The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 398 The Old Man

At this moment, the Tengshe clan orcs patrolling in the clouds below had obviously also spotted them.

The pose was so conspicuous that it was hard not to notice.

The group of Tengshe beastmen all looked up and discovered that flying at the very front was an eight-clawed golden dragon, carrying a female and two dragon cubs.

Following closely behind was a giant fire phoenix, with several orcs and a bunch of cubs standing on its back.

One of the old men stopped abruptly, his cloudy old eyes sweeping over the beastmen and cubs one by one, finally locking onto Mo Lin.

Seeing this face always feels extremely familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before.

As people get older, their memory may decline.

After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered.

Mo Lin's face, especially his deep and cold eyes, is almost identical to that of the brilliant but tragically mutilated Sixth Elder from twenty years ago.

The old man contracted his muscles violently, seeing that Mo Lin's strength had already reached the thirteenth level (the Foundation Establishment stage) at such a young age. What a monstrous and terrifying talent this was!

Such strength at such a young age.

He suddenly remembered the rumor circulating in the clan that the old clan chief and several elders had conspired to kill the original sixth elder's family.

The orphan of the former Sixth Elder escaped and vowed to return for revenge.

Last year, a high-ranking member of the clan died suddenly overnight, which was said to be related to that orphan.

Despite the new clan leader's best efforts in investigating, he was unable to find any clues.

If that orphan were still alive, with his talent and strength, it wouldn't be difficult for him to do all this.

The thought of this possibility terrified the old man, who broke out in a cold sweat and dared not think any further.

Meanwhile, Xuanyuan Ming, Feng Su, and the others in the sky had already flown far away.

Mo Lin naturally noticed the movements of the Tengshe beastmen below.

Especially the old man's reaction, but he didn't pay any attention to it.

The affairs of the Tengshe clan are no longer his concern.

His enemies have received their due punishment, and he has long since let go of the past.

Now, he has people and things he cares about more.

After flying for about two hours, the group finally arrived at Bibo Pool.

This is an extremely wide lake, with water as green as jade and crystal clear.

The lake is surrounded by rolling green hills, the mountaintops shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland.

The most breathtaking sight is the thousand-foot waterfall in the very center of the lake, which resembles a silver river falling from the heavens, a truly magnificent sight.

Upon seeing such a beautiful sight, the cubs jumped off their father and frolicked on the grass by the lake.

Xuanyuan Ming landed and transformed into human form, and Su Xiyue jumped off his back carrying two little dragon cubs.

Several men got busy preparing lunch.

Ye Ling was processing the golden-scaled fish she had just caught by the lake.

Fire is lit from green bamboo.

Bai Qi and Xuan Ming led the cubs to pick wild fruits.

Mo Lin stood alone by the waterfall, gazing absently at the splashing water.

Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he turned around, coldly shouting, "Get out here!"

The old man from the Tengshe clan emerged from behind the bushes, trembling, his expression showing a hint of embarrassment at being discovered.

"This old man, Mo Yan, greets you, sir."

Mo Lin's eyes were as cold as ice, and his body was filled with a chilling aura, clearly indicating that he had already harbored murderous intent.

He now despises the Tengshe clan the most, yet this old man secretly followed him, which was practically challenging his bottom line.

The old man from the Tengshe clan trembled at his murderous aura, but he did not run away. He immediately knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Lord Mo, please, for the sake of our clan, save the Tengshe Clan."

His kneeling completely stunned Mo Lin.

What does it mean?
Ye Ling and the others also heard the commotion and came over.

Su Xiyue curiously leaned closer and found that it was an unfamiliar Tengshe clan elder, so she couldn't help but look at Mo Lin.

The reason why it was easy to tell that he was an elder of the Tengshe clan was because there was a small Tengshe pattern coiled on his left arm, which looked more like a mark.

Mo Lin's expression grew even colder: "I don't know you, nor am I a member of the Tengshe clan, and the affairs of the Tengshe clan are none of my business."

After saying that, he turned and left, not intending to get entangled with the old man.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the old man hurriedly grabbed his leg and cried out, "Lord Mo, I know that you are the last surviving member of the Sixth Elder. Now that you are so powerful, only you can save the Tengshe Clan."

Ye Ling and the others all knew about Mo Lin's background and that he had a grudge against the Tengshe Clan. In fact, it was Ye Ling, Bai Qi, Qing Zhu, and the others who killed Mo Lin's enemies together.

However, they truly had no idea what had happened to the Tengshe clan recently.

