Chapter 158: A New Hobby

Council Hall on Qingyun Peak.

Although the night was hazy outside, the Council Hall was as bright as day.

Precious Night-Luminescent Pearls were embedded on the supporting pillars on both sides, providing ample light for this space.

Under the bright light, silhouettes were visible.

Mo Xinzi, He Yundan, Chen Sanyang, Mu Xin, and Han Linlu.

As the five top figures of the Tianfeng Sect, they were gathered here together for the first time in a long while.

Mo Xinzi stood in front of the four, carefully reviewing a detailed inventory document they had submitted.

The Tianfeng Sect had suffered severely from the demon disaster this time, losing a vast amount of manpower and resources; now that Mo Xinzi was out of seclusion, he needed to oversee everything.

Mu Xin stole a glance at Mo Xinzi, secretly startled.

Mo Xinzi was also a genius of the Tianfeng Sect, and indeed the entire region, back in the day; he had stepped onto a path unattainable by ordinary people very early on.

He also became the youngest Sect Master in the history of the Tianfeng Sect, leading the sect toward glory.

However, after the erosion of time and Mo Xinzi’s years of seclusion…

He looked just as young as he used to be.

Was it the youth-retaining effect brought by the Cluster Star Realm?

Mu Xin didn’t know.

At least, the other elders of the same realm didn’t look as young as Mo Xinzi.

“Is this everything?”

Mo Xinzi put down the document in his hand, his ethereal golden pupils sweeping over the elders under his command as he asked indifferently.

“Sect Master, these are the results of today’s tally. We should be able to finish counting everything by tomorrow,” He Yundan stepped forward and replied.

Mo Xinzi nodded.

“The Demon Clan came aggressively this time; you have all worked hard.”

“Now that the Shi You Demon is dead, I imagine that even if there are demons left, there won’t be another large-scale targeting of the Tianfeng Sect by the Demon Clan.”

Hearing this, the elders fell silent again.

They all knew why Feng Zhiyang had repeatedly invaded the Tianfeng Sect.

Looking at the silent elders, Mo Xinzi chuckled lightly, an abrupt charm appearing.

“The matter is in the past, and now there are no future worries. There is no need for you to blame yourselves.”

“What we need to do is lead the Tianfeng Sect to even greater glory.”

“Making the Tianfeng Sect the greatest immortal sect in the spiritual cultivation world—isn’t this the vision you and I expect?”

Perhaps Mo Xinzi’s words took effect; the confusion in the elders’ eyes quickly dissipated.

When Mo Xinzi looked again, only a certain firm determination remained in their eyes.

An imperceptible smile appeared in Mo Xinzi’s eyes; clearly, he was quite satisfied with their reaction.

“Sect Master, after coming out this time, will you continue your seclusion?” He Yundan looked at Mo Xinzi and asked.

“Years of seclusion only allowed my cultivation to touch the peak of the Medium Stage of the Cluster Star Realm. For a long time hereafter, I will not go into seclusion again.”

“Besides, I suddenly have a new hobby.”

Mo Xinzi smiled faintly, a profound meaning in his eyes that none of the elders could see through.

“Speaking of which, for so many years, you actually let a genius like Meng Yingxing, who is just like Lu Tianzhao, fend for himself in the Tianfeng Sect?”

“Sect Master, didn’t you ask us to observe whether Meng Yingxing was human or demon? Meng Yingxing was still young, so we dared not act rashly,” Mu Xin explained.

“Now we have confirmed that Meng Yingxing is more like Lu Tianzhao, and we are preparing to put full effort into grooming him.”

“Enough.”

Mo Xinzi’s tone was cold. He raised his hand slightly, and no one around dared to say another word.

“From now on, I will personally teach Meng Yingxing.”

“Sect Master!?”

Hearing Mo Xinzi’s decision, all the elders were shocked.

Since Mo Xinzi took over the Tianfeng Sect, he had never personally taught anyone.

But now he actually said he wanted to personally teach Meng Yingxing, this special existence?

When the elders left, they looked at each other on the way, seeing the shock and doubt in each other’s eyes.

But facing Mo Xinzi, they dared not say anything more and could only obey his arrangement.

After the meeting was dismissed, the Shangxuan Hall was quiet; the figures from earlier were gone, leaving only Mo Xinzi alone.

