After the mind-reading cripple junior sister, the entire sect rose to prominence.

Chapter 149 You've finally met your match.
Chen Hong had barely entered the Zhui Feng Clan when he breathed his last, before the clan could even find him a pill refiner.

The wounds on his body were somewhat complicated, and it was clear that they were inflicted by different people. Most importantly, they did not seem to be caused by the Divination God Clan.

This is the real reason why the Wind Chasers are uneasy.

They tried to contact Feng Yuan, but to no avail. It seemed that everyone except Chen Hong had disappeared without a trace.

Chen Hong returned heavily injured and didn't provide any useful clues. Moreover, his injuries had nothing to do with the spiritual power of the Bu Shen Clan. So, who killed them?

And what about the Divination God Clan? What is their current situation?
These questions seemed to be answered only by that little girl, so naturally, the higher-ups of the Wind Chaser Clan gathered together to question Mo Jiuwei, trying to get some clues from her.

then……

Caught completely off guard, the crowd was caught off guard by Wu Shen's attack.

The first person Mo Jiuwei made a move against was the Wind Chaser Clan Chief, who was at the Void Returning stage. He was also the most powerful cultivator in the Wind Chaser Clan, with the others being one or two realms lower than him.

"Little girl, tell us uncles, where did you meet that person, and who was with you when you saw him?"

Just as he was asking the question, Mo Jiuwei lowered her head as if she were timid. Even though the Zhuifeng Clan Chief tried his best to bend down and look at her, he could only see her forehead.

The moment Mo Jiuwei looked up, he froze instantly and collapsed silently.

The attack of the Black God Spirit Fire is all about surprise. Even if you see Mo Jiuwei's eyes suddenly turn black, it's hard to react, let alone when she suddenly looks up and stares at you.

So the Wind Chaser Chief was caught off guard. The moment their eyes met, he felt as if a very long and sharp needle was piercing straight at him.

A sharp pain shot through his mind, but it came and went quickly, because soon he could no longer feel anything.

"Clan leader?"

"what happened!"

Everyone else was sitting in chairs, except for one deputy who stood very close to the clan leader. However, Mo Jiuwei's angle was very tricky, and no one except the clan leader himself saw the change in her eyes.

Indeed, who would be wary of a one-year-old child who can't even walk steadily?

"How could this happen! The clan chief..."

"What's up with him?"

He's dead!

The others rushed over in a panic to check the situation. A burly man, upon seeing this, flew into a rage. Without saying a word, he shoved Mo Jiuwei to the ground and drew his sword, holding it to her neck. "Tell me, what did you do? Why did the clan leader suddenly stop breathing?"

His voice contained fear and bewilderment at the unknown.

That's the clan leader! He's been in power for three hundred years, and before that, he was a master who had made countless contributions and had many glorious achievements!
About a thousand years ago, the Wind Chaser Clan, like the Diviner Clan and other clans, only cared about their own people and did not care about outsiders or things.

However, without conquest and expansion, development would be too slow.

So, in order to become richer and to make the Wind Chaser Clan the number one clan, the Wind Chaser Clan has set its sights on others for the past thousand years.

They plundered and killed, and all clans that did not obey them became lambs in their mouths.

They want to seize other people's valuable possessions for their own use. They try to coerce or entice other people's experts into submission; if that fails, they simply kill them all to prevent them from becoming enemies in the future.

This method is inevitably somewhat bloody, and there are some dissenting voices within the tribe. However, after nearly a thousand years of gradual influence, 70% of the tribe members have become accustomed to and accepted it, with only a small minority still unable to agree.

Those who disagreed were naturally marginalized. They were barred from holding positions within the clan, and the clan would not allocate any good resources to them. Even their dwellings were relocated to more desolate places. It could be said that everyone who held a position in the Wind Chaser Clan had countless lives on their hands, and the more people killed and the more merits they accumulated, the higher their rank.

Feng Yuan, for example, was being groomed as a candidate for the next clan leader, and there were several other skilled individuals like him in the Chasing Wind Clan.

Under this competitive strategy that only recognizes military merit, where whoever has the strongest fist rises to the top and whoever is not good enough is demoted, the Wind Chaser Clan's combat strength is indeed among the top in the clans.

However, the tribespeople are also driven by selfish motives. Everyone wants to kill the person in front so that they can take over, so the relationships among the tribespeople are somewhat cold and tense.

The clan chief died, but these people were not actually sad or upset. On the contrary, they were happy that they had a chance.

But the question is, why did the clan chief die, and how did he fall victim to the attack?
Does this mean that the trendsetter has a strong competitor?
This is the real issue they are worried about!
Mo Jiuwei lay on the ground, staring at them expressionlessly.

She saw through their hypocritical expressions and found them laughable.

When faced with danger, the entire Bu Shen tribe worked together, with no one faltering. They truly united as one, with everyone of one mind.

What would happen if these Wind Chasers encountered the same perilous situation?
Perhaps Ling Qing would immediately submit to the offer after being recruited, and then watch his people die?

Really boring.

Mo Jiuwei reached out her hand, "Help me up."

She stretched out both hands at the same time, her expressionless face making her look as if she were stunned, without arousing their suspicion in the slightest.

"Okay, I'll pull you up right now—"

Two men reached out to pull her, one on each side, but as soon as they touched her hand, they felt a sharp pain, which then started burning from her sleeve and spread rapidly throughout her body.

At this moment, everyone was standing around Mo Jiuwei and the dead clan leader. They were very close together, so when the fire started, no one had time to react before they were engulfed in flames.

"Fire, it's fire!"

"How can it be black? How can there be black fire!"

"Spiritual fire, this must be spiritual fire—"

Cries of terror, curses, screams, and screams of pain...

Mo Jiuwei stayed alone on the right side of the main hall, watching as these people were engulfed by the flames, howling and writhing in pain.

Then, the immortal abode was released.

The people from the Immortal Sect and the Diviner Clan suddenly appeared and witnessed this terrifying scene, but they did not feel pain; instead, they felt a sense of relief.

The Bu Shen tribe immediately recognized them. When they saw these culprits who had harmed their loved ones, their eyes practically blazed with fury, yet their faces wore a relieved smile.

"The Wind Chaser Clan... Du Ya, Shen Ya, Xue Qingzi... you've finally met your match!"

"Fourth Sister, look, you've avenged yourself, you've avenged yourself!"

……

Mo Jiuwei deliberately controlled the speed at which the spiritual fire burned, so that these people would experience more pain.

I'm back from my hometown these past couple of days. I was supposed to update yesterday, but I left my laptop charger there and it didn't have enough battery to write. Hopefully, I won't miss another update this month!