The killing intent came too quickly and suddenly, but it was resolved just as quickly and unexpectedly. As a result, the few cultivators who escaped a calamity in the small tavern stood dumbfounded, with expressions of bewilderment. After a while, they finally shifted their gaze to Chu Mo, and their eyes were filled with awe and reverence.

Then, the leader of these cultivators trembled as he clasped his fists towards Chu Mo: "Thank you, senior, for saving us!"

Chu Mo shook his head; he only acted because he couldn't stand idly by.

At this moment, the door of the small tavern suddenly turned to dust, disappearing into thin air, leaving only a doorway.

A figure stood at the entrance, a young man in his thirties. He was handsome but had a slightly feminine appearance, with a pale face, as if he had sustained some internal injury.

Just now, he had gathered a killing intent to execute the cultivator who dared to speak out of turn, only to be thwarted, which also caused him some backlash. He was well aware of the presence of a master in the tavern, but relying on the powerful force behind him, he didn't retreat but instead came directly to confront them. He wanted to see who dared to impede the Beidou Sect.

Then he saw Chu Mo sitting there, slightly furrowing his brow—this person was quite unfamiliar. He had never seen him before!

This cultivator, who also appeared to be in his thirties with slightly dark skin, was calmly looking at him.

This filled Lu Ping's chest with overwhelming anger. Despite "Ping" being in his name, his temperament had never been calm. Coldly staring at the seated Chu Mo, he spoke: "Who are you? What gives you the right to meddle in the affairs of the Beidou Sect?"

"He merely complained a bit, is there really a need for such anger?" Chu Mo smiled as he looked at Lu Ping.

Lu Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: "By saying so, you're determined to meddle, right? I am Lu Ping; do you dare to reveal your name and origin?"

Before Chu Mo could speak, the leader among the cultivators walked over with a bitter face, bowing deeply to Lu Ping: "Lord Lu Ping, we truly spoke without intention. We hope you will spare us and not hold it against us..."

He had no choice but to step forward and speak, because if a conflict broke out between the two, the one who stood up for them might end up with nothing happening, dust off his hands and leave. But what would happen to them? They still needed to survive in this area, and offending the Beidou Sect would create serious consequences. What would happen to their families? They wouldn't blame Chu Mo for intervening. After all, if this person hadn't used that single vegetable, Old Six would already be dead, and according to the Beidou Sect's consistent overbearing style, they would likely not have escaped unscathed, being crippled would be the least of their worries. But they also had to consider how to survive afterward.

Chu Mo understood this principle as well, so seeing the leader speak up, he simply stood aside and watched.

However, this cultivator from the Beidou Sect, named Lu Ping, seemed to completely ignore the counterpart, keeping his eyes fixed intently on Chu Mo: "What? You have the guts to intervene but no courage to report your name? Alright, if you're scared, kneel on the ground and kowtow three times, remember, it has to be three loud kowtows. If they're not loud, it won't do. Then, if I'm in a good mood, I might let you off."

Chu Mo sighed: "What if I refuse?"

Lu Ping sneered: "Refuse? Then die!"

"Are you stalling, waiting for reinforcements from your sect?" Chu Mo suddenly asked.

A trace of panic flashed across Lu Ping's eyes, and he then forced a grim smile at Chu Mo: "So what if I am? Do you think you can escape after provoking the Beidou Sect?"

"You don't have to wait, they're not coming," Chu Mo replied calmly.

"What do you mean?" Lu Ping furrowed his brows tightly, looking at Chu Mo in confusion.

"They're all dead," Chu Mo sighed.

With his level of cultivation, how could he not know what Lu Ping was doing? Coming to the Beidou Realm, he really didn't want to make a fuss or cause any major disturbances. But there's no choice; this is the Cultivation Realm, a world where strength is supreme. Conflicts spark instantly with hardly any survivors left behind. Otherwise, it can only lead to endless troubles in the future.

Over the years, Chu Mo understood this better than anyone.

So, just as Lu Ping was contacting reinforcements from his sect, Chu Mo had already split off a doppelganger, effortlessly killing those individuals tens of thousands of miles away from the Ancient City.

As for this Lu Ping in front of him, Chu Mo didn't intend to let him go either. For those in the tavern, erasing this part of their memory later would suffice.

Lu Ping looked at Chu Mo in shock, utterly disbelieving. Then, all of a sudden, he summoned a dharma instrument, attempting to use its power to escape.

Bam!

The dharma instrument exploded in the tavern, unleashing a tremendous spatial force.

But simultaneously, Chu Mo acted!

