Chapter 345 Mo the Ancient 1 (Person Name)'s Grand Birthday

Before the person arrived, only their voice could be heard.

It was like a silent abyss, poised to overwhelm heaven and earth.

Qian Kongye’s scalp tingled with dread. Then, all he saw was a streak of golden light descending from the heavens, transforming into a simple letter that drifted into his hand.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Qian Kongye felt an inexplicable sense of relief from the pressure. He promptly bowed and said, "I am Qian Kongye, paying my respects to you, Elder."

"I have also heard of the renowned reputation of the True Lord Mo across the 6 kingdoms."

Atop the Profound Ink Mountain, divine radiance filled the skies as ethereal mists coiled lazily. A gentle voice drifted through the air: "Since Patriarch Mo's 6 hundredth birthday approaches, I shall naturally pay my respects."

"This is my formal visiting card. Since you are Master Mo's disciple, I would be obliged if you could deliver this to Master Mo."

As those words fell, Qian Kongye let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Just moments ago, when this being had kept him behind, he thought this Golden Core Elder would strike him down.

It turned out to be much ado about nothing. This senior didn’t intend to slay him after all—merely wanted him to deliver a letter.

"This senior's aura is no less formidable than our master's. His strength is likely among the rarest within the Golden Core realm."

"As for such a supreme Golden Core expert, even ordinary Golden Core cultivators must offer flattering smiles. With my meager Purple Mansion cultivation, it's beneath him to bully the weak. The only reason he permitted me to deliver a letter was out of respect for my master's reputation."

At this thought, Qian Kongye felt a slight sense of reassurance in his heart.

He carefully stored the letter away, then bowed deeply with a solemn expression. "Thank you, Senior. This junior will personally deliver this letter without fail."

"Go."

Atop the Dark Ink Mountain, the resplendent immortal light withdrew.

Hidden in the shadows, the various major families frantically restrained their auras and scattered in panic. In an instant, the news that the Chen Clan had acquired a Golden Core (Cultivation Realm) expert swiftly spread far and wide.

No 1 could have anticipated how the Chen Clan had suddenly come into contact with a Golden Core Elder. Countless cultivators who had previously kicked them when they were down were now gripped with terror, frantically gathering intelligence in an attempt to uncover what had truly transpired within the Chen family.

Atop the mountain peak, Eldrin and the Chen Clan of the Qi Kingdom gazed with boundless delight at the 3 figures before them.

At the forefront stood a man in white robes, his figure tall and slender.

His snow-white robes billowed, and 3 1000 strands of ebony hair were gathered high by a white jade crown, like a banished immortal descending to the mortal realm—his divine elegance peerless in this world.

They did not recognize this man, but they certainly knew Chen Xuhuan and Chen Xuling standing beside him.

The few of them quickly snapped back to their senses, their faces lighting up with ecstasy. The aged Patriarch Chen hastily stepped forward and said, "This humble elder pays his respects to the True 1."

"There is no need for formalities."

Eldrin helped him to his feet. Though their blood ties had grown distant over the generations, judging by age alone, this elder likely held seniority even over the former clan patriarch. Thus, Eldrin made no attempt to stand on ceremony.

Not far away, Kael and Chen Ethan landed, giving a slight nod of acknowledgment.

"Go prepare tea at once." As Elder Chen instructed, he promptly rose to his feet and said, "Please follow me, honored guests."

"True Master, you have saved the Chen Clan of Qi Kingdom from the abyss of suffering. This old man is eternally grateful."

The group ascended to an elegant pavilion atop the mountain peak, where Patriarch Chen personally poured a cup of tea for Eldrin (Person Name).

This spirit tea was only second-tier. Although it was the finest spirit tea of the Chen Clan in the Qi Kingdom, serving it to a Golden Core Elder was still far too shabby.

Patriarch Chen was well aware of this fact. With some embarrassment, he remarked, "This spirit tea is of rather inferior quality. I'm afraid I've made a fool of myself before you, True 1."

"No matter."

Eldrin shook his head. Compared to the Chen family's Heaven and Earth Spirit Tea, this second-grade spirit tea was truly rather paltry.

However, he was not a picky person, nor had he come for the tea. He glanced at the scenery along the mountain path and said with a faint smile.

