Yu Sui, walking alone on the desolate path, now fully in his true form, advanced like a moving shadow. Every step sounded like the approach of a storm, and his blazing eyes gave him the countenance of a merciless predator. Not one, but many storms were brewing inside him.

  His mother, Wan Yi, who was innocent, had been killed by the vile schemes of Lin Chaoyuan. But the greater emotional tragedy was that the very curse placed upon him was the reason his and Mo Yan's world had been shattered today. Yet, he knew this was not his fault, and for the one truly responsible, there was not an ounce of mercy left in his heart or mind.

  Yu Sui no longer resembled the boy who played pranks with Mo Yan; he had become like a torch wielding fire, and that fire was his vengeance. As he walked, he whispered to himself as if making a prophecy; every step he took felt like an earthquake.

  "If I have to burn the whole world to reach him... then so be it."

  His aura spread like a wildfire. The Phoenix Sigil etched on his back shone intensely like blue fire, as if the Phoenix sealed within was restless, eager to emerge and wreak havoc alongside its Master.

  He continued walking, boiling with rage, but he wanted to keep his anger contained until he stood before Lin Chaoyuan. Thus, he continued to whistle intermittently throughout the journey, attempting to keep his fury in check.

  On the other side, Mo Yan was also desperately trying to reach the Ming Jing Men Sect as quickly as possible. He had been walking non-stop on a straight path for a long time. The changing grass and trees indicated that the Ming Jing Men Sect was near. Just like the Xuemo Sect, here too, there were peach trees laden with blossoms everywhere.

  It was believed that, long ago, two lovers had bestowed a blessing upon the peach blossoms: that the areas densely populated by their trees would remain safe.

  The Ming Jing Men Sect was famous for this belief and its strict security, yet it had never engaged in war with anyone.The entire path ahead was filled with these peach trees, but Mo Yan could not appreciate this beauty, as his mind was tormented by worry for Yu Sui and anxiety for the future.

  He knew that Yu Sui would lose control when angry. And Mo Yan had never even seen a glimpse of his dark powers before, because whenever Yu Sui was with Mo Yan, the Su Tao Jue Spell Seal performed its job perfectly, keeping the curse away and giving Mo Yan a feeling of peace.

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  But this was the first time they were both experiencing their true realities and this world.Mo Yan continued walking without stopping, and three days passed like this. Finally, Mo Yan arrived at the Ming Jing Men Sect. It was a sect of unparalleled beauty, surrounded by magnificent mountains and valleys.

  This beauty was believed to be a symbol of true love. Rose gardens and fields of flowers were exquisitely beautiful. This was the only sect nestled at the base of the mountains; all others were located on the peaks, including the Xuemo Sect. Mo Yan looked down from above; the entire Ming Jing Men Sect was visible every building, every city, every street, every hall was clearly in sight.Without delay, he began his descent. There were stairs on every slope of the mountains for access.

  Mo Yan followed them down to the ground. Many people in the lower Ming Jing Men Sect marketplace noticed him arriving. Everyone in the market looked up because Mo Yan's beautiful white robes were visible from a distance. Yun Zhi, a young man who was just returning from the grand academy, caught sight of Mo Yan descending. He immediately sprang into action, running back towards the academy, pushing through the crowd and shouting:

  "Hey, move! Give me a path!"

  And then he reached the Academy, where Sect Leader Shen Jichuan was giving precise instructions to everyone on preparing talismans with spiritual energy in an open hall. Just then, a panting Yun Zhi rushed in and, taking a moment to catch his breath, spoke. All eyes were fixed on him; his arrival had instantly disrupted the atmosphere. He said breathlessly:

  "Grandmaster! Someone is descending from the Upper Realms! I saw him arriving, we all saw him arriving!"

  Master Shen Jichuan immediately dismissed the class and quickly rushed out of the academy with his disciples.They all entered the market, but by then, Mo Yan had also stepped into the market. Everyone stared at him, as no one had ever descended from the Upper Realms before.

  Mo Yan continued moving slowly towards the front of the market, and just then, Shen Jichuan, the Sect Leader of the Ming Jing Men Sect, emerged, parting the crowd. Behind him, his disciples and officials confirmed his identity as the Sect Leader. Mo Yan looked at him, bowed, and paid his respects. Shen Jichuan also respectfully returned the bow.Initially, no one spoke. Then, Yun Zhi stepped forward and tried to lighten the calm and heavy atmosphere. Looking at Mo Yan, he introduced Master Shen Jichuan:

  "Aaaabbbb, this is our Sect Leader, Grandmaster Shen Jichuan, and you are...?"

  Mo Yan fell into thought about how to introduce himself: should he identify himself as the son of Chief Chui Yong or as Prince Mo Yan? But then he realized that if he introduced himself as the Prince, it would take too much time to explain the situation.

  After deliberation, he spoke calmly and with composure:

  "I am Mo Yan of the Linyan Clan, son of Chief Chui Yong. I need your assistance."

  Shen Jichuan's brows furrowed in concern upon hearing that he was the son of Chief Chui Yong.A little later...All the disciples and officials were seated in the same market's eatery, and at one table, Shen Jichuan and Mo Yan sat together.