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Chapter 43 - The Mo Patriarch

Madlenkosi's body sank as his feet pressed against the ground, launching him towards the two outer sect disciples like a ferocious beast.

A lone black dragon shadow overlapped with him as he moved, leaving the others in shock.

Startled but not slow a disciple swung his bone blade at his head, he made a claw as he swiped towards it knocking the bone blade flying as it stabbed into a nearby wall.

A claw gripped the disciple's head as it squeezed, crushing the skull as blood and flesh oozed from between the fingers.

Holding the limp disciple was Madlenkosi as be turn to start at the other disciple...

Yuan Bo was frightened by the vast increase in Madlenkosi's strength, even though that disciple wasn't Madlenkosi's match, he definitely shouldn't be finished so easily but now he collapsed within a single blow.

Yuan Bo leaned slightly in preparation to join the next disciple but before he could move he saw a shadow launching itself at the disciple!

Madlenkosi approach was full of savagery as he pounced, the black dragon overlapped with him as its claw mirrored his claw move as he swatted down.

'White Dragon Moves The Sky!'

The disciple was shredded as he screamed, blood, flesh, and entrails splattered everywhere, even covering Madlenkosi as a brutal and savage aura began to build around him, his eyes turned scarlet as the killing aura rose around him, giving his body a scarlet luster.

The Baobab inscription on his heart and the one in his dantian began to pulse as they seemed to share an intricate connection.

Song Jiuge and Li BiHua were in shock as to how easy it was for Madlenkosi to break through to the Foundation Building Realm, not realizing it only seemed easy due to his body being so strong that it could calmly take the contracting of his dantian without much pain.

As they protected Miss Mo, her eyes were sparkling as she watched Madlenkosi fighting in an unbelievably heroic fashion.

Destroying all who wanted to lay their hands on her, her heart thumped so loudly her face flushed.

Her watery eyes and pink tinted cheeks showing her excitement as well as another emotion that seemed to be growing larger in her heart.

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'Dragon Swims Everywhere!'

Madlenkosi leaped towards Yuan Bo as he punched outwards!

'Advent of the Overlord!'

The sheer power behind the blow bore down on Yuan Bo as he forced all his Qi into his blade as he sought to defend himself.

As the dark gray murky Qi coated the red bone blade, he tried to parry but the force slammed into him regardless of how he tried, blasting him flying as he slammed through a few walls.

Due to the damage and fighting, more and more people came to see what's going on.

" Hey isn't that young lady Mo?" One bystander said.

"Old Ji, hush can't you see those people are fighting the bone blade disciples!?" He placed his hand over old Ji's mouth as he placed his fingers on his lips, "Shhhh, if you want to die, die on your own, don't drag me with you!"

Old Ji now noticed the people in the conflict as did many others. Being able to piece together the situation with Miss Mo being protected, they realized it must be the work of that little Lust Ghost, Hong Hai.

Some in the crowd were indignant as they thought, "How dare he go after the illustrious daughter of our city!"

While others were in schadenfreude at the Mo family's luck.

In the corner, a young boy with a tan complexion looked at the fight and turn and ran. Making his way through various streets and alleys to try and throw off pursuers, he ran right up to the Mo family gates.

After showing his familial jade token, he was permitted entry as he ran to the Patriarch.

"Grandfather! Grandfather! That Lust Ghost is going after Li'er! She's within the city and I don't know who they are but a group of cultivators is protecting her from the bone blade disciples!"

The Patriarch's mustache and beard flowed without wind and his clothes fluttered.

The temperature of the room spiked tongues of flames scorched the surroundings!

Black Flames burst from around his body as a heavy pressure bore down on everything which was within its range, leaving many in the family laying flat on the floor.

"How! Dare! They!" The Patriarch is also known as Mo Zhejiang was a well-known Spirit Level Blacksmith as well as an 8th Layer Violet Mortal Core Realm cultivator!

Due to him cultivating a fire attributed cultivation technique as well as body cultivation manual, namely the Peak Earth Rank Brahma Qi Cultivation Technique and the Peak Earth Rank Nirvanic Tempering Technique, his temper has always been short and normally the bone blade sect would stay out of his business, but this time they stepped way over his bottom line.

The Bone Blade Sect Master was also a Violet Mortal Core Realm cultivator, though he was at the 9th Layer, because of his Thunder Fire Spear and Fire Wyvern Armor, neither had been able to defeat the other, though he normally has the upper hand...

Patriarch Mo always doted on this granddaughter of his due to her innate talent for blacksmithing.

He knew that if given enough time she'd eventually surpass him due to her having a natural flame attributed spiritual body, namely the Samadhi Flame Physique.

She was even more talented when it came towards flames than even him but due to him teaching her blacksmithing over the years, her cultivation level fell behind slightly. Though she could make up for this by focusing on both of the techniques that he taught her, he never expected that before he could fully guide her, someone wanted to lay their hands on her!

Fuming as he stood, " Gather the others, we're going to show the bone blade sect what happens when they touch what they shouldn't."

The family began to arm themselves as they moved out in formation like a well-trained army completely covered in deep red armor. Their full strength was on show as residents of the city were struck dumb in fear as they ran inside their houses to shut every door, window, and crevice...

A war was about to happen and no one wanted to end up as collateral damage...