A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 2257 The Burial Ground

Mo Gucheng was having a meal at the Mo residence. It was a rare occasion for Mo Gucheng to return home, and naturally, Mo Wuya was accompanying him. During mealtime, Mo Wuya was casually chatting with his father.

“Dad, what kind of opportunity lies within that Dragon Gate? Your cultivation has actually improved so much.”

Mo Wuya was very curious. In these recent Dragon Gate projects, Mo Wuya also wanted to participate, but Mo Gucheng had always stopped him in his previous attempts. Later on, the Dragon Gate Project completely changed. So Mo Wuya didn't insist on joining anymore. Besides, Chen Jiuzhou needed someone to get things done, so he did not forcefully push Mo Wuya into joining.

Hence, in the recent Dragon Gate Project, Mo Wuya could be considered to have managed to escape by the skin of his teeth. However, ever since Mo Gucheng came out of the Dragon Gate, he didn't face any life-threatening danger, and his strength had indeed improved significantly. This undoubtedly began to make Mo Wuya start having doubts.

Perhaps, both Ye Qingtian and Ye Fan are overthinking things. The Dragon Gate Project is not some kind of conspiracy. Rather, it is a genuine benefit for everyone. As for those who died in the Dragon Gate, it's quite normal. As the saying goes, no pain no gain. The more powerful the opportunity in a secret realm, the more dangerous it is. To attain power far beyond that of ordinary people, one must experience life and death far beyond that of ordinary people. On the path to the pinnacle of martial arts, it's only natural for a few people to die along the way.

So, Mo Wuya felt that it was quite likely that his father and the others had been overly worried before. Moreover, the attitudes of Mo Gucheng and Sword Saint toward the Dragon Gate Project had changed significantly ever since they left. They even helped Chen Jiuzhou push for the Dragon Gate Project.

In response to Mo Wuya's question, Mo Gucheng just gave him a glare.

“Ask what you should, but refrain from asking what you shouldn't. The matters in Dragon Gate are complicated, beyond your grasp,” Mo Gucheng said in a cold voice. Right after he finished speaking, a majestic and dignified voice was heard coming from the sky. The sound was loud, almost like a thunderclap exploding. Even Mo Wuya could hear it clearly.

“Gather at Kransbay...”

“Welcome the arrival of our master...” The sound of chaos, like morning bells and evening drums, resonated throughout the heavens and the earth.

“W-What is this? Who's shouting? What master?” Upon hearing it, Mo Wuya felt a mixture of shock and confusion. As usual, whenever there was something he didn't understand, he would ask his father. But this time, Mo Gucheng didn't respond to him at all. Upon hearing those words, he changed the originally dignified expression on his face, as if he was a servant that had been summoned.

He suddenly stood up and knelt on the ground with a loud thud. His entire demeanor and facial expression became exceptionally respectful and reverent. This scene undoubtedly scared the wits out of Mo Wuya. He didn't know what his father was kneeling down to or worshiping.

“Dad, what's wrong? Don't scare me!” He had never seen his father like this before. The blank expression on Mo Gucheng's face made it look like he was being controlled by someone else. In his dull gaze, not a trace of a soul could be seen. However, Mo Gucheng did not respond. He knelt on the ground, with the utmost reverence, awaiting his master's command. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

At last, he abruptly rose to his feet and set off for Kransbay.

“Dad, where are you going? Dad!” Mo Wuya anxiously shouted from behind. However, Mo Gucheng acted as if he hadn't heard anything and headed straight for the western border of China, as if receiving a decree from the emperor. However, something puzzling happened. In the final moments before leaving, Mo Gucheng, who was originally cold and dull, seemed to have gained a moment of clarity. With an extremely anxious and distressed tone, he shouted his last words to Mo Wuya, “Wuya, run! Run now!”

After saying that, Mo Gucheng returned to his previous dull demeanor. Like a marionette being pulled by strings, he walked with stiff steps, heading straight for Sacred Mountain in Kransbay.

“Dad, what's wrong with you? What on earth happened?”

Suddenly, Mo Wuya was thrown into confusion. He didn't know what had happened. Even more so, he couldn't understand why his father suddenly became like this. In a state of panic, Mo Wuya went to Mount Yan to find Sword Saint. He wanted Sword Saint to give him some advice. However, before he could reach Mount Yan, he bumped into Sword Saint.

