Chapter Ninety Six – A Cold Light (1/2)

Chapter Ninety Six – A Cold Light

Zuo Mo made a very detailed plan.

First, he had to declare his intentions. This seemingly useless action was in reality very important. It could effectively stop the incident from running out of control. If the two sides really ended up having a major disagreement, the ones who would lose would definitely be Wu Kong Sword Sect who had less people.

The second effect was to not alert the elders of the sect. Originally, Zuo Mo had thought of making an even bigger spectacle so the chances they would all attack him together would be smaller. But if too many people watched, the face of Ling Ying Sect would be damaged, and the elders of the sect would quickly find his elders. The sect leader definitely wouldn’t forgive him. Even more, Zuo Mo had deliberately flattered them. What “disciples have always been magnanimous and the sect’s conduct is just.” It was all to push the other onto the rack to roast.

How could he make the other accept an one-on-one challenge? He needed to make sure they saw hope of victory. As long as the others felt they could win, they definitely wouldn’t retreat. Especially when they were being challenged. Due to their confidence, their face, they would accept it.

Consequently, Zuo Mo challenged to fight five people one after the other. In his words, he had emphasized “one by one” twice.

The one that was at a disadvantage in this plan was Zuo Mo.

His core idea was very simple. He would first place himself in a disadvantageous position. The disciples of Ling Ying Sect, no matter if it was confidence, or face, it wouldn’t be good for them to go over the line.

One person battling five in a row. If it was like this and Ling Ying Sect still lost, these people could only suck it up. Their elders would have nothing to say and wouldn’t have the face to go to Wu Kong Mountain to make trouble for Zuo Mo. They couldn’t afford the embarrassment.

Of course, one person fighting five in a row was extremely disadvantageous for Zuo Mo. He wasn’t so confident to the point he believed he could win over all five. But he didn’t need to win all the fights. He had come for the jingshi. Everything was fine as long as he made a profit.

In other words, if he could win three out of the five fights, he would make a profit! Of course, the prerequisite was that the talismans on the losers didn’t suck.

The level of difficulty in winning five fights was too high. Zuo Mo had never thought about it. Winning three battles, Zuo Mo felt that it might be risky but it was possible. In the last little while, his cultivation had increased greatly and the initial merging between Li Water sword essence and tidal sword essence had increased his confidence.

So after thinking it over, the large debts caused Zuo Mo to make a decision and come.

He had been very cunning with his virtuous words. When he saw the value of what this group of people was wearing, Zuo Mo’s desire for battle rose. Luxury was a crime! Each of them had at least a few talismans that were not lower in value than what Zuo Mo had taken.

He wouldn’t be making a loss today!

As to the one battle, one talisman, he had just made it up. In any case, no one would run to the sect leader to ask for proof.

“Great! This one admires Brother Zuo’s bravery very much! Brother Zuo is right, disciples have a responsibility to the reputation of their sect. Since Brother Zuo has made a challenge, we will naturally receive it. Count me in!” One person walked out of the crowd of Ling Ying Sect disciples.

This person was the Eldest Disciple of Ling Ying Sect, Lin Yuan. His face was proud as he looked at Zuo Mo with a raised chin. Lin Yuan was the Eldest Disciple in Ling Ying Sect. He had strong connections to Ling Ying Sect, his family was a famous merchant clan in Sky Moon Jie, and his wealth was the greatest among all of the disciples. Due to the fact that his family’s business provided great aid to Ling Ying sect, it caused his status in Ling Ying Sect to be very special.

Tao Zhu Er looked in sympathy at Eldest Shixiong, but tightly closed her mouth, not saying a word.

Eldest Shixiong usually was very conceited, and in Ling Ying Sect, where everyone competed on background and family, no one dared to go against him, gradually forming his conceited and arrogant temper.

Yan Ming Zi hid in the back, mockery in his eyes. Perhaps, out of all these people, he was the one who most accurately guessed Zuo Mo’s aim. For some reason, when he saw Zuo Mo, he would think of the other’s greedy expression when he was plundering.

Hu Shan and the others had tasted defeat at Zuo Mo’s hands and smirked in the shadows. There were many disciples in Ling Ying Sect, constantly fighting, and their relationships were very complicated. They naturally were willing to see others trip up. That way, no one would mock them about this incident again.

They had spread the name of the Scalping Zombie far and wide but the great majority of people hadn’t seen it for themselves. How could they believe it? Especially when it was the conceited and arrogant disciples of Ling Ying Sect. They only felt that Hu Shan and the others weren’t strong enough. They didn’t even pay attention when Wen Fei was defeated. Rather, they scorned Wen Fei.

So Wen Fei Shixiong who was the focus of the elders also had an inflated reputation! Even a guy from a little sect like Wu Kong Sword Sect whose main profession was making medicine could defeat him. If that wasn’t an inflated reputation, then what was?

Wen Fei kept on feeling that there was smugness hidden deep in Zuo Mo’s eyes. The two had fought before. He didn’t believe one bit the words that had come out of Zuo Mo’s mouth. When he saw Eldest Shixiong Lin Yuan step out, he instantly knew that it was bad. He was very clear what Eldest Shixiong’s true power was. Even he had been defeated, how would Eldest Shixiong even be a match?

At this time, the cheers of the disciples caused the shadow over his heart to darken.

“Eldest Shixiong is mighty!”

“As expected from Eldest Shixiong! This composure, take a look at it. What’s called being a role model, this is called a role model!”

“Eldest Shixiong, let him have a taste of how powerful our Ling Ying Sect is! What Scalping Zombie, when he comes here, he’s the only one getting scalped!”

The flattery flowed like a flood.

The light on Lin Yuan’s face as he stepped out was even brighter. The head was raised high, like an arrogant and smug rooster!

Such honor, would they let Eldest Shixiong take it all?

Some opponents of Lin Yuan who were in secret conflict with him couldn’t restrain themselves and stood out as well.

“Count me in!”

“I’ll come.”

“Dare to bully our Ling Yin Sect. Humph, this one will see just how good you are!”

Another three people came out, all of them heads of various factions in Ling Ying Sect. If they didn’t stand up now, it would be hard to maintain power in their factions! As expected, when the three came out, their faction members became excited and felt it was a great honor, calling out flattery.