Chapter 60: Chapter 58: Killing to Silence

’Brother Mo? There’s someone else?’

Zhang Cheng and the others followed Jin Sanpang’s gaze and spotted Mo Qi.

"Who are you?"

They all tensed up as if facing a great enemy, but when they saw that Mo Qi only had a Refining Essence Cultivation, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"He’s my Brother Mo. He’s..." Just as Jin Sanpang was about to continue, a look from Mo Qi stopped him.

Like a child who had done something wrong, Jin Sanpang lowered his head, twisting his two fat hands together with a fearful expression.

Seeing this, Zhang Cheng raised an eyebrow. ’Something’s wrong. Very wrong.’

Although Jin Sanpang had the mind of a child and a simple heart, not just anyone could earn his friendship, let alone make him act this way.

’Could it be that Jin Sanpang was able to return here because of this Refining Essence youth?’

Zhang Cheng shot a look at a lackey to his side.

The lackey understood. He walked up to Mo Qi and pointed at him. "This is the private Spiritual Ore of my Wolf Fang Sect. You’ve trespassed, sir. If you can’t provide a reasonable explanation, then we’ll have to get rough."

Mo Qi stepped out from the corner and smiled. "You say this is the Wolf Fang Sect’s private Spiritual Ore? I’m afraid my Void Sect would disagree."

"You’re from the Void Sect?!" The lackey was startled and glanced at Zhang Cheng for confirmation. After receiving a nod, a vicious glint flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph, what nonsense. A mere Refining Essence cultivator dares to impersonate a high-level disciple of the Void Sect? I’ll capture you first and we’ll sort this out later!"

As his voice fell, the lackey pointed a finger at the spot between Mo Qi’s eyebrows from a distance.

He was at the Refining God Seventh Heaven, and this finger strike contained his Spiritual Power.

If Mo Qi truly only had a Refining Essence Cultivation, this attack wouldn’t just capture him. It would destroy his consciousness and turn him into an idiot.

Mo Qi hadn’t expected the man to resort to such a vicious move without another word. Just as he was about to counter, an even more terrifying Spiritual Power descended from above, crushing the lackey’s attack with ease.

The next second, a mountain of flesh flashed over and sent the lackey flying with a slap. It was Jin Sanpang.

"Don’t you dare bully Brother Mo."

Jin Sanpang spread his arms, shielding Mo Qi like a mother hen protecting her chick.

"San Pang, stop fooling around! Come over here to Brother Cheng!" Zhang Cheng said in a low voice.

However, Jin Sanpang stubbornly bit his lip and ignored him.

Zhang Cheng’s face darkened instantly. Jin Sanpang had always listened to him before. He hadn’t expected that in less than half a day, a "Brother Mo" would suddenly appear.

And from the looks of it, Mo Qi’s position in Jin Sanpang’s heart was even higher than his own.

"San Pang, if you don’t listen to me, I won’t play with you or give you any more good food," Zhang Cheng said, playing his trump card.

But Jin Sanpang still didn’t budge an inch.

"Fine, fine. Jin Sanpang, it seems your wings have grown strong. You even dare to disobey me now. And after I was so good to you." Zhang Cheng was so furious he began to laugh. He wished he could slap Jin Sanpang, but unfortunately, he was no match for him.

"Brother Cheng, I..." Jin Sanpang looked conflicted.

"Enough. Zhang Cheng, is it? Stop with the fake sentimentality. Is feeding San Pang a roasted chicken coated in deadly poison what you call ’being good to him’?" Mo Qi couldn’t help but sneer.

Zhang Cheng was deeply shaken. His gaze toward Mo Qi was filled with astonishment and killing intent.

’How does he know?’

’No, this man cannot be allowed to live!’

If word of this reached Jin Sanpang’s father, Jin Quan, given how much he doted on his son, not even being the son of the Wolf Fang Sect’s Sect Leader would save his life.

In that moment, many thoughts raced through Zhang Cheng’s mind.

’Since Mo Qi knows about this, then Jin Sanpang must know as well.’

’No wonder. No wonder he’s not listening to me anymore.’

’In that case, not only must Mo Qi die, but Jin Sanpang can’t be allowed to leave here alive either.’

’I might as well find a way to kill Jin Sanpang, frame Mo Qi for it, and then pin the whole thing on the Void Sect.’

