345: Chapter 345 Mo Feng's Wrath: Why is it always him who gets to steal the spotlight?

Outside Qixia Valley, on the mountain path, the moment that pale golden light shattered the giant rock and sent Mo Ran flying, countless eyes witnessed it all.

The cheering Hehuan Sect Disciples surrounded Xu Ruyu, marching grandly into the valley.

Their laughter and cheers resounded through the mountains like horns of victory.

Meanwhile, the Taihu Clan Disciples scattered like frost-bitten eggplants.

A few brave ones tried to pick up Mo Ran, who was lying on the ground, only to find him unconscious and covered in blood, his breath so weak it was barely perceptible.

"Quick! Get him to the medical infirmary!"

Someone shouted.

Several Disciples scrambled to lift Mo Ran and sprinted toward the medical infirmary deep within Tianyin Mountain.

Behind them, they left a scene of devastation—shards of the broken crimson flame sword, the remains of the giant rock blown to dust, and a deep pit emitting green smoke.

...

The news, as if it had grown wings, quickly reached Elder Mo Feng's courtyard.

"What?!"

Mo Feng stood up abruptly, the teacup in his hand crashing to the floor and shattering into several pieces. His face was ashen, his eyes filled with disbelief and fury.

"You're saying Ran'er lost? And was heavily injured by that Xu Ruyu?!"

The Disciple who brought the news knelt on the ground, his whole body shaking and his voice trembling: "Yes... yes, Elder.

Xu Ruyu took out a strange-looking thing, and with one shot... with just one shot, he shattered Senior Brother Mo Ran's crimson flame sword and sent Senior Brother Mo Ran flying. Right now... right now, he is still in the medical infirmary, his fate unknown..."

"Bastard!"

Mo Feng slammed his palm onto the table beside him, and the hard purple sandalwood table shattered instantly, wood chips flying everywhere.

His chest heaved violently, and the fire of rage in his eyes almost seemed to erupt.

Ran'er was his distant grand-nephew and a pawn he had carefully cultivated among the younger generation.

Though not from the main lineage, he was clever and obedient, doing exactly as he was told.

Sending him to humiliate Xu Ruyu this time was supposed to be a guaranteed success, but he never expected...

"Xu! Ru! Yu!"

Mo Feng spat out those three words through gritted teeth, as if he wanted to grind them to pieces.

Inside the hall, Ku Mu and Hu Yong were also present. The two exchanged a look, both seeing a hint of wariness in each other's eyes.

"Brother Mo Feng, calm yourself." Ku Mu stroked his beard and spoke slowly, "This matter... I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"Not simple?" Mo Feng turned his head sharply, staring at him. "How is it not simple?"

Ku Mu pondered and said, "We saw with our own eyes that Xu Ruyu's Artifact Refining backfired in the Fire Cloud Cave; that couldn't have been faked.

But only ten days have passed, and he was able to use that 'scrap' to shatter a third-grade Magical Artifact in a single shot and heavily injure Ran'er... Don't you think, Brother Mo Feng, that this is far too suspicious?"

Mo Feng was stunned, his anger subsiding slightly as he frowned. "You mean..."

"Either Xu Ruyu was intentionally hiding his true abilities in the Fire Cloud Cave to lure us into a trap," Ku Mu said slowly, "or there is something in the Illusory Moon Well that allowed him to undergo a complete transformation in just ten days."

Hu Yong added with a smile, "I heard that in the inner layers of the Illusory Moon Well, there resides an Old Ancestor who reached the Saint Realm through the Dao of Artifact Refining, known by the Daoist title 'Holy Mother Fire Spirit'.

Since Xu Ruyu was inside for ten days, perhaps he received guidance from that Old Ancestor."

Mo Feng's expression became even more unsightly.

Guidance from a Saint Realm Artifact Refiner? What an incredible Opportunity!

How many people in the entire Taihu Clan dreamed of such a thing but could never obtain it!

"So what?" he said through gritted teeth. "Even if he obtained an Opportunity, it's a fact that he injured Ran'er!

Ran'er is a Core Disciple of my Taihu Clan. As an outsider, what right does he have to injure our people?

Just because he is a Saint Teacher? Does being a Saint Teacher mean he can bully the children of my clan at will?"

He became more agitated as he spoke, a murderous light flickering in his eyes: "This matter cannot be left like this!"

Ku Mu and Hu Yong exchanged another look, an imperceptible smile flashing in their eyes.

What they wanted was exactly this attitude from Mo Feng.

"Brother Mo Feng is right." Ku Mu slowly stood up, walked to Mo Feng's side, and lowered his voice. "That Xu Ruyu has been stealing the limelight everywhere since he arrived at Tianyin Mountain.

Restoring the transmission monument, cracking the Forbidden Array, gaining the recognition of the taihu tripod, and even the Clan Chief personally protecting his path...

The reputation of our Taihu Clan is about to be trampled under the feet of an outsider!"

Hu Yong also leaned in and said with a smile, "Furthermore, Brother Mo Feng, think about it. Those transmission monuments he restored were problems that even the ancestors of our clan could not solve for generations.

As an outsider, what right does he have to complete them? Where does that leave the dignity of the clan Seniors who have studied them diligently for many years?"

"And that Taihu Forbidden Array is regarded as a core secret of our clan.

He, on the other hand, went in for three days and not only cracked it but even gained control of it!

What kind of behavior is this? This is a blatant slap in the face!"

"Not to mention the taihu tripod. That is a sacred object left by the First Ancestor, representing the supreme authority of our clan.

It has recognized an outsider as its master. Can the highly respected Elders of the clan feel comfortable with this?

Can the Core Disciples who believe they are qualified to inherit the sacred object feel balanced in their hearts?"

With every word Ku Mu spoke, Mo Feng's face grew darker.

These words struck every vital point.

Xu Ruyu was too dazzling.

Every one of his successes was like a slap across the faces of those Taihu Clan members who considered themselves the orthodox lineage.

Why?

Why could an outsider achieve things that even the ancestors of their clan could not?

Why could an outsider freely enter and leave their clan's Holy Land and control their clan's Forbidden Array?

Why could an outsider gain the recognition of the First Ancestor's sacred object and have the Clan Chief personally protect his path?

While they, the Taihu Clan members of pure Bloodline, could only watch helplessly and even had to respectfully call him 'Saint Teacher'?

This frustration, this resentment, and this humiliation were like thorns deeply embedded in the hearts of many Taihu Clan members.

They didn't dare to openly oppose the decisions of the Clan Chief and the Supreme Dharma Master, but the dissatisfaction in their hearts grew like wild weeds.

And now, the Opportunity had come.

Xu Ruyu had injured Mo Ran.