Chapter 22: Servant

Mo Yu Hu brought his three sons to the main entrance of Luo Feng's dwelling.

"A dwelling in Chaos Zone A!"

The eyes of the three Mo Yu brothers burned with fervent excitement. This area was legendary throughout Huyang City, bordering directly on the Chaos Ruins. Only the most formidable beings in Huyang City resided here; in the past, the three brothers wouldn't even dare to approach it.

"Father is truly impressive, to have secured such an opportunity for us! This is the greatest chance of my life, and I must seize it no matter what," said the eldest Mo Yu brother, who was the most robust and whose gaze was as sharp as a blade.

"My eldest brother and youngest brother both have higher talent than me. If Senior Luo He is to choose one from us three, my chances are the slimmest," thought the second Mo Yu brother. Yet, he held no thought of giving up. "I must compete with all my might!"

"Eldest brother has the highest talent," the third Mo Yu brother mused. "I wonder how an Eternal True God selects disciples."

As the three brothers pondered, Mo Yu Hu stepped forward and gently tapped the door, and an invisible ripple spread out.

Soon, the simple-minded Molosa opened the door, glanced at them, and said, "Come in."

"Yes," Mo Yu Hu replied humbly, leading his three children into the dwelling.

The three brothers felt a little nervous entering such a vast and spacious dwelling. The chaotic aura here was incredibly dense; if it were any denser, it might even condense into Chaos Stones.

Inside the pavilion.

"Greetings, Senior," Mo Yu Hu bowed respectfully, while the three brothers immediately prostrated themselves.

"Rise," Luo Feng said, holding the booklet that contained information about the three Mo Yu brothers.

"Among you three brothers, the eldest is a True God of the Ninth Tier, and the other two are True Gods of the Sixth Tier," Luo Feng stated. "However, here with me, the tier of True God holds no significance."

The hearts of the three brothers trembled.

"I will choose one of you to be a servant," Luo Feng said. "The time spent as a servant will be very, very long. You must pass my trials to become my disciple."

"We understand," replied the eldest, Mo Yu Liefeng; the second, Mo Yu Qingyan; and the third, Mo Yu Liuxing, all with utmost respect.

"Let me first clarify some conditions," Luo Feng said. "Those unwilling to be a servant can say so now, but once you become my servant, there will be no chance to regret it."

The three brothers listened carefully.

Luo Feng spoke calmly, "Being my servant is very dangerous! Many Eternal True Gods will wish to kill me in the future, and you might be implicated. I cannot guarantee that I will always protect you. So, as my servant, you must be prepared to die!"

The eldest, Mo Yu Liefeng, said, "Since we are following Senior, we naturally bear our own fortunes and misfortunes."

"We do not fear death, only the lack of opportunity," the second, Mo Yu Qingyan, added.

The third, Mo Yu Liuxing, hesitated a little and asked, "May I ask, Senior, will you have many Eternal True God enemies?"

"Many, and they will stop at nothing," Luo Feng said with a smile.

Among the assassination missions, Luo Feng most wanted to deal with 'Blood Cloud,' the leader of the infiltrating forces of the Food Nation. The opponent's cruel and brutal methods, as well as their identity, greatly interested Luo Feng in hunting them. The only problem was the unknown whereabouts of Blood Cloud.

After all, the five great families of the City Lord's Mansion were also doing their utmost to counter the Food Nation's infiltrating forces and wished to kill Blood Cloud, which made Blood Cloud consistently cautious in hiding, making it difficult for Luo Feng to find an opportunity.

Since he had decided to take on assassination missions, Luo Feng knew that his enemies would not be few in the future.

Of course, he and Molosa, operating one openly and one covertly, would also try their best to ensure the safety of their servants.

"Father, I give up," Mo Yu Liuxing said.

Mo Yu Hu looked at his youngest son but was not surprised. Because the youngest son was born last, and at that time, he and his wife's conditions were good enough in all aspects, the youngest son had the most comfortable upbringing.

"I prefer to cultivate quietly," Mo Yu Liuxing said. He disliked a life full of danger.

"Alright, one has given up," Luo Feng nodded. "After becoming my servant, I will not give him any cultivation guidance or any resources."

The eldest, Mo Yu Liefeng, and the second, Mo Yu Qingyan, were both stunned.

"He will need to comprehend the laws on his own," Luo Feng stated. "Only after comprehending the ten basic laws can he be considered to have passed the first trial. After enduring multiple trials, he will then be qualified to become my disciple."

"No guidance whatsoever, to comprehend the ten basic laws?" The Mo Yu family's eldest and second sons were also very surprised.

Beings born on the Origin Continent could almost all become True Gods. This was because they relied on bloodline cultivation methods! If they were to take the path of laws, the proportion of those becoming True Gods would significantly decrease.

Comprehending the ten basic laws was extremely difficult!

"Since birth, we have all followed bloodline cultivation methods. Even if we dedicate our entire lives, it would be extremely difficult to comprehend the ten basic laws," Mo Yu Liefeng said. "If we never comprehend them..."

"If you don't comprehend them, you naturally cannot become my disciple," Luo Feng said. "Even if you do comprehend them, there will still be other trials."

Mo Yu Liefeng was very unwilling, but still said, "I give up."

Mo Yu Hu watched his eldest son from the side. His eldest son was capable of enduring hardships and was very diligent. But the trial of 'comprehending the ten basic laws' made him voluntarily give up.

"What about you?" Luo Feng looked at the last remaining Mo Yu brother, the second son, 'Mo Yu Qingyan'. "Do you want to give up?"

"I am willing to follow Senior," Mo Yu Qingyan said without hesitation.

Luo Feng nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Mo Yu Hu: "Let it be Mo Yu Qingyan. From this day forward, he will be my servant."

