The Eternal Soaring Sword

Chapter 21 - Betting on the fight

“The strong are respected, simple as that. Mo Longjie, you better hand over the child, then we will deal with how you stole the Blue Moon Grass separately. ” Xiao Yi revealed a smile full of disdain and his eyes were ferocious. "Let's see how I'm gonna deal with this kid today."

At this moment, Zhao Jiuge was completely calm on the surface, but in his heart, he was a little panicked. This was the first time he had faced something like this, and only now did he realize how important that power was.

Mo Longjie was originally calm, but his face slowly became ugly. If someone really hurt someone from the Mo family like this, then it would be tantamount to slapping him in the face. “Did the Xiaomu family really think you were special because someone entered the Flowing Cloud Sect? My Mo family has been suppressing your Xiao family for many years, and we can continue to do so!

“Hehe, this time, the problem will not be solved easily. Either hand over the boy and the Blue Moon Grass, or wait for the Xiaoku family to start a war, ” Xiao Yi said in a cold and gloomy tone.

Mo Longjie saw how Xiao Yi had steeled his heart as if he had something to rely on. However, seeing how everyone was observing and talking about it, he said, “There is no need to wait to start the battle. Better do it now than later because everyone is already here. ” After he finished speaking, he gathered his spirit power and his aura became stronger.

A killing intent appeared in Zheng Jie's eyes, and he stepped forward like a ferocious beast ready to hunt. His entire body tensed up as he stared at the other side, ready to fight at that very instant.

After hearing Mo Longjie's words, the smile on Xiao Yi's face slowly disappeared and his face became somewhat ugly. He did not think Mo Lingjie would be so brave and dare to fight without worrying about the consequences of war in the presence of so many people. He originally only wanted to make Mo Longjie look bad and wait until next month, when his eldest son returned from the Flowing Cloud Sect, to destroy the Mo family. He did not expect to jump on the tiger and could not go down.

Xiao Yi was considering the matter in his heart with an ugly expression when he saw Zheng Jie's arrogant actions. He could not help but become angry. “You think only Momu's family knows how to spend resources to cultivate a commander like Zheng Jie? That our Xiao family can't afford it?” Xiao Yi gave a cold snort and thought of a method.

“With so many people here, I won't waste time talking nonsense with you. A month from today, you and I will bring three people to enter the contest with a little bet. What do you think?" A smile appeared on Xiao Yi's face as he stared at Mo Longjie provocatively.

After a slight hesitation, Mo Longjie replied with determination, “Oke! No matter what the stakes are, my Mo family will accept it. We will meet in the suburbs of Dong Yang.” 

Xiao Yi was filled with excitement when Mo Longjie agreed easily, but he did not show it on the surface. “5,000 spirit stones, three precious treasures, and the families that were lost were unable to intervene in any business within a few tens of kilometers of Dong Yang City. How?”

After hearing Xiao Yi's words, everyone present was shocked. 5,000 spirit stones and three precious treasures were numerous, but with the foundation of these two families, it would only hurt them. However, the latter is much more serious. Right now, in Dong Yang City, no matter what business, the Mo family was the head above the Xiao family.

This time, Xiao Yi had proposed that the losers could no longer intervene in any business in Dong Yang City. This means that it is a life and death bet. Some people gradually realized that change was coming to Dong Yang City.

After Mo Longjie heard Xiao Yi's words, his pupils suddenly shrank. He knew that the other party was conspiring against him, but he had to accept it. With many people watching this, if he did not dare to accept, then the Mo family would not have any face left in Dong Yang City. “Good, we will meet in one month. I want to see what your Xiao family must be so arrogant! ”

“Hehe, you'll know later. Promise of a man, not to mention there are so many people here watching. Brother Mo, we will meet in the suburbs of Dong Yang.” Xiao Yi laughed and waved his hand. Xiao Zhan and the entire Xiao family left the alley.

