637 The Appearance of Demonic Sky (1/2)
Even though Mo Wen had been very strong earlier on, he had not been this powerful.
Pei Fengwu had known Gong Zhangyan for many years and knew how strong he was. Even in the four major inner worlds, he was a famous talented youth. Even now that she had broken through to the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm, she still was not confident that she could defeat Gong Zhangyan. However, Mo Wen had injured Gong Zhangyan easily. It had just been a few days. How did he get this strong? Injuring a warrior at the pinnacle of the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm in just one move was something that even warriors at the later stage of the Golden Elixir Realm would find difficult.
Granny Jin Hua stood beside Jin Ying. A flash of light shone in her eyes as she looked at Mo Wen with some surprise. Jin Ying had told her that Mo Wen was very strong and very talented. She said that Mo Wen was a youth with potential. However, Granny Jin Hua only had Jin Ying's word for it: she had not seen it for herself. Now, she discovered that the young man was indeed powerful.
He was so young, probably only about 20. He was probably the youngest person here. But in terms of power, amongst the younger generation, only the two geniuses of Ming Temple and Haokun Sect would be a match for him.
On the other side, Hou Jingfeng was standing with a group of warriors wearing white robes with images of the sun and moon embroidered on them. The people wearing these uniforms were definitely from the Ming Temple.
Bu Xingyi was standing beside Hou Jingfeng. He looked at Mo Wen darkly. He had now recognized Mo Wen as the rascal who had escaped from him. He was the rascal who had so much talent that he had terrified Bu Xingyi, and who had plenty of profound level weapons to make him even more of a threat.
Bu Xingyi had borne a grudge against him after he fled the last time. He had treated that incident as an embarrassment to him and had never mentioned it to anyone else. He did not expect to meet the young scoundrel again after only a few days,
”One day, I will squish you under my feet and shame you.” Hou Jingfeng punched the air, making whooshing sounds. Mo Wen had treated him with contempt earlier, and that scene had made him feel ashamed every time he thought about it. No one of his own age had ever treated him like that.
”Feng'er, do you know him?” Bu Xingyi looked at Hou Jingfeng. Hou Jingfeng's emotional reaction had been so strong, it had naturally caught the attention of the martial arts grandmaster.
”I do. We had a disagreement some time ago.” Hou Jingfeng did not dare to disregard what Bu Xingyi said. As the elder of the Ming Temple, he was second to the Temple Leader in terms of power.
”Yes.” An odd glint appeared in Bu Xingyi's eyes as he nodded. ”He is a genius and is quite capable. Be careful in your encounters with him.”
”Jingfeng understands,” Hou Jingfeng said respectfully.
Bu Xingyi did not tell him that Mo Wen had a number of profound level weapons. He knew that once the sect elders found out about it, the weapons that he got from Mo Wen would not belong to him. Furthermore, Mo Wen also had immortal cultivators' puppets that were enticing to him as well. That was equivalent to a pinnacle-level martial arts grandmaster.
”It's fine, as long as you understand.” Bu Xingyi smiled and looked at Hou Jingfeng meaningfully. He did not say anything else. He had interacted with Mo Wen before and naturally knew Mo Wen's secrets. Hou Jingfeng's little secrets could not be hidden from him. In fact, he had already told another higher-ranking sect grand elder from the Ming Temple about Mo Wen.
”Qian'er, that youth's abilities are no weaker than yours. I fear that he is much more talented than you.” On the altar, amongst another group of warriors, an elderly woman in green narrowed her eyes as she spoke to a beautiful young man.
The youth that she was talking about was Mo Wen. His exchange with Gong Zhangyan had already attracted the attention of everyone present. Nobody had expected that the young man who had appeared suddenly was so powerful. Most importantly, there were so many sects gathered here today, but not a single person knew him.
They all knew at least some things about the young geniuses who had some fame in the four large inner worlds. It was rare for there to be a youth to appear suddenly and be unknown to them.
”He might not be as powerful as me. The power he showed earlier was not his. He must have used a secret method that could cause his cultivation levels to increase wildly in an instant.” The handsome youth, who had a tiny pale face, glanced at Mo Wen. Then, he looked away and did not look at him again as he spoke indifferently. It seemed that he did not think much of Mo Wen.
”Have you practiced to the fourth level of the Haokun Qi Viewing Skill, allowing you to see that? I have underestimated you.” The elderly woman in green looked at Hao Qian in surprise. The fourth level of the Haokun Qi Viewing Skill meant that he had reached the fourth level of Haokun skills. It was indeed commendable that he had practiced the Haokun skills to such a high level at such a young age.
”I broke into the fourth level not too long ago and had not had the time to report it to Master yet.” Hao Qian pursed his lips and bowed respectfully.
”You don't have to try to hide your thoughts from me. It's alright. In terms of talent, you should not be any weaker than that youth,” the elderly woman said.
Her disciple had not reported the news to her because he was competing with a few other extremely talented people in the four large inner worlds. She liked this competitive mindset in young people. She had managed to get to where she was right now because she had emerged victorious time and time again when she was younger. She was a martial arts grandmaster and could tell that Mo Wen had used a special secret method earlier. However, no matter what kind of secret methods he used, he would not have succeeded in cultivating in them if he did not have the foundation for it. The youth's abilities could not be doubted. Her disciple was a little too full of himself.
All the other sects were all talking about Mo Wen in the same way the Ming Temple and the Haokun Sect were.
”That young man is so powerful. Could he be one of the ten geniuses in the mystery dimension?”