what?"

"Is... Ah! I rem-" The plump man was about to speak, but before he could, he was suddenly grabbed by someone.

"WHAT?! TELL ME WHO! NOW!" The old man grabbed his clothes, feeling extremely enraged from all the half cut words.

"Mo... Mo...."

"STOP STUTTERING!" The one that was with the old man shouted.

"Yes! It's... His name is Mo Xie! That's what I heard!"

As soon as the chubby spoke, the two old men suddenly vanished; "That... ghost?!"

The chubby fat man couldn't help but exclaim, meanwhile, the skinny man spoke: "No... those were extremely strong cultivators!"

The two looked at each other, the chubby man then sighed; "I guess it really is the end for the Mo Family, why'd they have to offend these many people..."

The two sighed as they continued eating.

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Meanwhile.

After another fifteen minutes, Mo Xie had already made at least 3% of his Spiritual Energy, although it doesn't sound much, but it already has a full capacity of a normal 9-star bronze ranked cultivator.

Mo Xie wishes to continue recovering for a bit, but something suddenly happens.

"Gua!!!" A loud shout echoed, Mo Xie, finds himself remembering that voice.

"Lingxin!" Mo Xie immediately stood up and rushed towards that direction.

But what can he do? He definitely has no more Spiritual Energy for another set of skills which transcends his normal cultivation by many folds.

"The least I could use is a mere Earth ranked offensive art..." Mo Xie spoke, this is an extremely hard situation to coop with.

"BOW!" Mo Xie exclaimed, and as soon as those words were said, a bow started to form on his hands. The least Mo Xie can do now is to use the Soul Weapon with the Soul Arrows, but just in case, he took a piece of paper and ink out of his storage ring.

He immediately wrote some seals in it, after finis.h.i.+ng his drawing, he poured all of his Spiritual Energy in it, but sadly, it wasn't enough to fill the Spiritual Energy that is needed.

"D*mn it!" Mo Xie couldn't help but curse as he started to continue his way in.

"GAAAAAAAAAAA!" As soon as Mo Xie arrived, he heard a loud scream.

"D*mn old man! You killed our friend!" A person shouted, on his arms, a person is lying breathlessly, clearly dead, a blazing sword is embedded on his chest that still continued to scorch his skin.

On the other end, Mo Xie saw five familiar figures.

Lingxin, Zedong, their disciples, and Yujin. Zedong is heaving up and down while Yujin is in front of them, but most of all, the one with the most serious condition is Lingxin, his body is covered with blood as one of his hand seems to have been caught in an explosion.

"How dare you ambush us!" The expert pointed at Yijun.

"Hmmp! Fighting people who have barely sufficient Spiritual Energy to run, yet you want to make it look like we're the ones at fault?!" Yijun reb.u.t.ted.

The expert seemed to want to say something again, but the peak Earth ranked Coralist prevented it and spoke: "What you say is true, but since we're not here on a duel, I will be stepping in to kill you, that does sound fair right?"

Yijun frowned, he looked behind and spoke: "Quickly run!"

Zedong hesitated for a bit before nodding: "Then, be sure to come back alive to us!"

"Where do you think you're going! Mountain Pillar!" The peak Earth ranked Coralist howled.

Immediately, the path of retreat for Lingxin and the others were blocked.

Yujin immediately rushed towards that expert: "Your opponent is me!"

"Hmmp! Keep dreaming!" The expert howled as he confronted Yujin.

_Bang!_ A loud crispy noise sounded, as Yujin was sent flying.

Lingxin is looking at the expert in anger, Lingxin was the one that dealt the killing blow to the 4-star Earth ranked Coralist, but the appearance of that expert caused him to lose an arm.

Then, the one who's been holding the corpse shouted: "Your opponent is me! You will never have the time to enjoy watching the show!"

"HMMP!" Both Zedong and Lingxin harrumphed as they dealt with the 5-star Earth ranked Coralist.

The three collided as their fist drew a light shockwave to the surrounding.

But not to the enemy's expectation, he was actually pushed back, even though he had used his full strength; "Such great martial prowess... You all definitely have to die!"

"GAAAA!" Another sound echoed, Yujin was thrown a few meters away with a minor wound on his chest.

The peak expert turned around immediately as he concentrated a power within his palm; "Wind Shear!"

The skill is aimed at both Zedong and Lingxin's disciples.

"Not good!" Lingxin is the first to react, he immediately went in front as to block it, concentrating all of his Spiritual Energy in front to block it.

_Chuuk~ Chuuk~ Chuuk~ Chuuk~[Splash~!]_ Four wind skills. .h.i.t Lingxin's defense, yet it was immediately penetrated.

Four slash wounds appeared on his body as blood started to gush out of him; "Pfft!"

Lingxin couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

"Earth Wolf's howl!" The peak ranked expert didn't stop there as he followed up.

A piece of the ground's surface started to change as it suddenly charged at Lingxin.

_Bang!_ Lingxin's body was. .h.i.t without any resistance, making him flew to the air.

_Tugug~_ His body actually landed near Mo Xie, Lingxin looked at Mo Xie without saying a word or else, it will risk making the enemies know his location.

Lingxin vomited a mouthful of blood as he started to gather Spiritual Energy on his hands and quietly whispered: "I`m sorry... Patriarch..."