614 Identity Revealed (1/2)
Almost anyone who knew about the Gao Clan knew what they believed in. However, it was not something a single person could achieve. With the way things were at the moment, it was impossible.
As such, the disciples of the Gao Clan rarely mentioned about the hopes and desires of their clan. They understood that they would be very difficult to realize.
”Grandfather, I have something to tell you,” Jun Wulei said with a serious expression. ”I did not tell you before because I did not want to shock you.” Jun Wulei gave Mo Wen a reassuring glance as he spoke. He was certain that Gao Clan would not do anything to harm Mo Wen. Even if the worst were to happen, they would refuse to recognize Mo Wen's identity and would do no more than ignore him.
”Say whatever you have to say quickly,” Gao Hanshan said lightly. Despite his tone, he had sensed that what his grandson wanted to say must be something out of the ordinary. His expression grew serious.
Mo Wen laughed bitterly. He had not expected to encounter such a situation. He did not wish to reveal his identity right now because he was still not strong enough.
His earlier meeting with the third grand elder of the Ming Cult had made Mo Wen realize that he was still far from capable. No wonder Demoness Gong had told him seriously that he must not reveal his identity even if he were to enter the Golden Elixir realm.
Now that he thought about it, he did not have a chance even as a grandmaster, much less as a warrior in the Golden Elixir realm.
He looked around him to find a possible escape route. Even though Jun Wulei told him that he could rest assured, he did not completely believe him. He was not the clan leader, so how would he know what the other members of the clan would think?
Jun Wulei took a deep breath and told Gao Hanshan about Mo Wen's identity. He brought up Demoness Gong during the conversation. Gong Clan and Gao Clan had a very close relationship. The two had been dealing with each other for centuries. Gong Biluo being on Mo Wen's side was an important bargaining chip in his favor.
”What, what did you say?!” Gao Hanshan could not believe what he just heard. He waved his hand and clutched Jun Wulei's shoulder, pulling him up.
”Grandfather, he is indeed the heir of the Ming Cult. He has cultivated the Nine Yang Divine Technique and also possesses the Sacred Flame Insignia.”
One could say that a person who could not possibly exist had emerged. After all, it had been several centuries. If the heir of the Ming Cult was ever going to appear, they would have done so long ago.
The factions that had dealt with the Ming Cult in the past had always thought that the Ming Cult did not have any further legacies. It was believed that the famous Nine Yang Divine Technique had been lost.
”Scoundrel, how dare you hide something so important from me. I should beat you to death.” Gao Hanshan was furious. He threw Jun Wulei onto the ground forcefully. There was a loud crash and Jun Wulei fell into the magma ocean as if he were a meteorite.
”Scoundrel, you deserve a beating. I want to hit him too.” One of the other three elders rubbed his hands together and spat viciously as he looked down at lava sea.
”He does deserve to be taught a lesson. I will train him well when we return,” another elder wearing white robes said.
Then, the four old men all turned to look at Mo Wen.
”What do you all want?” Mo Wen swallowed. The way they were looking at him was odd. He did not know what they intended to do.
”You cultivated in the Nine Yang Divine Technique?” Jun Wulei's granduncle asked as he stared at Mo Wen.
”Yeah.” Mo Wen nodded. There was no need to hide anymore.
”Show me what the Nine Yang Divine Technique looks like,” the other old man said eagerly. The Nine Yang Divine Technique was a formidable divine technique of the Ming Cult. It was even more powerful than the Nine Yin Divine Technique. Furthermore, there were many martial arts in the Ming Cult that were very closely related to the divine technique.
Mo Wen stretched out his hand silently. Specks of gold light flickered on his hand the moment he stretched it out. Then, his entire hand turned a gold color, as if it was made of pure gold. The power spread from his palms until it covered his entire body. Even his eyebrows were a pure gold color.
Mo Wen stood there as if he were made from gold. He shone with a brilliant golden light. A surge of warmth radiated from his body. It was hotter than the sea of lava.
”It is the indestructible body of Vajrapani. This is indeed the legendary Nine Yang Divine Technique.”
Gao Hanshan's eyes shone as he stared at Mo Wen. Even though he was a martial arts grandmaster, even his breathing had grown rapid. Martial arts grandmasters rarely showed such changes in their emotions.
”Lad, you have indeed cultivated in the Nine Yang Divine Technique. How did you learn it?”
”Quick, show me the Nine Yang Divine Technique. It was said to be the best neigong mantra in the world. It was known throughout all worlds.”
The two old men from the Gao Clan went up to him eagerly, standing on either side of him.
”I gained the legacy of the Ming Cult by coincidence. As for the Nine Yang Divine technique, forgive me for not being able to give it to you. Only the leader of the Ming Cult can practice this technique.” Mo Wen took a small step back, putting some distance between him and the old men. The expression he wore was very gracious.
”You gained the Ming Cult legacy by coincidence? Do you know what the last cult leader was called?” Gao Hanshan asked.