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Although there were many grievances against Huang Shixiong, Ling Mo Xie understood the importance of the situation. After glancing at Dragon Snake Grass, it was indeed as Izumo King had said; with a single Detection Skill, he confirmed its identity and decided not to entangle himself further with Huang Shixiong.
Turning to Nan Jianjun, he said, "Sword Lord, you are going back to the Sect with them, right? I have matters to attend to as well, so let's part ways here!"
"Alright! Take care. After I achieve my goals, I will return to fulfill the promise I made back then!" Nan Jianjun nodded and said calmly.
Ling Mo Xie paused for a moment, remembering that Nan Jianjun had said if he saved his Mother, he would be at his command. He quickly waved his hand and said, "No need for that; just focus on your cultivation!"
After saying this, he waved goodbye to Nan Jianjun and prepared to leave with Hong Chi.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, Huang Shixiong, who had been silent until now, suddenly narrowed his eyes and spoke up, "Wait!"
"What now?" Ling Mo Xie felt displeased with Huang Shixiong and naturally did not have a good tone. He impatiently turned to him and smirked, continuing, "Oh? Are you reluctant to part with us? I didn't expect Huang Shixiong to actually think highly of us!"
"Hmph!" Huang Shixiong coldly glanced at Ling Mo Xie and snorted, saying, "All you know is how to talk slickly. Someone like you really doesn't know how you've survived until today."
"My Xianjian Sect is a Hidden Sect; naturally, we must erase your memories! After all, someone like you will probably never have another chance to encounter a Sect of this level again. Just consider it a dream!"
After saying this, Huang Shixiong laughed and waved his hand at the Sword Cultivators behind him. One of the Sword Cultivators stepped forward towards Ling Mo Xie.
Seeing this situation, Nan Jianjun frowned and looked at Huang Shixiong coldly, saying, "What are you doing? Using memory-erasing spells can affect the Soul."
Huang Shixiong remained unfazed by Nan Jianjun's words; he merely glanced at him indifferently and replied, "Such spells are naturally not something we would dare use on ourselves. But what do we care about them? Our Xianjian Sect has not emerged for three thousand years; we cannot allow these two brats to ruin our rules."
After finishing his words, he signaled the Sword Cultivator to proceed with the memory-erasing spell on Ling Mo Xie.
Nan Jianjun glanced at Ling Mo Xie and then at Senior Brother Huang, saying, "Even if they know, it’s not a big deal, right? Moreover..."
Before Nan Jianjun could finish, Senior Brother Huang sneered and said, "Even if this matter reaches the Sect Master, I still have my reasons. Sorry, Nan Junior Brother!"
Ling Mo Xie watched as the sword cultivator approached him leisurely. He walked slowly, seemingly trying to exert psychological pressure on Ling Mo Xie.
At present, Ling Mo Xie's cultivation was no match for them, leaving him with no power to resist. It seemed that Nan Jianjun also had no say in this matter.
Ling Mo Xie looked at Senior Brother Huang. Would it cause harm to the soul? The soul, then...
At this thought, a glint flashed in Ling Mo Xie's eyes. He grabbed Nan Jianjun, who was still trying to persuade Senior Brother Huang, and said, "Enough! Since that's the case, I don't want to disrupt your sect's rules. Let him come!"
"But..." Hearing Ling Mo Xie say this, Nan Jianjun became anxious, thinking that Ling Mo Xie didn't understand the severity of the spell and was about to explain when the sword cultivator had already reached Ling Mo Xie's front and glanced at Nan Jianjun. "Step aside, Nan Junior Brother!"
"Haha! I didn't expect you to be so agreeable. Nan Junior Brother, he has already consented; why do you insist? Step aside!" Senior Brother Huang laughed heartily.
The sword cultivator then channeled his spiritual energy, a swirl of white light enveloping his hand as it approached Ling Mo Xie.
This sword cultivator was also at the Divine Sense Realm. The pressure from his sword intent made Ling Mo Xie fall into a state of paralysis due to the System's influence, leaving him unable to move as he could only watch the light descend toward his head.
Ling Mo Xie instinctively closed his eyes and continuously prayed in his heart: Please don’t let this be a mistake; I really don’t want to experience the feeling of losing my memory.
Just as Ling Mo Xie's thoughts were racing, a sound finally reached his ears: "Ding! External forces attempting to modify data detected... Activating automatic defense System... Defense successful!"
"Ha!" Ling Mo Xie let out a long breath. Fortunately, it worked, but modifying data? Is his memory also data?
At this moment, the Sword Cultivator was also looking at the white light emitted from the spell in his hand, which had completely entered Ling Mo Xie's mind. He smiled with satisfaction, nodded, and turned to look at Hong Chi.
Ling Mo Xie quietly opened his eyes to take a look. With a quick roll of his eyes, he fell directly to the ground, secretly paying attention to the movements outside.
After all, he had never heard of a spell that modifies memories and didn't know what would happen if memories were altered. It was safer to pretend to faint.
