Chapter 19: Misery loves company
Mo Dao flew for hours. A Grandmaster can easily control surrounding Vital energy so its not that Mo Dao flies on his own rather the Vital energy present all around lifts him up and pushes ahead. So grandmasters cannot fly rather they use their domain, only saints can fly just by using their physical bodies. A saint has loosened the constraints of the world to some extent.
The speed was faster compared to him running on feet and it only took a few hours to arrive at Minghe county. Mo Dao landed a few km away from Minghe and started running. After reaching the county gates Mo Dao showed his identity and entered. Looking at the bustling street, moving carriages and kids running on the roads Mo Dao was a bit startled. There was no curfew and checks. The streets were bustling and business was high.
Mo Dao moved towards his manor in Mo Family. After reaching behind the wall he stretched his divine sense and almost the whole manor was covered by him. A stage 1 grandmasters divine sense can spread upto 500meters and this distance increases along with strength. Mo Dao perceived some small talk between maids and understood the gist of things. This all happened due to Jun Xiao. Mo Dao was happy that his identity wasn't exposed the future plans will be easier to execute.
Mo Dao jumped inside his room and inspected. It was same as he'd left it.
He changed into luxurious clothes and returned to his original face. He came out of the room and called the steward.
"Master Dao congratulations on breakthrough."
"Hmm, explain me everything that happened while I was in seclusion."
"Yes, there was a man who killed two masters of Sabertooth and Wuming gang each. That same man returned again and this time Leader of Wuming gang Jong Xi also died in the battle. The three families decided to jointly search for the culprit but Jun Xiao son of General Jun from capital arrived at Minghe. At evening will be a banquet at county lord mansion and highest figures from all three families will be present there."
Mo Dao had an astonished expression when he heard about Jong Xi's death.
"Do you know why Jun Xiao came to Minghe."
"He came to meet his childhood friend Lin Que but she'd already departed a week ago. He wanted to meet you but since you were in seclusion it wasn't possible."
"You can leave and don't tell anyone that I'm out of seclusion."
Mo Dao started pondering. He'd planned to lay low for today and join ghost market in black canyon next day. But now he definitely can't do that. Since its a banquet from county lord and Jun Xiao joined in as well that means Gu Qingzi incharge of county prison will also attend it. Then there's only one stage-2 grandmaster left to supervise the whole prison.
Mo Dao's eyes twinkled in excitement. He didn't cared about Jun Xiao if he got another chance he'll still kill Lin Que, being kind to enemy is akin to betraying yourself.
Mo Dao informed steward not to disturb him. He jumped over the wall and left. Reaching Zan Bejo's house he unearthed the bracelet and put back Three Elements divine technique inside it. He wore the bracelet on his left wrist and left for county prison after changing into Zan Bejo.
Mo Dao sat on a tea stall looking towards the county prison from time to time. Many guards in the same uniform were gossiping with each other while waiting for their shift. Mo Dao also joined them.
At the evening during sunset a man came out of county prison. He was tall, robust and had a short white beard. He was Gu Qingzi incharge of county prison and leader of county guards. He is a stage 7 grandmaster and one of top players in Minghe county. Only few people such as founders of three families and city lord can best him in strength. Behind him was a middle aged man with a face slightly similar face to Gu Qingzi. He was Gu jinhan son of Gu Qingzi and a stage-2 grandmaster. After a short talk Gu Qingzi sat in a carriage and left for county Mansion.
5 minutes later Mo Dao stood up and moved towards prison. He directly went for the underground prison and since many people knew Zan Bejo none stopped him. Mo Dao came on level 3.
Looking at the long Queue of cells Mo Dao wanted to howl in excitement. He casted a simple barrier at the entrance. The barrier was too flimsy even an Innate could smash it in two blows but it was enough to block sound.
Mo Dao entered inside the barrier, unlike level 1 and 2 only 79 cells were filled with prisoners other cells were empty thus 8 masters were deployed in total.
As Mo Dao walked forward a Master noticed him and shouted
"Who are you, this shift has just started. Name yours-" he was on guard against Mo Dao but the difference between strength is too great.
FWOOOSH
He was engulfed by Blazing Sun fire. It only took a few moments before he turned into ash. A 2nd stage master is too weak against a Grandmaster.
BOOM
Mo Dao ran with full speed, he passed like a blur and another master exploded into blood mist.
"Pull the liver, alarm others." Heeding to the call of his colleague a Master ran towards the liver. Pulling it will alarm the reception and Mo Dao definitely doesn't wants that. So before he could pull the liver Sword light passed dividing him into multiple pieces.
"Fight together, there's no escape." A Master shouted in horror. Only five of them remained at this rate they'll be dead for sure.
But all of it was useless. They only lasted for 30 seconds.
The whole underground was silent and then sounds of rapid breathing came.
"Haha serves them right, are you going to free us?" A voice came destroying the silence. It was from first cell.
Mo Dao didn't answered, he just followed the voice and entered the cell. Inside was a middle-aged man with unkempt beard and yellow teeth. A nauseating smell came from him. Sword energy appeared in Mo Dao's hands and
SWOOSH
In an instant his all limbs were divided from his body.
AAARRRRGGGGGGHH
A wretched scream filled with agony and despair resounded in the underground prison. Rapid sounds of breathing could be heard from all the cells.
Mo Dao came out and entered second cell followed by another scream.
"Bastard, what are you doing?"
"Who are you?"
"You must be the bastard who killed two grandmasters a week ago right."
"I can work for you, don't do this."
".."
Curses, pleading and screams were thrown at Mo Dao but he ignored it all. Mo Dao doesn't needs volunteers to work for him, he'll choose his underlings, as for curses Mo Dao no longer cares for such things.
