The Sect Master's Rules Must Not Be Broken! The Third Generation's Bloodline Is Gone

Xingfeng Sect, at the mountain gate...

As usual, a dozen or so outer sect martial artists were guarding the area.

At this moment, the group of martial artists also noticed a group of people appearing from a distance.

These people were carrying more than a dozen corpses and marching in a long procession toward the Xingfeng Sect.

Just as several martial artists were about to step forward to stop them, a more senior martial artist immediately stopped them:

"They're from the Mo family, let them in!"

Upon hearing this, the martial artists who had initially intended to stop them all stepped aside.

The Mo family is now considered the most powerful subordinate force of the Xingfeng Sect.

The position of the Xingfeng Sect is very high.

The guards at the mountain gate were all outer sect martial artists; they were unaware of what had happened.

But seeing so many corpses clearly meant something serious had happened.

A group of Mo family members carried the corpse into the outer gate area.

The cries of women and children could still be heard from within the procession.

The martial artists who were busy in the outer area also noticed the Mo family members at this moment.

When they saw the dozen or so corpses being carried by the Mo family, everyone's expression changed.

"What happened? Isn't that Mo Zhan? How did he die?!"

"Who did this? How did so many members of the Mo family die?"

"Look, isn't that Mo Yang? Where did his hand go?"

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The outer sect martial artists were all discussing it animatedly.

They were all shocked by the sight of the Mo family carrying the corpse.

The solemn atmosphere made all the outer sect martial artists feel that something serious must have happened.

Xiao Lian and several maids also witnessed this scene, and their expressions were somewhat stunned.

Having stayed at the Xingfeng Sect for so long, Xiaolian and the others were naturally quite familiar with the Mo family.

"Xiao Lian, what's wrong?" a maidservant asked softly.

Xiao Lian said seriously:

"I don't know, but with so many people dead, something terrible must have happened."

More and more outer sect martial artists gathered around, all asking what had happened.

Soon, Mo Chen led the Mo family to the entrance of the inner sect area.

Mo Chen did not bring anyone in, because there were dozens of inner sect martial artists guarding the inner sect area.

Mo Chen looked towards the inner gate area and then knelt down directly in that direction.

Upon seeing this, all the members of the Mo family behind Mo Chen also knelt down.

Mo Chen's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted towards the inner sect:

"My Mo family suffered a terrible calamity; three generations of our bloodline were almost wiped out, with only Mo Yang surviving."

"Mo Chen, leading 761 members of his clan, has come to plead with those inside, hoping they will remember the past loyalty of the Mo family and avenge our descendants!"

After saying that, Mo Chen kowtowed heavily.

The rest of the Mo family members also began to kowtow.

Every member of the Mo family had a face filled with hatred at that moment.

Of the three generations of the Mo family bloodline, only Mo Yang has survived.

Although there are still disciples from the other three generations, most of them do not practice martial arts.

The deaths this time are practically equivalent to the extinction of three generations of the Mo family.

Even if Mo Yang survives, he will be a cripple.

For a martial artist, having both arms severed is practically the same as being a cripple.

Mo Yang, who was being carried by the Mo family members, also woke up at this time.

He looked at his father, who was kneeling on the ground, and saw a complex expression on his face.

He knew very well how much his father valued the Lineage.

Her own father was not an impulsive person.

This act of bringing the entire clan to carry corpses to request permission to fight was undoubtedly unwise.

This is a major taboo.

Mo Chen clearly knew this, but he still did it anyway.

No matter how much Mo Chen prioritizes the interests of his Lineage.

His own son and all the descendants of his Lineage had died out.

Anyone would find that unbearable.

The inner sect warriors had all gathered at the entrance of the inner sect.

Anger was written all over their faces; they had already learned who had killed more than a dozen members of the Mo family.

This revenge must be taken!

"That's right, we must get revenge!"

"I'm ready to fight!"

"We are also willing to fight!"

