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Chapter 599 The Mohist School? What the hell?

In that instant, Rob's pupils shrank to pinpoints; he could clearly feel his battle aura armor rapidly melting. However, before he could speak, a cold hand gently rested on his throat. In that instant, every pore on Rob's body stood on end. A faint shadow of death loomed over his heart.

"My lord, spare my life!"

In just one exchange, Rob finally felt the terrifying strength of his opponent. His body stiffened in his seat. He had a feeling that if he moved even slightly, he would be killed in an instant.

"Do you know anything about Qinglin?" Jing Chen tilted his head slightly, looked at the stiff-bodied Luo Bu, and asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Rob paused slightly. In that instant of silence, the hand on his neck grew noticeably colder. The biting cold sent a shiver down his spine. Looking up into those dark, demonic eyes filled with murderous intent, he had no doubt that if he hesitated even a moment longer, he would be reduced to a charred mess in an instant! He nodded repeatedly, his voice becoming hurried and shrill, seemingly driven by fear: "My lord, I understand!"

"Congratulations, your life is temporarily back in your hands."

Jing Chen smiled gently and slowly withdrew his hand. His faint smile, though seemingly warm, still sent a chill down the spines of Luo Bu and the others.

Inside the hall, under the almost stunned gazes of the crowd, Jing Chen casually pulled up a chair and sat down nonchalantly. He glanced at the pale-faced Rob out of the corner of his eye, tossing his halberd into the air, where it spun twice before disappearing. Looking up at Rob, he said, "Tell me, what's been going on with you guys lately? With your personality and the strength of the Sand Mercenary Group, it seems you're far from having the guts and power to sweep through all the mercenary groups in Stone Desert City."

Hearing Jing Chen's slightly sarcastic words, Rob could only chuckle awkwardly. After a moment of silence, he said with a wry smile, "Indeed, I never intended to dominate Stone Desert City. Moreover, the Sand Mercenary Group doesn't have the strength to control all the forces in Stone Desert City."

"Perhaps all of this is because of that little girl named Qinglin from the Mo Tie Mercenary Group." Rob's expression showed a hint of regret.

"Rob, I hope you understand what you're saying! Our family can help you dominate Stone Desert City, but we can also wipe you out in an instant!" Just as Rob was about to reveal everything, the man who was the leader of the group suddenly shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this shout, Rob's expression changed slightly. After a moment, he glared at the man and said viciously, "Damn it! If it weren't for you guys, I wouldn't be in this state today!"

"Who are they?" Jing Chen turned his head and looked at the man who was clearly not from the Sand Mercenary Group, and asked softly.

Upon seeing Jing Chen looking over, the men hurriedly took a few steps back, their fighting spirit surging rapidly, their faces filled with apprehension. While remaining vigilant, they couldn't help but glance at their feet, fearing they might become those eerie charred marks at any moment. Clearly, Jing Chen's previous attack had instilled fear in them.

"They are from the Mo family. That little girl named Qinglin was captured by their Grand Elder. Not long after they were captured, the Mo family contacted my Sand Mercenary Group, saying they could lend us people to help us dominate Stone Desert City. However, the condition is that we kill everyone in the Mo Iron Mercenary Group," Luo Bu said, glancing at Xiao Ding and the others standing behind Jing Chen.

"The Mohist School?" Jing Chen's expression changed slightly upon hearing this somewhat unfamiliar name.

"What is the origin of this Mo family?" Jing Chen turned his head slightly and looked at Xiao Ding, whose expression was not very good, and asked.

"The Mo family is one of the four major families in the northeastern province of the Jia Ma Empire. Although their power cannot compare to that of the behemoths like the Nalan family, they are not to be underestimated. They have been entrenched in the northeast for many years, and can be said to be deeply rooted there, acting as local tyrants. Very few people dare to provoke them. I didn't expect that this time it would be them who want to deal with us." Xiao Ding said with a deep frown.

"How strong is this Mo family?" Jing Chen asked casually, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table.

"The strongest member of the Mo family is the Grand Elder they mentioned earlier. I've heard of him; his name should be Mo Cheng, right? His reputation is quite renowned in the eastern part of the empire. He once single-handedly wiped out the most rampant and ruthless Black Whirlwind bandit gang in the east. You must know that the Black Whirlwind bandit gang was not to be underestimated. They had three Grand Battle Masters and over a dozen Battle Masters. Coupled with Tian Xing's ferocity, the empire sent troops to encircle and suppress them several times, but without much success; instead, they suffered considerable losses."

"That massacre was truly a bloodbath. That's why he earned the nickname 'Executioner Ink'," Xiao Ding said in a deep voice.

"Oh? Sounds like a ruthless person too?"

"Of course. Although he is indeed very strong as a Dou Ling, what gives Mo Cheng his current reputation and status is mainly his other identity." At this point, Xiao Ding's expression became somewhat strange.

"Tell me your identity?"

"When that guy was young, he was a disciple of the Yunlan Sect. Later, he left the Yunlan Sect to manage family affairs. However, he was quite clever. Although he left the Yunlan Sect, he still paid an extremely large tribute to the sect every year. And whenever there was a happy occasion in the Yunlan Sect, he would personally go to offer his congratulations. He was an extremely smooth person."

"It's said that when the Yunlan Sect Master accepted disciples more than ten years ago, that guy kept talking about it and bragging about it all over the world. Of course, being able to participate in the Yunlan Sect Master's disciple-acceptance ceremony is indeed quite enviable." Although he said this, Xiao Ding still shook his head, still feeling some disdain for Mo Cheng's character.

"Oh, by the way, the sect leader of Yunlan Sect has only taken in one female disciple in all these years. You should know who she is," Xiao Ding said, shrugging.

"Oh, I see." Jing Chen nodded slightly and smiled faintly. Who else could that female disciple be besides Nalan Yanran?

"Kid, since you know the Yunlan Sect is the backer of my Mo family, then you'd better be sensible and obediently come back to the Mo family with me." Hearing Xiao Ding's words, one of the younger men among them couldn't help but show a hint of smugness on his face. Judging from how practiced he was at making that expression, it seemed he had shown off this matter quite a bit.

However, before he could finish speaking, Jing Chen, sitting in the chair, casually waved his hand, and the young man instantly burst into flames of eerie black fire. In just a moment, the young man was reduced to nothingness, and even the words he hadn't finished speaking vanished along with him.

"Even if the sect leader of Yunlan Sect came today, you wouldn't necessarily survive! So please stop spouting those brainless words. If you want to live longer, then shut up! Say one more word and I won't mind killing another one!" Jing Chen didn't even look at the remaining scorch mark. His indifferent tone contained a murderous intent that was almost tangible.

Hearing Jing Chen's arrogance, the remaining four men were filled with anger, but since they were still his prisoners, they could only grit their teeth and dare not speak again.

(End of this chapter)