"Boss!" Hong Chi shouted at Ling Mo Xie as he saw him fall. He looked at the Sword Cultivator, who now had white light appearing in his hands again, seemingly wanting to erase Hong Chi's memory!
"Hmph! How despicable! You guys aren't hiding anything; what secrets do you have? You want to erase my memory? Dream on!" Hong Chi said angrily, baring his teeth.
Ling Mo Xie sighed. Oh dear, this little troublemaker should just let them erase it. After all, with the System around, they wouldn't succeed anyway. Can't he see the situation clearly?
After Hong Chi finished speaking, he transformed into a ball of flames and disappeared in front of the Sword Cultivator. Unbeknownst to him, he flew above the cave, still in the form of flames, and proudly said, "Hmph! Come and try to erase me! I want to see if you can catch me, you idiot!"
"What?" The Sword Cultivator was startled by the sudden change before him and looked towards the flames following the sound. "How is this possible? I clearly suppressed this brat with my sword intent!"
Huang Shixiong frowned at this situation and snorted coldly. A Sword Light shot towards Hong Chi.
"Hehe! I'll dodge again..." Before Hong Chi could finish his sentence, he saw that the Sword Light was incredibly fast and had already reached him. It emitted an aura as cold as ancient ice and instantly froze the flames that Hong Chi had transformed into. The flickering flames ceased their movement and were encased in a thick layer of ice, falling to the ground.
"Hmph! You overestimate yourselves! If it weren't for Nan Shidi's face, how could you two still be alive?" Huang Shixiong said coldly as he looked at the fallen flames encased in ice.
The Sword Cultivator coldly laughed and walked over, waving his hand, the ice block containing Hong Chi flew into his grasp. "You should obediently let me erase your memories!"
After saying that, the white light in his hand directly enveloped the ice block.
At this moment, Ling Mo Xie heard the System's notification again by his ear, which made him feel relieved. Fortunately, Hong Chi was currently under the protection of the System.
"Clang!" The ice block was thrown directly to the ground by the Sword Cultivator. He cupped his fists and said to Huang Shixiong, "Senior Brother, I have erased their memories. They will definitely not recall anything about the Xianjian Sect."
"Hmm, considering Nan Shidi's face, it's really too lenient for them. They even got to exchange for Dragon Snake Grass. If it weren't for the fact that this Dragon Snake Grass is of no use to me, I wouldn't have let them off so easily. Let's go!"
Huang Shixiong nodded and said disdainfully.
All the Sword Cultivators nodded in agreement, riding their Flying Swords and following Huang Shixiong away.
Nan Jianjun was among them, but his cold expression became even more severe as he looked at Huang Shixiong. It seemed he had been too accommodating within the sect; as the Sect Leader's closed-door disciple, he couldn't even protect his benefactor!
Even with a noble status, it appeared that it still needed to be built upon strong power. He decided to enter seclusion when he returned!
Meanwhile, in the cave, Ling Mo Xie stretched lazily and sat up, looking at the ice block that had been tossed aside. "Hong Chi, are you okay? Why can't you see the situation clearly? In this kind of situation, you should just pretend to cooperate!"
"Boss? My memories haven't disappeared? Boss, what on earth is going on?" Hong Chi couldn't directly hear the System's notifications, so he didn't know what was happening.
Ling Mo Xie didn't know how to explain the System to Hong Chi either and could only laugh it off. "Ah, maybe his spell failed?"
"Crack, crack!" The ice block, which had lost the magical infusion from Huang Shixiong, was easily broken by Hong Chi, who transformed into flames and took human form.
"Bah, bah, bah! What bad luck, to be caught so easily! It's really infuriating! I feel like beating that Huang Shixiong so badly that his mother wouldn't recognize him!" Hong Chi stood at the cave entrance, cursing at the horizon where no figure could be seen.
"Alright, remember this, Xianjian Sect. Sooner or later, we will pay them a visit!" Ling Mo Xie smiled and patted Hong Chi on the head.
"Definitely!" Hong Chi waved his little fists and said firmly, clearly feeling frustrated by what Huang Shixiong had done.
"Then let's find a city to rest for the night and take Xiao Peng back to Izumo Kingdom tomorrow!" Ling Mo Xie said as he looked down at Hong Chi and flew out of the cave, with Hong Chi quickly following.
Based on their memories of the way they came, the two soon found a city. At this time, sounds of revelry from taverns could still be heard, and bright lights flickered; it seemed the night was still young.
Fortunately, this was a city of cultivators, where everyone had some level of cultivation. The doors were not locked at night, allowing them to enter the city.
After finding a restaurant to stay in, a young man hurriedly arrived at a luxurious courtyard in the city: "Sir, the person you asked us to find has entered the city!"
"Oh? Then go bring Liu Gongzi here!" A voice responded from within the courtyard. Strangely enough, although it was clear what was said, it was impossible to tell whether the voice belonged to a man or woman, old or young.
"Ling Mo Xie... Liu Wanshan... Sigh, last time's incident has already drawn her attention. We must not make too much noise; let's see if Liu Wanshan is worth using!"
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