Feng Su and Xuan Yuanming had only vaguely heard about Mo Lin's background, and knew nothing more.

Feng Su raised an eyebrow and used her feather fan to cover the corners of her mouth that were turning up: "Oh, you expressionless guy, you have this other identity?"

Mo Lin's face was so dark it could drip water, and he kicked the old man away, saying, "You're asking for death."

"Lord Mo, please, for the sake of the ancestors of the Tengshe clan, go back and take charge of the overall situation."

The old man rolled twice and crawled back, his forehead pounding against the ground repeatedly, tears streaming down his face. “The Tengshe Clan is now in decline and desperately needs a strong leader. You are exceptionally talented and powerful. Only you can lead the Tengshe Clan back to its peak.”

Mo Lin's face grew increasingly cold, and a chilling aura emanated from him. "You must know how the Tengshe Clan treated my family back then, right? And now you still have the nerve to beg me to go back?"

Besides, it was he who led Ye Ling and a few others to carry out the massacre of the Tengshe tribe's high-ranking members last year.

That old man couldn't possibly not have guessed.

The old man wept bitterly, kowtowing repeatedly: "Lord Mo, what happened back then was all due to the greed of the old clan chief and elders. Now they have received their just deserts. Please give the Tengshe clan a chance."

opportunity?

Mo Lin sneered. When had they ever given him a chance?
"I won't go back, you should leave."

He coldly tossed out a sentence and turned to leave.

The old man slumped to the ground, wailing loudly, as if the future of the Tengshe clan rested on his shoulders.

Su Xiyue glanced at the old man, sighed inwardly, and tugged at Mo Lin's sleeve: "Are you really not going to get involved?"

Mo Lin stopped and looked back at her, his deep eyes filled with complex emotions.

"It's not that we don't care, it's that we can't."

He sighed softly, "The affairs of the Tengshe Clan are too complicated, involving too many conflicts of interest."

Moreover, he now has a new life and a new family.

Why take on another mess?

Mo Lin turned and walked towards the lake, his back as cold and hard as iron.

The elder of the Teng Snake Clan suddenly shouted in a hoarse voice, "Lord Mo Lin, your grandfather's snake bones are still being suppressed at the clan's altar."

These words struck Mo Lin like a heavy hammer.

He turned around abruptly, his eyes narrowing to slits: "What did you say?"

The old man trembled at his sharp gaze, but could only brace himself and say, "After your grandfather's gallbladder was removed, the snake bones were suppressed under the altar by the old clan chief, who said that he would never be reincarnated."

"Heh...very good."

Mo Lin instantly laughed in anger, his body radiating a chilling aura that seemed almost tangible, clearly indicating that he was furious to the extreme.

Su Xiyue could sense his anger and grief. Her expression was complicated as she gently held his hand and said, "Mo Lin, don't be impulsive."

Mo Lin glanced at him, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, "I know."

He turned to the old man and asked, "If I go back with you, what are your plans?"

The old man was overjoyed to see that he had agreed: "As long as you are willing to go back, you will have the final say on all matters in the clan."

Mo Lin sneered: "Including releasing my grandfather's snake bones so he can be laid to rest? And what about your new clan leader?"

The old man quickly said, "As long as you are willing to go back, it is only right to release the sixth elder's snake bones and let him rest in peace. As for the new clan leader, if he knows what's good for him, then so be it; if he doesn't, then the clan rules will deal with him accordingly."

Mo Lin's eyes flickered slightly, clearly weighing the pros and cons.

Su Xiyue said softly, "If you want to go, I will go with you."

Ye Ling's silver eyes were cold. "Let's go together."

If the Tengshe clan dares to play tricks, he wouldn't mind slaughtering them again.

Bai Qi smiled gently and warmly: "It's a good opportunity to witness the hospitality of the great clans of the Upper Realm."

With her emerald eyes indifferent, Qingzhu said, "Let's finish this quickly and not delay our return journey."

Xuanming cracked his wrists, saying, "I've wanted to tear down that damn altar for a long time."

Feng Su gently waved her feather fan: "This clan leader has never seen what the Tengshe clan's altar looks like."

Xuanyuan Ming picked up the two dragon cubs and said, "Let's go."

Mo Lin looked at his family members who were willing to help him destroy his lair without saying a word, and his cold, hard lips softened slightly.

"Thank you."

He said in a hoarse voice.

The elder of the Tengshe clan trembled as he looked at the group that suddenly seemed to be filled with murderous intent.

How did these evil spirits end up together, and each one of them is more terrifying than the last?