“I don’t believe it! How could Fairy Wang Xi be subdued by him? With three strands of immortal qi and cultivation that surpasses her peers, once the Wang Family’s Eternal Life Technique is unleashed, who could possibly rival her?”
The Divine Academy was in an uproar. Many shouted in disbelief, the news too shocking to comprehend. Countless young cultivators were stunned, creating a clamor of voices.
Everyone knew Wang Xi was a young supreme with three strands of immortal qi, unrivaled in her path. How could she be subdued like this—even forced into a wedding ceremony?
This undoubtedly caused a massive stir. The rumor left many unable to sit still, clamoring in outrage.
“It must be fake news! There’s no way! I refuse to believe Fairy Wang Xi would lose to her own servant. If nothing else, she could just activate the Diamond Hoop on his head and force him to surrender!”
Though shocked, some refused to believe the so-called rumors.
“It’s true! Someone saw it with their own eyes—Wang Xi’s grotto was sealed by that brat! Many witnessed it!” someone lamented.
In the Divine Academy, Wang Xi naturally enjoyed immense popularity. Not only was she of noble birth, but her talent was peerless, making her one of the most dazzling and powerful young women.
Now, her Pure Land was flooded with people, all gathering to verify the astonishing news.
Even those who usually remained in seclusion emerged, their emotions violently stirred by the incident.
The Pure Land was vast, spanning endless stretches of land, with towering ancient peaks standing in majestic succession.
“Fellow Daoists, what exactly happened? Wasn’t that guy Wang Xi’s follower? Didn’t he have the Diamond Hoop on his head? How could he rebel?” A blue-robed young master panted heavily, his chest heaving as he shouted.
Clearly, he was one of Wang Xi’s admirers. Upon hearing the terrible news, he nearly spat blood.
However, after learning some details, hope flickered in his heart—with so many wild rumors, he wasn’t entirely convinced.
“Someone is slandering Fairy Wang Xi maliciously! It must be so!” A burly youth roared, furious and fearful at the same time.
Before long, the crowd arrived at Wang Xi’s Pure Land, gathering before her grotto, where many had already assembled.
“That’s… Mo Dao? What is he doing?” Some frowned in suspicion.
Mo Dao, clad in snow-white robes, was strikingly handsome. Having cultivated three strands of immortal qi at his age, he was a legend among supremes.
At this moment, he sat cross-legged before the grotto, motionless, his body exuding three strands of immortal qi that coalesced into a Dao Flower above his head, shrouded in mist.
“He’s in seclusion!” someone said.
“No, I feel like he’s guarding Wang Xi’s grotto, preventing entry!” others questioned.
“Ah, you just arrived? Mo Dao is naturally standing guard for his master. The grotto is sealed, cut off from the outside world,” someone explained with a sigh.
**Boom!**
The place erupted. Even those who had initially dismissed the rumors now paled—had Wang Xi truly been captured by Shi Hao and dragged into the grotto?
Many clenched their fists on the spot, their eyes blazing with fury. These latecomers could hardly accept the reality.
Most who rushed here in such haste were cultivators who admired Wang Xi—otherwise, why would they be so eager to appear?
“That guy and Wang Xi… really?” someone asked unwillingly, turning to the earliest arrivals.
“Though it enrages us… it’s not a rumor. Witnesses claim to have seen it firsthand!” someone nearby fumed, itching to charge forward.
“What exactly happened?” others pressed.
Chaos ensued, many red-eyed, wishing they could shatter the grotto’s entrance and storm inside.
“How despicable! Our Fairy Wang was ambushed, sealed inside by that scoundrel! We must act and rescue her!”
Yet, no one dared step forward. Mo Dao sat there, majestic and untouchable. Who would dare provoke him?
Unless figures like Lü Tuo or Xuan Kun personally intervened, no one could challenge him.
Soon, such figures did emerge. Princess Yao Yue appeared, a faint smile on her lips. The incident was sudden, but for her, it was good news—a rival’s misfortune was her gain.
“What? Our clan’s jewel was truly outsmarted by a mere servant?” In the academy, members of the Wang Clan were stunned upon hearing the news.
Then, they nearly lost their minds—this was too sudden, too humiliating.
Earlier, they had been discussing grand plans, only to find that the very servant they had privately scorned had staged a “rebellion”!
But this rebellion was agonizing, nearly making them collapse on the spot, their vision swimming with stars before darkness took over.
Undoubtedly, it felt like a resounding slap, leaving them dazed.
The Wang Clan, though sharing a surname, had branched out over countless eras since the Immortal Ancient Epoch. Only the most outstanding were admitted into the main lineage.
Though they shared ancestry, blood ties were now thin—marriage within the clan was even permitted by the elders.
Those two had once harbored aspirations, only to have them shattered by someone they deemed worthless.
Wang Clan members arrived, faces dark, especially when they saw Mo Dao, their teeth nearly grinding in frustration.
“You! Get up and break the seal!” one finally roared at Mo Dao.
“Annoying.” Mo Dao cast them a cold glance, as if they were lost in delusions.
“Who do you think you are? You’re just that brat’s servant, and he’s Wang Xi’s servant! You answer to our clan!” a youth snapped in fury.
“The ‘servant’ you speak of is inside. Feel free to enter and discipline him,” Mo Dao replied indifferently.
“You—do you know who you’re speaking to? You’re part of the Wang Clan’s forces!” the youth bellowed.
“Your immortal qi is impure—forged from remnants within the corpses of ancient heroes. Don’t flaunt it here.” Mo Dao’s tone was icy, his disdain evident.
The onlookers fell silent. For any clan, producing even one cultivator with immortal qi, regardless of method, was a feat.
**Boom!**
Someone attacked Mo Dao with a treasure technique.
Blood sprayed as the assailant was sent flying with a mere flick of Mo Dao’s sleeve.
Chaos erupted as more attacked, yet none could overcome Mo Dao, all retreating severely wounded.
The situation escalated, and someone reported it to the academy elders.
“Did this really happen?!” Outside, the Wang Clan elders were furious. The news had spread, leaving them humiliated.
Many clans heard of the incident, viewing it as a disgrace—a servant’s “rebellion” was an absolute scandal.
The Wang Clan immediately dispatched experts to investigate and resolve the matter. These were no academy youths but seasoned veterans.
Yet, even their composure shattered upon learning the details, replaced by rage.
As they dug deeper, more rumors surfaced.
Wang Clan experts arrived and took action.
**Rumble!**
Boulders shattered, mountains trembled, yet the grotto remained untouched.
Facing the Wang Clan’s elite, Mo Dao didn’t resist, stepping aside to let them assault the grotto.
“Hehe…” Princess Yao Yue chuckled in the crowd, delighted. “Wang Xi chose her man herself. Why interfere?”
Her words were a dagger to the Wang Clan’s pride, nearly provoking an open confrontation.
But her own clan’s experts arrived, their sharp gazes deterring any rash actions.
“Brat! Come out!” A Wang Clan elder finally roared, unable to endure further. He also summoned academy elders to forcibly open the grotto.
After an unknown length of time, the grotto rumbled, its massive stone doors swinging open, releasing chaotic energy as Shi Hao strode out.
“Brat! You finally show yourself! Wearing our Diamond Hoop means a lifetime of servitude! How dare you defy us!” a middle-aged man shouted, his patience gone.
“If that’s how you see it, then I feel no guilt at all,” Shi Hao retorted, his tone provocative.
The Wang Clan members nearly exploded with fury. Normally, no one would dare defy or provoke them like this.
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