We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? - Chapter 247: When You're Old, You Still Need Some Face
Thousand Mist Sect.
As a sect with an Immortal realm sect master presiding over it, Thousand Mist Sect, like Black Dragon Sect, normally didn’t cause trouble but also wasn’t afraid of it.
But on this day, just as the Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master was happily playing with his birds in the courtyard, an elder hurriedly flew over, “Sect Master! Sect Master! Something terrible has happened!”
“What is it? Why are you making such a fuss?” The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master frowned and asked, “The sky isn’t falling, is it?”
“Sect Master, someone has come to our Thousand Mist Sect to challenge us!” This elder said anxiously.
“What?” The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master thought he might have misheard, “Someone’s challenging us? Who?”
“Xiao Mo from Ten Thousand Dao Sect…”
“Xiao Mo? I know him. What realm is he?”
“Jade Simplicity realm.”
“A Jade Simplicity realm dares to come challenge us?”
“Yes.”
“Just him alone?”
“Yes!”
“What the hell is going on?” The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master rubbed his temples, “A Jade Simplicity realm cultivator comes to challenge my Thousand Mist Sect. Is there something wrong with his brain? Get a few elders to kick him out.”
“Sect Master, we already tried, but they were all beaten down.”
“What? You all couldn’t beat him?”
“Couldn’t beat him.” This elder’s old face flushed red, “That… he’s specifically asking for you by name.”
“Looking for me? Good, good, good! Looking for me, is he? Young people these days, I’m going to let him know that being young and impetuous has a price.” The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master picked up his longsword, “Let’s go, this old man will meet him!”
Shortly after, the Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master arrived at the front mountain and saw elders and stewards lying on the ground, groaning continuously.
That man sat on a rock with his eyes closed, resting.
Beside him stood a female monk.
In the female monk’s arms was an exotic beast.
The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master’s eyes revealed a trace of fervor, guessing this must be Hundun, one of the Four Fierce Beasts.
“Xiao Mo, you come to my Thousand Mist Sect to injure people. What exactly do you mean?” The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master questioned.
“Just asking the blade.” Xiao Mo stood up, looked at the man before him, then pointed at Hundun in Wangxin’s embrace, “Beat me, and that thing is yours.”
“Migu!” The little Hundun angrily flew out of Wangxin’s embrace, slapping and biting Xiao Mo’s head.
“You said it!” The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master swallowed, “Then what do you want?”
“I don’t need anything from you. After you lose, just publicize this matter in detail. Furthermore, if you’re not satisfied, you can come find me anytime.” Xiao Mo said calmly.
“Arrogant!” The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master sneered, “Fine! This seat agrees. To prevent people from saying this seat bullies the young with age, you make the first move!”
“Really?”
“Really!”
Just as the Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master’s words had barely fallen, a flash of blade light passed before his eyes.
Half an incense stick’s time later…
Xiao Mo and Wangxin left Thousand Mist Sect.
The little Hundun was still biting Xiao Mo’s head, its little wings continuously slapping Xiao Mo.
It seemed still angry that Xiao Mo had just used it as a wager.
After Xiao Mo had walked far away, the Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master, sitting on the ground, finally got up in a disheveled state.
He sat on the ground, looking at the longsword in his hand, then recalling the fight just now.
The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master suspected he might be dreaming.
In less than twenty exchanges, he had been defeated but he was at the Immortal realm, while that one was merely at the Jade Simplicity realm…
“Sect Master…” An elder stepped forward, “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine! What could possibly be wrong with this seat!” The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master waved his hand, “This seat was merely careless, careless, understand?”
“Understood, Sect Master, understood.” This elder quickly nodded, “Then Sect Master, about the wager with Xiao Mo…”
“…” The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master’s brow twitched, his expression looking extremely uncomfortable.
“Forget it, forget it.” The Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master sighed, “A bet is a bet. Publicize this matter to the world. Don’t let people say we can’t accept defeat.”
“Yes, Sect Master.”
“Wait!”
Just as the elder was about to withdraw and handle this matter, the Thousand Mist Sect’s sect master called him back.
“Sect Master?”
“That… when describing this battle, say that I lasted a hundred exchanges and only lost due to carelessness. When you’re old, you still need some face, understand?”
Elder: “…”
After leaving Thousand Mist Sect, Xiao Mo went to sect after sect to ask the blade.
If it was a normal sect, Xiao Mo would only spar with them but if he encountered some abnormal sects, those determined to kill him, Xiao Mo wouldn’t be polite with them and would generally directly annihilate the entire sect.
Xiao Mo wouldn’t go to sects below the Immortal realm.
That would be meaningless.
Xiao Mo fought those at the Immortal realm.
