You Will Regret It

Upon seeing Zheng Tao's somewhat appreciative attitude towards his ancestor, Mo Qingkuang felt somewhat relieved. 

He continued, "I also request the dean to lend a hand and help my Mo family relocate to the Capital. If I shatter the plans of the Yuan Sword Sect, my family will inevitably suffer severe consequences because of me!" 

Zheng Tao, upon hearing this, smiled and asked, "Are you saying you have absolute certainty to defeat Lin Yang?" 

"Yes!" Mo Qingkuang asserted firmly. 

In reality, he didn't have complete confidence; however, at this moment, he couldn't afford to show any hint of timidity. 

"Hehe, quite ambitious." Zheng Tao chuckled, "Even if you have complete confidence in defeating Lin Yang, I don't necessarily need you to take action." 

"You should know that I still have a fourth-rank expert who hasn't made a move yet. If I send that fourth-rank expert to face Lin Yang in the next round, eliminating him would be a breeze, wouldn't it?" Zheng Tao suggested. 

"No, it won't work. Lin Yang won't lose," Mo Qingkuang shook his head. 

Zheng Tao, amused, asked, "Are you saying that a fourth-rank expert can't defeat Lin Yang? He's just a second-rank martial master! There should be limits to challenging opponents of higher ranks." 

"He won't lose. Before encountering me, he wouldn't lose to anyone!" Mo Qingkuang looked into Zheng Tao's eyes with unwavering confidence. 

"Hahaha, are you saying that only you can defeat Lin Yang? No one else can?" Zheng Tao laughed. 

"Among the candidates in this martial arts assembly, only I have the possibility of defeating him!" Mo Qingkuang replied confidently, ignoring the sarcasm in Zheng Tao's tone. 

Zheng Tao showed a disappointed expression, looking deeply at him. He waved his hand and said, "You can go. It's good to be young and ambitious, but underestimating other people is a big mistake." 

"Dean, what about my family?" 

"Your family will be taken care of. In the next round, I will arrange for a fourth-rank martial master to face Lin Yang. I want to see for myself if this Lin Yang can hold on until he faces you!" Zheng Tao's face turned cold. 

Mo Qingkuang was a good seedling, but his arrogant and conceited temper was even worse than Chen Shi's, utterly disappointing Zheng Tao. 

Chen Shi had already failed, but even if Mo Qingkuang succeeded in this martial arts examination, with such an arrogant temperament, he didn't deserve to be Zheng Tao's disciple. 

"Dean!" 

"Don't say anything more. Go." Zheng Tao impatiently waved his sleeve, creating a light breeze that lifted Mo Qingkuang off the ground and tossed him out of the gate, causing him to fall to the ground. 

The door automatically closed, seemingly indicating that Zheng Tao didn't want to see him. 

Mo Qingkuang's face looked extremely unpleasant. Zheng Tao hadn't agreed to relocate the Mo family to the Capital, causing him great concern. 

A casual remark like 'take care' made it hard for him to feel at ease. 

He yelled towards the closed door, "Dean Tao! You will regret this!" 

Inside the room, there was silence, as if no one was there. 

"Let's go. After tomorrow's fight, he himself will come looking for you." Mo Fan, however, was not worried and nonchalantly consoled him. 

"But what if Lin Yang really loses to that fourth-rank martial master?" Mo Qingkuang still had some worries. 

He had no direct concept of Lin Yang's strength. He had only heard from his ancestor that no one could defeat Lin Yang except for him. 

He wondered if his ancestor valued Lin Yang too much or wanted to build his confidence through Lin Yang. After all, his opponent was a fourth-rank martial master, and he wasn't entirely certain of Lin Yang's victory. 

"Don't worry, except for you, no one else can defeat him! Even if it's you, he might not necessarily lose," Mo Fan reassured calmly. 

The original plot unfolded with Lin Yang defeating a fourth-rank martial master across ranks and becoming the champion of the martial arts examination. Mo Fan believed that in this life too, this chosen one, the author's 'beloved creation,' wouldn't disappoint him, the 'author.' 

