Fairy, please don't do this!

Gu Jinzhao nodded slightly and continued to guide him: "However, Senior Brother Mo has not yet found the right way to manifest his divine power in front of others."

Simply put, they want to show off, but don't know how!

Mo Zangfeng's breathing quickened slightly, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Please enlighten me, Junior Brother!"

Finally, they've taken the bait... Gu Jinchao's lips curled slightly, revealing an even more inscrutable expression:

"Ordinary acts of helping the weak and punishing evil are just superficial tricks to show off in front of others; their scope is too small."

He paused, then lowered his voice: "A truly magnificent feat that can be called a divine display in front of others is one that can be recorded in the annals of the sect, and even in the annals of the Nine Provinces, and be remembered and praised by countless cultivators in future generations!"

Seeing the increasingly bright light in Mo Zangfeng's eyes, Gu Jinzhao's smile grew even wider: "And the great calamity of the Qingyun Sect that I foresaw was such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"As long as Senior Brother Mo can step forward and avert this catastrophe that could destroy the sect, your name, Mo Zangfeng, will surely resound throughout the land."

He emerged out of nowhere when his sect was in peril, his sword pointing to the heavens, defeating powerful enemies and saving countless fellow disciples from dire straits!

Afterwards, the senior brothers and sisters of the sect would all look at them with admiration and gratitude.

The sect's annals will also record a significant chapter in his memory.

Even within the Nine Provinces, the name "Mo Zangfeng" would become a topic of conversation during casual conversation!

As Mo Zangfeng imagined that scene, his heart pounded like a drum, and his blood boiled.

Chapter 57, The Deception Backfired (3K)

Mo Zangfeng took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement: "Junior Brother Gu, please tell me first, what caused this calamity?"

Although he wanted to show off his abilities in front of others, he wasn't a fool.

If such a catastrophe were to occur, what could he, with his late-stage seventh-rank strength, possibly change?

Gu Jinzhao narrowed his eyes and finally revealed the core plan: "I have repeatedly deduced using the Heavenly Mandate Dao and have determined that this calamity was caused by a demonic cult spy hidden within the sect."

"This person is extremely well hidden and holds a high position. He is constantly stirring up internal strife within the sect and trying to provoke conflicts with other sects, intending to leave my Qingyun Sect beset by internal and external troubles and unable to take care of itself."

"And their ultimate goal is to take this opportunity to destroy the Demon Suppression Tower, open the Nine Nether Rift, and allow the demons that were once sealed away to reappear in the world!"

"At that time, the Qingyun Sect will be the first to bear the brunt!"

He looked at Mo Zangfeng and said, "What Senior Brother Mo needs to do is to see through the conspiracy before it fully unfolds, and to destroy its carefully laid traps time and time again, so that every step it takes will fail and it will accomplish nothing."

Finally, expose his true colors, unite the power of the sect, and completely eliminate him.

"In that case, you will be the greatest contributor to saving the sect!"

To stop Wan Qingsong from overthrowing the Qingyun Sect, Shao Baxing's bad luck alone is not enough; they also need to add Mo Zangfeng, a pragmatist.

Mo Zangfeng was deeply moved, but then he realized the key point: "Since Junior Brother Gu has already deduced the great calamity, can't he directly deduce who the undercover agent is?"

"Wouldn't it be easier if we just reported to the sect leader or the elders and had them take him down?"

Gu Jinzhao sighed, his face showing helplessness: "Senior Brother Mo, you may not know this, but that undercover agent has extremely high cultivation and has used a secret technique to conceal his true nature."

"I deduced it several times, but I could only see a blurry figure and could not pinpoint its specific identity."

"Therefore, we can only start with their actions, disrupt their plans, and force them to reveal their true colors."

"This matter requires a quick-witted, decisive, and trustworthy fellow disciple to carry it out in secret."

"After much thought, I realized that only Senior Brother Mo in the sect is capable of undertaking this important task."

It's not that he didn't want to expose Wan Qingsong.

The other party is in a high position of power, and if no real evidence is presented, no one will believe it.

Mo Zangfeng couldn't help but ask, "Why is it that only I can stop this calamity?"

Gu Jinzhao looked at him with admiration: "Because Senior Brother Mo not only has remarkable cultivation, but also a heart willing to shed blood for the sect."

