My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 549 - 550: The Terrifying Identity of Elder Mo

Chapter 549: Chapter 550: The Terrifying Identity of Elder Mo

"Hehe, two boring old geezers, huh? Oh, this beauty isn’t bad, still pure, I like that very much!" Gui Feng’s eyes settled on Mo Feixuan, his greed unmistakable.

"Old Zhong, protect Bao’er well!" Grandpa Mo spoke.

"Yes." Old Zhong immediately shielded Mo Feixuan.

"Could Grandpa be in danger?" Mo Feixuan asked anxiously.

"The old master’s skills are unparalleled, his divine power vast; naturally, he won’t be in danger! It’s just this lad, I’m afraid he’s not going to make it..." Old Zhong said.

Grandfather Mo, with hands behind his back, said in a chilly tone, "The wounds on this lad’s body were left there on purpose by you, weren’t they?"

"Hehe, you’re clever, indeed. I was waiting for a human with great divine powers to come save him! Then, I could take over, possess his body!" Gui Feng licked his lips, wearing a sinister smile.

"I don’t care what you are, get out of this lad’s body and back to the abyss where you belong!" Grandfather Mo commanded.

"Shut your mouth!"

Gui Feng’s eyes turned blood-red, his face demonically furious; "What do you know? Our ghost tribe has been suppressed by Kunlun generation after generation in the Kunlun Abyss, which is like hell, full of slaughter and the stench of death... our ghost tribe is doomed to never be transcended! Only by possessing this lad’s body do I stand a chance to open the bronze gate deep within Kunlun and let the ghost tribe see the light of day again!"

"You won’t have that chance!" Grandfather Mo sneered.

"Let’s see about that!" Gui Feng scoffed and suddenly exerted his strength.

"Crack!" The tattered hemp rope bound around Gui Feng actually broke.

"Good heavens, the rope Master uses to capture demonic beasts broke!" Old Zhong exclaimed.

"Hell’s Claws!" Gui Feng extended his claws, aiming a killing blow at Grandfather Mo, like a demon straight from hell, exuding terrifying power.

Grandfather Mo launched a palm strike.

Boom!

Fist and claw collided, the horrendous forces clashed, earth-shattering, and every creature in Youming Valley trembled.

"Pu!" Gui Feng suddenly spat out blood, his face turning pale; "Who, who exactly are you, to possess Emperor Level strength?"

Grandfather Mo said indifferently, "Emperor Level, huh, not even fit to carry my shoes."

"Arrogant! No matter who it is, anyone who wants to stop me is going to die!" Gui Feng roared, ghostly energy erupting from his body. His claws carried black ghostfire as he yelled, "Chaos Demon Claws!"

In an instant, thousands upon thousands of black claws, like ghostly talons, rushed towards Grandfather Mo.

"Grandpa!" Mo Feixuan said, worry etched on her face.

Even Old Zhong showed signs of nervousness.

"Great Sun Suppressing Demon Palm!"

Grandfather Mo thrust out a palm strike, his terrifying palm technique like a titanic purple sun descending from the sky, ruthlessly meeting the Chaos Demon Claws.

Boom!

A thunderous noise erupted, and the thousands of ghostly claws instantly shattered, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Ah!" Gui Feng let out a piercing howl, his body lurching backward.

"Just who are you, to have power second only to such terror?" Gui Feng, corners of his mouth bleeding, face as pale as death.

He could never have imagined that, having just possessed Gui Feng, he would come across such a heaven-defying human powerhouse!

What rotten luck!

"Take a look around, where do you think this is?" Grandfather Mo stood with hands behind his back, speaking lightly.

Gui Feng glanced around, noticing the pervasive aura of Youming, his face filled with dread; "Youming Valley, you... could you be the legendary lord of Youming Valley, the human peak powerhouse—the Great Demon King, Mo Wudi!"

"Correct, it’s indeed I," Grandfather Mo stood with hands behind his back, looking completely at ease.

"Damn it, how could it be him, how could it be him!" Gui Feng’s face was a picture of utter dismay.

The Great Demon King!

Mo Wudi!

He can contend with the Seven Sages of Kunlun!

One of the top human powerhouses!

Both righteous and evil!

"Well, do you recognize my name?" Grandfather Mo chuckled.

"Of course, although our ghost tribe is constantly suppressed in the Kunlun Abyss, we’re not completely ignorant of the outside world!" Gui Feng said, then cupping his hands added, "Great Demon King, as long as you let me go, name your terms, and I, the Emperor, will follow them to the letter!"

"Really, any conditions?" Grandfather Mo asked back.

"Sure, I’m one of the four Ghost Emperors of the ghost tribe, any condition is fair game, the Emperor keeps his promise!" Gui Feng stated confidently.

