Chapter 8: Ascending to the Sky

Is it the second one? Hmph, if you can advance to the Gathering Qi Realm with the Eight-Patterned Human Mark, I can also hand over Mo Cang's relics to you! Mo Lang's smile was filled with utmost sarcasm as he looked at Mo Zhi Yao.

Not bad! Mo Lang nodded and said, "If you can prove that you are fully capable of protecting Mo Cang's relics, I will hand them over to you"

"Are you saying that if I have the ability to protect my father's belongings, you will hand them over to me?" Mo Zhiyao asked淡淡.

After Mo Lang walked far away, Elder Xuan Yu appeared somewhat exasperated

Of course! If you can accomplish either of these two tasks, I will certainly present your father's relics with both hands! Mo Zhi Yao's prompt agreement took Mo Lang by surprise; however, Mo Lang was adamant that he could not believe Mo Zhi Yao would be able to do it. He was immediately overjoyed, repeatedly agreeing, fearing that Mo Zhi Yao might go back on his word.

Mo Lang raised an eyebrow, turned to look at Mo Zhi Yao, and said with a sinister smile: "Your father's relics? What? Do you still want to take them back?"

Elder Xuan Yu, I plan to leave tonight. I will return in six months. Rest assured, I will definitely be able to retrieve my father's belongings by then.

"Spirit Tool, Lingxiao," Elder Xuanyu said淡淡地, completely ignoring Mo Zhiyao's gaping mouth and the look of shock on his face

Mo Lang had already left, and Mo Zhi Yao turned and entered the ancestral hall. After paying respects to his father, Mo Cang, together with Elder Xuan Yu, the two then returned to Elder Xuan Yu's residence.

Mo Lang's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery as he coldly said, "It's quite simple, two conditions. As long as you can fulfill one of them, I will acknowledge that you possess such ability"

Mo Lang's expression suddenly changed upon hearing this; how could he, as a father, be unaware of the "good deeds" his son had done? Whether it was Mo Heng's rampant behavior outside or the bullying of Mo Zhiyao in the past, the higher-ups of the clan turned a blind eye to it all, treating it as if they had not seen anything, especially when it came to outsiders and a waste of space.

"Good! Good! Good!" Mo Lang was so enraged by the words that his body trembled slightly, and he glared at the two people in front of him with a venomous gaze, his teeth grinding with a "crunch, crunch" sound. "I will take responsibility for this matter; this 'favor' I will surely repay in the future"

Mo Lang, upon hearing this, twitched the flesh on his face a few times and said fiercely: "Firstly, you will be able to win the championship in the clan competition six months from now."

At this point, Mo Lang's momentum inevitably weakened by three points, and he was even more infuriated by Mo Heng's lack of resolve. However, no matter what, he could not swallow the anger of his son having both arms broken.

Mo Lang was so furious upon hearing this that he jumped up and down, but unfortunately, the facts were as such, and for a moment, he could not find any words to refute it

Mo Zhiyao's confidence stems from the eternal demonic essence within him and the "Demonic Decision". When the first demonic rune coalesced, Mo Zhiyao felt an inexplicable sense of awareness. While it is difficult to assert from a distance, he is certain that those below the Gathering Qi stage can definitely condense nine runes

Mo Cang indeed advanced to the Qi Gathering Realm with the seventh Dao pattern, but he only successfully condensed the seventh Dao pattern at the age of fifteen. In contrast, Mo Haoming condensed the seventh Dao pattern at the age of thirteen, two years earlier than Mo Cang. Otherwise, the title of the first genius of the Mo family would not have fallen upon him

Seeing this, Mo Lang quickly took a step back, adopting a defensive posture, and said to Elder Xuan Yu and Mo Zhi Yao: "Back in the day, Mo Cang also advanced to the Qi Gathering Realm with the Seven Dao Patterns. As a son, isn't it said that a student surpasses his teacher? If he can't even achieve this, he would truly be bringing shame to his father's name"

The reasons behind it are still beyond Mo Zhiyao's ability to articulate, and thus, he can only rely on facts to prove everything.