He extended a hand, releasing a gentle force that swiftly formed an independent small world, containing all the spatial force unleashed by the dharma instrument within it. Then, with a squeeze... annihilation!

The people in the tavern, including Lu Ping, only felt a blur before their eyes, and then... there was nothing.

Chu Mo sighed, glanced at Lu Ping, and directly struck him down.

Lu Ping's form completely vanished from this world, along with his soul, leaving nothing behind.

After a journey of cultivation, it ultimately turned to emptiness. Perhaps in the last moment before his death, he felt regret, but if things were to happen again, he might still make the same choices.

The tavern was utterly silent, everyone looking at Chu Mo with faces full of terror.

Even those saved by Chu Mo were filled with fear when they looked at him.

Chu Mo sighed, then directly erased a portion of these people's memories with his powerful dao technique. Unless someone with significantly higher cultivation than Chu Mo intervened, it was nearly impossible that anyone would notice any clue.

After doing all this, Chu Mo gracefully departed.

A while later, the people in the tavern came to consciousness, each with a frown, feeling as if something had just happened, yet unable to recall anything.

Among the cultivators, Old Six took a sip of wine, for some reason, he felt his heart beating fast, as if afraid of something, and couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, what the hell... the damn Beidou... ugh, forget it, we've been working hard for so many years, let's just take it as time to recuperate. Boss, I kind of miss my daughter!"

The leader also felt a bit uneasy, a groundless anxiety. Hearing Old Six's words, he looked at him deeply and said with some satisfaction: "Old Six, you've matured."

The other brothers nodded: "Indeed, Old Six has always had the most fiery temper; for him to think this way is not easy. Boss, during this period, instead of searching for spiritual herbs, we should just take a break and spend time with our families!"

The leader nodded: "I was thinking the same, just afraid you'd be unwilling. Since you all feel this way, we'll take a break."

With that, they settled the bill and left the tavern, soon exiting the city, and their figures gradually faded away.

......

In the northern part of the Beidou Realm, at the deepest end of the continent, there was a vast palace, spanning millions of miles, floating in the void. Here, known to the people of the Beidou Realm as the "Heavenly Palace."

The headquarters of the Beidou Sect was established here.

At this moment, in a corner of the Heavenly Palace, a vast hall resounded with a sudden angry roar: "What happened? Why have all the soul lamps of the disciples in Heavenly Wolf City extinguished? Who is responsible for this? Get out here and report!"

Following the angry roar, a middle-aged man emerged, panic-stricken, flying towards a large hall, kneeling outside as he trembled and said, "Fourth Elder, this subordinate is guilty, this subordinate is guilty, I am investigating the matter."

From within the hall came a chilling voice: "Well, have you found out?"

"Not yet… currently, all we know is that the perpetrator is of a very high level. Here, I have a message from Qi Peng, who guards the Star Gate, perhaps, it might be related." The middle-aged man nervously replied.

"Speak." The voice inside the hall remained icy cold.

The middle-aged man said: "Qi Peng sent back a message saying someone from the Trial Field had invaded our Beidou Realm. That person is extremely strong, and the holy artifact, the Star Diagram, in Qi Peng's hand was nearly destroyed by that person's punch. Shortly after that, the incident in Heavenly Wolf City occurred, and considering Heavenly Wolf City is at the border, I believe... the two incidents might be connected."

The voice in the hall softened slightly but remained cold: "Are you saying someone came from the Trial Field, arrived in our Beidou Realm, and did this?"

"Fourth Elder, that is my speculation," the middle-aged man wiped a non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, apprehensive, but he knew he probably passed this test. He understood why the Fourth Elder was so angry, because among the seven or eight people who died in Heavenly Wolf City, all were disciples from the Fourth Elder's line. Among them, a certain Lu Ping was rumored to have some familial relation to the Fourth Elder. His death might be the real cause of the Fourth Elder's anger.

"You are to proceed immediately to Heavenly Wolf City and thoroughly investigate this matter for me," the Fourth Elder's voice inside the hall was cold, "Don't say I didn't warn you, Steward Du, these are sensitive times, and someone of your rank should be somewhat informed. If you ruin the Lord's major affairs, even a thousand heads wouldn't be enough to cut off!"

Steward Du shuddered and quickly responded: "Thank you for the reminder, Fourth Elder. I understand. I will withdraw and proceed with the investigation!"

"Go."

Steward Du left the hall and, returning to his place, immediately gathered a substantial number of people, heading gloomily towards the direction of the teleportation array.

The incident in Heavenly Wolf City, like a small ripple, did not cause any particularly large impact.

Meanwhile, Chu Mo had long since left that border Ancient City and arrived amidst a vast marsh.

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