Stepping into the lavishly decorated building, Mo Wuji suddenly felt a sense of sentiment.

If he were in the Universe Corner or the Immortal Realm, he wouldn't even bother entering this building. He would directly obliterate it into dust with a wave of his immortal essence hand seal.

But this wasn't possible here. This was Earth, the place where he was born, his mother planet. There were many innocent people in this building. Having cultivated his path for so long, he had long understood a certain principle in his own Dao.

The reason he despised the Path of Emotionlessness was precisely because he had his own principles and bottom line. His Dao was becoming increasingly complete because he had a clear conscience and adhered to his true self in everything he did.

It was precisely for this reason that he didn't raise his hand to obliterate the building into dust, or even kill the people who killed Mo Si back then without asking for the full story. Instead, he came here to find out the truth.

An invisible shackle seemed to break open, and at that moment, Mo Wuji felt a refreshing coolness in his spiritual sea. His spiritual sea, which he didn't know how long it would take to recover, healed instantly without any warning.

"Crack!" The bottleneck in Mo Wuji's cultivation also shattered directly at this moment. A new world appeared before Mo Wuji. His spiritual sea, which had already expanded several times after Nirvana, stretched out again at this moment. In addition, his divine sense was even more condensed, and the boundaries of his spiritual sea were even more solid.

Streams of Great Dao aura of Heaven and Earth surrounded Mo Wuji, transforming into countless runes that disappeared into Mo Wuji's Dao aura, making him appear even more ordinary.

Finally, he reached the mid-stage of Immortal Emperor. Mo Wuji suddenly calmed down. He understood more things. Sometimes, cultivation advancement wasn't only possible with dense immortal spiritual energy and top-tier rules. He had just advanced from the peak of the early stage of Immortal Emperor to the mid-stage of Immortal Emperor, not because of the rules of Heaven and Earth, but because his own rules had broken through.

This was his Dao, his Immortal Mortal Dao, everything within his own world.

He also felt a kind of indescribable pursuit in his heart, even though this pursuit was still vague. But he knew that one day, this pursuit would become increasingly clear.

When Mo Wuji stopped, Mo Qingche, who was behind him, also stopped subconsciously. The two men who had brought Mo Wuji here wanted to berate him, but they sensed an endless and vast aura. They couldn't comprehend this vast aura, but they could clearly feel their own insignificance. Under this aura, they were like ants. No, not even ants.

Fortunately, this aura didn't seem to last long before disappearing without a trace. When they looked at Mo Wuji again, they felt that Mo Wuji seemed to have become even more ordinary. Even a passerby looked more eye-catching than Mo Wuji.

"Grandpa…" Mo Qingche came back to her senses and called out worriedly.

Mo Wuji touched Mo Qingche's hair and sighed, "Qingche, the path you walk with me is destined to be lonely, even more lonely than you think…"

"Grandpa, I'm not afraid. I'm used to being lonely," Mo Qingche said boldly.

Mo Wuji shook his head, "You don't understand the kind of loneliness I'm talking about… Before we leave, if you have any friends, go say goodbye to them. Perhaps, there will be no chance to come back in the future."

"Please come upstairs with me," the woman who brought Mo Wuji here said, with a hint of reverence in her heart for Mo Wuji.

…

"You wait outside." After arriving on the top floor of Xiguan Building, the woman who brought Mo Wuji and Mo Qingche here said to Mo Wuji and was about to knock on the door.

It was really because the boss cared too much about the thing in Mo Qingche's hands. Otherwise, she wouldn't dare to disturb the boss's meeting at this time.

"No need." Mo Wuji took a step forward and didn't even touch the woman. The woman couldn't help but step back.

Before the woman who brought Mo Wuji here could understand what was happening, Mo Wuji had already kicked open the door to the conference room.

With a "bang!" the door shattered, startling everyone in the conference room to their feet.

"It's you?" The man who stood up from the head seat recognized Mo Qingche standing behind Mo Wuji and immediately shouted angrily, "How dare you! Security, chop off this person's legs…"

He was the one who gave the order to find Mo Qingche. He didn't expect Mo Qingche to bring someone who dared to kick in the door of his Xiguan Casino's top-floor conference room.

"Pfft! Pfft!" The security guards didn't come over. After two flashes of blood, the man who said he wanted to chop off Mo Wuji's legs suddenly had his legs severed. He fell back into his wide armchair.

The conference room suddenly fell silent. Those who could sit here for meetings were naturally not ordinary people and had basically practiced some martial arts. But no one knew how Mo Wuji cut off Fei Youqi's legs. Because Mo Wuji and Mo Qingche who came in didn't have any attacking movements at all.

"Who are you? When did I, Fei Youqi, offend you?" Even though his legs had been cut off by Mo Wuji, Fei Youqi's hand still quietly reached for his gun.

He wanted Mo Qingche's family's recipe, but he hadn't made a move yet.

