MTL NOVEL Chapter 50
Chapter 50: Destroy the Ship, Punish the Heart!
“Once again, I warn you, move your ship aside.”
Zhou Tong’s voice was calm, yet it reached everyone’s ears, but the opposing party completely ignored him.
“I warn you for the second time, move your ship aside, or bear the consequences.”
Zhou Tong’s tone grew severe, yet the people facing him displayed a look of disdain.
“What are you to order us around?”
On that ship, dozens of young men and women leaned out, pairing off and acting intimately and boldly, truly flamboyant.
The leading boy looked down at Zhou Tong and the others with mocking and playful eyes, clearly the leader of this group of disciples.
“The woman by your side is quite nice, how about we swap?”
His greedy gaze swept over Mu Ran Ya and the others, openly revealing his possessiveness.
The sect master of the Indulgence Sect merely watched from the side, showing no intention of stopping them.
Long Lingyun drew her sword, and the Little Demoness’s face darkened with ferocious intent, ready to attack at any moment.
But Zhou Tong only smiled; he wouldn’t give anyone a third chance. Holding his token, he pushed the Red Dust Chariot’s power to its limits.
“Boom!!”
A terrifying roar echoed, drawing gasps from the ship across from them.
“They’re crazy, they intend to ram us directly!”
“Don’t be afraid, it’s just an act; let’s see if they have the guts!”
The boy smirked, convinced that the little Red Dust Chariot daring to clash with them was little more than an egg colliding with a rock!
However, the slap in the face came quickly—before he finished speaking, their warship emitted a loud explosion, followed instantly by a violent shaking.
“Crazy!”
The sect master of the Indulgence Sect’s face changed dramatically; she never expected Zhou Tong and the others to be so reckless. Did they truly fear death?
She soon understood the reason.
The Red Dust Chariot sliced through the opposing ship like a red-hot knife through butter, effortlessly cutting it in half, while remaining unscathed.
“How is that possible?”
A look of disbelief flashed across her face. Their airship was not made of paper, yet it seemed so fragile in front of the Red Dust Chariot.
What kind of monster was that ship? Or rather, what kind of freak was the one who built it!
“Ahhhh… Master, help!”
As the airship crashed, dozens of disciples from the Indulgence Sect fell from the sky like dumplings, flailing in mid-air.
Especially the leading disciple, his previous confidence replaced by deep-seated fear.
“What a bunch of useless fools!”
The Little Demoness mocked, “You can’t even ride the wind in the air; you might as well go be reborn!”
The sect master of the Indulgence Sect turned pale with rage; she reached out, pulling all those disciples back to safety.
“Too much!”
Looking at the destroyed ship, she trembled with heartache, puzzled over when Mu Ran Ya had become so wild.
“Chase after them; I need to settle the score!”
Seeing the Red Dust Chariot ready to speed away, the sect master of the Indulgence Sect gritted her teeth and ordered.
“Boom!!!”
The ship beneath them roared like a wild beast, accelerating swiftly towards the Red Dust Chariot.
At that moment, Zhou Tong’s voice echoed once more from the Red Dust Chariot.
“I warn you for the first time, if you dare to come within thirty meters of us, we will destroy you!”
The disciples of the Indulgence Sect were alarmed and immediately slowed down; they didn’t want their last ship to end up in pieces as well.
“You’ve done well to recognize the situation!”
Zhou Tong nodded, saying, “It seems using strength to teach you a lesson is quite effective; once is enough!”
Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Indulgence Sect felt their faces flush with embarrassment. This was a blatant humiliation, equivalent to a slap in the face.
“Arrogance! I want to see what you’re capable of!”
The sect master’s expression shifted slightly, and the next moment, she stepped into the air and leapt onto the Red Dust Chariot, coming before the four.
“Mu Ran Ya, you seem well.”
“Lian Hanxing, who gave you the courage to stand before me?”
Mu Ran Ya’s expression was icy, her gaze filled with deep disgust.
Zhou Tong glanced at her; it turned out the sect master’s name was Lian Hanxing—a fine name indeed.
“Hmph… what grounds do you have to be so proud? I’ve heard that the Joyful Union Sect has fallen into ruin under your leadership. If the Master had any spirit left, she would surely regret her choice back then!”
Lian Hanxing spoke in a teasing tone, aiming for the weak spots, trying to sway Mu Ran Ya.
However, Mu Ran Ya seemed prepared, responding, “The Master should be relieved; if she had really passed the sect to you, the Joyful Union Sect would have long become a cesspool. She wouldn’t rest in peace, even in death!”
With these words, Lian Hanxing’s composure shattered instantly.
“Mu Ran Ya! Don’t pretend to be a virtuous saint before me; you’ve enjoyed yourself with men over the years, right? Let me see your true self!”
Before her words faded, Lian Hanxing’s brow split open, revealing a vertical eye watching Mu Ran Ya with intent.
Moments later, disbelief rolled across her features.
“How is that possible? You’re over a hundred years old and have never had a man touch you? How can you possibly endure it!”
She then turned her gaze to Long Lingyun and the Little Demoness, finding the same result.
“This isn’t real; you are not worthy of being called the Joyful Union Sect!”
Lian Hanxing shrieked in frenzy, as if struck by a tremendous blow.
On the path of cultivation, only those who can control themselves can go further. The Joyful Harmony Celestial Skill, despite being the way of Yin and Yang, also requires restraint of desires; otherwise, it leads to self-destruction!
These were the teachings of her former master, long since cast aside by her, with only Mu Ran Ya consistently practicing.
Recalling this made her furiously angry: “What kind of good student act are you putting on for whom? That old hag is dead; do you think she will rise from her grave to praise you again?”
“You’re just jealous!” Mu Ran Ya looked at her with pitying eyes.
“Jealous! Me? Hahaha… what a great joke! I didn’t expect that after years apart, you’d learn to be funny!”
Lian Hanxing grew increasingly deranged: “Do you think I care for that old woman’s praise? I have never valued her opinion; she never liked me; all of this is because of you!”
As she spoke, her gaze turned soft as she glanced at Zhou Tong.
“I see now; it must be that no man is interested in you, leaving you to remain single. Or perhaps, this kid can’t fulfill the desires of the three of you!”
“Shut up, get away!”
Mu Ran Ya stepped in front of Zhou Tong, coldly scolding Lian Hanxing.
“Haha… you’re anxious; it seems I’ve struck a nerve. Let me help you lure this kid’s desires out.”
As the words fell, she activated her celestial skill, targeting only Zhou Tong.
Qiao Luo Dream… Enchanting Soul!