A villain's revenge, from morning till night

Chapter 126 A villain's revenge, from morning till night

The valley was covered with fresh snow, and a cold wind was blowing.

However, one hot spring was bubbling and steaming.

Mo Zheng stood inside, stripping off all his clothes. The Silver Spirit Armor also materialized into a silver necklace according to his will, hanging around his neck.

He jumped into the hot spring, and a warm, enveloping feeling made him feel very comfortable all over.

My body hadn't been cleaned for four months, and a lot of grime had hardened into sludge. The hot spring water beside me had quickly turned black and was completely unsightly.

Fortunately, the hot spring was filled with running water, which continuously washed over his body. He lay there quietly, comfortably closing his eyes and dozing off.

Too relaxed.

During the four months he spent in the Haotian Secret Realm, his mind was constantly on edge.

Especially when he was practicing the Seven Forms of Refining the Spirit, the thought of dying if he failed to complete the practice within a year made him unable to sleep soundly. He truly devoted all his energy to comprehending and cultivating the art.

At the time, he didn't feel anything was wrong. But after he came out safely and lay comfortably in the hot spring, the tension eased, and Mo Zheng immediately felt a great sense of fatigue.

He squinted his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

In the valley, Li Xiran and Zhou Dao stood in the snow, looking out from time to time.

Soon, three figures appeared in sight on the mountain path in the distance.

"That is—"

Li Xiran looked closely and saw that the leader was dressed in white with a jade crown. He had an ordinary face and a gentle expression, but he gave people an invisible sense of oppression. He was the sect leader.

He was startled and stood ramrod straight. As the man approached, he said, "Greetings, Sect Master!"

Where are they?

Yuan Tiansi's gaze swept across the valley, and seeing no one in sight, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, Junior Nephew Mo is taking a bath inside. He's been in the secret realm for over four months, and he's quite unkempt." Zhou Dao tried to cover it up a bit, at least not mentioning that Mo Zheng smelled bad.

"Oh?"

Yuan Tiansi smiled slightly and said, "In that case, let's wait and see."

After saying that, he stood still and waited quietly.

He wasn't in a hurry. Although Liu Qing was anxious, he couldn't urge him and could only stand aside with Xiao Ling and wait quietly.

Seeing this, Li Xiran couldn't help but secretly marvel at Mo Zheng's great face, that even a martial saint like the sect leader had to wait for him outside.

It should be noted that for a disciple like him who has not yet reached the Visceral Realm, it is extremely difficult to even see the sect leader on a regular basis.

However, half an hour passed, and still no one emerged from the direction of the hot spring.

"Senior brother, what kind of tricks is your little disciple playing? He's just taking a bath, and he's making the sect leader wait like this?" Xiao Ling said with some dissatisfaction.

While talent is undeniable, making a Martial Saint wait for so long is simply too arrogant.

"This—he's not that kind of person. Could he be injured and unconscious?" Liu Qing said worriedly.

The Haotian Secret Realm is extremely dangerous; many disciples who come out of it are injured or unconscious.

"Let's go in and take a look!"

Yuan Tiansi was also getting impatient, so he led the group into the area where the hot spring was located.

Upon entering, one immediately sees a fair-skinned, short-haired young man asleep by the hot spring pool.

"Um?

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Although Mo Zheng was in a deep sleep, as a martial artist with mental power, how could he not sense someone approaching him, let alone several such powerful martial artists?

He immediately woke up with a start and looked ahead warily.

"Sect Master, Teacher, it's you!"

Upon seeing the newcomers, his wariness instantly turned to joy. He stood up happily and said, "You came so quickly!"

Unexpectedly, Yuan Tiansi and the others did not respond. Instead, they stood there, looking at him with a half-smile, sizing him up and down.

"Little guy, not only is he born with fair skin, but he's also quite big. I wonder which little girl will get him." Xiao Ling stared at a few inches below Mo Zheng's navel, her eyes full of smiles.

"what?"

Mo Zheng paused for a moment, as if remembering something, and slowly lowered his head. He saw a naked, short-haired young man reflected on the water, with no clothes covering his body.

"hiss----"

He gasped, feeling completely stunned.

The next instant, the short-haired youth plunged into the hot spring water, and at the same time, a faint silver light emanated from his neck, quickly forming a pale white robe that covered his entire body.

"Ha ha ha ha----"

The people on the shore burst into laughter at the sight, but when they saw the clothes that suddenly appeared on Mo Zheng's body, they were also a little surprised. What kind of treasure was this?

Only after being covered by the Silver Spirit Armor did Mo Zheng dare to emerge from the hot spring water.