The martial artists of the Xingfeng Sect all spoke up.

At this moment, Liu Qian also led his men out from the inner gate.

Looking at Mo Chen and the others kneeling in the distance, Liu Qian sighed and said:

Brother Mo, why are you doing this?

Mo Chen's actions were tantamount to a disguised coercion, which would be intolerable in any faction.

Mo Chen looked at Liu Qian and said with a bitter smile:

"Brother Liu, I know what I'm doing, but what else can I do? As the head of my Mo family, my bloodline has almost been wiped out after three generations. If I don't take revenge, how can I face my clan? Please, Brother Liu, let me see the sect leader!"

Mo Chen was naturally aware of the consequences of his actions.

His behavior today...

This could very well cause the Mo family's status within the Xingfeng Sect to plummet.

But Mo Chen had no other choice at this moment, because this grudge had to be avenged.

Even if the sect didn't intend to seek revenge, Mo Chen was already planning to take the entire Mo family with him.

Liu Qian looked at Mo Chen and said:

"The sect leader is in seclusion and has not yet responded to me. Furthermore, to deal with cultivators, we must use the sect's heavy weapons; without the sect leader's order, no one may use them without authorization!"

Liu Qian, of course, had to consider the overall situation.

According to the information he received, the prince from the Great Yu Kingdom was a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Although Liu Qian didn't know much about the cultivation realms of immortals, he was certain that this Foundation Establishment was stronger than Xue Yangzi had been.

To deal with such a powerful opponent, perhaps the only option is to use the missiles inside the gate.

The order Chen Feng gave him was that the use of heavy weapons such as missiles must be approved by Chen Feng.

They rashly used missiles and other weapons without Chen Feng's orders.

That would be tantamount to ignoring the sect leader's orders.

Even a single incident like this poses a significant threat to the Xingfeng Sect.

Once it happens once, it's likely to happen again.

Mo Chen immediately shouted:

"Manager Liu, my Mo family only requests that the sect provide us with firearms so that our Mo family can go and fight!"

Mo Chen also understood that this was not something Liu Qian could decide.

But it's impossible to get the Mo family to give up their revenge at this moment.

Those people from Dayu might leave here soon.

Wang Hu, who was standing to the side, suddenly said:

"Liu Qian, the sect leader will definitely agree to this, so let's not talk about rules now!"

Liu Qian then turned to Wang Hu and said:

"Xingfeng Sect is no longer the small sect it once was. Have you considered the ordinary people within the borders of Ning and Xue Kingdoms? If we fail, how many people will perish tragically?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Hu snorted coldly and said:

"No matter what, this revenge must be taken. You have to agree today, whether you like it or not. If anything goes wrong, I will apologize to the sect leader myself!"

Liu Qian's expression changed; "Wang Hu, what do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything. Wu Xing, you take Steward Liu to rest. The rest of you, come with me to get the equipment!"

Wang Hu shouted.

Wu Xing immediately led several martial artists to Liu Qian:

"Steward Liu, I'm sorry to offend you!"

Several martial artists immediately lifted Liu Qian up and carried him towards the inner gate.

While being held up, Liu Qian cursed at Wang Hu:

"Wang Hu, are you out of your mind?! Do you know the consequences of doing this?!"

But Wang Hu completely ignored Liu Qian's words.

Instead, he led everyone towards the treasure vault where Xingfeng Sect stored its equipment.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the treasure vault, Wang Hu gave the following instructions:

"Get all your weapons out here!"

The martial artists of the Xingfeng Sect immediately headed to the treasure vault to collect their equipment.

Wang Hu turned to look at Zhou Jing:

"Zhou Jing, you'll fly the helicopter, is that alright?"

Currently, Zhou Jing is the only one in the entire Xingfeng Sect who knows how to fly a helicopter.

Zhou Jing looked at Wang Hu with some hesitation:

"Wang Hu, are you sure you want to do this? What if the sect leader comes out of seclusion and blames us?"

