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Chapter 600 Fury

"Heh, these people are really funny. They robbed us of our people, and now they want to kill us all? Are they crazy, or are they afraid we'll find out something?" Xiao Ding chuckled, his brows furrowing slightly as he murmured with some doubt.

"Do you know why they captured Qinglin?" Jing Chen stared at Luo Bu and asked calmly.

"This... I don't know." Rob glanced at the extra burn mark on the ground, swallowed hard, and shook his head awkwardly. As if afraid that Jing Chen wouldn't believe him, he quickly added, "I haven't had much contact with them. Mo Ran is the highest-ranking person in the Mo family that I've ever met."

Jing Chen stared intently at Luo Bu in front of him. After a moment, he nodded slightly and pointed to the group of people of unknown origin, asking, "They should be from the Mo family, right?"

"Yes." Rob quickly nodded.

With a slight smile, Jing Chen turned his gaze to the men whose expressions had turned grim and said softly, "Gentlemen, why don't you speak?"

The man at the head of the group glanced at the newly added charred marks with trembling eyes, his throat bobbed, and he said in a trembling voice, "We were just following orders, we had no idea what was going on."

Jing Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a slight flick of his finger, a strange black flame instantly ignited on the body of the person next to the man. Before he could even scream, he too was reduced to the newly added charred marks.

"I want to hear the truth. I hope you're not lying to me." Jing Chen smiled slightly, but in the eyes of the Mo family members, this smile was like that of a demon.

"We really don't know!" The man's legs trembled slightly, his face turned pale with fear, and his voice became hoarse with terror.

Upon hearing this, Jing Chen's expression instantly turned indifferent. He was just about to kill another person and continue questioning when Hai Bodong suddenly spoke up, "No need to ask anymore. They really don't know anything. Given the strictness of the Mo family's secrecy, they wouldn't tell them any important information."

The raised hand froze in mid-air. Jing Chen turned to Hai Bodong, smiling, and asked, "So, what do you know?"

His gaze met those jet-black eyes for a moment, then after a long pause, Hai Bodong looked away and said thoughtfully, "I had contact with the Mo family back then, so I know some secrets. One of the Mo family's ancestors was an alchemist. However, he wasn't interested in orthodox alchemy; instead, he focused on some strange and unusual things. For example, taking strong claws or bones from the bodies of magical beasts and transplanting them into humans."

"Oh? That's really a pervert." Upon hearing Hai Bodong's description, Jing Chen raised an eyebrow and said softly.

"Heh heh, it is indeed quite perverted. But that guy is quite capable; he actually managed to concoct something in the end. Although his power increased considerably, he ended up looking like neither human nor ghost. After studying many magical beasts, he transferred the organs to some humans with strange organs. You know, there are always some people who are different, and the ancestor of the Mo family tried every means to capture those people and then transplanted them into his own body, greatly increasing their strength." As he said this, a look of disgust flashed across Hai Bodong's face. Clearly, he was extremely disgusted with these perverted things.

"I think that little girl named Qinglin must have something special about her, right? Otherwise, I really can't figure out why they would go to such lengths to capture a little girl."

Upon hearing Hai Bodong's words, Jing Chen's expression immediately turned extremely ugly. He naturally knew what made Qing Lin so special; even the so-called Jade Serpent Three-Flower Pupil was highly praised by Yao Lao.

"Damn it, those bastards actually set their sights on Qinglin's Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil!" Upon hearing this, Jing Chen's face turned extremely ugly. He slowly clenched his hands together, and with just a glance at the Mo family members, they instantly turned into ashes, scattering into the heavens and earth. Of all the Mo family members, only the one who had answered earlier remained.

Seeing Jing Chen suddenly erupt in anger, Hai Bodong was taken aback. Although he had never seen Jing Chen so angry before, he already understood that the little girl named Qing Lin was being targeted by the Mo family for this reason.

As the Mo family members were burned to ashes, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became deathly silent.

Cold sweat streamed down Rob's forehead as he sat upright in his chair, not daring to move an inch. He stole a glance; the boy's face was grim, and his entire body was slowly enveloped in dark flames.

The remaining Mo family man stood frozen in place, his face pale with fear from Jing Chen's unpredictable attack. His lips trembled, and his eyes were filled with terror. Had that black flame been even slightly off-target, he would have surely died.

"You're provoking the Mohist school!" The man's trembling voice completely betrayed his fear. Although the voice was shouted, it was clear that there was more bark than bite.

"Provocation? Interesting. Today, I'm not only going to provoke you, I'm going to cause trouble!" Jing Chen chuckled coldly, his voice filled with undisguised killing intent.

"Don't be so arrogant! Behind our Mo family is the Yunlan Sect!" The man roared, seemingly trying to embolden himself, his voice particularly loud.

"Yunlan Sect? Heh. I'll give you two choices: one, take me to the Mo Clan; two, be burned to nothingness like your companions!" Upon hearing the Mo Clan man mention Yunlan Sect, Jing Chen chuckled mockingly, then looked at the Mo Clan man, a wisp of black flame dancing merrily between his fingers.

"The Mohists have not betrayed us," the man said, trying to suppress his fear, his words still defiant. However, this time Jing Chen had no patience to play along. Before he could finish speaking, his words were burned to nothingness by the flame between Jing Chen's fingers.

"The headquarters of the Mohist school is located in Yancheng, in the eastern part of the empire. It's the largest city in the eastern province of the empire," Xiao Ding said behind Jing Chen. "From Shimo City to Yancheng, it might take eight days to walk. But if you fly, it only takes a little over a day."

Nodding slightly, Jing Chen turned his head and focused his gaze on Rob, saying with a smile, "Commander Rob, now it's time to deal with the issues between us. First of all, regardless of whether you were instigated by others, you have caused considerable losses to my Mo Tie Mercenary Group, that's a fact."

Upon hearing this, cold sweat immediately poured down Rob's face. Without wiping it away, he trembled, his face ashen, and said, "My Sand Mercenary Group will offer your group approximately 100,000 gold coins as compensation. Is that acceptable?"

However, Jing Chen simply shook his head slightly at Rob's offer of compensation.

"Then, two hundred thousand?"

"Three hundred thousand?" Looking at Jing Chen, who was still shaking his head and whose smile was getting colder and colder, Rob finally asked in a mournful voice, "Then what exactly does the master want? Just say it. With your strength, our Sand Mercenary Group has no chance to fight back at all."

Even now, Rob has completely given up hope. With Jing Chen's terrifying strength, wiping out the Sand Mercenary Group would be a piece of cake, not to mention the group of members of the Desert Iron Mercenary Group standing behind him.

"My requirements are simple: the Sand Mercenary Group will merge into the Desert Iron Mercenary Group. Lower-ranking members will be given some money and expelled. Members of seven stars or higher can stay, and those who are Battle Masters will retain their original positions!"

(End of this chapter)