Drawing the Mo Family's Second Young Lady

Among the group on horseback, the one leading was a young woman.

She wore a tight-fitting red outfit that perfectly accentuated her graceful figure.

Her face was quite pretty, with a small crystal ornament adorning her smooth forehead. It swayed slightly, adding a delicate sparkle to a face that exuded a touch of proud charm.

The red-clad woman kept her gaze fixed straight ahead, not pausing for any of the pedestrians on the street.

She rode her horse self-assuredly, with a group following behind her, charging through the streets amidst the helpless stares of the guard soldiers.

The clatter of hooves startled the pedestrians.

"Damn it, isn't she just relying on being the Mo Family's Second Young Lady? What's there to be so arrogant about? Your Mo Family only has its current status because it caters to the Cloud Mist Sect. The day the Sect gets tired of being served, the Mo Family will be kicked out sooner or later."

"This Mo Family's Second Young Lady is just a spoiled, arrogant brat. She's used to being overbearing."

"Who cares? She's the Mo Family's Second Young Lady, after all. The Mo Family has the most power in Salt City."

"Screw it, when the Mo Family falls on hard times, let's see how arrogant she can still be."

Upon realizing the identity of the riders, pedestrians quickly moved aside to avoid trouble.

Many people cursed under their breath.

Of course, everyone could only curse quietly, not daring to be too loud lest they be overheard.

In Salt City, no one dared to easily offend anyone from the Mo Family.

The Mo Family not only held great power in Salt City but also had the Cloud Mist Sect, a colossal force, backing them.

In the Jia Ma Empire, even the imperial family had to be wary of the Cloud Mist Sect.

"Get out of the way!"

As she galloped, Mo Linglin saw a silver-haired young man standing in the middle of the street, showing no intention of moving.

She shouted loudly, simultaneously whipping her long whip towards the silver-haired young man.

The whip cut through the air, making a tearing sound as it whistled towards him.

If an ordinary person were struck, their skin would surely be torn open.

Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickering with coldness. "Hmph, what a barbaric woman, daring to attack me."

He didn't dodge, instead standing firm in place, his Dou Qi surging.

Activating the Overlord Tiger's Furious Aura Fist, a massive tiger phantom materialized around him.

His fist gathered powerful strength.

Taking a step forward, he effortlessly caught the incoming whip, then suddenly unleashed a punch at the horse's head.

With a roar like a tiger's, the galloping horse was struck with a single punch. Its head immediately hit the ground, and its massive body was even lifted up.

"Ah!"

Mo Linglin shrieked in terror, her eyes filled with fear.

She was sent flying, nearly five meters into the air.

The guards right behind her were all terrified.

In that critical moment, she circulated her Dou Qi, pushing her hands towards the ground.

Her hands landed, dissipating much of the inertial force, but she still tumbled onto the ground, falling quite hard.

She rolled for over four meters on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

The guards quickly rushed over to help her up.

"Surround him for me, don't let him run!" Mo Linglin furiously pointed at Chen Xuan, ordering the surrounding guards to encircle him.

Facing the encirclement, Chen Xuan remained unconcerned, a playful smile on his face as he looked at Mo Linglin.

Pedestrians on the street, seeing this scene, quickly moved aside to watch the commotion.

"That kid's in trouble now. How dare he offend the Mo Family's Second Young Lady? Looks like he's finished."

"Heh, if you offend someone from the Mo Family in Salt City and don't have a strong enough background, your end will definitely be miserable."

"Looking at how well-dressed that kid is, he shouldn't be an ordinary person. I just wonder how he compares to the Mo Family?"

Seeing Chen Xuan surrounded by the Mo Family's people, everyone felt sorry for him.

Many in Salt City knew that the Mo Family was not to be trifled with, and offending them meant serious trouble.

Chen Xuan's expression was calm.

Among the five people surrounding him, their strengths were all between Dou Zhe and Dou Shi, posing no pressure to him at all.

As for the Mo Family's Second Young Lady, there was even less to worry about.