The ethereal mists of the Xuanmo Mountain coiled like immortal breath, its pavilions and towers arranged in harmonious disorder with extraordinary elegance—truly a spiritual mountain paradise rarely seen in the mortal realm.

"You flatter me, True Immortal. We've managed the Dark Ink Mountain for 8 100 years, yet this is the only aspect worthy of praise."

Old Ancestor Chen smiled faintly beside them, yet there was a hint of self-satisfaction in his expression.

Finding him quite approachable, the Chen Clan members eased their tension and began recounting the experiences of the Chen Clan in Qi Kingdom (Location) over the years with growing boldness.

Eldrin listened quietly. The Chen Clan of the Qi Kingdom had not been faring well. Although Mo the Ancient 1 never pursued matters of the past, the Chen family remained ostracized by the immortal clans of Mingzhou.

In the past, when the ancestor Thalion (Person Name) was forced to flee the Chu Kingdom (Location) due to Mo the Ancient 1 (Person Name), the Chen Clan of Verdant Chariot Mountain (Location) had yet to flourish. Now that the clan has prospered, it is time to bring closure to the events of those bygone years.

At this thought, Eldrin said calmly, "I will naturally go and meet this Mo the Ancient 1."

"As for your karmic ties in Qi Kingdom (Location), let Ethan (Person Name) and Kael (Person Name) deal with those who kicked you when you were down during this period."

"Many thanks, Ancestral Elder."

Ming Province, the Mo River Mountain Range.

As the only fourth-order spirit vein in Mingzhou, the occupant of the Inkstream Mountains was none other than the renowned Golden Core cultivator of Qi Kingdom—Mo the Ancient 1.

At this moment, within a cave abode atop the Mo River Mountains, Mo the Ancient 1 gazed at the letter in his hand, a faint smile gracing his lips as he spoke.

"So it is the Sword Immortal of the Chu Kingdom. That Thalion truly left behind an exceptional descendant."

"Master, did he truly come to offer birthday felicitations?"

Before Mo the Ancient 1, Qian Kongye asked with a pale face.

Mo the Ancient 1 (Person Name) shook his head, his expression tinged with melancholy as he said, "His visit serves both to offer birthday felicitations and to reclaim lost face."

"In those days, Thalion’s defeat and retreat were merely due to his lack of skill—I never pursued the matter with the Chen Clan. Thus, it is unlikely he would stir trouble over this affair."

"However, you have ostracized the Chen Clan of Qi Kingdom for many years. He must allow us to compensate for the losses the Chen Clan of Qi Kingdom has suffered all this time."

Hearing this, Qian Kongye gritted his teeth and replied with reluctant frustration, "The Chen Clan's decline ultimately stems from their lack of strength. Our Mo Chuan Mountain has never failed them."

"As for the beast tide turmoil, which immortal clan in our Qi Kingdom hasn't lost people? If we truly sought accountability, the Chen Clan would have been wiped out long ago."

"Say no more."

Mo the Ancient 1 shook his head, his gaze profound as he looked at him. "I have long ceased intervening in the feuds among the great immortal clans of Mingzhou."

"But you truly had no hand in it?"

Qian Kongye’s heart trembled. Though his master had chosen not to hold the Chen Clan accountable, it was an undeniable truth that he had tacitly allowed other immortal clans to seize the Chen Clan’s assets.

However, as a disciple seeking to avenge the humiliations his master endured in the past, Mo the Ancient 1 deliberately turned a blind eye to the matter.

Seeing that Qian Kongye remained silent, Mo the Ancient 1 sighed. "This Eldrin likely possesses the potential to reach the Nascent Soul Lord realm. Unless absolutely necessary, we must avoid incurring his mortal enmity."

"Moreover, we are all human cultivators from the Ji Province. Who knows when we might need to lend each other a hand in the future? We cannot afford to blindly lose ourselves in internal strife."

"Eldrin must have thought the same when he sent you with the visiting card. So before we become sworn enemies, have someone tally the losses the Chen Clan has suffered over the years."

"I fear that my meeting with Eldrin will require a confrontation to settle our grievances. Regardless of the outcome, you must compensate them for the losses incurred back then."

"This..."

Qian Kongye’s expression shifted. Seeing the resolute look on Mo the Ancient 1’s face, he finally nodded.

"I understand."

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