Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

Chapter 566 - 406: Celestial Orchid Sect, Tensions Mount, Mo Family’s Stance (Part 2)

"Yeah, look at that—their master hasn’t even spoken yet, and the dogs are already biting people?"

Hou Shaojie tossed out another jab, making the Celestial Orchid Sect disciples fume with anger.

"Who are you calling a dog?"

A group of Celestial Orchid Sect disciples, bolstered by their numbers, immediately surrounded them, clearly ready to throw down at the slightest offense.

But Hou Shaojie stayed cool as ever. "Isn’t it obvious? Whoever blocks the way and bites at people is a dog!"

"You—"

Grrrk—

The Celestial Orchid Sect disciples were goaded to the brink and looked ready to throw hands.

Just then, the door at the front swung open, and a middle-aged man came out with two young people in tow.

The middle-aged man looked scholarly but exuded a powerful aura—clearly, he was also a cultivator at the Integration Stage.

Trailing behind him were a young man and a young woman.

The man looked about fifteen or sixteen, his features delicate, with cultivation at Early Stage of Divinity Transformation.

The young woman was sweet-faced and graceful in every gesture—clearly from a good family. Her cultivation was at Late Stage of Nascent Soul.

"Gentlemen, let’s all settle down!"

As Lin Chang’sheng and the others were on the verge of clashing with the Celestial Orchid Sect disciples, the middle-aged man stepped up to mediate.

"All of you coming to my Mo Family are guests. We’re determined to be good hosts and make your trip worthwhile. Here’s a suggestion: why don’t disciples from both major sects escort us together? Whoever kills the Qingfeng Cliff Chief Zhao Gang—well, that’ll be considered the successful completion of the escort mission. Even if you don’t manage to kill him, you’ll still get a hundred Immortal Crystals as a reward. What do you think?"

Mo Mingyuan proposed the idea.

If both sects escorted them together, it would naturally be much safer.

After all, Celestial Orchid Sect brought more people, obviously a safer bet.

And since the Immortal Palace only sent three, he wasn’t too confident in them alone.

Of course, the Immortal Palace disciples were definitely stronger than Celestial Orchid Sect’s, but there were just too few of them.

"I hope you two major sects’ Immortal Masters won’t refuse! With your protection, this journey is bound to go smoothly!"

Mo Mingyuan’s son, Mo Yiming, also stepped in to help persuade them.

"We appreciate your help, Immortal Masters!"

Mo Yao gave a soft bow as well.

With all that, the Celestial Orchid Sect disciples knew they couldn’t throw a fit anymore.

Especially when Mo Yao’s elegant presence caught their attention—how could anyone turn down a beauty’s goodwill?

Besides, since they had the numbers, they were convinced they’d complete the task anyway.

"Since Patriarch Mo is so gracious, of course we can’t say no! Let them tag along—it’s fine by us!"

The lead Celestial Orchid Sect disciple spoke up.

This guy was burly as an ox, arms thick and muscular, and his torso and waist still bore plenty of sword scars—guess he’s been in more than a few brawls.

He was also the strongest among the Celestial Orchid Sect disciples.

But if fists really started flying, Lin Chang’sheng could take him down in one move.

Hearing their banter, Lin Chang’sheng could barely keep from laughing.

Who’s actually strong or weak, we’ll see soon enough—what’s the point in running your mouth now?

"No objections from us, either!"

When Patriarch Mo glanced at him, Lin Chang’sheng immediately responded.

"Excellent! I’ll have everything prepared; we’ll set out at noon! Please, come inside and make yourselves comfortable!"

Mo Mingyuan was visibly delighted after both sects’ members agreed.

With the two major sects escorting, safety was practically guaranteed.

Lin Chang’sheng, his two companions, and the Celestial Orchid Sect disciples were then led to a room and shown to their seats.

The servants brought out premium tea.

But nobody was in the mood for tea—the two groups just glared at each other, thoroughly annoyed.

"Kid, I’d advise you guys to head home early! The bandits at Qingfeng Cliff are no joke—if you start begging for mercy later, don’t expect it to work!"

Zheng Yao taunted Lin Chang’sheng and his crew.

This guy was no lightweight in the Celestial Orchid Sect—one of the top disciples.

So naturally, most of the other disciples followed his lead.

"Beg for mercy? Usually, it’s other people begging my boss—not the other way around! Nobody’s even born yet who could make him beg!"

Hou Shaojie fired back, annoyed. "Judging by your dark aura today, looks like you’re heading for disaster. If you’re such a coward, might as well scurry back to your sect now!"

"Who said you get a say here?"

