Heaven Mandate Hall temporary meeting place, Mo Baiye was just about to reveal his plan to enter Zhilan Valley, when Chen Yuan, whom he had met before, hurried over.
"Elder, our teacher is missing..."
Mo Baiye was stunned, then a surge of anger rushed to his mind.
Without even thinking, he knew it must have been the doing of Zhang Xuan.
You've just abducted one disciple, but not only did you betray the entire Mo Blade Sect and annihilate all hidden forces, but you also captured my most trusted disciple...
"Elder, what do we do now?"
Chen Yuan looked over, his face full of worry, "It is said that the one who captured our teacher is a wandering cultivator called Zhang Yue..."
Mo Baiye's eyes twitched.
Zhang Yue was one of the experts he had left ambushed at his lover's place, and had already been captured and killed by the Wanxiang Sect; how could he possibly capture Mo Hong? Clearly, this was fake news deliberately released by Zhang Xuan.
Mo Baiye waved a hand, "Enough, don't worry about it. Did the other party leave any other messages?"
Chen Yuan said, "The other party said... if you want to save the person, release the one you've captured voluntarily, otherwise, our teacher might be in life-threatening danger!"
"Mmm! No one can be told about this message, not a soul."
Mo Baiye asked the other party to leave first, sinking into deep thought by himself.
Release Liu Mingyue? That was definitely impossible!
Once released, there would be no way to blackmail the other party, and after entering Zhilan Valley, securing the greatest benefits would be difficult!
But if they didn't release her, what if they killed Mo Hong?
"Just a disciple, if he dies, he dies!"
Despite Mo Hong having followed him for who knows how many years, he was just a tool after all, and his death wasn't a big deal.
If his death could be exchanged for the success of his plan, it would not be a loss.
With this thought, he breathed a sigh of relief and cracked a slight smile. Just as he was about to continue speaking, Master Qian Yuhuan of the Wanxiang Sect walked in.
"Master Qian, what brings you here?" Shi Yunjing was momentarily flabbergasted and quickly got to his feet.
Although he held the esteemed position of the Heavenly Destiny Hall Master of the Zouyi Dynasty, in terms of status and power, Qian Yuhuan was not the least bit weaker, so he did not dare to act superior.
"I was just passing by and remembered a piece of information the Wanxiang Sect had just obtained; thought I should tell Master Mo about it..." Qian Yuhuan spoke clearly.
"Master Mo?" Shi Yunjing turned his head.
"..." Mo Baiye's eyelids twitched, an ominous feeling growing inside him.
The next moment, Qian Yuhuan's voice rang out, "Yes, Master Mo's disciple Mo Hong has just been captured by a wandering cultivator called Zhang Yue, heading towards the east of the city. If Master Mo wants to save him, there's still time..."
"I..." Mo Baiye stood up, wanting to say something, but found himself at a loss for words.
He could have kept this news under wraps and pretended ignorance. If his disciple died later, at most he would just fake a few tears to resolve the matter. But now, with Master Qian announcing it publicly, if he didn't go to the rescue, then his role as Vice Palace Master wouldn't be tenable!
"What, Master Mo doesn't want to save him?"
Qian Yuhuan looked over, puzzled.
"How could I not... I'm going right now!"
Mo Baiye, putting on a brave face, strode out.
Shi Yunjing shouted, "Vice Palace Master Mo, do you need a few Elders to assist you?"
Mo Baiye hurriedly shook his head, "Thank you for the offer, Hall Master, but this is my own business. I can handle it myself…"
Having finished speaking, he rushed outside hurriedly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After leaving the room, Mo Baiye turned westward, but after only a few steps, he was blocked by Chen Yuan at the junction, "Uncle Master, the teacher has been kidnapped to the east of the city…"
His eyelids twitched, and Mo Baiye had no choice but to fly towards the east of the city.
After running wildly for two or three miles, he noticed that Chen Yuan couldn't see him anymore, so he jumped down from the high wall, intent on finding a place to hide and give up, when suddenly another Mo Blade Sect disciple hurried over, "Master, I just saw the teacher being taken that way…"
"…" Mo Baiye felt a surge of frustration.
The other party could command so many disciples and wait here to ambush him, clearly calculating that he did not want to rescue them…
However, now that these disciples had pointed out the direction, even if he didn't want to save them, he had no choice.
"Zhang Xuan, I really want to see what tricks you have…"
With a cold snort, unable to contain himself any longer, he strode rapidly towards the direction of the east of the city. After progressing more than ten kilometers, he had already reached the outskirts of the city, and from a distance, he saw mountain ranges stretching on endlessly.
Seeing no one from the Mo Blade Sect around, he let out a sigh of relief, contemplating whether to make up an excuse for not catching up when he saw, a few hundred meters away, Mo Hong bound and hanging from a tree, and above him, a young man quietly standing on the treetop, smiling down at him.
Although he couldn't make out the face, he knew it was undoubtedly Zhang Xuan.
When Mo Hong saw him appear, he shouted excitedly, but his mouth was gagged, and his voice couldn't escape.
Seeing the other party so confident, Mo Baiye knew it was highly likely that an ambush was set. As he considered whether to approach, a loud shout erupted from behind him.
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That voice was exceptionally loud, so that everyone within three or four kilometers could hear it clearly.
Mo Baiye's eyelids twitched, he turned to look in the direction of the voice and saw Min Jiangtao, with an angry face, charging towards Mo Hong's location.
After running a few steps, he suddenly stumbled and fell heavily to the ground, simultaneously shouting loudly, "Not good, I've been poisoned, Teacher… Brother Mo Hong has been captured, right ahead, hurry and save him!"
Others may not know that you've betrayed us, but I'm well aware. Deliberately shouting Mo Hong's name and then mine, obviously fearing I would shrink back…
Despite clearly seeing the disciple being captured, he remained indifferent. If he didn't go to rescue now, Mo Baiye would never be able to show his face again.
At this moment, although he knew he was being played and that the other party had set a trap for him to fall into, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and charge forward.
Biting his teeth, he leapt lightly, flying straight towards the young man in front. As soon as he moved, the young man on the opposite side immediately grabbed the bound Mo Hong and sped away to an even further location.
With no other choice, Mo Baiye could only clench his teeth and follow closely.
One fleeing and one chasing, they ran wildly for a full quarter of an hour. The young man then stopped in a mountain valley, casually throwing the captured Mo Hong to the ground before flipping his wrist, revealing a Mo Blade at the latter's throat.
"Master Mo, since you've followed this far, I assume you wish to save this disciple. In that case, let's talk…"
The young man looked over indifferently.
Mo Baiye stopped in his tracks, looking at the other person. If not Zhang Xuan, then who?
"What's there to talk about? How should we talk?"
Mo Baiye looked around warily, trying to see if there were any ambushes, while coldly snorting.