The atmosphere buzzed with excitement as people exchanged greetings and conversations, the air filled with laughter and murmurs of anticipation. Then, suddenly—
BWAHHHH!
The piercing sound of a trumpet echoed through the sect grounds, loud and commanding. It silenced the chatter instantly, drawing every gaze toward the grand entrance. The signal was unmistakable. The patriarch had arrived.
A powerful aura washed over the gathered crowd, sending shivers down spines. The air felt heavier, denser, as if the entire world had tilted in his favour. Jin Mo turned toward the entrance, and the moment his eyes landed on the approaching figure, he knew—without a doubt—this was his father.
Patriarch Kian Mo.
The man walking toward them wasn't just strong; he was a force of nature. His mere presence felt overwhelming, like a slumbering beast had awakened. Every step he took was measured and deliberate, his stride exuding the power and confidence of a king returning to his throne. His build was as solid as a mountain, muscles honed through years of battle and discipline. His gaze, sharp and piercing, swept across the crowd, yet he spoke no words. The silence following his arrival was more deafening than any sound.
Jin Mo felt an inexplicable sense of pride and awe. This was his father—the man who ruled the Mo Clan with unwavering authority. And yet, standing before such might, Jin Mo couldn't help but feel how vast the gap was between them. At his current strength, he wouldn't even be able to touch a strand of his father's hair in combat. The realization struck deep.
Behind Kian Mo, two men followed closely. Their movements were precise, disciplined, and filled with hidden power. They weren't just guards—they were warriors of extraordinary skill, standing as his father's silent shadows.
Jin Mo's curiosity got the better of him, and before he could stop himself, he activated Soul Perception.
Status:
Name: Kian Mo
Level: ???
Race: Human
Class: Patriarch of the Mo Clan
Body: ???
Realm: ???
Titles: Lord of the Mo Clan, The White Tiger Overlord, Unshaken Guardian (+21 more)
Health: ???
Qi: ???
Stats:
Stamina (STA): ???
Qi (QI): ???
Strength (STR): ???
Agility (AGI): ???
Vitality (VIT): ???
Intelligence (INT): ???
Perception (PER): ???
Luck (LCK): ???
Abilities:
Active Abilities: ???
Passive Abilities: ???
Unique Abilities: ???
Ding!
Skill Soul Perception leveled up!
Rewards: Soul Perception (6 stars)
Jin Mo barely had time to process the information when his father's gaze snapped toward him. Their eyes locked.
For three seconds, Jin Mo felt as if he was standing before an unstoppable force. His breath hitched, his muscles tensed. Did his father realize he had used a skill on him? It felt like Kian Mo could see through him, dissecting his very soul with just his gaze.
Then, just as suddenly, his father shifted his attention elsewhere and continued his walk toward the sect hall, unfazed and uninterested in the greetings of the crowd.
Jin Mo exhaled, realizing he had been holding his breath.
Panicked, he immediately called out to Nyx in his mind.
Jin Mo: Hey, Nyx, can someone detect when I use Soul Perception?
Nyx: No, it's nearly impossible to notice.
Jin Mo: Then why did my father look directly at me when I used it? It was almost as if he sensed it.
Nyx: Hmm... if that's the case, he likely noticed your Qi fluctuations. Your father must be extraordinarily powerful. I'd guess he's at least above the Spirit Realm. Right now, because you're still weak, you can't fully control your Qi. It won't be a problem in the future, but for now... you need to grow stronger.
Jin Mo clenched his fists. Stronger. That word echoed in his mind like a relentless drumbeat.
Even with his skill now at six stars, he couldn't see his father's complete status. That alone spoke volumes. If there had been any doubt before, now it was undeniable—his father was on a level far beyond what Jin Mo could comprehend.
And he was determined to one day reach that height.