At this moment, the young man, who had already reached the Visceral Realm, blushed and turned completely red, which made the sect leader and the others find it even more amusing.

Mo Zheng gave a wry smile. He had been too relaxed, and the people who had come were close friends. For a moment, he had forgotten that he was still soaking in the hot spring, and these people had seen him naked.

"Four months, I didn't expect you to still be able to come out. You really didn't disappoint me!" Yuan Tiansi smiled at Mo Zheng and said, "I can feel that your strength is much stronger than before. It seems that you have gained a lot in the Haotian Secret Realm."

"This isn't the place to talk. Come on up, let's find somewhere and have a proper discussion."

"Yes, Sect Master." Mo Zheng replied respectfully. Although he had reached the Visceral Realm and obtained many opportunities, he was still far from being a Martial Saint, at least not for the time being.

There is still a big gap between him and the sect leader.

Yuan Tiansi and the others walked in front, while Mo Zheng walked behind.

He circulated his internal energy, causing his blood and qi to surge, generating powerful heat that quickly dried the water droplets on his body.

Afterwards, the group went to the cave where Zhou Dao was and sat down around the fire.

Li Xiran, holding a long spear, stood guard at the entrance of the valley.

"No one has ever been able to stay in the Haotian Secret Realm for more than half a month. Every level there is extremely dangerous, and there's a time limit. Mo Zheng, how did you manage to stay there for a full four months?" Yuan Tiansi asked curiously. "Or did you obtain some special opportunity there?"

As a Martial Saint, he was one of the most powerful figures in the entire Great Yan Dynasty. There were not many things in the world that could interest Yuan Tiansi, but the Haotian Secret Realm was definitely one of them.

As a secret realm established by an unparalleled being, it can be said that the Hun Tian Sect's current strength is mainly due to the rewards within the Hao Tian Secret Realm, which has cultivated generation after generation of experts in the Visceral Realm and Martial Saints.

Therefore, Yuan Tiansi was very curious about Mo Zheng's experiences.

"Yes, Sect Master, I went through one more trial than the others, which is why I stayed longer," Mo Zheng nodded.

"Could you tell me the specifics?" the sect leader asked solemnly.

"nature."

Mo Zheng nodded. The five-clawed golden dragon hadn't forbidden him from telling outsiders, but he didn't intend to tell them everything.

"Sect Master, you are already aware of the situation in the first three trials. I relied on my innate abilities to fly over the last three layers of the Heavenly Ladder and barely passed the third trial, after which I triggered the special trial."

"Talented abilities? Special levels?"

Everyone present was extremely surprised, as they had no idea that Mo Zheng also possessed telekinesis.

Yuan Tiansi remained calm. He had long known that Mo Zheng possessed psychic powers, so he asked very calmly, "Special level? What exactly is it, and what are the rewards?"

He didn't ask about the outcome of Mo Zheng's attempt; if he had failed, he wouldn't be standing here.

"I was simply taught a technique that suited my talent. After completing the time limit, I received this set of armor," Mo Zheng replied.

Everyone had just seen Mo Zheng use the Silver Spirit Armor.

"Is that all?" Yuan Tiansi asked, somewhat disappointed.

Mo Zheng knew that he possessed telekinesis, and that using telekinesis to leap over the Heavenly Ladder would be an easy task.

It seems that it was this mental power that triggered the special test, trapping him inside for so long.

As for cultivation techniques that match one's talent, they are extremely rare among bloodline martial artists, numbering only a handful in the entire Great Yan Dynasty. Not to mention techniques specifically designed for cultivating mental power; even if others obtained them, they would be of no use to them.

As for armor, Yuan Tiansi was even less interested.

The only thing that can attract him is martial arts, the martial arts that make him stronger!

As a Martial Saint, he knew many secrets, such as world fragments, minor worlds, innate life and mortal life, etc. What Yuan Tiansi longed for most was to break through to the Martial Saint level and become an innate life.

However, throughout history, all martial saints have had this idea, but the number of those who succeeded is practically zero.

Of course, the main reason was that Mo Zheng concealed the true effects of the Silver Spirit Armor and the matter of the Haotian Mirror.

The Silver Spirit Armor is a spiritual weapon with such strong defensive capabilities that no one in the world can break through it. It is something that even innate beings yearn for.

If Mo Zheng were to reveal this secret, he wouldn't be able to protect this treasure with his abilities.

It's not that Yuan Tiansi would try to take it from him. Yuan Tiansi isn't interested, but what about Han Jian Martial Saint? What about the other Martial Saints?

Even innate beings would be envious of spiritual weapons, let alone these martial saints.

