Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 191

Upon learning this, Mo Yu couldn’t sit still. Before the banquet ended, she decided to leave.

Jin Feng reluctantly tried to persuade her to stay. “I wanted you to tour our village. Why are you leaving so soon? Is there something urgent at your sect?”

Mo Yu rubbed her forehead, feeling a heavy weight in her heart.

“Yes, I have something to take care of. Thank you for your hospitality, Chief Jin. I’ll visit again when I have the chance. This village seems like a perfect place for a restful retreat.”

“By the way,” Mo Yu lowered her voice and whispered to Jin Feng, “Be wary of the Song family, and be aware that there are likely spies within your village.”

Before Jin Feng could react, Mo Yu nodded to Ning Shaoyang as a farewell and then disappeared in a flash.

After she left, Jin Feng carefully pondered Mo Yu’s warning.

Regardless of Mo Yu’s intentions, her words were worth considering.

The Song family had always been her archenemy.

Not only did they squeeze her out in business, but they also spread rumors about her, causing significant trouble.

Mo Yu mentioned sensing malice, and now there were spies from the Song family within her village?

It might be worth a thorough investigation.

After Mo Yu left, Ning Shaoyang also felt the banquet was meaningless and decided to leave.

Jin Feng teased him with a smile, “What? Now that the girl is gone, the banquet is boring? Is she more interesting than the banquet?”

Ning Shaoyang rubbed his nose, pretending not to understand.

“Aunt, you know I never liked these banquets in the first place.”

Jin Feng smiled gently. “Yes, if it were before, you wouldn’t have stayed here at all.”

Su Manhua giggled nearby.

Their Little Martial Aunt’s charm was unmatched, even making her master fall for her.

“Wait for me in the back yard. I’ll find you after the banquet.”

“Alright.”

An hour later, the banquet finally ended. Jin Feng, though her mind was heavy, kept a smiling face and saw all the guests off.

Bai Roujing didn’t want to leave and pushed the servant who was ushering her out, approaching Jin Feng.

“Chief Jin, why don’t you consider what I said?”

Jin Feng’s smile vanished instantly.

“There’s no point in further discussion. Please leave.”

“But… you accepted my gifts!” Bai Roujing was truly unwilling.

Jin Feng sneered. “Oh, Steward, return her gifts.”

The steward came out holding the items Bai Roujing had given.

Seeing this, Bai Roujing quickly explained, “That’s not what I meant…”

But it was too late. Jin Feng unceremoniously dismissed her.

“Miss, please leave. Our Golden Phoenix Village cannot accommodate such a great Buddha like you.”

Seeing no point in staying, Bai Roujing reluctantly left, planning to reconsider her strategy.

After sending off all the guests, Jin Feng went to meet Ning Shaoyang in the back yard.

Ning Shaoyang was sitting under a tree, reading, looking like a serene painting that one wouldn’t want to disturb.

Jin Feng took out the Dragon Scale Jade Zither Mo Yu had given.

In the sunlight, the zither sparkled brilliantly.

“Here, take this,” she said with a smile.

Ning Shaoyang put down his book and rubbed his forehead. “Aunt, this is a heavenly-grade spiritual weapon. You should keep it. You can use it to win someone’s favor in the future.”

Jin Feng scolded him playfully, “This was specifically prepared for you by that girl. Didn’t you notice?”

“My weapon is the Long Tassel Spear. If she really wanted to gift me something, why not give me a spear? This Dragon Scale Jade Zither is clearly for you.”

Jin Feng’s weapon was indeed a Long Tassel Spear, a top-tier earth-grade spiritual weapon given to her by Ning Shaoyang. Because of this, Bai Roujing’s Seven-Star Phoenix Crying Spear, though excellent, didn’t impress her much.

Her nephew had already given her an earth-grade weapon, and she always thought of reciprocating with an even better gift. Now, Mo Yu’s Dragon Scale Jade Zither provided the perfect opportunity.

Ning Shaoyang smirked, his eyes narrowing.

“Aunt, what did she say before leaving?”

Jin Feng, sitting across from him, became serious.

“She said she sensed some malice here and warned me to be cautious of the Song family. She mentioned that there were likely spies in our village.”

“Strange, this Miss Mo had never been here before. How could she know so much about the power struggles here? Could all strong sect members be this perceptive? What do you think?”

Ning Shaoyang, in a relaxed posture that resembled Mo Yu’s, squinted his eyes.

“With strong enough spiritual power, one can have a certain premonition of danger. She means no harm to us and even has a mind to ally with us. Aunt, you can trust her.”

Jin Feng frowned. “I don’t understand why she left before the banquet ended if she really wanted to ally with us. If she had a genuine intention, why leave suddenly?”

Ning Shaoyang strummed the strings of the Dragon Scale Jade Zither, producing a melodious sound.

“Aunt, I’ll be leaving now.”

Jin Feng glared at him. “You don’t care about me at all, do you?”

Ning Shaoyang looked up. “What Song family? Just destroy them. Why go through all this trouble?”

Jin Feng’s brows furrowed. “It’s not that simple. Now get out of here!”

Meanwhile, Mo Yu was leisurely wandering through the clouds on her Soul Devouring Sword.

Resting her hands behind her head, she pondered her next steps.

Her plan for three thousand cultivators to face the tribulation together failed?

Was it because it went against the will of the heavens?

Was there really no other way?

She wanted to know the specifics of the failure.

An idea struck her, and she headed back to the sect on her Soul Devouring Sword.

Back at the sect, she hurried to the main hall.

Wang Zhi, Du Tuo, and the Grand Elder were all absent, with only two elders overseeing the sect, busy organizing the disciples’ records.

Seeing Mo Yu return, the two elders were surprised.

“Is everything resolved in the village?”

Mo Yu replied, “No.”

Without any small talk, she directly accessed their life panels.

[… Four thousand years later, three thousand people faced the tribulation. They all failed and died in the Opportunity Tower.]

[… and others]

Both had the same outcome!

But there were no further details, only an ending.

The two elders, puzzled by Mo Yu’s shocked expression, asked, “What’s wrong?”

Mo Yu shook her head and left.

She summoned her Soul Devouring Sword, stepped on it, and disappeared before the elders could react.

Failure, all failed!

Had all her chosen ones failed?

She refused to believe this!