He held the Yao Que Sword in one hand, while his other hand gently stroked the sword’s blade.

The Yao Que Sword flashed with blood-red light and emitted a faint hum.

“Natural Sword Intent Physique…”

“Lu Tianzhao, you really have a son as excellent as you.”

“Speaking of which, should I find a time to go see you? Junior Brother Lu?”

A cold sneer curled up the corner of Mo Xinzi’s mouth, and the Yao Que Sword simultaneously emitted a harsher cry.

The next morning.

Meng Yingxing, who had laid outside on the high pavilion all night, woke up early.

But after getting up, he didn’t throw himself into the task of saving Yongning City affected by the demon disaster like other Tianfeng Sect disciples.

Meng Yingxing sat on the ground in a rare daze.

“Disciple, what are you spacing out for?”

Seeing Meng Yingxing looking like he didn’t want to go to work on a winter morning, Xiu Qingcheng knocked on his skull with the sword hilt, trying to bring his attention back.

“Mas… Master!?”

As if just snapping back to reality, Meng Yingxing called out to Xiu Qingcheng stammeringly and leaped up from the ground, sweating profusely.

He didn’t dare say that he had been sleepless all night because of that kiss, his brain filled with thoughts of Master’s lips.

Otherwise, Xiu Qingcheng would know that his kiss yesterday was plotted with impure intentions.

“The floor was too hard; just didn’t sleep well.”

Meng Yingxing feigned calmness.

“See, I told you to sleep on my lap and you wouldn’t. Watch out for a stiff neck!”

Xiu Qingcheng teased. It seemed that even after last night, she still hadn’t learned her lesson.

Ultimately, she didn’t equate Meng Yingxing kissing her with herself teasing Meng Yingxing.

Facing Xiu Qingcheng’s teasing, Meng Yingxing patted his face, looking normal.

“Master, then can you let me lie on it again tonight?”

Meng Yingxing decided he couldn’t be led by the nose by his Master.

He had to take the initiative!

Besides, being able to lie on Master’s lap…

Xiu Qingcheng: “…”

“No lap pillow tonight, only goodbye.”

After dawdling on the pavilion for a while, Meng Yingxing turned and went downstairs.

As soon as he reached the streets of Yongning City, Meng Yingxing saw Mu Xin appearing to say something to Liu Chenxin.

“Elder Chen Sanyang said you didn’t go help him maintain the Great Formation yesterday? Chenxin, where did you go yesterday?”

Mu Xin questioned Liu Chenxin, not angry because Liu Chenxin hadn’t followed her instructions, but simply asking.

Guilt flashed through Liu Chenxin’s eyes, but fortunately, she was prepared.

She lifted her clothes, revealing a wound on her stomach that was simply bandaged but still stained with blood.

“Elder Mu Xin, I was preparing to go yesterday but encountered a powerful demonic beast. I almost died at its hands! Could you take a look for me?”

Liu Chenxin spoke exaggeratedly, grimacing in pain due to her dramatic movements.

Mu Xin naturally believed Liu Chenxin’s words and helped treat her wound slightly with her techniques.

Meng Yingxing didn’t choose to go up and say hello; he just glanced at Liu Chenxin from a distance and turned to leave.

Master had said to have little contact with Liu Chenxin.

He had always remembered it.

Besides, the more urgent matter now was to rescue the people in Yongning City.

Liu Chenxin also saw Meng Yingxing’s fleeing figure. She looked in the direction Meng Yingxing left, a layer of slight darkness covering her eyes.

The person she saw on the Forbidden Peak yesterday was most likely the imprisoned Lu Tianzhao.

Now, combining her various considerations and timeline comparisons, she could be certain.

Meng Yingxing was Lu Tianzhao’s son.

But Liu Chenxin still wasn’t clear on Mo Xinzi’s purpose for imprisoning Lu Tianzhao and keeping his son in the Tianfeng Sect.

And the Demon Bone seized by Mo Xinzi—

Now Liu Chenxin felt like she knew a lot of things, yet seemed to know nothing.

Liu Chenxin began to consider another matter.

Knowing a bit about that guy Meng Yingxing’s background, should she discuss it with that Sword Spirit expert?

Mn… she probably should.

Otherwise, if that expert felt she was useless to her, she might want to cut off her dog head with one sword strike, right?