Chapter 24: Mo Qiu of the Mo Clan 2 (2/2)
Luo Jianqing replied, ”Exactly. What do you say to that?”
Instead of being infuriated by those words, that man laughed. He looked Luo Jianqing up and down with a pair of seductive eyes. Luo Jianqing didn't care about this rather insolent behavior, but others like Xie Zizhuo were irritated. Wei Qiongyin even took out his sword, looking furiously at that man.
The man in red laughed and said, ”By the look of you, you must be Luo Jianqing, the eldest disciple of the Tai Hua Mountain and the core disciple of Sir Xuan Lingzi, Right?”
Luo Jianqing ignored his question and asked, ”Who are you?”
Mo Qiu.”
Luo Jianqing froze for a moment, and the man in red leaned his body against the table and continued, ”Mo Qiu of the Mo Clan.”
Luo Jianqing turned his head to Wei Qiongyin, but Wei Qiongyin shook his head and said, ”The Wei Clan aren't on friendly termswith the Mo Clan in the past. I don't know much about them, brother.”
The Eight Clans were ranked under the Tai Hua Mountain and the Four Sects and they included the Bai Clan, the Yun Clan, the Cang Clan and the Mo Clan; the Que Clan, the Yu Clan, the Wei Clan and the Geng Clan.”
The Bai Clan was the most powerful of the Eight Clans with two ancestors of the Da Sheng level. The Mo Clan was also one of the top four clans with an ancestor of the middle Da Sheng level. Although Luo Jianqing knew those who were the best among the younger generation of the Eight Clans, he had never heard of the name Mo Qiu before and fancy him being a late-stage Gold Core expert, no less.
By the look of him, his spiritual bones must be well under fifty years old. Were he known to the cultivation world, people would definitely label him as a genius.
As if seeing right through Luo Jianqing's mind, Wei Qiongyin whispered, ”Brother, the Mo Clan has a lot of branches. I have heard that one branch committed a crime and was sent in exile to the cold wasteland. They are stipulated to stay there until they reach the Nascent Soul level. Maybe this Mo Qiu is one of them.”
Hearing that, Luo Jianqing slightly nodded and then turned nonchalantly to Mo Qiu. He casually said, ”Your apology, sir?”
Obviously surprised by this question, Mo Qiu mumbled, ”My apology?”
Luo Jianqing said in a cold voice, ”Seeing as you are the one who delivered the lethal blow, you owe us an apology. If you don't apologize, then I am afraid there must be a fight.”
Hearing that, Mo Qiu curved up his lips and smiled, ”Pretty, are you sure you want to fight me? You are a middle-stage Gold Core expert.”
Luo Jianqing raised his eyebrows, ”So you won't apologize?”
”What a joke. Anyone who thinks he can comment on my appearance and survive the experience is a moron. That said, seeing as he is a disciple of the Tai Hua Mountain, I will let him go this time. If I ever see him again, I would skin him alive and …”
A beam of green light suddenly sprung up from the floor!
Mo Qiu's retort was cut short by this sudden attack, and immediately he formed a scarlet whip on his hands. With a sweep of the whip he managed to block Luo Jianqing's onslaught.
As the clash between the sword and the whip dragged on in this little tavern, spiritual energy kept colliding with each other, sending waves upon waves of energy out into the air.
Just when the dispute between Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu started to flare up, some perceptive rogue cultivators had already stayed clear of them. Those disciples from the four sects were watching from the sidelines. The four cultivators of the late Gold Core level had been observing Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu since the beginning. Now that the dispute had turned into open conflict, they squinted their eyes, carefully assessing the situation.
There was a succession crisis going on at the Tai Hua Mountain. In contrast, the younger generations of the four sects and other schools were in a much better shape, with virtually all of their best disciples being the late-stage Gold Core experts. Those four were the eldest disciples from the four sects.
The green light projected from the sword was freezing cold and every slash of the scarlet whip was meant to kill.
Those two were locked in a dog fight with neither side gaining obvious advantage. However, Xie Zizhuo was not worried, as he knew that although his brother was a middle-stage Gold Core expert, he could very well make up for it with his Nascent Soul skill. Cultivation base was important, yet what constituted a cultivator's basis was his strength. Sir Hao Xingzi had said a long time ago that Luo Jianqing's supreme spiritual bones had given him unparalleled strength, allowing him to kill those who were above his level.
However, as time passed, those four onlookers all knitted their brows, watching cautiously at both Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu. Xie Zizhuo was very much astonished, as he didn't expect a man from a branch family of the Mo clan could fight Luo Jianqing to a tie.
Slap!
Slash!
Luo Jianqing wobbled a bit and came to a halt. There was a trail of lash mark on his face.
On the other side, Mo Qiu was panting with a slash wound on his left arm.
They all looked at each other with cold eyes. After a while, Mo Qiu broke an untraceable smile and said, ”This is the first time people try to force me to apologize.”
Luo Jianqing raised his sword and pointed it at his forehead, ”You want to do this again?”
Mo Qiu squinted his eyes to observe this young man in white like a cobra looking at its prey. After a long while, he sneered and turned to Xie Zizhuo, ”I shouldn't have used that poisonous needle. My bad. But the next time your little friend sees me coming, he had better go the other way. I've never spared anyone before. You'd betternot antagonize me again.”
'What a condescending bastard! You didn't win over there!' Xie Zizhuo wanted to talk back, but he was still muted by Luo to utter a timely rebuttal.