The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Outside Qingyuan Gate, everything was ready. Mo Chu had a smile on his face as he looked at his exquisite disciple uniform, afraid that it would be stained with dust.

At this time, Mu Qingfeng came over, looked at the little carrot, stretched out his fan and tapped his head: "I remember when I first met you, you were only this small, and now you have grown this tall in just one year."

Mo Chu had only met him a few times, and he didn't quite remember him, so he kept hiding behind Mo Qingge.

"Oh, this kid is still shy." Mu Qingfeng smiled. Next to him was a girl who was about the same age as Mo Chu. The girl was wearing a purple dress, and her brows showed a haughty temperament.

Seeing that Mu Qingfeng liked this boy, the girl immediately walked up to him and said, "Hello, senior brother. My name is Duan Shuangying."

"Hello." Mo Chu nodded to her.

However, Duan Shuangying did not have a good face for him: "As a disciple of the immortal cultivator, every move you make represents the sect behind you. Even if you are a child, you cannot be so weak and incompetent."

Weak and powerless...

These words hit Mo Chu's fragile heart like a bolt from the blue. He looked up at the people around him, tears welling up in his eyes.

Mo Qingge didn't know how to answer him, so he just pretended he didn't see it.

"Shuangying is rude." Mu Qingfeng scolded in a low voice.

Duan Shuangying shut up and stopped talking.

So Mo Chu went to Yutian Pavilion with this uneasiness. All the people from Qingyuan Sect were arranged in the west hall. Since Mo Chu was a true disciple of Mo Qingge, he was also allocated a room of his own right next to it. After tossing and turning at night and unable to sleep, he decided to go out for a walk.

But I got lost unexpectedly and couldn't get out for a long time. The grievance in my heart suddenly rose up and tears began to well up in my eyes again.

"Do you cry when you encounter something?"

The master's words rang out behind him. He turned around and saw the familiar figure. He rushed over and hugged her: "Master, Ah Chu can't find the way home."

Mo Qingge reached out and touched his head: "Master, I'm here to pick you up."

Although her tone was cold, it warmed my heart. Mo Chu looked up at her shyly and asked cautiously and tentatively, "Master, will you pick me up every time I get lost?"

"meeting."

That's great! He burst into laughter and took Mo Qingge's hand. Mo Qingge didn't react for a while. When he reacted, he felt warmth on his palm. The child holding his hand was jumping around him and talking to him a lot. Even though she only answered him with ordinary interjections such as "um" and "oh", Mo Chu was still very happy. This was one of the few moments of warmth between the two of them.

As soon as the banquet was over, representatives from various factions went to the main hall, claiming to reminisce about the past, but their purpose was also to find out the situation of other factions through conversation.

With his master not around and the disciples here being older than him, Mo Chu suddenly became a lonely man. On the other hand, Duan Shuangying, the only disciple who was the same age as him, had quite a few people around him, including one or two from each sect.

"I didn't expect you to have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age." A senior sister from Yutian Pavilion said, "I guess all the true disciples of Qingyuan Sect are so powerful."

These words were like a knife stabbing Duan Shuangying's heart. Mu Qingfeng did not have any true disciples, and she was only chosen because her cultivation was slightly better in the sect. For this, she had been preparing for a long time.

Duan Shuangying is an orphan who has been in the Qingyuan Sect ever since she can remember. She is highly talented and is surrounded by applause and flowers. She enjoys this popular situation very much and secretly vows to become the first true disciple of Qingxuan Peak and become a prominent figure in the future.

But no matter how much she practiced, Mu Qingfeng refused to accept him as a disciple. Even Sect Leader Shang Jun praised her as one of the best and said she could be one of the candidates to be a true disciple, but Mu Qingfeng kept delaying and refused to accept him as a disciple.

"She is not a true disciple." Another disciple of Qingyuan Sect said, "The leader of Qingxuan Peak of our Qingyuan Sect has high standards. He requires not only good cultivation but also good character and moral integrity. Since his standards are too high, he has been reluctant to accept disciples. She is just an outer disciple."

Anyone could hear the sharpness in the tone. Duan Shuangying took a deep breath. The current situation was too awkward. She had to find a way to turn the situation around. So she looked outside the crowd, at a person squatting alone over there: "I am indeed not a true disciple, but there is a true disciple from Qingling Peak over there. Why don't you compete with him."

The man who just lost to Duan Shuangying didn't dare to move forward rashly, but the person next to him was somewhat interested: "If an outer disciple is so powerful, then this true disciple must be no bad either. Why don't I go and meet him?"

The man flipped in the air and landed in front of Mo Chu: "Let's have a competition."

"Ah?" Before Mo Chu could figure out what was happening, he was knocked down in a few moves. He sat on the ground with a painful butt.

"This is the strength of a true disciple." The man said sarcastically, "It's a bit too weak, isn't it? Junior Sister Duan, are you really not trying to turn the world upside down?"