"Looks like I won't be wronging you. I just kicked your door, and you want to cut off my legs. Back then, Mo Si had his hands cut off in this place. Was that also your order?" Mo Wuji said calmly.

"Mo Si?" Fei Youqi repeated in confusion with a pale face. He seemed to be thinking about who Mo Si was, but the next moment, he quickly raised his hand and fired several shots at Mo Wuji.

Although Fei Youqi fired several shots, only one bullet flew out. The rest of the bullets seemed to have malfunctioned and couldn't be fired from his gun.

"No need to look at your gun. I only let you fire one bullet. Otherwise, you won't be able to fire a single bullet."

Hearing Mo Wuji's words, Fei Youqi subconsciously raised his head. He was horrified to discover that a bullet was floating in front of Mo Wuji.

Everything around fell silent. At this moment, everyone knew that Mo Wuji was not someone they could afford to provoke.

"I don't know…"

Fei Youqi had just said a few words when he felt that his will was no longer under his control. He subconsciously said, "Mo Si had his arms cut off by Hong Yi. He set up a trap to make Mo Si mortgage his property and…"

"You don't need to continue. Who is Hong Yi?" Mo Wuji's tone was a bit cold.

A bald man in his fifties said blankly, "I am Hong Yi. I cut off Mo Si's arms…"

Mo Wuji's gaze swept over the rest of the people. He clearly saw that everyone's aura carried a hint of resentment and baleful energy. Those who could come to the conference room of the casino were indeed all covered in blood.

Mo Wuji sighed, "Let it be. Qingche, let's go."

After speaking, Mo Wuji turned and left. Mo Qingche didn't know why Grandpa let them go, but she didn't say much. She already knew that this Grandpa Mo Wuji was not simple…

"Grandpa, this way isn't the elevator." Seeing that Mo Wuji was actually leading her towards the end of the corridor, Mo Qingche quickly called out.

"I know…" When Mo Qingche heard these three words, she was surprised to find that she had already landed on the ground.

She looked back at the top floor and felt that Grandpa was too kind. If she had such great abilities, she definitely wouldn't just cut off Fei Youqi's legs. She would at least cripple that guy named Hong Yi.

"This person is so strong…" It wasn't until Mo Wuji disappeared that Fei Youqi said tremblingly.

Hong Yi also wiped the sweat from his forehead. He seemed to have inadvertently said what was in his heart.

Leave quickly. This was the thought in everyone's mind in the conference room.

But just as this thought arose, the surrounding space seemed to twist, and a feeling of crushing the heart came over them.

"Grandpa, are we flying down?" Mo Qingche completely forgot her fear and asked in surprise.

"It's not flying. It's just stepping down. Follow me, and you'll learn these things soon." Mo Wuji smiled. With his abilities, taking Mo Qingche to cultivate would naturally lead to rapid advancement in Mo Qingche's cultivation.

Mo Qingche excitedly clenched her fists, her heart pounding wildly. She never thought that such bizarre things would happen to her.

After a while, she calmed down a bit and remembered to ask, "Grandpa, why did you let that Hong Yi go? He's the one who killed my father…"

As Mo Qingche spoke, she subconsciously looked back at the conference room on the top floor again. But when she saw that the two top floors were covered in gray mist and then slowly disappeared, she opened her mouth wide in shock.

Obviously, the two top floors had disappeared, turning into ashes. The twin towers, which were originally the same height, were clearly shorter on the right side. If it weren't for the ashes not having completely dissipated, she would have thought she was seeing things.

Mo Wuji's voice came, "Qingche, the cultivation world is countless times more cruel than the mortal world. You must remember not to show mercy to your enemies. Showing mercy to your enemies is being cruel to yourself. But my Dao has a bottom line and its own principles."

If another cultivator came, such as Emperor Lun Cai, perhaps he wouldn't just destroy the top floor of Xiguan Building. He might even destroy an entire planet.

There were many things that Mo Wuji couldn't teach Mo Qingche. She could only rely on her own experience.

"Yes, Grandpa," Mo Qingche replied quickly. She had seen the ruthless side of Mo Wuji, easily turning two floors of the building into nothingness. Obviously, everyone in those two floors was gone.

Mo Wuji's divine sense swept out like a blanket, and he easily saw that Tan Zhenman had been seriously injured. At the same time, he also saw that Tan Zhenman had actually been nailed with Soul-Fixing Needles by a cultivator. However, he didn't care about these things. His gaze fell on the back of a small mountain village.

There was a grave covered in green grass. In front of the grave was a tombstone with the simple inscription, "Grave of Grandmother Wen Xiaoqi, erected by unfilial granddaughter Mo Qingche."

"Grandpa, let me take you to Grandmother's grave. I carved the tombstone myself…"

Mo Qingche didn't finish speaking because she saw that Mo Wuji's expression seemed a little off.