How to Bring Common Sense to Xianxia World

Chapter 117: The War for Primordial Ruin Secret Realm-02

“True Sky Severing?” One of the surviving elders uttered in a mix of awe and dread. He looked around. There were only a few of them left, along with barely a hundred warriors who had survived the onslaught.

“Yes…” Mo Jue replied with confidence, his eyes fixed on the group of invaders as if they were nothing more than useless bugs.

“So… are you going to continue, or surrender? I will not kill you, but do not expect to go free either. Since you came here to cause trouble, prepare to send letters back to your clans and sects and have your ransom delivered to us. If your clans do not bleed for your freedom, then it will be you who bleeds for your clan’s resources.” Mo Jue said, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

Gu Tianhe and the few surviving elders looked at each other, then suddenly…

Whoosh!

Gu Tianhe and the elders ran away at the same time. They scattered and fled toward the portal, hoping to escape as quickly as possible. Gu Tianhe, the only one who possessed a powerful escape artifact that could be used inside the secret realm, took out a talisman.

But before he could activate it, a flash of sword light appeared. His right hand, the one holding the talisman, was severed at the wrist.

“Arrrrrrrrggghhhh!”

Gu Tianhe cried out in agony, his severed wrist flying through the air before falling to the ground below.

Mo Jue moved closer at an unhurried pace. He placed his sword on Gu Tianhe’s shoulder and slowly slid it toward his throat.

“Others may run away… but you need to stay, Gu Tianhe,” Mo Jue said casually, his voice carrying an unmistakable sense of finality.

“Why?” Gu Tianhe asked.

“Because you are the Azure Sky Elder. The face of the Azure Sky Conglomerate,” Mo Jue replied.

Hearing the reply from the demon in front of him, Gu Tianhe gritted his teeth. This time… he was finished. He knew very well that although he bore the title of Azure Sky Elder, his actual strength was inferior to that of some Grand Elders within the conglomerate.

The only reason they had not completely kicked him out of the conglomerate was because they feared his ancestor in the upper realm.

However, since his ancestor resided in the upper realm, he could not fully manifest himself. At most, he could only project his will down from the upper realm.

That alone consumed an enormous amount of resources, resources Gu Tianhe did not know the nature of or how much was required. He only knew that some of those resources existed solely in the upper realm.

Because of that, he could forget about asking his ancestor to manifest his will to suppress dissent within the conglomerate. Such a method could only be used as a final trump card, and only when the survival of the Gu Clan itself was at stake.

But now… now that he had been captured for ransom, he knew that those people in the conglomerate would seize this opportunity to kick him out.

Most of the Gu Clan’s resources came from the conglomerate. If he were kicked out, the Gu Clan would be severely affected. He could not allow that to happen.

At that moment, Mo Jue noticed something in the distance near the horizon, where the portal was located.

He saw two large flying arks. One belonged to the Heavenly Sword Sect, while the other carried a banner with the words “Immortal Dream Garden” written on it.

“Huh? Immortal Dream Garden? Who the hell ordered their services here?” Mo Jue frowned. He initially thought that some lustful researchers from the Unity Sage’s Archive must have hired them.

However, as the two flying arks approached, he saw that all the elders who had just fled were captured and tied up on the deck like a group of beaten dogs. Standing at the front was Jian Heng, the vice sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

On the deck of the Immortal Dream Garden’s ark, Hua Zuixian was also standing guard over the captured elders. He was the one who had dealt with the stronger elders, such as Elder Ming from the Heaven’s Spire Sanctuary. As for the elders from the Sacred Flame Valley, they were being guarded by Jian Heng, who seemed to have personal grievances with them.

“Ah? Why are you two here?” Mo Jue asked. He knew both Jian Heng and Hua Zuixian.

The former was a respectable sword cultivator from the righteous path, while the latter was an eccentric expert who did whatever he pleased. In fact, Mo Jue had once tried to recruit Hua Zuixian, but Hua Zuixian had refused because he loved freedom.

