747 Powerless (1/2)
Tan Qiyue had just appeared in the center square when he saw Mo Wen. The silhouette in the blizzard was as stalwart as before. He laughed bitterly. Tan Qiyue had never expected that it would actually be him.
However, after giving it some thought, he understood. Aside from Mo Wen, who else had such frightening Cold Qi power? Compared to when he was in the Fighting Spirit Tower, the quality of his current Cold Qi seemed to have improved by leaps and bounds. Mo Wen could already create snow at will and change the natural order of the world.
What astonished Tan Qiyue was that Mo Wen's cultivation had actually reached such a level. When they were in the Fire Domain, this youth was not so powerful. The power of the Fighting Spirit Tower could not be brought out into the outside world. No matter how heaven-defying Mo Wen was in the Fighting Spirit Tower, his true cultivation was still only at the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm.
But right now, Mo Wen actually emanated the majesty of a true Martial Arts Grandmaster.
”Patriarch Tan, you have come. Please forgive us for not welcoming you sooner.”
At the same time, Grandmother Hui Ling, Bu Zhangkun and the others immediately noticed Tan Qiyue. They instantly went up to him and bowed respectfully.
Tan Qiyue merely nodded his head. His gaze then turned to look at Mo Wen. There still remained a hint of astonishment in Tan Qiyue's eyes.
Grandmother Hui Ling and the others did not notice the look in his eyes. Seeing that Patriarch Tan had come, their eyes were full of excitement. They believed that he had come to stand up for them.
”Patriarch Tan, this thief is audacious to the extreme. He used sinister methods to steal the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension's two most valuable treasures. He also snatched away the Purple Qi Pavilion and the Five Beasts Sect's most valuable inherited treasures. The hundred years of heritage of the two sects were nearly ruined in his hands.”
Grandmother Hui Ling knew that Mo Wen was powerful and that only Patriarch Tan could deal with him. She immediately appealed to Tan Qiyue. ”Patriarch Tan, please take down this thief to uphold the dignity of the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension.”
The look that Grandmother Hui Ling gave Mo Wen was full of cold mocking. Now that Patriarch Tan had come, how could this brat possibly leave alive? Other people might not know, but she knew that not only was Patriarch Tan a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he was also an absolute Martial Arts Grandmaster that had reached the Martial Arts Grandmaster Second Realm. Ordinary Martial Arts Grandmasters would pay their respects when they saw him, not daring to show the slightest neglect.
No matter how powerful Mo Wen was when compared to an absolute strong practitioner like Patriarch Tan who had reigned supreme for centuries, they were worlds apart. They could not be compared at all. She did not believe that Mo Wen could be more powerful than Patriarch Tan!
Right now, Bu Zhangkun, as well as the group of ancient martial art practitioners from the two large sects, had hopeful looks. Patriarch Tan was their final pillar of support. He was an absolute strong practitioner that had protected the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension for more than a century, having never known defeat.
”I understand,” Tan Qiyue slowly said as he nodded his head. But he did not even look at Grandmother Hui Ling and the others. Instead, he looked at Mo Wen.
”Little friend Mo Wen, I haven't seen you in a few days and you still look the same. As expected, I knew that you did not fall in the Fighting Spirit Tower.” Tan Qiyue saluted with his fists somewhat passionately, with a look of joy on his face.
Before this, Mo Wen had disappeared and they did not know whether he was dead or alive. Tan Qiyue did not think that it was strange that Mo Wen could walk out of the Fighting Spirit Tower alive. He had guessed Mo Wen would have survived. The youth was so extraordinary, he had a high likelihood of surviving.
However, Tan Qiyue had not imagined that he would meet Mo Wen again so soon.
”Elder Tan, I never imagined that my actions would alarm you. How have you been?” Mo Wen saluted back. He also had not expected that Tan Qiyue would come to Intentionless City. Before this, he had vaguely sensed an astonishing aura hidden near Intentionless City. However, he had not imagined that it was Tan Qiyue.
”With your blessing, this pile of old bones still managed to walk out of the Fighting Spirit Tower alive. That being said, this old man's life was saved by you,” Elder Tan exclaimed. He could remember the experience in the Fighting Spirit Tower vividly and most likely would never forget it.
The two of them reminisced like old friends, stunning Grandmother Hui Ling and the other ancient martial art practitioners from the two large sects.
What was going on? What was this situation?
From the looks of it, Mo Wen knew Patriarch Tan, and they seemed to have a friendly relationship. What left Grandmother Hui Ling in even greater disbelief was that Patriarch Tan had actually saluted Mo Wen first. He was Patriarch Tan! He had been a Martial Arts Grandmaster absolute strong practitioner for a century. How could he possibly act so politely towards a youth who was still wet behind the ears? What virtue or skill did Mo Wen have to receive such treatment from Patriarch Tan?
Everyone looked at Mo Wen and Tan Qiyue in shock, suddenly feeling that the situation seemed a bit off.
From afar, a few beams of light flickered and the next moment, a few silhouettes appeared in the center square. Almost at the same time, each of them fixed their gazes on Mo Wen. All of them had wonderful expressions.
”Mo Wen, it was actually you!”
”Little friend Mo, as expected you are still alive.”
”I told you so. How could little friend Mo, who is richly endowed by Heaven and a paragon of beauty as well as an exceptional talent, possibly have fallen in the Fighting Spirit Tower?”
The looks everyone gave Mo Wen were filled with astonishment. This youth had once again appeared before them. His style was still the same, and his power was still the same.