As for the Haotian Mirror, it was nothing but a myth, and mentioning it would only cause trouble, so Mo Zheng naturally wouldn't say a word.

"Oh, there's one more thing. The origin of this secret realm seems to be a force called the Heavenly Palace. According to the information given in the secret realm, it seems to have been destroyed 100,000 years ago. I wonder if you, the sect leader, know anything about this?" Mo Zheng asked.

"One hundred thousand years?"

Yuan Tiansi laughed and said, "The entire Great Yan Dynasty has only been established for a thousand years, and our Hun Tian Sect has also grown strong in the past thousand years. Let alone the forces that were destroyed 100,000 years ago, I have no way of knowing about the forces that were established 10,000 years ago."

Time has always been the most powerful weapon; even the most invincible warriors are insignificant in the face of time.

Time can easily bury everything.

"Alright, you must be quite tired after these days of exploring the Haotian Secret Realm. Get some rest and spend some time with your teacher."

Yuan Tiansi instructed, "Come see me again tomorrow. With your strength and potential, you don't need to return to the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall."

With his keen eyesight, he naturally saw that Mo Zheng had broken through to the Internal Organs Realm.

For a master of the Internal Organs Realm, returning to the Martial Arts Hall would be utterly pointless.

"Yes, Sect Master."

Mo Zheng and the others stood up to see them off, and only breathed a sigh of relief after watching them walk away.

Although he had reached the Internal Organs Realm, he still felt some pressure interacting with the Martial Saint.

"Let's go back too," Liu Qing said.

He was overjoyed to see Mo Zheng return safely.

"Okay, teacher."

Mo Zheng nodded, and the two then bid farewell to Zhou Dao and Li Xiran, heading towards the guest rooms of Huntian Mountain.

Dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky, and snowflakes slowly fell. The two walked one after the other in the wind and snow.

"You survived this ordeal by a great margin. With your talent and the gains from that secret realm, you have a very good chance of becoming a Martial Saint in the future."

As Liu Qing walked, he said, "It's laughable that my little granddaughter is so short-sighted; she actually looks down on you."

He laughed as he spoke.

"Teacher, marriage is preordained by heaven, so why worry?"

Mo Zheng smiled and said, "Besides, I will never forget your great kindness to me."

Liu Qing was indeed good to him. When he first entered the Martial Arts Hall, he might not have been able to defeat You Chendong if it weren't for Liu Qing's guidance.

The Twelve Swords of Popularity laid the foundation for his martial arts. Without this technique, he would have taken many detours and would never have achieved such success.

Not to mention the guidance and resources given over the past three or four years.

"There's one more thing. Have you offended Fang Yang? When I came to the mountain gate to find you this time, his attitude towards you was very bad," Liu Qing asked.

"Fang Yang!"

Mentioning this name, Mo Zheng could not hide his anger. He said, "That bastard is a complete villain. You can't tell from him normally, but he actually tried to harm me at the crucial moment. If it weren't for the treasure bestowed upon me by the sect leader, I'm afraid I would be dead by now."

"He—tried to harm you?!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Qing's eyes widened in anger. "He also said that you looked down on him and mocked him when we were climbing the Heavenly Ladder, which is why he withdrew early. As a result, the Cold Sword Martial Saint also had a bad impression of you. I never imagined he was this kind of person!"

"I mocked him?!"

Mo Zheng raised an eyebrow, his heart filled with murderous intent. Fang Yang had not only kicked him into the sea of ​​lava and fire, but had also turned around and attacked him!

That's incredibly shameless!

"You must be careful of him." Liu Qing said solemnly, "In the history of the Hun Tian Sect, all the disciples who passed the second level of the Hao Tian Secret Realm, except for those who perished, became Martial Saints. Fang Yang has also mastered the Martial Dao Intent in the past few months, and he even achieved the Visceral Realm a few days ago."

"He is now highly regarded by the Cold Sword Martial Saint and has been kept on the mountain to cultivate. You will have many opportunities to meet him in the future. If you want to deal with him, you need to plan carefully. Don't kill him while he's still alive and leave yourself with a powerful enemy at the level of a Martial Saint."

A cold glint flashed in Mo Zheng's eyes, and he nodded, saying, "I understand, teacher."

The two chatted casually about the progress of the disciples in the Haotian Secret Realm and some changes in the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall.

Upon arriving at the guest room area, the two parted ways.

However, Mo Zheng did not rest. Instead, he walked out of the guest room and asked the disciple on duty, "May I ask, senior brother, do you know where Fang Yang is staying?"

A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years; a petty person takes revenge from morning till night.

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