Xiao Yi was the last to leave, but before he left, he turned towards Zhao Jiuge. "Well, I'll let you live for another month." His eyes were gloomy and filled with killing intent. Zhao Jiuge said nothing; he had calmed down. Although Zhao Jiuge was humble and kind-hearted, he always had his own pride. He didn't want to cause trouble, but he wasn't afraid either.

Seeing the Xiao family members leave arrogantly, Mo Longjie had a grim expression and left with the people from the Mo family. Now that both sides had left, the tense atmosphere disappeared and the alley returned to normal.

However, the rogue cultivators and small cultivators around him were filled with excitement. The bet between the Xiao and Mo families was a once in a century event that would determine the fate of the two great families. They all look forward to the results in a month. Soon, the news slowly spread throughout Dong Yang City.

Late at night, the great hall of the Mo family.

Mo Longjie, Old Mo, and the other Mo family members were here. Other than Old Yao and Zheng Jie, there was also a skinny old man that Zhao Jiuge had never seen before here.

Mo Longjie's expression was serious. “Xiao Yi must be ready. My guess is that he is relying on the fact that his eldest son, Xiao Yun, is now part of the Flowing Cloud Sect. Even small sects do not generally care about the secular world.” After pausing for a while, Mo Longjie looked at Zhao Jiuge and said, “Even if the Flowing Cloud Sect sends people, they should not be too strong. Me and Old Mo will handle the first two, I will hand the third to you, Jiuge. ”

As Mo Longjie's voice echoed, everyone in the hall looked towards Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge looked at Mo Longjie with his mouth slightly open and hesitated. He wanted to ask if he could do it. After all, it would affect the future of the Mo family. However, upon seeing Mo Longjie's eyes, he suddenly changed his mind and nodded. "Uncle Mo, rest assured, I will do my best." After which, he revealed a faint smile.

The people in the hall did not say more because of Mo Longjie who spoke, but with Zhao Jiuge's simple answer, an expression of doubt, disgust, and worry was directed towards Zhao Jiuge.

The only person who did not see Zhao Jiuge was Zheng Jie. When he did not hear his own name from the head of the family, he was shocked. Before Zhao Jiuge came, whenever there was something that needed to be done, he was called. Zheng Jie's expression was somewhat unnatural and she looked at Zhao Jiuge with jealousy. His chest rose up and down slightly as his face reddened.

“OK, in two days Old Mo and I will be cultivating with the door closed. This month, all of you are going out less often and are not looking for trouble with the Xiao family. ” After calming down the atmosphere, Mo Longjie smiled at Zhao Jiuge “Jiuge, you don't need to force yourself, it all depends on your own efforts. Okay, everybody can go. ”

Mo Longjie let out a soft sigh and took the lead to leave the hall. Zhao Jiuge watched Mo Longjie leave and saw how he was no longer as carefree as in hall — he looked like he was years old in an instant. Zhao Jiuge was someone who cared about people who were kind to him. He thought about how Uncle Mo treated him and he secretly decided that he would win this fight.

The other people slowly walked out of the hall, and some people were still talking about the matter of the list. Only Zheng Jie had a grim expression as she looked at Zhao Jiuge's back. He became even more furious as he quietly made a decision in his heart.

Mo Linger caught up with Zhao Jiuge. “Sister Jiuge, can you accompany me on my shopping trip tomorrow? I haven't been out in a long time. After tomorrow, I have to cultivate properly so that I can share the burden of my father.” He is no longer as lively as he once was.

Initially, Zhao Jiuge would refuse because he wanted to cultivate properly, but then he saw that the girl was not the same. It was as if he had grown in a day. His eyes were filled with worry, his soft brows were slightly wrinkled, and his snow-white face was filled with unhappiness. Zhao Jiuge reached out and rubbed Mo Linger's hair. “Alright, I will accompany you tomorrow. Come wake me up in the morning, I will go cultivating.” Zhao Jiuge sighed in his heart. He had always treated Mo Linger like a little sister. He can't stay here long.

He didn't seem to expect Zhao Jiuge to agree so easily. His mouth opened in surprise and he looked a bit lost. Then he regained his senses and revealed a happy smile as he nodded.