"Then how can I prove that I have the ability to protect my father's relics?" Mo Zhiyao narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Mo Lang as he asked.

So what? It is merely three human patterns. Which young member of the Mo family is not like this? Handing over the possessions of Mo Cang to him? What ability does he have to protect them? If he were to be killed, would it not be our Mo family that suffers the loss? Rather than that, it would be better to submit them directly, to avoid benefiting outsiders in the end. How could Mo Lang possibly be willing to give up what he has obtained? His arguments are merely a pretext; he simply does not want to hand it over. Rather than that, it would be better to submit them directly, to avoid benefiting outsiders in the end. How could Mo Lang possibly be willing to give up what he has obtained? His arguments are merely a pretext; he simply does not want to hand it over.

Of course, these matters cannot be brought to light. Elder Xuanyu is one of the Twelve Elders; if he were to raise this issue in person, Mo Heng would at the very least face the consequence of being expelled from his family

In a moment, Mo Zhiyao's arrogance reached its peak, and the scenes of Mo Heng humiliating him flashed before his eyes; Mo Zhiyao's hands, which were behind him, suddenly clenched tightly, with his joints cracking audibly.

Merely three traces of human patterns can break Mo Heng's arms. I cannot speak for others, but at the very least, compared to your son, it is unknown how much stronger he is. Elder Xuan Yu spoke sharply, directly exposing Mo Lang's sore spot

"Elder Xuan Yu, do you mean to say that my son was beaten for nothing?" Mo Lang's eyes flashed fiercely, resembling a hungry wolf, as he fixed his gaze on Elder Xuan Yu and Mo Zhi Yao

Mo Zhiyao gave a bitter smile; such matters are indeed too shocking to hear. Not to mention the Mo family, even in the entire Pan City, there has yet to be anyone who can condense eight Dao patterns to advance to the Gathering Qi Realm.

"Mo Lang, did you say that Mo Heng was injured for no reason? Hmph, whether there is a reason or not, don't you know in your heart?" Elder Xuan Yu's eyes flashed with sharp light as he stared at Mo Lang.

After speaking, Mo Lang cast a sinister smile at the two and turned to leave

Very well, let us establish a wager regarding today's matter. If you can accomplish any one of the conditions, I shall have no further objections. However, if you fail to do so, do not entertain any other thoughts regarding the relics of Mo Cang!" Mo Lang followed closely with this statement, solidifying the agreement.

Seeing Mo Zhiyao's confident demeanor, Elder Xuanyu let out a helpless sigh and fell silent.

The wager between the two individuals does not require any formal documentation. Within a span of six months, if one can surpass the clan in prowess or successfully condense the eight Daoist patterns, the Mo family will treat him as a treasure. Not to mention the relics of Mo Cang, even the treasures within the entire family would likely be at his disposal.

Which two conditions? The smile at the corner of Mo Zhi Rao's mouth instills a sense of dread, and his tongue licked his lower lip, giving off a bloody sensation. If killing Mo Heng counts as one condition, I can do it right now

Elder Xuan Yu nearly exploded with rage upon hearing this. Mo Zhi Yao has only just condensed three patterns, and in just half a year, how much could his cultivation possibly improve? Competing for the clan's championship? It is simply impossible

"What? Do you have the confidence to condense eight human patterns?" Elder Xuan Yu was completely stunned by Mo Zhi Yao's words, left speechless. He felt an impulse to reach out and touch Mo Zhi Yao's forehead, secretly pondering, is this child out of his mind?

Seeing that Mo Zhiyao had made up his mind to leave, Elder Xuanyu sighed, pondered for a moment, then turned his hand to take out an object and handed it to Mo Zhiyao

Mo Lang, you are simply going too far! Elder Xuan Yu could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and shouted angrily: Our clan's number one genius, Mo Hao Ming, has only advanced to the Gathering Qi Realm with seven Dao patterns, yet you want to advance with eight Dao patterns?

