Chapter 523: Scaring Off the Demon Flower Evil Lord
Three days later, Mo Yu and his companions finally slowed down as they approached a seemingly endless mountain range from the sky. Nalan Yanran scanned the area, then descended and retrieved a petal-shaped object from her storage ring. She flicked it forward, and as it entered the space before her, a strange ripple appeared. Moments later, a massive spatial barrier materialized in front of them.
"A barrier this large… quite an impressive setup," Mo Yu remarked, raising an eyebrow.
Although the Flower Sect didn't have the power to create its own pocket dimension, hiding their sect behind such a large-scale spatial barrier was certainly no small feat.
The barrier rippled before opening a small crack. Nalan Yanran gestured for Mo Yu and Qing Lin to follow her through. Qing Lin quickly stowed away the Nine Nether Earth Python, and the three of them stepped inside.
As soon as they entered, the scene before them changed. A thick, fragrant aroma of flowers hit them immediately, and hidden within that fragrance was a powerful energy from the heavens and earth.
"As expected from one of the continent's top two sects," Mo Yu remarked, hovering in midair and taking in the sight of the hidden world beyond the barrier.
Before them stretched an endless sea of flower-covered mountains. The vibrant blossoms on the mountains swayed gently in the breeze, and the scene looked like something straight out of a fairyland, with petals dancing in the air.
"It's so beautiful," Qing Lin murmured in awe, captivated by the stunning sight.
As Mo Yu and Qing Lin admired their surroundings, a soft ringing of a bell echoed faintly from the flower sea below.
"The bell means the duel is about to begin. Quick, follow me closely. If you take a wrong step, you could get lost in the flower sea," Nalan Yanran urged them, her face growing tense. She darted ahead, flying in a strange, curving path. Mo Yu and Qing Lin exchanged glances and followed her unusual flight pattern closely.
At the far end of the flower sea was a grand mountain range. In the center of this range stood a towering peak covered with numerous buildings. At the summit was a vast, flat plaza made of green stone, surrounded by intricate flower-patterned carvings, with a faint scent of flowers lingering in the air.
The plaza was already filled with many people, all staring at the center with a heavy atmosphere hanging over the scene.
In the middle of the plaza stood a man and a woman. The woman wore a regal robe embroidered with golden floral patterns, while the man beside her lazily fanned himself with a folding fan, his handsome face showing a hint of wickedness.
These two were the acting Sect Master of the Flower Sect and her companion, the Demon Flower Evil Lord.
Opposite them stood a woman in white robes—Yun Yun. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her back, reaching her slender waist. Her beautiful face radiated a calm elegance, like a flower fairy untouched by the world.
"Yun Yun, you've inherited the former Sect Master's Dou Qi. Surely, taking on both of us at once won't be a problem. You know the rules of the Flower Sect—couples are allowed to fight together," the acting Sect Master sneered, her eyes full of jealousy as she looked at Yun Yun. "Don't say we're bullying you. If you have a companion, you can call him to fight with you!"
Hearing the acting Sect Master's words, several Flower Sect elders frowned.
A gentle smile appeared on Yun Yun's serene face. She shook her head and said softly, "Go ahead, Sect Master. I don't have a—"
Before she could finish her sentence, a sudden sound of rushing wind filled the air. In the blink of an eye, a figure flew like lightning toward the plaza, appearing beside Yun Yun in just a few flashes.
To the astonishment of everyone present, the figure grabbed Yun Yun's hand and declared boldly, making her blush instantly.
"Who says you don't have a companion, Yun'er? I'm here, aren't I?"
The crowd was stunned. All eyes were on the man who had just stormed into the plaza and taken Yun Yun's hand. For a moment, the entire place fell silent, and people exchanged confused glances, unsure of what was happening.
"You—Mo Yu?! What… what are you doing here?" Yun Yun's face turned red as she stared in shock at the young man beside her, his face lit with a smile.
"You're in trouble. How could I stand by and do nothing?" Mo Yu replied softly, his gaze fixed on the graceful woman before him.
"Who are you? State your name! How dare you barge into my Flower Sect?" The acting Sect Master narrowed her eyes at Mo Yu, her voice cold. Could this young man be the companion Yun Yun had brought to help her?
"I'm Yun Yun's companion. Isn't it obvious?" Mo Yu replied casually, glancing at the acting Sect Master.
Yun Yun's face reddened further, and she gave Mo Yu a shy, annoyed look. But Mo Yu didn't pay attention to her reaction, his gaze locked on the two people standing opposite him.
"A mere three-star Dou Zun dares to act so arrogantly here? You must be tired of living," the Demon Flower Evil Lord sneered as he lightly fanned himself, a chilling look flashing in his eyes. Seeing the intimacy between Mo Yu and Yun Yun had made him feel uneasy.
"How dare you insult the Lord of Yuan Manor!" Qing Lin's pretty face turned cold as she snapped back at the Demon Flower Evil Lord, standing protectively behind Mo Yu.
"What a beauty…" The Demon Flower Evil Lord's eyes flickered with desire as he looked at Qing Lin, whose beauty rivaled Yun Yun's. But after hearing her words, his expression froze, and suspicion crept into his face.
"You… you're the Lord of Yuan Manor?" he asked, his expression changing.
The Flower Sect had heard rumors about Yuan Manor recently, especially about their Half-Saint expert. With such a powerhouse in charge, Yuan Manor had risen to a level that could not be underestimated by the Flower Sect.