"Hehe, then die, how’s that for a condition?" Grandfather Mo said.

What?

Gui Feng’s face changed, he said darkly, "Great Demon King, I respect you as a human peak powerhouse, but don’t push too hard. I’m not one to be trifled with!"

Grandfather Mo sneered, "If it were your true body, maybe, but you’re just a wisp of a soul, what waves could you possibly stir?"

Seeing through his guise, Gui Feng’s face turned pale as he uttered, "But if you kill me, this kid will also die. You don’t want him to die, do you?"

After a pause, Gui Feng arrogantly proclaimed, "Moreover, this boy is no ordinary person; he is the chief disciple of Kunlun and the favored pupil of the seven sages. If he dies, can you withstand the wrath of the Kunlun seven sages?"

"Damn it! Even those old immortals from Kunlun don’t dare to speak to me like that, who the hell are you?" Mo Lao Grandmaster was utterly incensed.

This is bad!

I forgot this guy despises the Kunlun seven sages the most!

Gui Feng’s face turned even paler, knowing that a direct confrontation would not end well.

The top priority now was one thing only!

Escape!

Whoosh!

Gui Feng’s body transformed into a ghostly shadow and vanished from the spot instantly.

"Master, it’s bad, he’s escaped!" Old Zhong yelled.

"To let a primordial spirit slip away right under my nose, if word gets out, it will be laughable!" Mo Lao Grandmaster sneered coldly, slowly lifting a finger.

In an instant, the ghostly aura of Youming Valley converged at the old man’s fingertip, unleashing a power terrifying beyond measure.

"Nine Nether Finger!"

Mo Lao Grandmaster spoke slowly.

As Gui Feng was fleeing, he sensed the imminent danger of death behind him and knew he was targeted; he hastily stopped and pleaded, "Brother Mo, no, Elder Mo, don’t, don’t kill me, my fault!"

"Kneel down!" Mo Lao Grandmaster pointed at Gui Feng, his body emanating boundless authority.

"But I, I am one of the four great..." Gui Feng begrudgingly began.

"Kneel, or die!" Mo Lao Grandmaster commanded imperiously.

"Kneel, I’ll kneel..." Knowing he could not provoke this terrifying demon lord, Gui Feng knelt on one knee.

"Did I ask you to kneel on one leg?" Mo Lao Grandmaster frowned in anger, unsatisfied.

Grinding his teeth, Gui Feng reluctantly dropped to both knees and said, "Great Demon King, you got me! Kill or flay me, I am at your mercy!"

After pausing, Gui Feng continued, "However, I must remind you, if I die, this kid dies too!"

"Shut up, I don’t need reminders on how to handle my affairs!" Mo Lao Grandmaster rebuked angrily.

"Grandfather, you can’t kill him, Ye Wudao will die!" Mo Feixuan’s eyes were brimming with tears.

"Yes, Master, if we kill this ghostly powerhouse, Ye Wudao certainly won’t survive. Everything we’ve done will be in vain," Old Zhong said worriedly.

"Ah, to kill is to solve it all, really damn annoying!" Mo Lao Grandmaster showed his irritation.

"Great Demon King, if you let me go, my ghost clan will surely present you with a rich reward in the future!" Gui Feng was still unwilling to give up this chance for survival.

"Want to live? Then shut up!" Mo Lao rebuked furiously.

Gui Feng dared not utter a word, staying silent.

Just then, an idea suddenly dawned on Mo Lao Grandmaster, who declared, "I’ve got it!"

Immediately, he turned his gaze to Gui Feng and smiled, "You truly wish to live?"

"Of course..." Gui Feng nodded eagerly.

"Living isn’t an issue, as long as you acknowledge this boy as your master, I can let you live!" Mo Wudi smiled back.

What?

To acknowledge a mere human as master?

And a mere War King level nobody?!

It was more unbearable than death!

Gui Feng was obviously enraged, bursting out furiously, "Impossible, I am one of the four great Emperor Levels of the ghost clan, how can I recognize this boy as my master?"

"Disagreeing is fine, too. I’ll send you both on your way!" Mo Wudi said as he once again lifted his finger.

"I will count to three!" Mo Lao declared.

"Hmph, even if you count to a hundred, it’s impossible. I am a revered ghost clan powerhouse, how can I acknowledge a nobody as my master?" Gui Feng said with rage.

"Three!" Mo Lao stated mercilessly.

Gui Feng panicked, his body trembling; "Is this old man serious?"

"Two!" Mo Lao’s eyes were icy cold.

"It’s over, it’s over, I worked so hard to possess this kid, I don’t want to die!"

"One!" Mo Lao exuded a murderous aura.

In that moment, Gui Feng hurriedly kowtowed, saying, "Great Demon King, please don’t kill me, I am willing!"

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