"Of course not." Duan Shuangying came over and pulled off the token from Mo Chu's waist: "Did you see it? This is the token of Qingyuan Sect. Apart from the peak master and the true disciple, who else can get this token?"

"Then, could it be that you look down on me and don't want to compete with me?" The disciple was a little angry: "Get up and compete with me properly."

As expected, Mo Chu was bullied so badly. It seemed that everyone could come and step on him, laugh at him for being weak and vulnerable, and even laugh at what kind of waste his master had taught. Mo Chu was so angry that he went up to fight with them, but he couldn't beat them. Instead, he was surrounded and beaten by a group of people until his face was bruised and swollen. He curled up on the ground, a faint red light constantly coming out of his body, and his eyes also became red.

Suddenly a black shadow appeared in the sky. Just when everyone was laughing happily, a strong wind blew and scattered many disciples.

When everyone looked up, they saw a huge bird circling in the sky, with some people with horns on their heads standing on the bird's back.

"Oh no! It's the demons."

Now all these disciples were within the first layer of the barrier, which could not stop the attack of the demons at all, and everyone was fleeing for their lives.

"Why would the demons come to your place?" asked the disciples from other sects.

"I've heard that although the demons are sealed in the Demon Realm, some of them are still in the human world, and the method to break the seal of the Demon Realm lies in the four sects. So, could it be that they came here this time for..." Before the disciple could finish his words, his head fell off alive.

The little white rabbits all fled. Mo Chu was so frightened that his legs went limp on the ground, holding his head and shouting, "Master, save me, Master, save me."

"Your master is very far away from you now. You are the only one who can protect yourself." Duan Shuangying grabbed his hand, pulled him up from the ground, and they ran away together.

On the bird's back, a girl wearing a bamboo hat said, "We are here just to test whether that thing is here. Don't hurt anyone, understand?"

"Yes, Saint."

Although these people agreed verbally, they didn't really think so in their hearts. After all, how could a fight between two forces go by without anyone getting killed? Besides, this saint girl was just a child, and she might not even understand the right and wrong. I really didn't know whether it was right or wrong for Lord Ruo to send her to be the leader.

The wind was blowing hard, and Mo Chu and Duan Shuangying were unable to make it in time for the barrier to open, and were stopped outside the second layer of the barrier. Together with them were many disciples from their own sect and disciples from the other two sects.

"We're not going to die here, are we?"

Everyone was shaking and wanted to resist, but they couldn't even hold their swords steadily. Few of them had seen such a big scene before, but they only caught small monsters in their sect to show off their power.

The big bird stopped in an open space, and the person on its back rushed towards them. Mo Chu didn't know what was happening, but he felt hot liquid passing across his face and a very unpleasant fishy smell coming from his nose. He was frightened again and sat down on the ground. He opened one eye and saw Duan Shuangying fighting through the cracks. Although Duan Shuangying's skills were considered to be the best in this section, he was defeated in just a few moves when facing so many demons.

"Don't hurt her!" Mo Chu roared. The red beads on the neck of Ruo Xiangsi, who was still in charge of the situation on the back of the bird, suddenly began to glow. He slightly lifted the veil of his hat and looked outside, but there were so many people outside that he couldn't tell who the beads were resonating with.

However, this is a magic weapon left by successive saints, which can resonate with the Demon Lord. Now this magic weapon is emitting a state that has never been seen before. Could it be that the Demon Lord is nearby?

She got off the bird and walked straight into the crowd, with the red bead guiding her direction until she saw the boy. The boy protected the unconscious girl in purple behind him and closed his eyes tightly. However, the oppressive feeling from him forced the demon in front of him not to take action.

"Could he be the son of the Demon Lord?"

Before Ruo Xiangsi could be surprised, several white lights flew over from the opposite hill.

"Oh no." She quickly ran back: "Everyone retreat and act according to the plan."

The so-called plan was to plant spies in Yujun Pavilion. Now, several demon seeds have been planted in these disciples, and the mission has been accomplished.

"what!!"

News of her fellow tribesmen being killed kept coming from behind her, but Ruo Xiangsi could not turn back. Her father taught her that today's sacrifices were for the overall situation in the future. For the sake of the demon clan, everyone, including her, could sacrifice for it.

At this time, Mo Chu still had his eyes tightly closed. He didn't open his eyes until he felt safe. However, the first thing he saw was Mo Qingge's cold eyes.

"Master..." he said, "Disciple is so scared. There were so many things just now..."

"Why not fight?"

Mo Chu was so frightened that he stood still.

"Are you standing there waiting to die?"

"I……"

Mo Qingge turned around. Although his face looked calm, he was actually already in a panic. When he just came, he clearly saw that there was something wrong with a girl among the demons, especially the red pearl on her neck.

Now, only a year has passed and danger has quietly arrived. She can no longer let Mo Chu practice in the normal way. If it goes on so slowly, if the demons come to Qingyuan Gate one day, who can really protect him?