Moreover, the name of Yuan Manor's leader, Mo Yu, had spread across the continent after he defeated two of the Soul Palace's Heavenly Lords. His reputation was nothing short of terrifying.
"Black hair, silver eyes, handsome… Are you really Mo Yu, the Lord of Yuan Manor?" the acting Sect Master asked incredulously. "How could Yun Yun know someone like you?"
For years, the acting Sect Master had viewed Yun Yun as her greatest rival, constantly belittling her as a mere nobody from the northwest. But to find out that this woman, whom she looked down on, was connected to one of Central Continent's rising stars, Mo Yu, was a bitter pill to swallow.
It was like discovering that a country bumpkin relative you'd always looked down on was close friends with a CEO of a Fortune 500 company. The realization left the acting Sect Master feeling like she was the one who had been living in ignorance.
The Demon Flower Evil Lord's face twisted with uncertainty as well. He had heard vague rumors about Yuan Manor, which had relocated from the Black-Corner Region of the northwest, the same place Yun Yun came from. Could it be…
"My name is Mo Yu, Lord of Yuan Manor," Mo Yu declared with a cold smile, cutting through their doubts. His gaze swept over the surrounding mountains as his voice, amplified by Dou Qi, echoed across the landscape.
Ever since he had entered the Flower Sect, Mo Yu had sensed hidden presences in the mountains. These were likely the sect's powerful elders, biding their time. Although he didn't fear them, his priority was to help Yun Yun become the Sect Master, so he needed to ensure they didn't side with the acting Sect Master.
"Is it really Mo Yu?"
As Mo Yu announced his name, the faces of the acting Sect Master and the Demon Flower Evil Lord paled. Mo Yu was rumored to have almost killed the Seventh and Ninth Heavenly Lords of the Soul Palace—this was not a man to take lightly.
Even within the Flower Sect, only their two reclusive Half-Saint elders could hope to match someone of Mo Yu's caliber.
The Flower Sect disciples whispered among themselves, their curious gazes focused on Mo Yu. As an all-female sect, many of them were intrigued by such a powerful and handsome young man.
"Well, if it isn't the Lord of Yuan Manor. I didn't expect to see you here at our Flower Sect," came an ancient voice from the mountains. The voice was thick with age, yet carried authority, filling the plaza.
Mo Yu's brows rose slightly at the sound. The voice belonged to another Half-Saint, it seemed. No wonder the Flower Sect was one of the continent's top sects; they had two Half-Saints—one mid-tier and one high-tier—both of considerable strength.
Even with Snake Elder and Qing Zhi, Yuan Manor only had two mid-tier Half-Saints, meaning they were still slightly weaker than the Flower Sect.
"Senior, I don't believe this duel is fair," Mo Yu said.
"Oh? What's unfair about it?" the elderly voice asked.
"It's fine to have a duel, but the stakes are one-sided. If the acting Sect Master wins, she takes Yun Yun's inherited Dou Qi. But if she loses, she loses nothing. That's hardly fair," Mo Yu replied calmly.
The acting Sect Master quickly protested, "If I lose, Yun Yun can leave the Flower Sect unharmed. We won't pursue her any further."
"If that's all, then there's no point in the duel," Mo Yu snorted coldly.
"How dare you! Even if you're the Lord of Yuan Manor, do you think the Flower Sect is a place where you can come and go as you please?" the acting Sect Master shouted, her face darkening with anger. "You may leave, but Yun Yun will stay!"
"Flower Jin, if Lord Mo Yu has a request, perhaps we should hear him out," came the elder's voice again, this time from the northern part of the plaza. The speaker was an old woman, dressed in Flower Sect robes, whose rank appeared to be quite high.
Reluctantly, Flower Jin gritted her teeth and asked, "What is your request?"
"If we lose, Yun Yun's inherited Dou Qi will be yours. But if you lose, the position of Sect Master will return to Yun Yun!" Mo Yu declared.
"You want the Sect Master's position, is that it?" Flower Jin sneered angrily.
"I don't care about being Sect Master!" Yun Yun quickly protested.
"Flower Granny originally passed the position to Yun Yun. You, Flower Jin, shamelessly took the Sect Master's token by force. All Yun Yun is doing is reclaiming what's rightfully hers," Mo Yu said coldly.
"You dare slander me!" Flower Jin's face twisted in fury.
Despite her anger, Flower Jin didn't agree immediately. She was only the acting Sect Master, and her support among the elders was shaky at best. If something went wrong, she could lose everything.
What's more, Mo Yu's reputation as a powerful figure who had defeated two Heavenly Lords of the Soul Palace loomed large. She and the Demon Flower Evil Lord combined probably wouldn't stand a chance against him.
Understanding her dilemma, the Demon Flower Evil Lord glanced at Mo Yu, his face grim. He had heard rumors about Mo Yu's strength, and while rumors often carried some exaggeration, Mo Yu's fame was undeniable. The Soul Palace's Heavenly Lords were true powerhouses, and defeating them was no easy feat.
Even though he was a six-star Dou Zun, only a handful of people in the Flower Sect could match him. But Mo Yu had killed two six-star Dou Zuns before, so he clearly wasn't someone the Demon Flower Evil Lord could handle.
Realizing this, the Demon Flower Evil Lord's face darkened. After a moment, he turned to Flower Jin and said, "I'm withdrawing from this duel. Flower Jin, I suggest you do the same. Of course, if you're still determined, you'll have to find another companion."
With that, the Demon Flower Evil Lord leaped into the air, leaving a stunned Flower Jin and disappearing from sight.
The crowd was left in complete disarray…
(End of Chapter)
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