We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 220 Master Wangxin! I'm saying this one last time! Get out!
After seeing off his third brother.

Xiao Mo raised his long sword and slashed down again, splitting the entire courtyard, along with the magic array, in two.

After Xiao Mo destroyed the core of the blood sacrifice array, the blood mist that permeated the town gradually dissipated.

The unconscious citizens and cultivators of Maple Leaf City gradually awoke.

For most people, they have no idea what happened.

The blood mist from not long ago seemed to have never existed at all.

The remaining Wangchuan Sect cultivators in Maple Leaf City were completely bewildered.

How is this going?

Could it be that there's something wrong with the formation?

Some Wangchuan Sect cultivators hurriedly ran towards the courtyard at the core of the magic array.

When they arrived at the courtyard, all they saw was a man holding a Tang-style broadsword, standing quietly at the entrance.

As for Senior Sister Liu and Senior Brother Qian, they were nowhere to be found.

Before they could even ask what was going on, Xiao Mo took out a knife and walked towards them step by step.

Sensing Xiao Mo's terrifying aura, the cultivators of the Wangchuan Sect had only one thought—run!
They had no will to resist and simply turned and left.

But how could Xiao Mo let them go?

With a single slash, Xiao Mo killed all the cultivators of the Wangchuan Sect in front of him, leaving no corpses behind.

After killing these cultivators, Xiao Mo went to the city lord's mansion again.

"Young Master Xiao, what do you need to do?"

"Young Master Xiao, it was all because Senior Sister and the others wanted to harm you; it has nothing to do with us."

"Young Master Xiao! I beg you! Spare my life, please!"

When Xiao Mo entered the city lord's mansion, everyone felt the murderous aura emanating from him and his undisguised killing intent, and they all begged for mercy from him.

However, apart from some of the original servants and maids of the city lord's mansion, Xiao Mo cut down every disciple of the Wangchuan Sect he saw with a single stroke, without the slightest hesitation.

Meanwhile, the girl who had arrived in Maple Leaf City looked around in confusion.

She originally intended to break the blood sacrifice formation.

Before he could even make a move, the magic circle completely dissipated.

While the girl was still wondering what was happening, a surge of blood energy gathered above the city lord's mansion, and one loud bang after another came from that direction.

Without hesitation, the girl flew over.

"Young Master Xiao, I have no grudge against you. Please spare my life! I'm willing to serve you like a slave! And I promise I'll never do anything evil again! Young Master Xiao, I beg you."

An inner disciple of the Wangchuan Sect knelt before Xiao Mo, kowtowing repeatedly.

But Xiao Mo seemed not to hear him and raised the knife in his hand again.

Every cultivator in the Wangchuan Sect has their cultivation built upon the sacrifice of human lives; there are no exceptions.

Those who were exceptional had long since become nourishment for the other disciples of the Wangchuan Sect, just like Third Brother.

Just as Xiao Mo was about to strike, his mind became slightly focused.

He immediately turned and slashed.

The lotus flowers that floated gracefully toward Xiao Mo were all shattered in mid-air, turning into countless tiny golden petals that fluttered down from the sky like a golden rain.

A delicate fragrance drifted on the breeze past Xiao Mo's nose, pure and serene.

Xiao Mo withdrew his gaze and looked ahead.

The moonlight, like water, quietly fell upon the earth, and a young girl in a monk's robe appeared before him without his noticing.

Her skin was as white as jade, glowing softly in the moonlight, as if gently shrouded in a hazy halo. Her long eyelashes drooped, concealing a pair of crystal-clear eyes.

Her eyes were so pure and untouched by the world, like the first snowfall, silently covering the vast plain, so clean that one dared not touch them for fear of leaving the slightest trace.

Although the girl had no black hair, it did not diminish her ethereal beauty in the slightest.

Her features were clear and delicate, with a straight nose and thin lips. Every contour seemed to be outlined by the moonlight, neither too much nor too little, blending perfectly into a breathtaking face.

It was as if the girl's beauty was beyond the reach of ordinary people, as if she came from a realm beyond the clouds, carrying a pure white and flawless holiness.

The moment Xiao Mo's eyes met the girl's, her clear eyes widened slightly in disbelief.

"Xiao Mo."

Looking at the man in front of her, who exuded a murderous aura, Wang Xin slowly spoke, as if in a dream.

Even though the girl and he hadn't seen each other for almost seven years.

Even though he used to be the same height as me, he is now a head taller than me.

The girl recognized him at first glance.

"Jiang Xin, it's been a long time." Xiao Mo naturally recognized her as well, after all, her eyes were unforgettable. "No, I should call you Wang Xin now."

"Xiao Mo, what happened here?" Wang Xin asked anxiously.

Even though Wangxin couldn't read Xiao Mo's mind, she could sense that Xiao Mo was very angry.
"The Wangchuan Sect wanted to hold a blood sacrifice in Maple Leaf City, which killed my third brother. I'm just making them pay for their blood debt," Xiao Mo said calmly.

“But Xiao Mo…” Wang Xin glanced at the Wangchuan Sect disciples behind her, “I can feel that he is truly repentant. The abbot said that if someone is truly repentant, he should be given a chance to make up for the mistakes he made in the past.”

"Master Wangxin".

Looking at this innocent girl, Xiao Mo's tone carried a hint of teasing, or rather, mockery.

"What good is his sincere repentance before he dies? Do you think he will refrain from doing evil after I'm gone?"
Secondly, how did Master Wangxin know that the people he killed wanted him to repent?

What if those wronged souls only want him to die?

In the end, even if he truly repents, so what? What does it have to do with me?
His repentance is his business, and my killing him is my business.

I don't have the time to 'reform' everyone; I only know that these people deserve to die, that's all.

Forget Heart: "."

"Get out of the way," Xiao Mo said to Wang Xin.

“Xiao Mo, no, we must not kill him. This is not only to give this benefactor a chance to repent, but also for your sake.”

Wang Xin shook his head vigorously.

“Your mind is not right right now, I can see it. The bloodthirsty aura on your body is far too heavy. You are practicing the Blood Demon Blade Technique. The abbot once said that the Blood Demon Blade Technique is like licking blood from a blade. If you kill too much, the bloodthirsty aura will attack your heart, and you will really become a demon.”

"Becoming a demon? Forget the heart. I am a disciple of the Myriad Paths Sect. In the eyes of the world, I am a demon." Xiao Mo said calmly.

"How the world sees you is their business, but in my heart, you are not!" Wang Xin bit her thin lips tightly.

"What you think is none of my business," Xiao Mo said coldly, raising the Tang sword in his hand. "Get out of my way!"

Under the oppressive force of this mountain-like aura of bloodlust, Wang Xin broke out in a cold sweat, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

But the girl stubbornly insisted, "I won't give in."

Xiao Mo's eyes narrowed, and an overwhelming killing intent enveloped the entire city lord's mansion. The bloodthirsty aura seemed to form a hideous face like a demon, about to devour Wang Xin.

"Master Wangxin! I'm saying this one last time!"

Xiao Mo's eyes were bloodshot.

"roll!"

(End of this chapter)