Chapter 14: The Bamboo Hat Wearer on Purple Cloud Cliff!

  The surrounding area of Ziyun Cliff is lush and green, with dense branches and leaves, ancient trees stretching across the sky, blocking out the sun. Under the sunlight, large patches of shade are scattered about, rays of light filtering through the dense foliage, sprinkling star-like spots throughout the shaded areas.

  Occasionally, strange birds make sudden sounds in the surrounding vegetation, and from time to time, gentle breezes bring a refreshing coolness that makes one feel invigorated and comfortable all over.

  "Is anyone there?" Mo Bei's gaze swept across the empty space in front of Ziyun Cliff, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at the seven or eight figures.

  He didn't rush out, but instead looked around at these people and thought to himself: "Could it be that these people have also come to pay homage to the Tai Xuan Sect?"

  Among those people, five or six big men were wearing extremely strange and unusual clothes, completely different from what Mo Bei had seen.

  Those big Han Chinese wore cowhide packages on their bodies, and on the chest of the cowhide, several dazzling gems were inlaid.

  A sturdy build, whiskers like thorns, bulging muscles that puffed up the leather jacket, showcasing a terrifying power.

  Those several big men were all standing behind a young man, bowing their heads and showing respectful faces.

  This young man was quite different from the Great Han, wearing a purple embroidered robe with flowers, looking noble and expensive. His white and tender face had skin as delicate as frozen fat, pale with a hint of red, and his eyebrows still held a hint of innocence, gazing up at the White Wall Cliff:

  "Zhang Bo, is this Ziyun Cliff?"

  The white-haired old man known as Zhang Bo looked at the young man and revealed a hint of doting in his eyes: "Yes, young master."

  "This time, Father let us rush over from our hometown and join the Tai Xu Sect!" The young man smiled slightly, his eyes shining with a hint of clarity: "I must do my best to be accepted as a disciple by the Tai Xu Sect!"

  Mr. Zhang nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, young master, in my country of Xiong, who doesn't know that Niu Deng, the young master of the Niu family of Xiong's cattle, is a rare talent that appears only once in a hundred years?"

  On Zhang Bo's old and wrinkled face, a proud smile emerged: "Young Master, you are talented and clever. You will definitely be accepted as a disciple!"

  His voice was neither loud nor soft, just falling into Mo Bei's ears in the dense forest.

  "Xiong Guo, Niu Jia?" Mo Bei muttered to himself in a low voice: "So they're people from the neighboring country." As he spoke, Mo Bei carefully sized up these people.

  "These few big men, with sharp eyes, I actually felt a hint of murderous aura, it seems that they must have often been in life-and-death situations, licking blood on the tip of their knives. Tsk tsk, this young master's background is not small, probably..."

  Mo Bei muttered to himself: "This Niu family is also a well-known existence in Xiong Guo."

  "Unexpectedly, the prestige of the Virtuous Sect is so high. Even the aristocratic families of neighboring countries have sent their young masters to pay homage and become disciples."

  Along the cliff path, everyone climbed up all the way and arrived at Cliff Mountain. It turned out that this was a hundred-zhang platform, and there were already people here!

  A middle-aged man with a gloomy face sat at the entrance of the cliff platform, where three boys around fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as Mo Bei, still had a childish look on their faces.

  Mo Bei's gaze swept over the figure in the straw raincoat, and a cold aura suddenly came forth, causing the latter's heart to skip a beat.

  His aura is overwhelming, this person is incredibly powerful!

  Mo Bei looked at the three young men again, who were all wearing magnificent robes. At a glance, it was clear that they came from a good family background. Even if they weren't imperial relatives, they must be sons of noble families.

  Each of the three boys was holding a large iron cage about half the size of a man.

  "Huh?" Mo Bei's eyes widened slightly as he looked again, his voice filled with a hint of surprise.

  In this iron cage, there was a small white bear sleeping soundly, and a green toad as big as a palm, full of toxic liquid, looking disgusting.

  There was another one, which was the blue-eyed wolf. Although this wolf was still young, its cross-shaped pupils emitted a faint blue glow, occasionally baring its teeth and revealing its already partially formed fangs, displaying a hint of ferocity, looking quite intimidating.

  "Could this be what they mean by 'spiritual pets'?" Mo Bei's heart stirred, and he couldn't help but take another look at those few demon creatures.

  "There have been quite a few people coming today, apart from you three, this is the fourth one now..."

  At this time, the middle-aged man in the raincoat said something to the three young men behind him and walked up to Niu Deng and his companions, looking them up and down with a flickering gaze.

  "Who comes? State your name and origin. The Taiyu Sect does not receive people with unknown backgrounds."

  Zhang Bohui's thoughts were quick, and he immediately took a step forward, bowing respectfully with a smile: "I am from the Xiong Guo Niu family, my family's young master Niu Deng has traveled thousands of miles to pay respects and join the Tai Xu Sect!"

  "Young Master?" The middle-aged man in the straw raincoat hummed slightly discontentedly: "In the Tai Xu Sect, there has never been a Young Master. There are only disciples and ordinary people who have been expelled from the mountain gate."

  "Yes, yes, Master Xian's words are extremely correct." Zhang Bo secretly wiped away his fine sweat and nodded continuously.

  The middle-aged man in the straw raincoat suddenly changed his tone, his eyes cold and his words brief and clear: "Where is the token?"

  "The token is here, sir. Please take a look." Niu Deng took over the conversation and pulled out a circular jade token from his pocket, handing it over with both hands.

  The middle-aged man in the raincoat frowned slightly after lifting it up, his eyes gleaming as he turned the jade pendant over and over in his hands.