After all, the Wolf Fang Sect had already used an Array Formation to screw over the Void Sect. It would be perfectly reasonable for the Void Sect to retaliate.

"You guys deal with the Refining Essence trash from the Void Sect. This fat pig is mine!"

Zhang Cheng quickly finalized his plan. He had never dared to kill Jin Sanpang openly before, partly because he couldn’t beat him, and partly because it would be difficult to explain to Jin Quan.

But things were different now. Zhang Cheng had been ordered to excavate the Earth-level Spiritual Ore ahead of schedule, and he had a powerful Array bestowed by the Sect. It was enough to trap and kill Jin Sanpang.

With a Void Sect disciple like Mo Qi to take the fall, the opportunity was simply perfect.

"Go!"

With that command, Zhang Cheng was the first to attack Jin Sanpang.

Though both were in the Purity Realm, Zhang Cheng was only at the Early-stage Purity Realm while Jin Sanpang was at the Peak of Purity Realm. The gap between them was immense.

Facing Zhang Cheng’s attack, Jin Sanpang habitually scratched his bald head. He didn’t dodge, didn’t evade, and didn’t defend.

POW!

Zhang Cheng’s fist slammed into Jin Sanpang’s belly. A large expanse of fat jiggled from side to side a few times, then fell still.

"Brother Cheng, are you giving me a massage again?" Jin Sanpang asked with a foolish grin.

Zhang Cheng’s face was dark as he remained silent. He wasn’t surprised by this result.

It wasn’t the first time he had attacked Jin Sanpang, but he couldn’t even break through the defense of his blubber.

Every time he secretly took out his frustrations on Jin Sanpang, he would end up half-dead from exhaustion while Jin Sanpang felt extremely comfortable, thinking he was getting a massage and even enjoying it.

This time was different, however. The Hand Seal from Zhang Cheng’s fist on Jin Sanpang’s stomach suddenly flared with brilliant light. Countless array patterns flew out from the golden bracelet on his wrist, forming a massive Array that enveloped both himself and the bewildered Jin Sanpang.

Mo Qi cried out, sensing trouble. He wanted to warn Jin Sanpang, but he was surrounded by several of Zhang Cheng’s lackeys.

"Kid, I don’t care if you’re from the Void Sect or not. This is just your bad luck. Die!"

One of the lackeys closed in and sent a palm strike toward Mo Qi’s head.

They all possessed Refining God Cultivation, and the weakest among them was at the Refining God Seventh Heaven.

In their eyes, swatting Mo Qi to death was as simple as swatting a fly.

Mo Qi sighed. As a chef, he was actually reluctant to be stained by blood, because the killing intent and hostility would affect his mood for making Medicinal Cuisine.

However, he also thoroughly enjoyed the process of combat. It was an indescribably thrilling feeling.

’Since I have to fight, I might as well fight to my heart’s content!’

The next second, the aura around Mo Qi underwent a heaven-and-earth-shattering transformation.

If the Mo Qi from before was just an inconspicuous little chef with a Refining Essence Cultivation, then the him of this moment was a Demon Divine Being that had crawled out from the depths of Hell.

CRACK!

Mo Qi struck later but arrived first, clamping down on the lackey’s wrist.

The immense force caused the Refining God Eighth Heaven disciple from the Wolf Fang Sect to turn pale with fright. No matter how he circulated his True Essence and Spiritual Power, he couldn’t break free from Mo Qi’s grip.

"Up!"

Mo Qi grunted. The motion of gripping the man’s wrist couldn’t help but remind him of the time he used to cook for the disciples of the Void Sect.

Back then, he would spend every day wielding a soup ladle several dozen feet long, flipping a massive iron wok that weighed ten thousand catties to cook for tens of thousands of people.

Subconsciously, Mo Qi performed the motion of flipping a wok.

The Wolf Fang Sect disciple instantly felt an irresistible force travel up from his wrist, followed by a suffocating sense of weightlessness.

Before he could even react, his lower body went light, his legs left the ground, and his entire body swayed back and forth in mid-air.

CRUNCH!

All of his bones and every one of his joints were dislocated. An unrivaled power traveled up his torso and coursed through his entire body, turning his internal organs into a messy porridge.