Xianxia: My Disciples are Insane!

"Yun 'er... What are you talking about?"

Mo Wu's voice was trembling. As a god, he suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

His favorite grandson, who was usually extremely respectful, actually secretly invited the supreme elder of the Inner Demon Sect?

What did he want to do?

What did he dare to do!

Mo Wu was a little flustered. He was a one-track-minded person who was accustomed to using force to solve problems.

His figure was like lightning as he rushed in front of Mo Yun and grabbed his collar.

"What did you do behind my back?!"

Mo Wu's expression was angry and panicked. He felt that the situation had gone beyond his control.

Mo Wen began to cower like a turtle, remaining silent at the side.

The eldest brother, Mo Xue, continued to look around, looking for traces of the Inner Demon Grand Elder.

Mo Yun's expression was the opposite of theirs.

Wanton and crazy.

"Where is he... he is in the bottom of your heart! My good grandfather, why don't you try circulating your cultivation technique?"

Mo Wu's eyes were filled with terror. He had pushed all the way to the godly spirit realm and he had encountered all sorts of situations. If it was not for Mo Yun's words...

He had only been plotted against by someone. He had been plotted against countless times from the Qi Cultivation Realm to the Godly Spirit Realm. He had cultivated all the way until today.

There was not the slightest bit of fear in his heart, even if that person was the supreme elder of the Inner Demon Sect.

Even if he was still in the dark and did not show himself.

Mo Wu's heart did not feel the slightest bit of panic because of him.

On the contrary, it was his grandson, who had always been respectful and filial, who had frightened him.

Was he alone? He was usually so respectful, gentle, and filial.

He did not look like the same person at all.

It must have something to do with the Inner Demon Sect.

Mo Wu said coldly, "Zhao Nan, what did you do to my grandson?"

The cultivation techniques of the Inner Demon Sect were all ways to play with people's hearts. Mo Wu guessed that his grandson's condition must have something to do with this demon sect.

Mo Wu knew that the supreme elder of the Inner Demon Sect, Zhao Nan, was nearby.

He hid somewhere and secretly looked at Mo Yun.

When Mo Yun heard his grandfather's words, he was grabbed by his collar. He did not panic and laughed maniacally, "What are you saying? My good grandfather, he didn't do anything!"

After saying that, he laughed willfully again.

Mo Wu did not speak. His eyes were lowered and he was silent.

Ye Changge was also listening to Mo Ling's thoughts. He knew that there might be people from the Inner Demon Sect lying in wait. Moreover, Mo Ling would be fine for the time being, so he planned to lie in wait for a while.

He would wait and see.

The first one who could not hold back was the smartest and weakest of the three brothers.

After checking that his body was not invaded by other things or techniques, he quietly circulated his cultivation and released a large-scale detection ability.

The moment he activated the skill, his elder, Mo Xue, felt his heart palpitate.

It was as if something had broken out of the flesh of his heart and sprouted a small seedling.

After sensing that something was wrong, Mo Xue wanted to stop the ability, but he realized that he could not stop it at all.

The detection continued, and his cultivation was getting lower and lower.

With every cycle, a portion of his strength would be drained.

The seed that broke out grew vigorously, and Mo Xue's cultivation level continued to decline.

Until the spiritual energy in his body was completely squeezed dry.

The seed had also completely grown into a towering tree, and its branches covered his entire body.

He had completely lost the ability to control his body, and could not move at all.

He could not even move his eyes for a moment.

Mo Wu glanced at him and said softly, "The heart devil seed uses thoughts as its seed, and spirit as its food. After it grows up, the enemy will lose the ability to move."

"Second brother, don't use spiritual power from now on."

Mo Wu ordered slowly and then gave Mo Yun a hard slap.

He did not use his cultivation, or else Mo Yun would have been slapped half to death.

But he was also beaten into a sorry state.

A bright red palm print appeared on his handsome face, and his neat hair had already become a tousled mess down his back.

"Mo Yun, you disappoint me too much."

Mo Wu looked at Mo Yun with extreme disappointment. Mo Xue had already been plotted against by the Inner Demon Sect's elusive secret technique.

In that case, the matter of Mo Yun colluding with the Inner Demon Sect's supreme elder could be said to be a done deal.

Traitor.

Mo Wu's entire life was purely focused on cultivation. What he hated the most was traitors.

And they were his own close relatives.

"Mo Yun, I will ask you one last time. Why?"

Mo Wu's calm eyes were full of expectation.

He hoped that his grandson was not a traitor, or that their cooperation had been a deception.

Or perhaps there was some other reason. In short, he hoped that a miracle would happen.

Mo Yun spat disdainfully and said coldly, "Of course I invited him. Without outsiders' help, how can I kill you old geezers?"

A bunch of old geezers, yet they still had not died.

They would rather let Mo Xue, who did not have much talent, cultivate here for a hundred years and forcefully grind his way to the godly spirit realm.

They were not willing to let him, who had better talent, enter to cultivate.

Otherwise, how could they still linger in the Entry Saint Realm?

They had been here for hundreds of years with the three old geezers. Not only did they not receive much resources from the upper realms, they also didn't receive much of anything.

Even with the rich spiritual energy here, he could not come in and cultivate.

Usually, these few old men would just lie down and cultivate, not caring about all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Not only would it slow down his cultivation progress, he would also be picked on by them after finishing it.

He could not have a temper, and he had to be very respectful to them every day.

Mo Yun could not stand it anymore.

So what if he was a traitor?

As long as he could stop carrying the burden of these three old men's parasitic existence.

It did not matter what he did.

Mo Wu was very disappointed and said coldly, "Zhao Nan, you dare to touch our Devil Fiend Sect's things?

What? Your sect master has grown wings?"

All of a sudden, Mo Wu felt that there were other people's spiritual energies around him and said in unison, "So what? Just take it. You are just a branch of the Devil Fiend Sect. Haven't you started a war with us yet?"

The voices were male, female, old, and young. It was like a demonic sound pouring into one's head, giving one a headache.

Mo Wu, who had powerful divine senses, did not care about this. He continued to speak in front of Mo Yun, "Then you are mistaken. This is something our sect master specifically asked for. If you dare to take it, you will be offending the strongest Devil Fiend Sect ever!"

"Tsk, who doesn't know how to brag? And the strongest devil sect? Have you asked our Inner Devil Sect?"

Zhao Nan said disdainfully.

He was very confident and was not afraid of Mo Wu's threat at all.

However, he did not reveal his figure and continued to hide in the dark.

He waited for the opportunity.

Since there was a mole, he naturally obtained information on the Human Mountain Seal's maturity time.

He was waiting for the supreme treasure to fully mature.

When that time came, Mo Wu would definitely spend his energy to collect the supreme treasure. He only needed to launch a sneak attack.

In any case, if he could get the Human Mountain Seal, then it would be a definite win.

If he could not get it, then it didn't matter. Anyway, with Mo Ling backing him up, he would not lose anything this time.

No matter what.

But they seemed to have forgotten why Mo Ling had inexplicably chosen run back.