BTTH : Emperor Yang

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Mo Cheng

Support me at patreon for 60+ advanced Chapters :

/YaoIk

**

In the night sky, a streak of black light shot past like lightning, swiftly darting through the air.

”Almost there,” Wei Yang muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on the horizon ahead.

It had been more than twenty days since he left, and he found himself quite missing the two girls.

Inside his body, within the dantian, the Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame trembled lightly, its aura slightly unstable, as if it were on the verge of some transformation.

A faint, impatient yet excited consciousness continuously pulsed out from the Black Sun.

”Hold on a little longer, don’t be in a rush. Wait until we return to the underground magma lake—there, you’ll have endless fire-element energy to absorb for your evolution,” Wei Yang patiently soothed it.

At the same time, joy and excitement filled his heart.

The Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame had already been at the peak of the Dou Wang level. After absorbing the massive energy from the Green Lotus Core Flame, it had now reached a critical point right before evolution.

The distance to the underground magma world was getting closer and closer.

Whoosh—

Wei Yang couldn’t help but slightly increase his speed.

After flying for another ten minutes or so, that familiar terrain finally came into view.

From afar, Wei Yang could see a slender figure in pale blue sitting cross-legged at the top of a sand dune near the entrance to the passageway. Her delicate and lovely face was filled with concentration as she cultivated.

”It’s Qing Lin.” Wei Yang’s figure paused slightly, and a faint smile of relief appeared in his eyes.

It seemed this little girl was quite diligent in her training. Night had only just fallen, and she was already outside cultivating.

He chuckled softly and, without disturbing her, quietly landed nearby and began walking forward.

A brief probe told him that Qing Lin had already broken through to the Dou Shi realm.

Her aura was still somewhat unstable, clearly indicating the breakthrough had only occurred in the last couple of days.

Just as he arrived at the foot of the dune, planning to sneak up and give the little girl a surprise—

Hmm?

He suddenly frowned slightly and looked off into the distance.

In the direction of Rock Desert City.

A group of uninvited guests was silently sneaking through the desert under the cover of night, making their way in this direction.

There were more than a dozen of them, and judging by their attire, they clearly weren’t natives of the desert.

Leading them was an elderly man in ornate robes, his face cold and stern, exuding a fierce aura from head to toe.

Wei Yang swept his senses over him and found—to his surprise—that the old man was a Dou Ling.

He frowned. These people were obviously from the inland, likely from some powerful clan. What were they doing here in the middle of the night?

He stopped in his tracks and silently observed them, his spiritual sense locked onto their every move.

...

As the group drew closer, the elder in the lead suddenly halted. A subtle ripple of energy emanated from his body, followed by a rising, bloody aura.

He closed his eyes, as if carefully sensing something. Then, he opened them wide, his gaze locking onto the sand dune where Qing Lin sat, an excited smile spreading across his face.

”We’ve found it. Just ahead!” the elder said in a hoarse and dry voice, licking his lips.

A young man in ornate robes stepped forward beside the elder and flattered, ”To see you, Grand Elder, this pleased—it seems we’re already quite close to our target, no?”

The elder turned to glance at the young man. Overcome with excitement, he actually explained with a smile, ”That’s right. The target is just a few hundred meters ahead... It’s been so many years, and never once has any physique triggered such a strong reaction from the secret technique!”

”Bringing you all to the Tagore Desert this time was originally for a bit of practical experience. I didn’t expect such a pleasant surprise!”

”When we arrived in Rock Desert City this afternoon, the sensing was still faint and flickering. But the closer we got, the stronger the sensation became. Now it’s as obvious as the full moon in the night sky—you’d have to be blind to miss it!”

To hear Mo Cheng, the all-powerful Grand Elder of the clan, speak so much at once left the young man feeling flattered and overwhelmed.

He immediately flattered with a fawning expression, ”Congratulations, Grand Elder! With this immensely potential-filled physique, your cultivation will surely soar from now on—reaching Dou Wang, Dou Huang, even Dou Zong! You will become the strongest in the entire Jia Ma Empire!”

”At that time, even the Yun Lan Sect will have to act according to your will.”

Hearing this, the smile on Mo Cheng’s face grew even brighter, but he still lightly scolded, ”Mo Sheng, silence. How can you speak so recklessly? The current prestige of my Mo Clan is entirely thanks to the support of the Yun Lan Sect. Remember this in the future—never speak arrogantly. We must remain humble and cautious.”

”Yes, yes, Grand Elder, your teachings are absolutely right.” Mo Sheng nodded repeatedly.

Only then did Mo Cheng nod in satisfaction. However, in his heart, he couldn’t help but let his thoughts drift further and further, and a surge of ambition began to rise within him.

Perhaps, he really might have a chance to dominate the entire Jia Ma Empire—even the Yun Lan Sect would have to bow before him!

”My Mo Clan has occupied the northeastern region of the Jia Ma Empire for so many years. Though we’re well-established and are considered local overlords, we’re merely one of the four major families of the northeast. Compared to those truly powerful clans, we’re ultimately not worth mentioning.”

”Why? At the end of the day, it’s simply because the strongest of my clan is just a lowly Dou Ling.”

”Those clans with Dou Wang or even Dou Huang experts don’t even spare us a glance.”

’The Butcher Mo’? ...Heh, the title sounds impressive, but it’s nothing more than flattery from some minor characters in this northeastern corner. In the eyes of true powerhouses, I’m nothing but a joke!”

At that thought, Mo Cheng slowly clenched his withered hands beneath his sleeves, and a cold gleam flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself, ”I’ve been a dog for the Yun Lan Sect for far too many years. I’m sick of watching their expressions every single day...”

”As long as I successfully transplant this unknown but powerful physique, I’ll make the Yun Lan Sect cough up everything they’ve taken over the years... Yun Leng, you old bastard!”

Mo Cheng turned his gaze toward the direction where Qing Lin was and muttered, ”From the response of the secret technique, the one who possesses this special physique isn’t very strong. Seems like it just awakened recently... Heaven truly favors me!”

Since that’s the case, there’s nothing to worry about.

”Let’s go!” Mo Cheng waved his hand and took the lead, striding forward with a face full of anticipation.

He was very eager to find out—just what kind of physique could it be?

...

Wei Yang had been observing with his spiritual sense the entire time, so he had ’heard’ their entire conversation crystal clear.

He had also fully understood their identities and backgrounds.

His eyes narrowed slightly. ”So, it’s the Mo Clan, huh?”

Wei Yang couldn’t help but find it amusing—this Mo Cheng, just like in the original story, encountered Qing Lin again.

That secret technique of theirs for sensing special physiques... not bad.

Even after Wei Yang had placed a concealment seal on Qing Lin, they were still able to faintly sense her presence the moment they entered Rock Desert City and followed the trail here.

If this had been done by someone from the Heavenly Snake Mansion, it wouldn’t be surprising—they’re a major power, after all.

But for Mo Cheng to accomplish this... that was a bit of a slap to Wei Yang’s face.

Still, with a faint smile on his face, Wei Yang looked on with great interest.

The current Qing Lin was no longer the same Qing Lin from the original story. Guarding her was none other than a peak Rank 5 Mutated King Cobra.

So Wei Yang had no worries about Qing Lin’s safety. Instead, he moved silently into the nearby shadows, crossed his arms, and stood there quietly, ready to enjoy the show.

Let’s see how Qing Lin handles this situation.

-----------------------------------------------------------

Support me at patreon for 60+ advanced Chapters :

/YaoIk