“Are you here because of the Primordial Ruin?” Mo Jue asked Jian Heng. This time, his voice grew colder.

Jian Heng maintained a polite smile on his face before respectfully cupping his fist toward Mo Jue.

“I am Jian Heng, vice sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect. I greet the Sky Severing Demon, Mo Jue. I came this time to help you because Mr. Wei asked me for a favor,” Jian Heng explained politely.

“And what about you, Drunken Immortal?” Mo Jue asked Hua Zuixian.

“It’s the same. That brat asked me to come and help you.” Hua Zuixian paused and looked around the area.

The traces of battle were everywhere. There were long trails of sword marks carved into the ground, the wreckage of three flying arks, and corpses scattered throughout the area.

“But it seems we are not needed anymore,” Hua Zuixian said.

“Yes… you are a little too late, Drunken Immortal. The fun part has already ended,” Mo Jue said with a nod. He dragged Gu Tianhe by the collar after using his cultivation to completely seal Gu Tianhe’s cultivation base, then drifted toward the Heavenly Sword Sect’s flying ark.

Yes, he knew that this flying ark belonged to a righteous path sect. However, since Wei Chen had asked them to come help him, and since Jian Heng was one of the few respectable righteous path cultivators who was not a hypocrite, Mo Jue did not mind their company.

Besides, dragging Gu Tianhe here was even better. He could disgust Gu Tianhe simply by having Jian Heng nearby.

Jian Heng looked at Gu Tianhe, his former nemesis, with eyes as indifferent as if he were looking at a pebble by the roadside. He ignored Gu Tianhe entirely, treating him as unworthy of notice, and instead spoke with Mo Jue.

“Patriarch Mo, shouldn’t you invite us to tour this secret realm a little? I have long wanted to see this primordial ruin with my own eyes. Just tell us where we should not go, and we will follow your rules,” Jian Heng asked.

Gu Tianhe felt something stab into his heart when he saw his nemesis and the source of his heart demon ignore him like this. His pride could not endure it. This was worse than Jian Heng mocking him. Being ignored, treated like a roadside pebble, was more than he could handle.

“Pfftt! Cough!” Gu Tianhe coughed up blood from sheer anger. He glared at Jian Heng, who continued to ignore him completely, as if Jian Heng had just killed his parents.

“Oi! Watch your blood, will you? I do not like your hypocritical blood staining my clothes,” Mo Jue mocked.

“Shut up! You demon!” Gu Tianhe glared at Mo Jue.

Mo Jue shrugged and ignored Gu Tianhe. This ant could do nothing to him. It was far better to converse with Jian Heng than waste time on this conniving old fox.

Unknown to Mo Jue, that act of ignoring him only infuriated Gu Tianhe further. Now, Gu Tianhe truly wanted to kill this man along with Jian Heng. He was certain that Mo Xingyao, the jewel of this demon, would surely be at the ruin.

Once he arrived at the ruin, he would wait. He would wait until the people of the Murong Clan arrived. Then, he would call upon his ancestor in the upper realm and kill all of them. He would leave this demon, Mo Jue, alive but crippled.

Then, he would humiliate this demon’s daughter in front of him, forcing him to watch as his daughter cried in agony and humiliation, unable to do anything to stop it.

Just wait, Mo Jue… just you wait!

Gu Tianhe thought this in his mind, filled with malicious intent, yet none of it showed on his face. For now, he needed to endure first. Yes…. Endure…

As Gu Tianhe continued to silently endure the humiliation, the two flying arks continued their journey toward the ruin on the horizon.

The moment he saw the ruin in the distance, Gu Tianhe’s consciousness suddenly went blank, replaced by another consciousness. It was far stronger than Gu Tianhe himself.

Gu Tianhe… no, the owner of the consciousness within Gu Tianhe looked at the primordial ruin, his eyes filled with greed and calculation.

{It truly is one of the Primordial Archives… I never thought it would hide here… in the lower realm…} the consciousness thought within his mind.