Zheng Yao had already had enough of Hou Shaojie—this guy was even bolder than Lin Chang’sheng.

"What he said goes for me, too! You got a problem with that?"

Lin Chang’sheng replied without hesitation.

"You—"

Zheng Yao was furious and immediately released the intimidating pressure of his Early Stage of Integration cultivation, trying to put Lin Chang’sheng and his friends in their place.

But that oppressing aura? It didn’t even make a dent on Lin Chang’sheng and his crew.

Krrrk-kkk-kkk—

Only the nearby chairs suffered, creaking under the pressure, about to fall apart at any second.

"Biting again? What a mad dog!"

Hou Shaojie snickered.

He might not be able to take Zheng Yao himself, but Lin Chang’sheng could probably beat ten like him at once.

"Hmph—"

Seeing they weren’t fazed, Zheng Yao could only withdraw his aura and swallow his temper.

"Just you wait!"

Zheng Yao knew now wasn’t the time to fight—he’d have to bide his time.

Once they reached Qingfeng Cliff and chaos broke loose, that’d be his chance to kill them all.

As the tension simmered, Mo Yao entered with a group of musicians.

Now dressed in a new outfit, sashes tied around her dark hair, Mo Yao seemed to float like a dancing butterfly—graceful and captivating.

"Everyone, please relax—while we wait, let me perform a dance to entertain you. I hope you won’t mind!"

Mo Yao spoke gracefully, her every move and smile radiating the elegance of a noble lady, setting everyone’s thoughts adrift.

"You’re too modest, Miss Mo; watching you dance is a privilege for us all!"

As soon as Zheng Yao caught sight of Mo Yao’s graceful form, his eyes lit up, and he promptly forgot all about his earlier run-in with Lin Chang’sheng and company.

Accompanied by a beauty like her, the disciples seemed willing to wait for a whole extra day.

"You flatter me. Music, please!"

Mo Yao gave a word, and beautiful music immediately filled the room. In an instant, she became like a fairy out of a painting—spinning, lifting her arms, swaying, all the grace of womanhood on full display.

The Celestial Orchid Sect disciples watched, totally mesmerized.

But Lin Chang’sheng just gave her a glance and lost interest.

He’d seen plenty of women dance before.

Frankly, Yu Lingfei’s dancing was still the only one he found truly satisfying.

Once things wrapped up, Lin Chang’sheng planned to visit the Moon Worship Manor and check in on Yu Lingfei and the others—he wondered how they’d been doing lately.

"Boss, that Patriarch Mo really knows how to play his cards! I bet he’s trying to marry his daughter into a major sect for their protection!"

Hou Shaojie saw right through the Mo Family’s plan.

If they won some sect’s protection, they wouldn’t have to keep forking out tons of money for tasks from every major sect.

That’d save them a small fortune.

Plus, marrying his talented daughter to a sect prodigy is really a win-win.

"Oh, you figured that out? How clever of you!"

Lin Chang’sheng chuckled.

If Hou Shaojie could see through it, it was hardly going to escape his notice.

But what did it have to do with them? Hey, free dance show—why complain?

Talking smack about someone giving you free entertainment—not cool!

Besides, Lin Chang’sheng had zero interest in Mo Yao.

But as she danced, Mo Yao couldn’t help but take a real liking to Lin Chang’sheng.

He looked dashing and, importantly, wasn’t much older than her.

Unlike Zheng Yao, who just looked plain scary.

Compared to Zheng Yao, it was obvious Mo Yao preferred a young gentleman like Lin Chang’sheng.

Once her dance ended, Mo Yao even performed a sword dance. That actually got an extra look from Lin Chang’sheng—the swordplay was sharp and flowing, and watching a beauty handle a blade was a real treat.

The blade’s point danced under her slender fingers, like a pair of gentle hands gliding over your heart—truly delightful.

After the sword dance, Mo Yao played the zither. Those notes hit right to the soul—everyone listened, entranced.

No denying it, Mo Yao was a rare talent.

She probably had every artistic skill mastered—music, chess, calligraphy, painting, you name it.

Soon, noon arrived.

The Celestial Orchid Sect disciples were still lost in the echoes of Mo Yao’s music, taking ages to snap out of it.

Meanwhile, Patriarch Mo had made sure everything was ready and gathered a dozen family guards to join them.

All these guards were top hands in the family, with cultivation at Middle Stage of Divinity Transformation.

But up against those tough bandit bosses, they’d have had a tough time.

Which is why they called in the sect prodigies for help.

"All right, everyone—time to get moving!"

Mo Mingyuan called out to everyone.