"Thank you, Senior," Mo Yu Hu, who had observed his children's choices from beginning to end, was well aware of his three sons' temperaments, so their choices did not surprise him.

Luo Feng nodded: "From now on, Mo Yu Qingyan will reside here."

"Then we shall take our leave," Mo Yu Hu bowed respectfully and departed with his other two children. Only his second son, 'Mo Yu Qingyan', remained with Luo Feng.

"I told you, I will not give you any guidance or cultivation resources," Luo Feng said, looking at Mo Yu Qingyan. "You need to diligently comprehend the ten basic laws. As for the trivial matters within the dwelling, follow Molosa's arrangements!"

"Yes, Senior," Mo Yu Qingyan replied respectfully.

"Boy, you need to call him Master, just like me," Molosa said.

"Yes, Master," Mo Yu Qingyan replied obediently.

"Molosa, help me teach him well," Luo Feng waved his hand. He wouldn't give any guidance or resources, but he didn't forbid Molosa from providing some instruction.

"Boy, come with me!" Molosa reached out, lifted Mo Yu Qingyan by the neck, and happily walked out. From now on, he could order Mo Yu Qingyan to serve both him and the Master.

Luo Feng smiled as he watched this scene.

The biggest flaw of the bloodline cultivation system was its weak foundation! It relied entirely on bloodline power for continuous advancement until it hit a bottleneck and became stuck.

It was recorded in the inheritances of both the Duan Dong River lineage and the Jin God-King lineage that the top great clans on the Origin Continent would require their clan members to 'at least grasp the ten basic laws'. After mastering these fundamental laws, understanding bloodline cultivation methods would become much easier, and there would be hope for progressing further along the bloodline cultivation path.

"If he becomes my disciple, even if he cannot pursue the path of laws, at least his bloodline cultivation must advance significantly," Luo Feng thought. "The environment for comprehending laws on the Origin Continent is far superior to that in the Primal Universe! Molosa can even give him occasional pointers! If he still can't grasp the ten basic laws under these conditions, then he's too useless and unworthy of being my disciple!"

Mo Yu Hu and his two children returned to their residence.

"The path is one you chose yourselves; just don't regret it," Mo Yu Hu finally spoke once they were home.

"Father, I am not afraid of death, but I fear not having a chance to distinguish myself," the eldest, Mo Yu Liefeng, said earnestly. "I am currently a True God of the Ninth Tier. With more effort, I have hope of reaching Void True God. As for the so-called ten basic laws, I have tried to comprehend them before, and I know it would likely be difficult for me to fully grasp them in my lifetime."

The third, Mo Yu Liuxing, smiled faintly: "Father, I chose my own path, and I am content with it."

"Good, as long as there are no complaints."

Mo Yu Hu nodded, not saying much more. His children's paths were for them to forge themselves!

Moreover, he also felt that his second son Mo Yu Qingyan's path would not be easy either.

Under the cover of night.

Inside the large dwelling of the Diaorong Clan.

"Qi'er has gone to the Moli Clan again; she and Moli Feiyun are quite close," thought the red-browed old man with a fluffy tail. "She spends more time with Moli Feiyun than with me, her father."

He was quite pleased about this, as the Moli Clan was one of the five great families!

Suddenly—

A bloody aura instantly surged into the large dwelling. The formation, which had been continuously operating within the dwelling, was torn and penetrated in the blink of an eye.

"Who?!" Diaorong Yan, the red-browed old man, looked dramatically. A terrifying fluctuation erupted from him, and dazzling crimson light spread directly towards the bloody aura.

"A universe formed in a single thought; my dwelling is enveloped, completely cut off from the outside world." Diaorong Yan knew something was wrong and instantly manifested his enormous true form: an upright creature with crimson fur and a fluffy tail.

"What's happening?"

"What's wrong?" The members of the Diaorong Clan within the dwelling began to panic upon seeing Diaorong Yan's majestic true form.

"I didn't expect you, a mere alchemist, to actually possess some tricks," a cold voice echoed in Diaorong Yan's consciousness. "Unfortunately, they are insignificant before me."

Boom, boom, boom.

Diaorong Yan urgently pleaded, "Please stop, everything can be discussed."

A colossal blood-red hand appeared out of nowhere. The moment it materialized, it grasped Diaorong Yan's true form, causing it to instantly disintegrate. Following this, endless blood-red light swept across the entire dwelling, annihilating all living beings within it—both members of the Diaorong Clan and their servants and guards—in the bloody glow.

In a hall within the Huyang City Lord's Mansion.

"The Diaorong Clan's dwelling has suddenly been enveloped by a miniature universe domain, and an extremely powerful divine energy burst has occurred in that area," several officials responsible for monitoring the entire city noticed the location of the Diaorong Clan's dwelling.

"Report to the City Lord immediately."

Inside the Moli Clan's dwelling.

Diaorong Qi and Moli Feiyun, these two women, were drinking and chatting.

"I like my senior brother, but he ignores me..." Moli Feiyun mumbled, tipsy from the alcohol.

"I want to take a master, to apprentice under Commander Moli Xiao, but Commander Moli Xiao looks down on me. I want to apprentice under Lord Luo He, but Lord Luo He also looks down on me..." Diaorong Qi said, troubled, as she drank.

Suddenly—

Diaorong Qi's communication token received a message.

"Qi'er, the one who killed me is 'Mu Yang', the Blood Serpent Guild Master. You must remember..." A message of entrustment was transmitted.

A miniature universe domain isolates internal and external communication, so ordinary communication tokens cannot transmit messages. However, Diaorong Yan used a rather expensive Karma Communication Token, which allowed him to send a message just before his death.

"Father!" Diaorong Qi instantly sobered up, jolted wide awake.

"What's wrong?" Moli Feiyun, still tipsy, asked.