8 Royal Tomb
The next day, a group of people walking along a rugged mountain road received news.
The young master of the Mo family, Mo Qingkuang, died of his injuries. The Grand Elder, Mo Hai, took advantage of this opportunity to collude against his father to usurp the throne, but was preempted by him. He was put to death by Mo Shan, the head of the clan.
The Mo family was in chaos, suffering heavy losses and being severely injured. They were currently holding a funeral.
"He died? He sure didn't last long." A young man in the group, who looked ordinary and unremarkable, muttered to himself.
This young man was Lin Yang, the protagonist who had defeated Mo Qingkuang in the Tiannan City Disciple Selection Tournament and won the championship.
"Brother Lin Yang, Mo Qingkuang is dead. The Mo family has also experienced internal strife. I think they won't dare to commit evil in Tiannan City anymore." A beautiful young girl next to him said with some joy.
She was Chu Yanran, the culprit who caused Mo Qingkuang and the Mo family to 'suffer this calamity.'
"It's a good thing for them. The Mo family has been bullying people in Tiannan City for many years, and the people are boiling with resentment. I originally planned to cultivate and eliminate this harm for the people of Tiannan. Now that they are killing each other and are severely injured, they have escaped by a fluke." Lin Yang said with disdain.
He was not a bloodthirsty person, but he was also not an indecisive person. He had already wiped out the hope of the Mo family, and naturally, he was at odds with the Mo family to the death.
In the future, he would definitely have to root them out and eliminate them once and for all. Otherwise, his Lin family would also suffer the Mo family's frenzied revenge.
"Yes, they won't be able to cause any trouble in Tiannan City in the future." Chu Yanran's eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded obediently.
Only three people from Tiannan City were chosen as disciples of the Yuan Sword Sect. Originally, only one or two of them were chosen to enter, and then the quota promised to Mo Qingkuang was added.
Later, Mo Qingkuang was abolished, and the Yuan Sword Sect withdrew its promise. This extra quota was then given to Fang Cheng, who came in third. He was also a young man with extraordinary talent and came from the Fang family in Tiannan City, which was a small but not insignificant family.
From the moment he saw the other boy, Fang Cheng could tell that there was something unique about Lin Yang and decided to follow Lin Yang all the way.
This session of new disciples from Tiannan City had already formed a small group with Lin Yang at the helm.
***
On another path, Mo Qingkuang, who was supposed to be lying in the coffin of the Mo family, was wearing black clothes and a black robe with a hat and a mask, sitting at a tea stall to rest.
This place is already hundreds of miles away from Tiannan City.
After the discussion in the secret room last night, Mo Shan immediately took action. Taking advantage of the chaos, Mo Qingkuang climbed over the wall and set off at night, heading for the Central Plains.
The Tianhan Continent has only two great empires, and its territory is vast.
The journey from the Southern Province to the Central Plains requires a unicorn that travels a thousand miles a day to gallop non-stop for ten days to reach it.
The space formations between the various provinces were all controlled by the sects. If Mo Qingkuang wants to reach the Central Plains through the space formation, he will inevitably be discovered by the Yuan Sword Sect.
"Have you heard? A King's Tomb has appeared in the Qionghua Mountains on the outskirts of Xuannan City!" At a table not far from Mo Qingkuang, a few warriors were discussing in hushed voices.
Mo Qingkuang had reached the Martial Master realm, and his hearing and vision were far superior to before. Naturally, he could hear them clearly.
Xuannan City happened to be located near the route that Mo Qingkuang was taking to the Central Plains.
A king's tomb is the burial place of a fallen Martial King. The tomb is likely to be accompanied by the belongings of the Martial King during his lifetime.
In this Tianhan Continent, the Martial Emperor level is already the top of the world, and the higher Martial Saint level is almost nowhere to be seen.
In the world, the strongest combat power is generally the existence of Kings and Emperors.
In the Tianxuan Empire, those who have reached the Martial King level will be granted a nobility of the royal family and given a fiefdom. Such an existence is something that Mo Qingkuang can only dream of right now.
"Qingkuang, you have to explore this king's tomb," Mo Fan's voice suddenly rang out in Mo Qingkuang's heart.
Mo Qingkuang was overjoyed. The old ancestor was still by his side!
Last night, the ancestor had been silent, and no matter how he called out, there was no response. Mo Qingkuang even thought that Mo Fan had abandoned him.
In fact, his worry that Mo Fan might be dissatisfied with the infighting of the same clan was unnecessary.
Although Mo Fan was nominally the ancestor of the Mo family, he had no feelings for the Mo family. On the contrary, Lin Yang, who was the protagonist, was a character that he had spent a lot of effort to create.
Moreover, he also knew that the descendants who had been passed down for hundreds of years were so numerous. Some of them were even harmful to the group, and it was better to clear them out early. In this way, the Mo family would be more likely to rise.
He had been silent because he was thinking about how to proceed on the road ahead.
Would Mo Qingkuang's resurrection and Mo Shan's temporary abandonment of revenge disrupt his original plan?
In his original design, Mo Shan would lead the clan's experts to attack Lin Yang in full force. Lin Yang would escape in the midst of the battle and coincidentally encounter the king's tomb in the Qionghua Mountains, where he would have a fortuitous encounter.
Now, whether Lin Yang had safely returned to the Yuan Sword Sect with the Yuan Sword Sect team, he did not know.
Just now, after hearing someone talking about the king's tomb in the Qionghua Mountains, Mo Fan spoke up and suggested that Mo Qingkuang go to seize it.
On the one hand, the Qionghua Mountains' fortuitous encounters are indeed a great improvement for low-level martial artists like Mo Qingkuang. On the other hand, he also wanted to see if this butterfly would fan away the protagonist Lin Yang's first fortuitous encounter.
"Ancestor...?" Mo Qingkuang's heart was filled with nervousness.
"Don't be alarmed. Your father did a good job in the family, and you should learn from him." Mo Fan said indifferently. He knew that Mo Qingkuang was afraid that he would mind the matter of fratricide.
It seemed that the ancestor did not mind! Mo Qingkuang was slightly relieved.
He then asked, "Ancestor, that is the king's tomb. There must be many forces vying for it. With my meagre strength as a martial artist, how can I get a share?"
"Don't worry, I'm here. The royal family of the Central Plains is in decline, but a dying camel is bigger than a horse. Your insignificant cultivation is not even enough to add a drop of water to the sea. You need to add some chips." Mo Fan said.
"Okay, I'll listen to the ancestor." Mo Qingkuang nodded.
"Have you eaten and drunk enough? Find a place, and I'll dress you up for safety." Mo Fan said.
"Yes."
***
Ten days later, the flow of people gathering in the Qionghua Mountains, which had been in a state of uproar recently, reached its peak!
The Qionghua Mountains are located near the border between Southern Province and the Central Plains. The mountains are continuous, and from a bird's-eye view, they form a well-shaped pattern. In the middle, the mountains are cut off and surrounded by small basins. A few days ago, a landslide revealed the entrance to the king's tomb.
According to people who have investigated, it was the tomb of the 'Flower-Plucking King', Nianhua from a thousand years ago.
As a sixth-rank martial king, his Flower-Picking Finger and Falling Flower Palm shook the world!
These two earth-grade martial skills are the most precious treasures in this tomb!
Mo Fan knew that Lin Yang had obtained these two martial skills, and he had repeatedly defeated opponents with his weak strength in the Yuan Sword Sect, quickly becoming a personal disciple.
'Lin Yang, will you come? If you come, I will kill you, how about that?'
