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Gong Sheng's eyes gradually turned sinister. He suddenly smiled, and that smile made Chu Mo feel unfamiliar: "Mo'er, Mo'er, you really have grown up."

He walked forward slowly, his voice suddenly softening, "Since you have recovered your cultivation, why don't you continue to assist me? Xuantian Sect needs talents like you..."

"Answer my question!" Chu Mo shouted sternly, and the Guhong sword was unsheathed, with the tip of the sword pointing directly to the ground.

Gong Sheng's smile completely disappeared. He turned his back and said in a voice as cold as ice: "Someone come!"

Countless runes suddenly lit up around the quiet room, and dozens of sword-wielding disciples rushed out from the darkness, surrounding Chu Mo and the other two.

"Chu Mo, having lost all his cultivation, grew resentful and turned to the path of demonic cultivation," Gong Sheng announced loudly, his voice echoing throughout Xuantian Peak. "Today, he even colluded with the demon woman and trespassed into the forbidden area with ill intentions. From this moment on, he is no longer a disciple of Xuantian Sect!"

Chu Mo's pupils suddenly shrank, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He stared at the back of the person who had raised him for seventeen years, and felt a pain in his chest as if it was pierced by a sharp blade.

"Catch him!" Gong Sheng gave the order.

Dozens of longswords were unsheathed simultaneously, gleaming with a cold, sharp light. The little fox's fox fire instantly surged, forming a wall of fire around the two.

"Senior..." She looked at Chu Mo worriedly.

Chu Mo's eyes gradually grew colder. He flicked his wrist, and the Solitary Sword emitted a clear dragon roar: "Since that's the case... Disciple, I bid you farewell."

As the last word fell, the sword flashed like a rainbow. Chu Mo grabbed the little fox's waist and moved through the crowd like a ghost. Wherever he passed, the disciples' swords broke, but no one was injured.

Gong Sheng turned around abruptly, and a golden light flew out from his sleeve. It was a soul-soothing nail, aimed straight at Chu Mo's back!

"Be careful!" the little fox cried out, sweeping its tail across to knock down the poisonous nail.

Chu Mo glanced back one last time. In the moonlight, the figure that had once been like a father to him seemed so unfamiliar. He no longer hesitated. The Solitary Sword transformed into a stream of light, carrying the two of them through the rooftops and disappearing into the vast night.

"Chase! Kill without mercy!" Gong Sheng's roar echoed behind him.

High in the sky, the cold wind bit his bones. The little fox hugged Chu Mo tightly, feeling his body trembling slightly.

"senior..."

"I'm fine." Chu Mo's voice was hoarse, "It's just... I finally saw it clearly."

He cast his gaze into the distance, where rolling hills stretched out. The place he once considered home was now an enemy camp. But strangely, the heavy shackles in his heart seemed to have dissipated.

"Where are we going?" the little fox asked softly.

Chu Mo looked down at her, and finally raised a sincere smile on his lips: "Go find your real home, Qingqiu."

The Solitary Red Sword made a clear sound, carrying the two of them across the night sky, flying towards the brightest star in the eastern sky.

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The night wind howled and the sea of ​​clouds rolled.

Chu Mo flew on his sword, the little fox hugged his waist tightly, and her long red hair fluttered in the wind. She looked up at Chu Mo's tense face and couldn't help but reach out to smooth the wrinkles between his brows.

"Senior, you...really don't regret it?"

Chu Mo lowered his head and met her amber-clear eyes. He gently held her slightly cool hand and said, "I should have known long ago that Xuantian Sect was never my home."

The little fox's nose felt sore, and she buried her face in his chest. Chu Mo felt the wetness on his chest, and his heart softened. Just as he was about to comfort her, his expression suddenly changed.

“Someone’s chasing us.”

In the clouds behind, dozens of sword lights streaked across the night sky like meteors. Leading the charge was none other than Chen Xuan, his body swirling with demonic energy, his speed exceeding three times faster than before.

"Chu Mo! Do you think you can escape?" Chen Xuan's roar was mixed with demonic energy, shaking the clouds apart.

The little fox suddenly raised its head, and its five tails stretched out instantly: "Senior, let me..."

"No." Chu Mo held her shoulders, his eyes flashing with gold. "This time, we'll be together."

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His sword technique changed, and the Solitary Sword suddenly split into seven sword shadows, forming the Big Dipper Sword Formation in the air. At the same time, a ball of golden fox fire condensed in the little fox's palm, merging with the sword formation.

"go!"

The swords and flames intertwined, transforming into a giant golden and red dragon that roared and charged towards the pursuers.

Chen Xuan resisted hastily, but was knocked back a hundred feet by the attack, and a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"How is that possible?!" He widened his eyes in disbelief, "Your cultivation..."

Chu Mo ignored him and his sword speed increased suddenly. The little fox suddenly pointed to the east: "Senior, look!"

A blood-red moon slowly rose above the horizon. In the moonlight, the outline of a suspended, immortal mountain emerged from the previously empty void. Nine white jade steps descended from the clouds, each one engraved with ancient fox patterns.

"Qingqiu..." the little fox murmured to himself, with a golden light in his eyes, "I... remember..."

Just as the two were about to approach the immortal mountain, a dark shadow suddenly appeared from the side. Gong Sheng held a long sword as black as ink, with nine magic patterns wrapped around the blade.

"Traitor!" Gong Sheng slashed down with his sword, and the devilish energy turned into a ferocious ghost face. "Today, I will let you see the true Xuantian Sword Technique!"

Chu Mo tried to block hastily, but the sword sent his blood boiling. He was shocked to realize that Gong Sheng's cultivation had reached the peak of Mahayana, and he was only one step away from transcending the tribulation!

"Senior!" The little fox was extremely anxious. He suddenly bit his fingertip and drew a blood talisman in the air. "In my name, call the gate of Qingqiu to open!"

The blood talisman turned into a stream of light and sank into the fairy mountain's barrier.

In an instant, nine white jade steps lit up at the same time, and an ancient voice resounded through the heavens and earth:

"Qingqiu is a forbidden place. Anyone who enters without permission will be killed!"

Gong Sheng's face drastically changed, and he hastily retreated. But it was too late. A beam of white light shot out from the Immortal Mountain, instantly enveloping him. Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the Xuantian Sect leader's body began to petrify bit by bit!

"Master!" The Xuantian Sect disciples standing by were all furious, but they didn't dare to step forward.

Gong Sheng turned his head with difficulty, took one last look at Chu Mo, and moved his lips as if he wanted to say something.

But the petrification had spread to his face, and eventually, he turned into a stone statue and fell from a great height.

Chu Mo stared at the scene in a daze, feeling mixed emotions. The little fox gently held his hand: "Senior..."