With absolute trust in Mo Fan, Mo Qingkuang slowly left Zheng Tao's residence and headed towards the Misty Rain Villa. 

Not long after Mo Qingkuang left, a middle-aged man in black robes suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Tao. "Couldn't reach an agreement?" 

Zheng Tao's expression was somewhat unpleasant, and he sighed. "His youthful arrogance needs to be tempered." 

"What about tomorrow?" the middle-aged man asked. 

"Tian Sheng should have recovered by now, right? Send him. I don't believe that Lin Yang can handle a fourth-rank martial master!" 

"Understood." 

*** 

When Mo Qingkuang returned to the Misty Rain Villa, he found that Han Yan'er and Gu Hongyi were not present. Only Tang Yu sat in the hall, waiting. 

Upon seeing Mo Qingkuang return, Tang Yu immediately walked up to him. "How did it go with Dean Tao? Did he agree to let you face Lin Yang tomorrow?" 

Mo Qingkuang shook his head and sighed. "He didn't agree. He said he would arrange a fourth-rank expert to deal with Lin Yang." 

Tang Yu was delighted to hear this, patting Mo Qingkuang on the shoulder. "That's even better. With a fourth-rank expert in the mix, victory is almost certain. Lin Yang won't be able to stir up any trouble, and you'll have a chance to become the Dean's direct disciple." 

Mo Qingkuang, lacking enthusiasm, replied, "Maybe." 

Tang Yu, noticing Mo Qingkuang's low spirits, comforted him, "The Dean is not letting you face Lin Yang to protect you. Even Chen Shi lost; facing him might not bring any advantage. Let the fourth-rank expert deal with him. You'll lie down and win the title of Martial Arts Champion, also gaining a famous teacher. Isn't that wonderful?" 

Mo Qingkuang shook his head, not feeling particularly happy. "Lin Yang won't lose." 

"You think a fourth-rank expert can't deal with Lin Yang? Do you consider him a god?" Tang Yu was shocked by Mo Qingkuang's words. 

Raising her hand, he touched Mo Qingkuang's forehead. "Are you going crazy? Did Dean Tao scold you?" 

"I'm not joking!" Mo Qingkuang brushed away Tang Yu's hand unkindly. "Forget it, let's not talk about this. We'll know tomorrow." 

"By the way, how's Chen Shi?" Mo Qingkuang asked. 

He had no favourable impression of Chen Shi, but he felt a deep sense of identification. How similar was their experience? Both faced Lin Yang, both were forced to use methods beyond their limits, and both ultimately suffered a devastating defeat. 

"Chen Shi, sigh…" Tang Yu couldn't help but sigh when mentioning Chen Shi. "Chen Shi was taken to Headmaster Fu for treatment. He's the younger brother of Chen Kong, and Headmaster Fu once intended to take him as a disciple. He cares a lot about him." 

"The best doctors in the Capital have come, and Ninth Princess and Gu Hongyi are accompanying him. I heard that, considering Chen Kong and Headmaster Fu's faces, the palace even sent imperial physicians and alchemists for consultation." 

"Can he survive?" Mo Qingkuang asked. 

"That... is still unclear." Tang Yu had been waiting at Misty Rain Villa and didn't know the current situation. 

Just then, a crisp and slightly tired voice came from the door. "He's alive, but his hand is crippled. Using elixirs compensated for the damage to his aptitude, but it still has a significant impact. Chen Shi might not be considered a genius in the future anymore." 

It was Gu Hongyi, accompanied by the Ninth Princess Han Yan'er. 

"He is alive? That's enough," Mo Qingkuang nodded. 

When he was seriously injured before, there was no doctor to rely on. If it weren't for the mysterious appearance of his ancestor, Mo Fan, he might have been long gone. 

"Lin Yang won't have an easy time either! Brother Chen Kong knows about Chen Shi's situation and has already gone to find him! " said Gu Hongyi with a cold tone.

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