The latter wore an expression just like the dull expression on his father's face. Without looking back, he headed straight for the western border of China. Mo Wuya's cries fell on deaf ears. In addition to the two of them, more than a dozen powerful martial artists above the Grandmaster level in Yanjing alone were also heading towards the western border of China. There were undoubtedly more if wider areas were taken into account. Nearly a hundred people gathered from various major provinces in China such as Tellmoore, the three provinces in Durbaine, and Xijiang. At this very moment, hundreds, even thousands of people all across the country were converging in the same direction, gathering together in a frenzy. Mo Wuya was completely terrified.

He didn't know what had happened to the world. It was destined to be a sleepless night. Not only the martial artists, but even ordinary people like Li Er and Chen Ao felt a sense of crisis.

“It seems that the disaster Mr. Chu spoke of is finally about to begin.” By the Brighfell River, Li Er was fishing alone during the cold night. Jin Bao and Yin Bao, who were beside him, were also full of worry. They advised Li Er to return to Yunzhou. Atop Mount Yunding, Ye Fan had once set up a grand formation for them. With that, they should be able to handle even the greatest dangers.

Li Er shook his head.

“No one can escape unscathed in a great disaster. This time, it seems like the end of the world has arrived. When the time comes, even Mount Yunding won't be able to protect us. Let's go.” Li Er sighed and suddenly stood up.

“Where to? Are we going back to Yunzhou?” Jin Bao asked.

“We're going to the border of China to pay a visit to Mr. Chu. It's been a year. It's about time we pay him a visit.” Li Er spoke with a heavy heart. In no time, a black sedan left Jiangdong.

A thousand miles away, on the southern border of China, once stood the world's tallest mountain range, the Harranes. However, since the massive explosion a year ago, some of the mountains in this area had been leveled to the ground. All that remained were ruins and chaos strewn across the ground. However, on this desolate wasteland where not a single blade of grass grew, there stood a low, unassuming grave, with a blank tombstone erected above it. In front of the tombstone sat a grey-haired man. He paid no heed to the nuclear contamination warning sign nearby and continued to drink by the tombstone.

“Ye Fan, it's been a year. You wouldn't believe what the martial arts world has become nowadays. Just like this land where you've fallen, all that remains is a field of ruins. If only you were still alive. If you were, those demons and monsters won't be able to act so flawlessly. This world might just be a whole different place. I regret it! I regret not believing you back then. I regret not standing by your side!”

The man's eyes were bloodshot, filled with unbearable frustration.

“Sir, are you also a friend of Ye Fan?” As the man was lost in his thoughts, a gentle feminine voice suddenly came from behind him.

The man looked back and discovered, to his surprise, that there were two women. One was quirky and mischievous, while the other was elegant and beautiful. Their appearance and demeanor were truly those of angels. If he had met them when he was younger, he would probably have gone up and chatted with them for a bit, but now... He immediately stood up and turned around to leave.

“Sir, please stay. Don't get us wrong. We have no ill intentions. Junie and I are friends of Ye Fan too. We're also here to visit Ye Fan,” Noa explained.

As she spoke, she stared intently at the grey-haired man in front of her. For some reason, she felt that the man before her seemed somewhat familiar.

“Well, go ahead. You should make it quick, though, as the nuclear radiation here hasn't completely dissipated, and it's harmful to our health.”

After saying that, the man continued walking forward. He hadn't walked far when he unexpectedly came across a few people. Without exception, they were all young and beautiful girls, each with a one-in-a-hundred stunning appearance. One was pure and charming, another was gentle and sweet, and the third was charismatic and dashing. Their appearances and charms were unique and incomparable.

“Are you War God?” As soon as Xu Lei and her companions arrived, they saw the man leaving.

After being stunned for a long while, Xu Lei finally dared to ask the question. A year ago, Ye Qingtian and she had personally witnessed the fall of Ye Fan right there. Now that a year has

passed, the once spirited and confident War God of China had surprisingly turned completely white- haired.

“Master Ye, w-what happened to you?” Ye Yuyan's tears instantly rolled down her cheeks. Back then, her cousin, Ye Fan, entrusted her to Ye Qingtian.