In Chen Xuan's eyes, she was nothing but a weakling.

"Teach him a harsh lesson!" Mo Linglin's face was frosty.

She had been thoroughly frightened just now.

If she hadn't been capable, she would've been seriously injured.

Anyone who dared to cross her path would suffer the consequences.

In Yancheng, there were very few people Mo Linglin feared.

Upon receiving the order, the five guards, looking fierce and menacing, lunged at Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan channeled Dou Qi into his fists, his aura instantly rising to the eight-star Dou Shi level, then engaged the five men in battle.

These five were too weak; he could easily take them down with just his eight-star Dou Shi strength.

And the Combat Skills Chen Xuan used were several grades superior to theirs.

Screams rang out as the five figures were sent flying by Chen Xuan, one after another, landing on the ground and groaning, all of them incapacitated.

Seeing this, Mo Linglin was stunned.

"You're next," Chen Xuan grinned at Mo Linglin, his smile chilling.

"Don't come any closer! I'm a disciple of the Mo Family. If you dare lay a hand on me, you won't leave Yancheng!" Mo Linglin's face turned pale with fright as she backed away, seeing Chen Xuan about to attack her.

Chen Xuan remained unmoved by the threat.

He quickly rushed forward and, with overwhelming force, seized Mo Linglin.

No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break free.

"Let me go!" Mo Linglin cried out in terror.

But Chen Xuan ignored her, raising his hand and spanking her backside.

"Slap, slap, slap..."

Each slap was forceful, echoing loudly, sending shivers down people's spines.

Everyone around them was dumbfounded.

That was the Mo Family's Second Young Lady, yet she was being spanked in the street.

This was truly a rare sight.

Mo Linglin burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.

From childhood to now, she had never been treated this way.

And to be spanked in front of everyone—she was utterly humiliated.

"I am a core disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect. If you want to find me, you can come to the inn ahead," Chen Xuan pulled out his Cloud Mist Sect disciple identification and waved it in front of Mo Linglin.

Seeing the identification in Chen Xuan's hand, Mo Linglin's face turned pale with fright, and she even forgot to cry.

She recognized the Cloud Mist Sect disciple identification because her elder brother, Mo Li, was also a Cloud Mist Sect disciple.

Seeing the terror in Mo Linglin's eyes, Chen Xuan suddenly wanted to scare her a bit, so he said, "Tonight, you come personally to apologize to me and serve me for a night, otherwise this isn't over."

With that, Chen Xuan turned and walked towards the inn ahead.

A sense of despair suddenly welled up in Mo Linglin's heart.

She estimated Chen Xuan's age to be around fifteen or sixteen.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old Dou Shi—what monstrous talent!

Such a person's status in the Cloud Mist Sect would definitely not be low.

Mo Linglin, looking utterly dejected, was escorted away by guards and returned to the Mo Family.

Upon entering the inn, Chen Xuan was assigned a superior room, and he didn't even have to pay.

This was because he was a Cloud Mist Sect disciple, and the inn had been reserved by the Mo Family.

The inn owner had clearly witnessed the conflict between Chen Xuan and Mo Linglin just now, so he didn't dare to offend him.

On a street corner, a black-robed youth stared at the entrance of the inn Chen Xuan had entered, a cold glint in his eyes. "The Three-Year Agreement is here. Just you wait for me in the Cloud Mist Sect."

"Looking at that boy's age, he should be around sixteen," Yao Chen's voice rang out. "I didn't expect such a small Cloud Mist Sect to have such a talented disciple."

"Hmph, so what if he's a talented disciple? I'll beat him down," the black-robed youth snorted coldly.

"Heh heh, with your current strength, dealing with an eight-star Dou Shi won't be difficult at all," Yao Chen chuckled.

The corner of the black-robed youth's mouth curved slightly, brimming with confidence.

Meanwhile, Mo Linglin, while being escorted back by her guards, encountered an acquaintance: Nalan Yanran.

The moment she saw Nalan Yanran, she felt as if she had clutched a lifeline.

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