Wang Hu laughed heartily:

"It's alright, the sect leader will definitely agree. Even if there's punishment afterward, I'll handle it; it's none of your business!"

Zhou Jing nodded and then headed to the helicopter docking area.

Soon, the warriors of the Xingfeng Sect had all their equipment.

At this moment, there are only one thousand inner disciples of the Xingfeng Sect.

There are also some inner sect martial artists who are not in the sect, but are stationed in other places in Ning and Xue kingdoms.

These thousand men were all carrying AKs and covered in grenades.

Some of the Xingfeng Sect martial artists also carried rocket launchers on their shoulders.

Everyone's face was filled with murderous intent.

Wang Hu looked at everyone and said:

"You have only one goal today: revenge! To bring back those heads to honor our fallen brothers."

Upon hearing Wang Hu's words, the martial artists of the Xingfeng Sect all shouted in unison:

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

At that moment, Wu Xing also walked over with a Gatling gun.

"It's all settled. I've taken Steward Liu to the sect's main hall."

Wang Hu asked, "Did you hurt him?"

Wu Xing quickly replied, "No, I'm already prepared to be held accountable by Steward Liu after this is all over."

Wang Hu nodded, then looked at everyone and said:

"Set off!"

As Wang Hu issued his order...

The martial artists of the Xingfeng Sect began to board the vehicles and set off.

Since there were only fifty vehicles, not enough to seat all the people, many opted to walk.

Inside the lobby of the Xingfeng Sect headquarters.

Liu Qian was sitting here, his expression very calm, showing no trace of the anger he had displayed earlier.

"Have they set off yet?" Liu Qian asked one of the martial artists protecting him.

The martial artist immediately nodded. "We're setting off. Elder Wang Hu will personally lead the team."

Liu Qian nodded upon hearing this.

The martial artist couldn't help but ask:

"Manager, you don't seem to object to Elder Wang Hu leading people to seek revenge, so why did you do that just now?"

When Wu Xing and the others brought Liu Qian here, Liu Qian remained calm and did not resist.

Liu Qian's expression hardened as he said:

"This revenge must be taken, but the rules set by the sect leader cannot be broken. What if others die in the future and they still disregard orders? Rules are always above all else."

Liu Qian was actually extremely angry about the killing of the Mo family members.

He kept trying to contact Chen Feng, but Chen Feng didn't respond.

This made him think that his sect leader was most likely in seclusion.

Without the sect leader's order, he couldn't send anyone out of the sect.

If the people inside the sect are mobilized, then the rules Chen Feng set beforehand will become meaningless.

But no one knows when Chen Feng will emerge from seclusion.

Furthermore, the people of Dayu might come to cause trouble for the Xingfeng Sect at any time.

Liu Qian also felt that striking first was indeed the best option.

So all he could do was put on an act and let Wang Hu and Mo Chen take the blame.

By putting on this show, Wang Hu might be punished by the sect leader, but he will win the hearts of the people.

Although he will not be punished by the sect leader, the martial artists within the sect may develop different opinions about him.

But Liu Qian didn't care. In this kind of situation, someone had to play the bad cop, and he was the most suitable one.

"Elder Wang Hu shouldn't be punished by the sect leader, right?" the martial artist asked in a low voice.

Liu Gan snorted coldly:

"Hmph, while I support revenge, Wang Hu is far too arrogant. He actually had me dragged away. I must tell the sect leader about this and have him punished."

Liu Qian was still quite unhappy.

In front of so many people, Wang Hu had him dragged away, making him lose face.

No matter what, Wang Hu and the others must be punished.

But this matter still needs to be handled by Chen Feng.

At this moment, Liu Qian was still very worried, after all, his opponent this time was a cultivator.

Previously, the sect leader had personally dealt with any cultivator enemies they encountered; they had never faced them directly.

Moreover, that prince of the Great Yu Dynasty was no ordinary cultivator.