Library of Heaven's Path 2: Eternal Fate of the Heavens

Min Jiangtao and that Liu Mingyue, both practiced the Mo Blade Martial Skill, yet he couldn't feel any benefits at all... He initially thought it was just an anomaly. After all the confusion, not only could it be replicated, they even destroyed his stronghold...

"Zhang Xuan..."

His teeth clenched, his body trembling ceaselessly.

He had captured the other's disciple as a threat, but in response, the other had incited rebellion within his entire Mo Blade Sect...

That slap was delivered both swiftly and accurately!

However... wasn't the Mo Dao a fragment of the heavens that he had comprehended himself? Why could the other person practice it and even snatch away his disciples?

"Mandate Chaos Master, this Zhang Xuan is definitely a Mandate Chaos Master..."

Mo Baiye's pupils suddenly contracted.

Ling Buyang, Xu Xin, and others didn't know much about Mandate Chaos Masters, nor did they explain clearly, but he knew in great detail.

Such people not only possessed high talent and strength but more importantly... could disrupt the established patterns of destiny.

It was like the current situation; Mo Dao was created by him under the condition of being Unique Destiny, which meant only he should be able to use it. Even if others could learn it, they would be limited by his controls, unless... they could surpass him!

The other had not only practiced it without his knowledge but also incited his disciples to rebel...

They had already broken the rule of Unique Destiny.

Breaking the rules was forbidden... This was also why, once a Mandate Chaos Master appeared, they would immediately be besieged by the Heaven Mandate Hall.

He thought there was only one Mandate Chaos Master in Zhilan Valley, yet another had emerged unexpectedly.

"Master Mo, what's wrong with you?" Sensing something off with him, Shi Yunjing asked from his side.

"Reporting to the Hall Master, I'm fine..."

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Baiye did not voice his suspicion.

Every Mandate Chaos Master harbored countless secrets; if he could capture and kill one himself, the benefits would be enormous. But once the news leaked and Shi Yunjing, the Hall Master, personally took action, even with his strong cultivation, he would definitely miss his chance.

So, for now, it was best not to speak out. If he really couldn't kill him, there would still be time to say something.

"Fine?"

Shi Yunjing was puzzled, "Then why did you just vomit so much blood..."

Fine yet vomiting blood and losing cultivation? Could it get any more arbitrary?

"I just suddenly felt an itch in my throat, it's uncomfortable but not a big deal!"

Fearing further inquiry from the Hall Master, Mo Baiye looked around and with a cold snort declared, "Forget the saber art I just passed on to you. Practice the battle techniques I taught you before..."

"Master, we can't forget them, the battle techniques we practiced before were too weak!"

"Yeah, what we practiced before is trash. What the Master just taught us, that's the true Mo Blade..."

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

It's easy to adapt to luxury, but difficult to return to frugality.

Having practiced the complete version of the Mo Blade Martial Skill, how could they revert to an impotent version?

"Mo Hong, I'm leaving this matter to you. Ensure they return to their former state..." Seeing the resistance from everyone, Mo Baiye waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Understanding his teacher's intention, Mo Hong responded and approached the others, "You've heard the teacher. The cultivation technique and battle techniques you've just practiced are wrong. Practice what I taught you before!"

"But we all feel it's very good. How could it possibly be wrong?"

"Why do I feel that what you previously taught us was the mistake?"

"Right, the battle techniques you taught us before were obscure and difficult to execute, very inconvenient. But what we've learned now is extremely useful..."

People immediately protested.

"How dare you!" Mo Hong's face turned iron blue.

"Teacher, whether it's right or wrong, why don't I demonstrate it for you, and then you can judge..." Seeing the people arguing nonstop, Chen Yuan stepped forward, his face a picture of respect.

"Hmm!" Mo Hong nodded.

Chen Yuan sighed with relief, explained the Heavenly White Crane he had just learned in detail, and demonstrated it at the same time.

After watching the opponent's saber art, Mo Hong fell into deep thought.

He had studied the Mo Blade Martial Skill for several decades and knew every move and posture like the back of his hand. The techniques Chen Yuan had just demonstrated indeed perfectly remedied the previous defects during practice, making them more complete and more powerful.

No wonder everyone was unwilling to practice the old version, even himself—he didn't want to practice it any longer either.

With a flick of his wrist, a Mo Dao appeared in his palm, his inner zhenqi circulated as Chen Yuan had just described, and he suddenly pivoted and slashed at a Risegreen Rock not far away.

Bang!

The Risegreen Rock cracked open and turned into dust.

His pupils shrank and Mo Hong's body trembled.

The same moves had always given a feeling of constipation, as if something was blocked, but now, it was incomparably smooth; this feeling was unprecedented.

"Pfft!"

As he was learning the new battle techniques, he pondered about how to capture Mo Baiye. Blood spurted from his mouth once more.

His cultivation dropped again, now to the Galaxy 5-dan Peak; the betrayal of his last disciple had caused him the greatest injury.

"???"

Mo Baiye's vision darkened. He looked at Mo Hong, who was performing the saber art, and wished he could tear him to pieces.

I freaking sent you to rally everyone to practice the saber art I taught, and in the blink of an eye, why are you practicing someone else's?

"This is... is my throat itchy again?"

Shi Yunjing wore a baffled expression.

"I..."

Mo Baiye's body trembled, and he felt a desire to cry.

After struggling to catch his breath for quite a while, he finally managed to calm his raging emotions and bitingly focused on Mo Hong again: "I don't care the reason, you must make everyone practice the battle techniques and cultivation methods I taught!"

"Yes..."

Mo Hong nodded. Experience more tales on empire

Although he also felt that what his teacher taught might not be quite right, since the other had said so, he likewise didn't dare to object.

"You handle this here..."

Knowing that staying further would only make the Hall Master more suspicious, Mo Baiye said no more. He made arrangements for Mo Hong and was about to leave the courtyard when he saw an old nanny hurriedly approaching.

"Master..."

Upon seeing her, Mo Baiye frowned.

It was no one else but the nanny from the Galaxy Realm he had deployed to watch over his lover. Shouldn't she be together with the lover and the ambushers he had arranged? What was she doing here?

"Could it be..."

Mo Baiye's eyes brightened, but he kept his composure.

He had laid a Sky and Earth Net, waiting for that Zhang Xuan to fall into it—could it be... he had already been caught by the many masters he had ambushed?

"Master, just now, a bunch of masters from Wanxiang Sect suddenly poured in, stormed into the courtyard, killing and capturing the masters you brought... even Lady Yun was taken..."

The nanny hastily spoke, her voice sounding almost tearful.

"What?"

Mo Baiye's body swayed once more, nearly fainting on the spot: "Wanxiang Sect, why... why is Wanxiang Sect capturing my people?"

They had just captured one of their students, and now the entire Mo Blade Sect had rebelled, those lying in ambush were dead or captured—who could tell me why this is happening?

This retaliation was just too fierce!