Chapter 822: All Gu Sect People

“Hahaha—Martial Sister Feng, how about Martial Brother carry you for a while? This handsome young man won’t be able to resist your charms,” a deep male voice boomed. A man in his forties with a dark complexion landed beside Ye Mo and Feng Yanqi.

Ye Mo had long known the man was there. He surmised that among the core disciples, Feng Yanqi was likely the weakest. Even at the primary Earth level stage, obtaining the Golden Magical Gu seemed improbable.

“Haha—Martial Brother Li, if you could carry Martial Sister, I'd be delighted, but I think my man would get jealous,” Feng Yanqi replied, unfazed by the man's abrupt arrival.

“Your man! Hehe—” Martial Brother Li laughed, glancing at Ye Mo. “I didn't expect Martial Sister Feng to resist so long. You haven't touched him yet. Don't let Wen Gu take an interest and steal him from you.”

Another person arrived, even faster than Martial Brother Li.

A sneer pierced the air. “Li, you're badmouthing your senior sister again. Are you asking for a beating?”

Ye Mo nearly recoiled at the speaker’s crudeness. The woman, in her sixties, had skin like aged bark, a sunken chest, and blackened teeth.

Ye Mo frowned. What was with the All Gu Sect? Their cultivators seemed like a collection of zombies and eccentrics, except for the attractive Feng Yanqi. The Nine Moon Sect, while also malevolent, at least boasted more presentable members.

Martial Brother Li, clearly fearing the old woman, remained silent.

“Hehehe—This one's not bad,” Wen Gu observed Ye Mo, surprise evident in her voice. Her gaze then turned cold, fixed on Feng Yanqi.

Feng Yanqi quickly interjected, “He’s Mo Ying. I found him en route. If Sister Wen likes him, take him.”

“Okay, thank you, Sister Yanqi.” The old woman turned to Ye Mo. “Follow me; there’ll be plenty of… opportunities for you.”

The woman, already at the tertiary Earth level, led them into the mountain. An hour later, they reached a cliff connected to the opposite side by metal chains shrouded in mist. A single misstep would be fatal.

Wen Gu traversed the chains without hesitation. Ye Mo followed, his heavy, deliberate steps contrasting with their agile techniques. The journey took him over ten minutes.

Their impressed murmurs followed as Ye Mo reached the other side. Wen Gu laughed sharply. “Quite talented! I might take you as a disciple.”

Ye Mo's spirit sense had already scanned the cave Hong Guangping described—an ancient cavern where two men awaited. One, masked, ignited Ye Mo’s fury—the demon Song Yangzhu had described, his face pitted like a crater. The other, a well-tempered middle-aged man, seemed familiar.

Ye Mo, however, detected no Golden Magical Gu and remained watchful.

Feng Yanqi chuckled. “Big Martial Brother must be there already. Let's hurry. As for Mo Ying, you can take him as a disciple and… share his bed. Why hesitate, Martial Sister Wen?”

“That's true.” Wen Gu smiled, her strange gaze causing Feng Yanqi to shiver involuntarily.

Ye Mo sighed. Even the heartless Feng Yanqi feared the old hag.

Mist swirled around the cliff, revealing a large stone tablet inscribed with 'All Gu Mountain.' They soon reached a large cave, recently excavated—within the last twenty years, Ye Mo's spirit sense confirmed.

“Martial Brother Ji,” everyone greeted the black-masked man with deference.

Ye Mo was stunned. This was likely Ji Lie, the man Hong Guangping had mentioned. His authority surprised Ye Mo, particularly given his role in organizing the tournament. Why not simply seize the Golden Magical Gu himself?

Ji Lie nodded, his gaze settling on Ye Mo. “This is a sect tournament. Why have you brought an outsider?”

Feng Yanqi quickly explained, “This is Mo Ying, Martial Sister Wen’s new disciple, making him a member of the All Gu Sect.”

Ye Mo instantly realized the others did not genuinely fear Ji Lie; otherwise, Feng Yanqi wouldn't have told such a blatant lie. Ji Lie merely chided her, revealing a vulnerability Ye Mo found unsettling given Ji Lie's Half-Step Great Heaven realm.

“Why is Hong Guangping not here yet?” Ji Lie’s aged voice inquired.

“Martial Brother Ji, he’s likely dead; otherwise, he wouldn't be late,” the middle-aged man responded.

Ji Lie nodded. “In recent years, our sect members either disappear or die. We are far weaker than other sects. My brother went missing after a Hong Kong hunt, and Yan Wuliang was supposedly killed over ten years ago.”

The middle-aged man's cruel expression hardened. “After this, I will avenge my brother. Whoever killed him, I, Ren Xi, will make his entire family pay.”

Ye Mo recognized Ren Xi as Ren Sha’s brother.

Despite the opportunity to eliminate them all, Ye Mo waited for the Golden Magical Gu.

“Since he’s not here, we won't wait. The Golden Magical Gu will appear in half a day. Let’s wait,” Ji Lie declared, settling down.

“Martial Brother Ji, do you think our strength is sufficient?” Li asked.

Ji Lie surveyed Feng Yanqi. “Martial Sister Feng has reached the Earth level. Five Earth levels should suffice to breach the Golden Magical Gu's barrier.”