Mo Zangfeng forcibly suppressed the uncontrollable smirk that was creeping up his lips: "Isn't Jie Hongchen the same?"

Gu Jinzhao sighed: "Senior Brother Jie is only focused on cultivation, how could he have the mind to think about anything else!"

Among the younger generation of the Qingyun Sect, Jie Hongchen's cultivation level is indeed the highest.

But he's a master of arguing; he's either arguing or on his way to arguing.

Mo Zangfeng chimed in, "That's true!"

He had previously trained diligently for several months in order to compete for the position of senior disciple.

As a result, in terms of cultivation level, they were always a step behind.

It's not that they lack talent, but rather that the other person cultivates day and night without rest.

As if he had thought of something, Mo Zangfeng frowned suddenly: "The Demonic Sect's undercover operation must be a secretive and meticulously planned operation."

"Even with my junior brother Gu's help, which allows me to anticipate their moves and thwart their schemes time and time again, all of this is done in the shadows."

"Outsiders don't know it was me who did this, and the sect is unaware of my achievements. How can this be considered as doing this in front of others... cough cough!"

He ultimately didn't dare to utter the words "manifestation of divine power" completely, but Gu Jinzhao understood what he meant.

Simply put, what this second brother is implying is that he went to great lengths and put on a big show, but no one knows or applauds him. Wasn't all his efforts in vain?

Instead of answering, Gu Jinzhao asked, "When was it that I cleared the sixth level of the Demon Suppression Tower and killed the Mirror Demon?"

Mo Zangfeng answered instinctively, "It was late at night, when there was almost no one else on duty inside the tower."

“That’s right.” Gu Jinzhao nodded. “At that time, no one else witnessed it, right?”

“Yes!” Mo Zangfeng nodded, then added, “But when the disciples on duty entered the sixth floor on the second day, they found that the Mirror Demon was dead and the tower floor was already open.”

"This matter immediately spread throughout the sect, causing quite a stir."

Everyone was speculating about who this person was who could pass through the sixth level, which even their senior brother hadn't been able to conquer...

Gu Jinchao interrupted him, asking meaningfully, "And then?"

"After some investigation and comparison, everyone finally identified me, right?"

Mo Zangfeng said, "That's right!"

Gu Jinchao leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice: "Then why doesn't Senior Brother Mo put himself in that situation?"

"Imagine that when the entire sect is buzzing with speculation about who the mysterious person who cleared the level is, you know the answer but remain silent, listening to others' comments, whether full of praise or disbelief."

"Watching them rack their brains, casting suspicious glances at one possible candidate after another, only to become more confused as various pieces of evidence were ruled out one by one."

"And you yourself, keep your merits and fame hidden, silently enjoying the thrill of being the only one sober in a world of drunks, and having the truth in your grasp."

"Until one day, the truth comes out, and all the amazement and admiration, like rivers flowing into the sea, finally converge on you alone."

"Brother Mo, what do you think of this kind of miracle, when the truth is revealed?"

Following Gu Jinzhao's description, Mo Zangfeng involuntarily put himself into that situation.

Instantly, blood rushed through my body, a tingling, trembling sensation shot from my tailbone to the top of my head, and my heart began to pound uncontrollably.

Gu Jinzhao coughed lightly at the right moment, pulling his thoughts back to reality, and his tone turned solemn: "Stopping this catastrophic disaster that could destroy the Qingyun Sect is also a kind of divine intervention behind the scenes."

"Indeed, when the conspiracy was thwarted and the danger was nipped in the bud, apart from you and me, perhaps no one knew that it was Senior Brother Mo who turned the tide in the dark and silently protected the peace of the sect."

At this point, the tone shifted abruptly, and the voice suddenly rose: "But the truth will eventually come out!"

"When that cult spy is completely exposed and brought to the sect's execution platform, all his past conspiracies and schemes, all his near-successful plots, will be revealed one by one!"

"And in contrast, there is that mysterious figure behind every failed conspiracy!"

"Throughout the Qingyun Sect, from the sect leader and elders to the outer disciples, everyone will suddenly realize that there is no such thing as a peaceful life; it's just that someone is secretly bearing the burden."

"And that person is you—Mo Zangfeng!"

These words struck a nerve with Mo Zangfeng, sending shivers down his spine.