"Hahaha! Just because of you? A useless person? If something falls into your hands, it is a complete waste. You should give up on this idea." Mo Lang laughed wildly at the sky, his tone filled with disdain.

Alright, it is settled! Regarding today's matter, can you make the decision? The smile on Mo Zhiyao's face grew increasingly radiant, yet to the eyes of others, it appeared rather sinister

After Mo Lang finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave. However, just as he took a step, the voice of Mo Zhi Yao came from behind him.

"Hmph, what do you intend to do then?" Elder Xuan Yu narrowed his eyes and coldly gazed at Mo Lang as he spoke

Upon hearing that Mo Zhi Yao actually agreed to Mo Lang's conditions, Elder Xuan Yu was immediately taken aback, his face showing signs of anxiety

No, I will return early so that I can begin my studies sooner." Mo Zhiyao had made up his mind and declined Elder Xuan Yu's invitation to stay. He had never felt such a strong desire for improvement in strength before.

Mo Zhiyao looked at Mo Lang, whose face was twisted in a grimace, his gaze as cold as ice, and his voice chilling enough to make one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave. "Return to me my father's relics!"

"Elder Xuan Yu, what do you mean by that? My son is still lying at home. Regardless of the reasons, how could Mo Zhi Rao treat a member of his own clan so harshly? I must report this matter to the clan leader and the elder, and seek justice for my son!" Mo Lang also understood that with Elder Xuan Yu present today, he could not do anything to Mo Zhi Rao. Instead, he decided to escalate the matter, using the opportunity to expel Mo Zhi Rao from the clan.

Mo Lang, where are my father's belongings

Before he could speak, the voice of Mo Zhiyao rang out again

Mo Lang, do not be too overbearing. Previously, you stated that Zhi Yao was missing and that Mo Cang's belongings should be submitted to the family. Now, not only has Zhi Yao returned, but he has also successfully condensed three human patterns. Don't tell me you are unaware of this matter

Mo Zhiyao reached out to take it, and what he received was a pair of palm-sized objects resembling jade carvings, thin as a cicada's wings, and lifelike wings that seemed almost real

"Alright, I happen to want to meet the clan leader and the elder as well," Elder Xuanyu said, stopping Mo Zhiyao, who was about to speak, and looking at Mo Lang with an indifferent expression. "Mo Heng has done quite a few 'good deeds' in the past two years, and almost everyone in Pan City knows about it. That aside, do you really think I am unaware of what he has done to Zhiyao over the past year and more? I am quite curious to see how the clan leader and the elder will decide!"

What is this?" Mo Zhi Yao looked at Elder Xuan Yu with confusion and asked.

In summary, the object of Mo Cang must never be entrusted to this little beast, as he lacks the ability to possess it. My actions are entirely for the sake of the clan. Moreover, possessing a treasure brings its own troubles, and I am doing this for his own good! Mo Lang, at a loss for words, began to act unreasonably.

"Little beast, you!" Mo Lang's eyes blazed with anger as he gritted his teeth and glared at Mo Zhi Yao. If it were not for his concern for Elder Xuan Yu, he would have likely lunged at him by now

"Are you leaving tonight? Isn't that a bit hasty? Staying for another couple of days wouldn't be too late." Elder Xuan Yu was taken aback upon hearing this. Mo Zhi Rao had just returned and had stayed for less than two days, yet was leaving so urgently. Along with his surprise, there was a profound sense of reluctance in his heart.

What about the second one

Elder Xuan Yu, I am confident in my heart, so please rest assured." Mo Zhi Yao turned to Elder Xuan Yu and spoke, his words revealing a strong sense of confidence

Elder Xuan Yu, please do not worry. I cannot guarantee victory in the clan competition, but I am absolutely confident about the Eight Dao Patterns!

Elder Xuan Yu was filled with rage and was about to step forward, but Mo Zhi Yao beside him reached out to stop him