After entering the Jade Simplicity realm, as long as Xiao Mo didn’t want to die, basically no one could keep him there, even if those Immortal realm sect masters activated their sect protection grand formations, it was useless.
It was precisely through these battles one after another that Xiao Mo’s blade techniques became increasingly refined, his realm increasingly solid.
Xiao Mo felt he had taken the right path.
What he needed to do now was continue using actual combat to elevate his realm and strength.
As long as he reached the Immortal realm, there would be no place in this Western Region he couldn’t go.
He could then return to the sect and directly make Ten Thousand Dao Sect’s sect master step down.
On the roads to various sects, Imperial Beast Sect cultivators would also ambush and try to kill Xiao Mo.
Just as Black Dragon Sect’s sect master had said.
Even if they couldn’t get Hundun, they didn’t want Xiao Mo to have it!
Not to mention that Xiao Mo had killed Wu Qingfeng with one blade strike right in front of Tang Beifeng. Imperial Beast Sect definitely wanted to recover this face.
Imperial Beast Sect thought that as long as they surrounded and killed Xiao Mo with several Jade Simplicity realm elders, they could make Xiao Mo die without a burial place but when Xiao Mo drew the long blade in his hand, they discovered they were wrong.
Jade Simplicity realm cultivators couldn’t last ten exchanges against Xiao Mo.
Later, when Imperial Beast Sect sent Immortal realm cultivators to ambush Xiao Mo, they were also cut down by Xiao Mo within a hundred exchanges and fled in panic.
If there were too many Immortal realm cultivators and Xiao Mo couldn’t quite handle them, he would simply leave with Wangxin, and they couldn’t catch up but the next time they saw Xiao Mo, they discovered that Xiao Mo’s strength had risen another level and couldn’t be compared to before.
Upon learning this, Tang Beifeng angrily smashed the stone table in his courtyard, wishing he could personally take action himself but Tang Beifeng still maintained his rationality.
He knew that as an Ascension realm sect master going to kill a junior would break the unspoken rules among the Western Region’s demonic sects.
At that time, Ten Thousand Dao Sect would probably fight Imperial Beast Sect to the death.
The more Tang Beifeng thought about it, the angrier he became.
Later on, Tang Beifeng even began to doubt life itself.
How could there be a Jade Simplicity realm cultivator in this world who could soundly defeat Immortal realm cultivators within a hundred exchanges?
Where exactly was the limit of this Xiao Mo’s strength?
Never mind what would happen when Xiao Mo reached the Ascension realm, if Xiao Mo reached the Immortal realm, it would be even more incredible.
Thus, under Tang Beifeng’s instigation, quite a few demonic sects joined forces to find trouble with Xiao Mo but after they had lost many people, few sects dared to seek out Xiao Mo anymore.
After all, every Upper Three Realms cultivator was extremely hard-won combat power. No sect could squander them recklessly.
But… just because they didn’t seek out Xiao Mo didn’t mean Xiao Mo wouldn’t seek them out.
Xiao Mo remembered those sects and annihilated them one by one.
Those he couldn’t annihilate, he temporarily left alone.
Furthermore, Xiao Mo frequently went to cause trouble for the Ten Great Demonic Sects, especially Imperial Beast Sect.
Any Imperial Beast Sect cultivator seen by Xiao Mo had no survivors.
Before they knew it, more and more sect masters were defeated by Xiao Mo, more and more sects were annihilated. Every few days throughout the entire Western Region, news came of which Immortal realm sect master had been defeated by Xiao Mo.
Eventually, those Immortal realm sect masters even took pride in lasting more exchanges against Xiao Mo…
Before they knew it, two years had passed.
In these two years, Xiao Mo had lost count of exactly how many people he had killed.
The blood baleful qi within Xiao Mo’s body became increasingly terrifying. Several times it approached the limit and nearly went out of control but Xiao Mo managed to endure through sheer willpower each time.
“If you see a man holding a long blade with a female monk beside him and a strange fierce beast with wings perched on his head, you must stay away!”
This had almost become a consensus among everyone in the Western Region.
As Xiao Mo became increasingly famous, rumors about him grew more numerous.
Some said Xiao Mo was a demon who killed without blinking.
Some said Xiao Mo had to drink human blood every day.
Others said Xiao Mo had already gone into qi deviation and become a monster, and the Buddhist female monk was pressed beneath him every day but when had Xiao Mo ever cared about these rumors?
“Master, Master… a letter from Senior Brother!”
One day, at Ten Thousand Dao Sect’s Karma Blood Peak.
Yu Yunwei held a scroll of Mountain and Sea News and happily ran into her master’s courtyard.