Gu Jinchao looked at him with a smile: "May I ask, Senior Brother Mo, are you willing to be the one who bears the burden for the sect and for your own path?"

Under the dual impact of such extreme praise and grand vision, even Mo Zangfeng, who always maintained a cold demeanor, was somewhat elated and unable to control himself.

He forcibly suppressed the almost uncontrollable upward curve of his lips, took several deep breaths, and barely managed to calm his turbulent mind.

"I'll take on this task!"

"The rise and fall of the sect is the responsibility of its disciples."

He paused, then said seriously, "As for how to cooperate, junior brother, just tell me what you need to say."

"Senior Brother Mo, your righteousness is admirable! Junior Brother admires you!"

Finally, he managed to fool her... Gu Jinzhao immediately cupped his hands in apology.

If Mo Zangfeng is willing to take on the responsibility of fighting against Wan Qingsong, the infiltrator of the Demonic Sect, then he can leave Qingyun Sect with peace of mind and go to the Demon Suppression Division to fight monsters and level up.

Gu Jinzhao knew Mo Zangfeng all too well.

After all, in the game, that arrogant second senior brother was someone he personally trained.

As for whether Wan Qingsong would be pushed to the brink and then kill Mo Zangfeng, Gu Jinchao was not worried.

After all, Mo Zangfeng's master, Chen Jianzhou, was known for being fiercely protective of his own.

If you act openly, you'll definitely not get the better of it!

As for acting covertly, with the protection of his dynasty's fortune, he can turn misfortune into good fortune!

Gu Jinzhao's mind raced, and suddenly another thought came to mind: "By the way, Senior Brother Mo, I see that you have an extraordinary bearing, but your 'style' could be slightly adjusted to better highlight your unique temperament."

Mo Zangfeng asked in confusion, "What kind of look?"

Gu Jinzhao did not answer directly, but turned his back to him, put one hand behind his back, and struck a pose that was both aloof and mysterious.

"Just like me, turning my back on all living beings."

"Turning one's back to all living beings?"

Mo Zangfeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

Gu Jinchao turned around and said, "I once learned about a sword master named Wushi in an ancient book. The book called him the Wushi Sword Emperor."

"The Sword Emperor of No Beginning?"

Mo Zangfeng murmured repeatedly. He had never heard of this name before, but it sounded extraordinary.

"According to that ancient book, the Sword Emperor Wushi's life was filled with extraordinary achievements and his swordsmanship was divine. He stepped forward many times to turn the tide when the human race was in danger."

"However, he was extremely discreet and never revealed his true face in public."

"The world only knows that there was a towering figure who carried the lives of all people, annihilated all invading enemies, and then disappeared like the wind without leaving a trace."

Gu Jinchao exclaimed, "The author of that ancient book left such a comment at the end of the text, which I still remember vividly!"

He paused, his gaze fixed intently on Mo Zangfeng, and slowly recited, word by word: "At the end of the sword path, who is the sharpest? Upon seeing the Beginningless One, the Dao becomes empty."

At the end of the sword path, who is without edge? Upon seeing the beginningless Dao, all paths become empty!

These two sentences, like the resounding toll of a great bell, struck Mo Zangfeng's mind with tremendous force!

What domineering power, what aloofness, what... incredibly high-class!

Upon hearing this, Mo Zangfeng felt his heart surge with emotion: "Why have I never heard of this Wushi Sword Emperor before?"

Gu Jinzhao casually made up an excuse: "In ancient times, there were countless amazing people!"

"But there are very few powerful figures like the Sword Emperor Wushi who silently protect the human race."

"In that case, how could anyone know his name?"

He wants to portray a "cool and aloof" type, so naturally he needs to have that cool and aloof demeanor.

Chapter 58, Waiting for a Rabbit to Run into a Tree Stump (3K)

Ji Shan and Lin Qingci were somewhat bewildered!

Since finishing his conversation with Gu Jinzhao, Mo Zangfeng had been facing away from them.

Ji Shan thought she had displeased him, and couldn't help but purse her lips: "Senior Brother Mo, why are you turning your back to us like this?"

"This is a form of spiritual practice!"

Mo Zangfeng stood with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly and casually.

This sense of aloofness, turning his back on all living beings, gave him a feeling that he himself was the Sword Emperor of No Beginning.