Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 244

Mo Yu controlled all the flames within a specific range.

As she reached out to touch the flames, they barely touched her fingers for a moment before Mo Yu felt the chains deep in her mind tremble.

The slightest tremor was like ripples on a stormy sea, but she sensed it keenly.

What on earth were these things?

For the first time, Mo Yu felt her own ignorance.

First, there was that golden light, then it turned into three chains that she couldn’t move with any force.

Now…

These chains reacted to the flames.

Mo Yu directly extended her hand.

Her delicate, soft palm immediately turned red.

The scorching heat of the flames burned her skin, and the pain in her bones and flesh was unbearable.

But Mo Yu didn’t care. She could see the chains in her mind trembling violently.

They seemed to be extremely fearful of these flames.

The flames’ burning made them terrified, afraid.

The burning on her hand was painful.

But Mo Yu laughed.

A strange red light flickered in her pupils.

Suddenly, the burning sensation disappeared, and she heard Yan Shoulu’s astonished voice.

“What are you doing?”

Mo Yu withdrew her hand.

The skin on her palm was already badly burned and blistered, the pain searing to the bone.

But she still smiled.

“I enjoy this feeling of resistance.”

For a moment, she seemed to see the terrified expressions of those in the Immortal Realm.

It was as if…

The immortal who had been suppressing her and cutting off her path to ascension was now trembling in fear at her resistance.

“Senior Sister, what were you doing? This…”

Yan Shoulu, flustered, took out a bunch of elixirs and handed several bottles to her.

“Take these quickly. The flames I have were with me from birth and are incredibly powerful. After my recent enlightenment, I discovered these flames could be used in formations, instantly turning any cultivator who steps into them into ash.”

Mo Yu moved her hand, looking at the bloody mess, and casually popped an elixir into her mouth.

Instantly, a cool mist covered her injured hand, and within a few breaths, her hand was restored to normal.

“I had never seen such flames before, so I wanted to try them.”

Mo Yu was indifferent. “We’ve arrived. Let’s go down.”

She turned and moved to the front of the flying boat, closing her eyes and using her spiritual power to lower the boat.

Yan Shoulu watched her back, still shaken by the sight of her mutilated hand from earlier.

What kind of person was she?

Resistance?

Who did she want to resist?

He had asked his master about Senior Sister Mo Yu.

Almost everyone said that she was a naturally gifted yet lazy cultivator.

While others were cultivating, she was often found napping, never putting in any effort.

During the sect’s evaluations, they were shocked to learn that she had already achieved enlightenment in the Great Sage’s Mind Sea.

She always maintained a lazy demeanor, completely lacking any fighting spirit.

Even during their competition, Senior Sister had chosen the simplest formation, not caring about winning or losing.

But just now, he suddenly realized that Senior Sister Mo Yu might not be as simple as everyone thought.

Deep within her heart, there were secrets that outsiders couldn’t fathom.

With this in mind, Yan Shoulu stepped forward, “Senior Sister, are you interested in my flames? I can extract some for you.”

“No need,” Mo Yu replied lazily, waving her hand dismissively.