CHAPTER 843: CHAPTER 843: MO QINGKUANG’S RISE TO FAME

However, unfortunately, whether or not he harbors ulterior motives is something only he knows. The Mo Family’s young master, along with his entourage, wandered aimlessly for an entire year, and still, there was not a shred of information.

Mo Gaoli certainly guessed Mo Gaoyi’s treacherous intentions, knowing that his grandson might no longer be in this world. This time, seeking out a few Star Divination Masters was his last straw.

"Brother Gao Li, given our past friendship, we should do everything possible to help you with this. But, we are truly powerless." Seeing the tears in Mo Gaoli’s eyes, Ji Gaoxian and the others were secretly moved and felt compassion, but after thinking it over, they still politely refused.

Firstly, they didn’t want to get involved in the Mo Family’s affairs. Secondly, a year had already passed, and they weren’t confident they could help. If they made promises lightly, a mishap could tarnish their reputation.

To be honest, they thought it best to leave this matter to Mu Hanyan. They had seen his Star Divination Skill firsthand, surpassing theirs by an unknown margin. However, they all knew Mu Hanyan didn’t get along with Mo Yanhong, and the Mo Family didn’t seem to be on good terms with the Mu Family either. Since Mu Hanyan didn’t take the initiative to speak, they naturally wouldn’t cause him any trouble.

"Masters, just treat it as me, Mo Gaoyi, begging you to help my cousin." Hearing Ji Gaoxian and others’ refusal, Mo Gaoyi was inwardly overjoyed but still put on a sincere face, pleading on Mo Gaoli’s behalf. However, his referring to Mo Gaoli as a cousin clearly signified severed ties, with not a shred of former brotherly affection.

The false sincerity on his face made Mu Hanyan feel a wave of disgust.

"Family Head Mo, you pleading with us won’t help. It’s not that we don’t want to assist you; we simply lack sufficient skill and ability," Ji Gaoxian and the others, being astute, easily saw through Mo Gaoyi’s hypocrisy, knowing he didn’t truly wish for Mo Gaoli’s grandson to return to the Zong Family, hence, they firmly refused.

Seeing their firm stance, Mo Gaoli wore a look of bitterness and despair in his eyes, while a trace of a cold smile appeared at the corner of Mo Gaoyi’s mouth.

He was still contemplating having his precious son ascend to the position of Family Head after he was gone, how could he let others undermine it, especially when the person in question was Mo Gaoli’s grandson?

Although outsiders considered Mo Yanhong a fool, he was a late-born son whom he cherished deeply. In his view, even if his precious son seemed incompetent, his cunning mind and ruthless methods were reminiscent of himself in his youth. With some polishing, he might just be a piece of beautiful jade.

"Shen Moce, Pu Tiandi, Weng Yixiao, Ji Gaoxian, if he can’t persuade you, how about I ask you for help?" At this moment, another elder among the three with Mo Gaoli spoke.

Even Mo Gaoyi had to respectfully address these people as masters, yet this elder called them by name with an air of arrogance in his tone.

Mu Hanyan was slightly surprised, focusing intently on the elder.

The elder was modestly dressed and appeared calm. At a glance, Mu Hanyan mistook him for an old caretaker by Mo Gaoyi’s side, similar to her grandfather’s Uncle Yun. However, upon closer examination, she realized the elder’s strength was unfathomable. Once he spoke, a latent majestic aura emanated from him.

Despite being shorter by a few inches than Mo Gaoyi, at this moment, when he lifted his head, he seemed like a towering peak, overshadowing Mo Gaoyi.

"And who might this elder be..." Shen Moce and the others noticed as well, and dared not show anger, asking respectfully.

"I am Mo Qingkuang," the elder said calmly. But upon hearing his name, everyone present stood in awe, even the inherently proud Mu Hanyan was internally shocked and awed.

Mo Qingkuang, a legendary powerhouse whose name was celebrated throughout the Holy Court Continent centuries ago, the true pillar of the Mo Family!

Three centuries ago, the Mo Family, after clashing with the Song Family, another of the Eight Great Families, was besieged by a coalition of the Song, He, and Fang families. Had it been any other family, even the Mu Family, facing such formidable enemies would inevitably suffer great losses, possibly even eradication.

Yet, Mo Qingkuang alone wounded eight great experts from the Song, He, and Fang families, forcing them to retreat three miles and only then agreeing to peace with the Mo Family. Mo Qingkuang’s fame grew from this battle, solidifying the Mo Family’s position among the Eight Great Families, further dominating the Song, He, and Fang families.

His reputation matched that of the Beast Taming Sword Saint Xia Youchen a thousand years ago.

Mo Qingkuang was inherently detached, spending most of his time in seclusion. Up to now, it’s been at least a century since he last appeared, leading many to speculate he had passed away in some picturesque and serene place.

However, as long as this rumor remained unconfirmed, no one dared to underestimate the Mo Family, nor did they dare to tear apart relationships with them outright.

No wonder Mo Gaoli finally sought out a few Star Divination Masters. It wasn’t due to any sudden pang of conscience or pressure from the various elders; it was because Mo Family Ancestor Mo Qingkuang had returned.

"With Senior Mo’s request, it is our honor, how dare we refuse." Ji Gaoxian and Shen Moce expressed respectfully, yet their demeanor was exceedingly bitter.

With Mo Qingkuang having spoken, they need not worry about Mo Gaoyi making things difficult for them later, but since Mo Gaoli’s grandson had been missing for a year, how could they possibly divinate his whereabouts?

However, Mo Qingkuang’s reputation was overwhelming, and crucially, he had past connections with their master’s ancestors, making him effectively a senior’s senior to them, leaving them no room to refuse. Even if their reputation suffered, they had to force themselves to give it a try.

Thinking of this, several of them couldn’t help but let out a quiet sigh.

"Senior Mo, our skills are unrefined. If our calculations prove inaccurate, we beg for your pardon," Pu Tiandi bowed to Mo Qingkuang and said.

"Masters, please don’t worry too much. Just do your best," Mo Gaoyi said while exchanging a subtle, meaningful glance with Pu Tiandi and the others.

He originally had no intention of finding Mo Gaoli’s grandson. Seeing the Star Divination Masters lacking confidence, evidently having no assurance, he felt relieved, lightening his smile considerably. But just to be on the safe side, he still gave them a look. Surely, with the masters’ keen instincts, they would comprehend the meaning within his glance.

Mu Hanyan noticed his glance too, feeling even more repulsed.

In the world of families, power struggles for the position of Family Head were common as life-or-death battles. Sibling rivalry was nothing surprising, but someone as base and insidious as Mo Gaoyi was truly rare.

It’s one thing to seize the Family Head position through underhanded means, and another to exile someone’s entire family to remote wilderness. But now, he wouldn’t even spare the descendants, clearly aiming to cut off their lineage. Those are still heirs of the Mo Family, the descendants of his own brother, yet he still could bring himself to do it.

In comparison, Mu Hanyan thought the power struggles within the Mu Family were practically aboveboard.

"Three hundred and some years old; living to this day really makes one feel old," Mo Qingkuang said softly at this time.