He left them to die of blood loss since only that can maximise his benefits. Mo Dao looked at the panel and rapidly rising evil points and origin points. He walked ahead with a satisfied smile on his face. The last 10 prisoners were left unscathed by him.
Mo Dao first entered the last prison
Inside was Wu Yun the strongest prisoner in the whole county prison. He was a deacon of Blood Demon sect. The blood demon sect was destroyed two centuries ago. Dacun Empire was under Blood Demon sect but after its destruction the empires under it were eventually devoured by other sects. Dacun was taken in by Martial Soul sect.
Mo Dao looked at the man chained before him. He had a burly body and fierce eyes.
"Wu Yun I'll give you a chance, surrender or die."
"Before that I want to know something as well, please enlighten me." Unlike his fierce appearance the words that came out of his mouth were exceptionally respectful.
"Speak"
"What is your age?"
"Why do you ask?"
Mu Yun took a deep breath and spoke
"My supernatural power is related to blood and bones, I can feel the young blood filled with vigorous vitality flowing through your weins. From your bones your age must not exceed 20 years. A Grandmaster at such a young age is definitely a genius."
"Oh but why do you look so excited?" Murderous intent was brewing in Mo Dao's eyes. He can easily deceive outside perception but this bastard can even tell Mo Dao's age while his cultivation is sealed. If his cultivation was released then Mo Dao's deception is a joke before him. Sure enough these old guys can't be underestimated living for centuries all of them have few tricks under their sleeves.
"I want you to become holy son of Blood Demon sect, please tell Me your age."
"Sure I'm 17 year old. But becoming holy son of Blood Demon Sect ..pfffft.....what can you losers even give me."
Wu yun's face turned red from anger. But he took a deep breath and suppressed the indignation in his heart. A 17 year grandmaster was enough for those sects to wage wars against each other. He definitely can't let this chance go away.
"You're right Blood Demon sect was destroyed but our core inheritance still remains, many remnants of Blood Demon sect are still in hiding just waiting for a chance to rise."
"Ho you can hear all the wailing and madness I caused just now, are you sure you want me to lead you."
"I'm completely sure, please become holy son of Blood Demon Sect."
"Tell me more about the inheritance."
"Those inheritance sites were created by our elders and sect master. There are 7 of them in total, one is present in Long Empire as well."
"Very well I accept you proposal now surrender completely."
Mo Dao placed his hand on Wu yunus head.
[Target has not surrendered]
SLAP
A tooth flew out from Wu yun's mouth, his left cheek was swollen
"I said surrender, there won't be a next time."
"I understand." Wu Yun lowered his head without any complaint
[Branding a Grandmaster-100000 evil points]
[Another Brand is present in consciousness, Does chosen wants to remove it?]
"Remove it"
Mo Dao felt control over Wu yun's life and death. On the other hand Wu Yun's eyes were filled with horror. Just now he felt the soul brand left left by an elder of sect disappear from his consciousness.
"Impossible..how can yo-...AAARRRRGGGGGGHH"
"Do not ask useless things."
"I-I understand" Wu yun was no longer sure if it was right decision to choose this kid as a holy son. Only a saint can put soul brands in someone's consciousness but a Grandmaster did the same thing right before his eyes, how could Wu Yun not be shaken.
Mo Dao was happy he just got a stage-7 grandmaster slave. As for becoming Holy son of Blood Demon sect, there are saints still alive from Blood Demon sect Mo Dao dare not bet his life on a single Wu Yun. Especially when this is a demonic sect, without equivalent strength there'll be no benefits at all.
Mo Dao rummaged the silver bracelet and threw a few treasures for healing and recovery. They once belonged to Jong Xi but such things are useless to Mo Dao. Mo Dao also unsealed his cultivation.
"Try to recover as much as possible, you'll have to fight soon."
Wu Yun sat cross legged in prison.
Mo Dao moved for second last prison, inside was a middle aged man with sickly appearance. His name was Zhao Zuntian a stage-6 grandmaster.
"You've one chance surrender or die."
"I'll surrender but please help me kill Luo Qing."
"We'll see that later, now open your mental defences and surrender completely."
It was a perfunctory reply but he had no choice. He saw this man's cruelity with his eyes defying him will lead to certain death.
[Branding a Grandmaster-100000 evil points]
"Do it"
Mo Dao entered the third cell and inside was an old man with one foot in grave. He was stage-4 grandmaster. It is said this man is mad and remains in vegetative state most of times, but due to his strength even a casual move harmed many people thus Gu Qingzi captured and locked him up.
"Surrender or Die."
"I surrender" it was a swift reply, there was no confusion or madness in those exceptionally clear eyes. Mo Dao could recognise those eyes, they belonged to someone who has deapaired to extreme.
Mo Dao smiled looking at the old man, this was first time Mo Dao genuinely smiled after he transmigrated. Mo Dao was happy cause he also has same eyes, the difference is that unlike the old man there is no helplessness in them but rather they are filled wrath, hatred, indifference and cruelty. Misery loves company. Being forced to fight for an unwanted legacy where the odds at winning is only one in a million can drive anyone insane.
Mo Dao is genuinely happy to meet this old man.
He placed his hand on Old man's head
[Branding a Grandmaster-100000 evil points]
"Do it"
Mo Dao unsealed his cultivation
"Welcome on-board old man."
The old man did not replied.
After that it was a thorough slaughter. Mo Dao killed all the prisoners and recruited four more Masters. All of them were peak masters one step away from grandmaster.
Mo Dao looked at the panel
[Evil points:-59000]
[Origin points:-850000]
It was time for breakthrough.
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