Urban Grand Heavenly Immortal

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"You want to leave, sure." Mo Huasong nodded and said.

"Young Master Mo, you are so kind, my admiration for you is like the endless flowing water of the Yangtze River." Li Zitao said excitedly.

When Mo Huasong saw Li Zitao wanting to leave, he raised his right hand, a white light flashed, Li Zitao screamed and fell onto the ground, his right leg had been severed.

However, Mo Huasong's technique was very unique. Although he cut off Li Zitao's right leg, not much blood was lost. He temporarily sealed off the other's acupoints to prevent him from dying excessively due to blood loss.

Liu Men, seeing Mo Huasong's move, opened his eyes wide in shock and exclaimed, "Young Master Mo, are you using a magic artifact?"

You must know that those martial arts practitioners also highly value the weapons in their hands. Generally speaking, the better the weapons, the more able they are to defeat their enemies.

No matter how good the weapon is, it is nothing compared to a magic artifact.

Take for instance, the legendary Ganjiang and Moye, which are magical artifacts, capable of cutting iron like mud, and are sharp as a razor blade. Even ordinary martial artists, if they have a magical artifact in their hands, they dare to challenge opponents who are more skilled in martial arts.

Like Sect Leader of Yi Xing Sect, he also has a treasured magic artifact. But magic artifacts are also divided into inferior, medium, and superior types. Their Sect's weapon is of the inferior type.

Even so, the reputation of the Yi Xing Sect in the martial arts community is not low. No one dares to underestimate their Sect Leader. For example, if one can break the opponent's weapon with just one stroke, it undoubtedly gives an advantage and can defeat the opponent.

Mo Huasong's weapon appeared to be a magic artifact.

Because of the unique materials used to refine magic artifacts, they are incredibly easy to hide and can be used when needed.

Your mother's winter melon is a magic artifact, your whole family are magic artifacts, Mo Huasong furiously cursed Liu Men in his heart.

The Sword Spirit is a Supreme Divine Artifact, which was belittled by this brainless winter melon as a worldly magic artifact.

The worst weapon in the Cultivation realm is a magic artifact, which is a hundred times better than a divine artifact, and a Supreme Divine Artifact is more than ten thousand times better than a magic artifact.

"Why do you follow the trend of shaving your head? Why don't you keep a flat top? I hate it when people shave their heads." Mo Huasong cursed Liu Men.

Liu Men, frightened, quickly begged for mercy, "Young Master Mo, please don't kill me. I also wanted to keep a flat top, but all my hair has fallen out, I can't keep a flat top."

"For those who serve as the tiger's accomplices, even if I don't kill you, I will abolish your martial arts to prevent you from harming others in the future." After finishing this sentence, Mo Huasong slapped Liu Men's Dantian.

"Ah." Liu Men saw his own martial arts were abolished and fell into a swoon due to anger.

Li Zitao was screaming in pain, "Young Master Mo, didn't you say I could leave? Why did you cut my leg off?"

The beauty beside Li Zitao had long been scared to faint by the scene.

"I said you could leave, but not right now. Tell me everything first. I don't like to beat around the bush. If you hide any detail from me, I will kill you." Mo Huasong looked at Li Zitao with a murderous look on his face.

"Young Master Mo, please don't kill me, I'll tell you, it was Young Master Bai from the Mo family in the Capital City who told me to do this." Li Zitao quickly said.

The best possible outcome is that when Mo Huasong found Bai, Bai would kill him.

Mo Huasong frowned slightly, "Young Master Mo Bai of the Mo family in the Capital City, is it Mo Huabai?"

Mo Huabai is the son of his late father Mo Chengming's third brother, who is 22 years old and manages a company of the Mo family in the Capital City.

Every direct member of the Mo family, after reaching adulthood, leads a company given by the Mo family.

This Mo Huabai is a business genius. He took over the company at the age of 18 and increased its profits by twenty times over a few years, which surprised the people of the Mo family.

Legend has it that the Old Master Mo loved Mo Huabai very much and might make him the successor of the Mo family in the future.

Technically, Mo Chengming is the Old Master Mo's eldest son and the main candidate to take over the Mo family. Even if Mo Chengming could not take over in the future, his son Mo Huasong would succeed him.

But several years ago Mo Chengming died, and there are rumors that Mo Huasong is not Mo Chengming's son, but a son borne of infidelity by Wu Yuzhen. So, the attitude of the Mo family toward Mo Huasong suddenly became cold.

Furthermore, when Mo Huasong was fourteen years old, he committed a big scandal in the Mo family and was driven out.

Unable to bear the gossip, Wu Yuzhen took Mo Huasong to Zhanshai City.

The news of Wu Yuzhen's so-called infidelity also reached the Wu family, and the Wu family ignored Wu Yuzhen and Mo Huasong.

So, things haven't been going well for them here.

Mo Huabai always had issues with Mo Huasong, and he often bullied him in the past.

"Yes." Li Zitao nodded. "Young Master Mo, I was just following orders, please spare me."

Mo Huasong took Li Zitao's phone and dialed Mo Huabai's number. Soon, the call connected.

"Zitao, have you killed Mo Huasong yet?" The voice of Mo Huabai came from the mobile phone.

Since the hotel plan failed, Mo Huabai let Li Zitao directly find someone to kill Mo Huasong.

Zhanshai City is Li Zitao's territory, killing a waste like Mo Huasong is not a challenging task.

A while ago, Mo Huabai heard rumors in the Capital City that Wu Yuzhen had called the Wu family, which made him nervous.

If the Wu family intervened in Mo Huasong's affairs, it might allow Mo Huasong to return to the Mo family in the Capital City, and wouldn't his efforts be wasted then?

Therefore, Mo Huabai planned this way. Only if Mo Huasong slept with two influential people, it would cause a big scandal, and then the Mo family and the Wu family would give up on Mo Huasong for good.

Even if Mo Huasong escaped from the hotel, Mo Huabai still made sure the news reached the relevant people secretly, planning to have nowhere for Mo Huasong to go.

"So, you were behind all this, why do you want to kill me?" Mo Huasong's voice was filled with anger.

He did not have many good feelings toward the people of the Mo family, and now that he heard from Mo Huabai's voice confirmation of the latter's intention to get him killed, he grew even more furious.

"Are you Mo Huasong? Where are Li Zitao and the others? Why didn't they kill you?" Mo Huabai shouted in surprise.

In order to plan this event, Mo Huabai personally came to Zhanshai City to meet with Li Zitao.

The two bodyguards around Li Zitao were competent martial artists, and either of them could vanquish a small gang single-handedly.

Mo Huasong had never learned any martial arts since he was a child, and after Mo Chengming's accident, no one took care of him anymore. For someone as easy to bully as Mo Huasong, anyone could crush him.

Mo Huasong chuckled coldly, "They are about to die."

"What? You dare kill them?" Mo Huabai shouted again, but he soon became hopeful, "Good. Mo Huasong, you dare to kill. This time, you're done for. Later, the Mo family will be mine, besides, your mother is too meddling, she even wants to ask the Wu family for help. Damn it, after you go to jail, I'll have people kidnap your mother."

"Mo Huabai." The intense murderous intent flickered in Mo Huasong's eyes.

His mother was always his inverse scale, whoever touched it would die.

"Hahaha, Mo Huasong, are you very angry? I tell you, your mother is quite mature, but she looks pretty good and has a good figure. All of my men are drooling over her." When Mo Huabai felt Mo Huasong's fury, he felt joy.

Over the years, Mo Huabai has always taken pleasure in bringing Mo Huasong down. The worst Mo Huasong's life was, the happier he was.