  He immediately popped his right index finger, and a stream of light poured into the jade card. The surface of the jade card flowed with colorful light for an instant, and in an instant, a golden light shone on Niu Deng's body!

  The golden light disappeared for a long time, and Niu Deng was unscathed!

  "Uh-huh." The middle-aged man in the raincoat nodded his head and revealed a satisfied smile after seeing this change: "Identity confirmed."

  He tossed the jade pendant back to Niu Deng, who was busy catching it. The middle-aged man in the raincoat glanced coldly at Zhang Bo and then swept his gaze over each of the big men's faces.

  His icy gaze made five or six burly men tremble instantly, involuntarily lowering their heads and not daring to meet his gaze.

  "Niu Deng, you may enter. The rest of you, disperse immediately! Leave the mountain at once! No idlers are allowed below Purple Cloud Cliff!"

  The middle-aged man in the raincoat suddenly became stern and severe, and Zhang Bo and others nodded repeatedly, like a small chicken pecking at rice.

  A middle-aged man in a straw raincoat suddenly appeared with a stern expression, gazing fiercely into the dense forest. A fierce aura burst forth: "Who's there! Come out from hiding!"

  Feeling the increasingly fierce gaze of the middle-aged man in the raincoat, Mo Bei's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

  How could he have discovered me when I was hiding so secretly?

  If I don't get out now, I'm afraid I'll provoke this person!

  Mo Bei steeled himself and pushed through the dense thorns, taking shallow steps as he walked out. He clasped his hands together in a salute and bowed to the middle-aged man in the straw rain cape, saying: "Junior Mo has seen Senior. Junior has come this time to pay respects and request to join the sect."

  "Why be so secretive when you've already joined our sect?"

  A middle-aged man in a straw raincoat, his narrowed eyes flashing with a cold gleam, stared intently at Mo Bei, exuding an aura of intimidation that spread from his body and unknowingly enveloped Mo Bei.

  "Can there be jade tablets as proof?"

  Mo Bei nodded repeatedly and took out the dark green jade pendant from his chest: "The jade pendant is here, please take a look, senior."

  The middle-aged man in the straw raincoat took it over, and his eyes fell on the jade plate. In that instant, his eyebrows slightly raised, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

  This subtle change in expression, although fleeting, did not escape Mo Bei's eyes.

  What? Could it be that this person knows the origin of this jade token?

  In Mo Bei's heart, a faint sense of unease emerged.

  A middle-aged man in a straw raincoat closed his eyes again, stretched out his index finger and lightly flicked out a flowing shadow that entered the jade token. After a moment, he opened his eyes again, hesitated for a moment, and his gaze turned back to Mo Bei, his tone becoming softer:

  "Are you a member of the Mo family? The Mo family was targeted by King Jing'an and the entire clan was exterminated. How did you manage to escape?"

  Upon hearing this, Niu Deng and several other young men all stared at Mo Bei with wide eyes, their faces filled with astonishment.

  The middle-aged man continued to speak, his tone seemed to contain magic, with a hint of emptiness, as if there was an echo, constantly swirling around Mo Bei's ears.

  The middle-aged man in the straw raincoat had piercing eyes that were exceptionally deep and hot, his gaze fixed intently on Mo Bei.

  The moment they locked eyes.

  Mo Bei's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly felt that the deep eyes seemed to contain an irresistible attraction, constantly enticing herself.

  His vision began to blur and he couldn't see anything clearly, except for the pair of eyes of the middle-aged man in the straw rain cape, which shone like a bright moon on a dark night.

  This feeling was like a magical power that made Mo Bei feel as if he had been possessed, his mind dull and unclear, with a complete blank in his brain.

  "That's how I killed King Jing'an." Mo Bei's eyes were dull, his voice mechanical, and his entire being seemed to have lost its soul, like a puppet being manipulated: "The great army of King Jing'an surrounded me, then...then..."

  "He said," the middle-aged man in the straw raincoat smiled coldly, his eyes flashing with a fierce light that pierced Mo Bei's soul like a sharp sword, his voice becoming increasingly ethereal and echoing repeatedly in Mo Bei's ears.

  "Immediately..."

  Just as Mo Bei was about to utter his next sentence, suddenly ——

  A strange power burst out from within him, instantly pouring into his mind.

  The coolness of the silk suddenly surged up, and Mo Bei was shocked awake, with an expression of extreme astonishment in his heart.

  "This person is extremely sinister! He actually used the Soul-Capturing Secret Technique and almost got me!"

  If it weren't for Master's infusion of that strange power within me, awakening me, I'm afraid...

  Thinking of the consequences, Mo Bei was shocked and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. He thought for a moment, still maintaining his stupid expression, and said woodenly: "Later, I broke free from the siege, but was pursued by the King of Jing'an's army, where I met a strange person."

  "What does this strange person look like?" The middle-aged man asked without realizing that Mo Bei had already escaped the Soul Capturing Secret Technique.

  Mo Bei cooperated and replied with a still dull expression:

  "That eccentric man had a robust appearance, with a large wine gourd on his back. He spoke in a bold and unrestrained manner. When you gave him good wine, he gave me this jade token and told me that if I wanted to avoid being pursued and killed, I should go to the Purple Cloud Cliff and join the Tai Xu Sect."

  "You're lying!" The middle-aged man suddenly burst out, his eyebrows inverted, his eyes like swords, and the sharp light in his eyes turned into a sword-like glow that pierced Mo Bei's mind!

  A sharp mind is clear and straightforward, directly pointing to one's true heart!