Chapter 547: Chapter 544: Enchanting Soup
"What did you say?!"
Mo Qi’s completely unorthodox response left Di Zhong baffled.
He thought he must have misheard.
After all, becoming Xiao Zhang’s master meant gaining the support of the entire Demon Sect.
In his eyes, Mo Qi had simply gotten lucky, activating the *Demon God Grand Ceremony* in Xiao Zhang’s body by a fluke, and then used sweet talk to trick Xiao Zhang into becoming his disciple.
His sole purpose was to climb aboard the great ship of the Demon Sect.
"I said, you can take Xiao Zhang with you right now. Don’t come bothering me again," Mo Qi said, enunciating every word.
He had never intended to take on a disciple in the first place.
If Xiao Zhang hadn’t knelt and begged him through tears, on top of Mo Qi having a decent impression of him, he never would have accepted him.
Di Zhong never imagined Mo Qi would say such a thing. He could tell Mo Qi wasn’t playing hard to get, nor was he joking.
"No!" Xiao Zhang panicked and immediately knelt before Mo Qi. "Master, you personally promised to take me as your disciple! You can’t send me away."
As the wielder of the *Demon God Grand Ceremony*, no one understood Mo Qi’s importance and terrifying power better than he did.
If Di Zhong weren’t his own teacher, Xiao Zhang would have wanted nothing more than to tear his mouth off his face.
"Zhang’er, what are you doing?" Di Zhong snapped back to his senses. Seeing Xiao Zhang kneeling before Mo Qi, his expression turned incredibly ugly.
"What has this kid done to deserve you kneeling to him? Get up!"
He stepped forward to help Xiao Zhang up, but Xiao Zhang dodged him.
"Teacher, please watch your words!" Xiao Zhang’s face was stern, his gaze growing cold.
He knew Di Zhong meant well, but he was being far too disrespectful to him, and even more so to Mo Qi.
If this continued, even if Di Zhong was his teacher, Xiao Zhang would have no choice but to turn on him.
Di Zhong froze, unable to believe Xiao Zhang was looking at him with such an expression.
"Ah Heng, look at your precious son! I think he’s been brainwashed by that kid!" Di Zhong said furiously, looking at Xiao Zhengheng beside him.
Xiao Zhengheng was also displeased by this. After all, no one likes seeing their own son kneel.
"Zhang’er, what is this attitude? Apologize to your teacher at once!"
"I’ve done nothing wrong. Why should I apologize?" Xiao Zhang had a stubborn streak and refused to apologize.
Xiao Zhengheng’s eyes narrowed. This time, he was truly angry.
Although Xiao Zhang was usually mischievous and hard to discipline, as long as Xiao Zhengheng spoke, Xiao Zhang would always obediently listen and comply.
This was the first time he had ever talked back to Xiao Zhengheng, making Xiao Zhengheng feel that his authority had been challenged.
"Kid, what kind of Enchanting Soup did you feed Zhang’er? You’d better confess, or don’t blame me for being discourteous!" Di Zhong snarled in a low, cold voice.
Seeing that Di Zhong and Xiao Zhengheng looked ready to attack, Xiao Zhang grew anxious.
With his family on one side and his master on the other, he didn’t want to see the two sides come to blows.
Just then, Mo Qi let out a soft chuckle.
He had thought meeting the Demon Sect would be a pleasant affair, but he hadn’t expected to be unable to avoid such cliché drama.
He felt it was necessary to make the Demon Sect understand their place, lest their habit of acting high and mighty prevent any normal conversation.
"Enchanting Soup? Heh, are you referring to this?"
Mo Qi crooked a finger toward Xiao Zhang’s chest, and with a mere thought, a ball of incomparably pure Demonic Energy drilled out of Xiao Zhang’s body. It coalesced into the formidable figure of a green-faced, long-fanged warrior clad in armor.
The figure lasted for less than a second before contracting into a book. Four large words were written on the cover: *Demon God Grand Ceremony*.
"I... I’ve lost my connection to the *Demon God Grand Ceremony*!" Xiao Zhang paled in shock.
But this was only the beginning. Soon, Xiao Zhang’s Cultivation began to plummet rapidly.
"My Cultivation!" Xiao Zhang cried out. He tried desperately to stop it, but he was powerless to change anything.
He could only watch helplessly as his Cultivation fell from the Peak of the Divine Sea Half-Immortal Realm back to the Void Realm.
Mo Qi withdrew his power. The *Demon God Grand Ceremony*, no longer sustained, fell to the ground like an ordinary book.
Xiao Zhang, weakened by the drop in his Cultivation, felt his body go limp and collapsed to the floor.
"There, the Enchanting Soup has been removed. Are you satisfied now?" Mo Qi asked with a smile.
The *Demon God Grand Ceremony* had only reacted because it was drawn to the *Chaos Scripture*. This was precisely why Xiao Zhang had been able to make the *Demon God Grand Ceremony* acknowledge him as its master.
Since Mo Qi could bestow the *Demon God Grand Ceremony* upon Xiao Zhang, he naturally had a way to take it back.
"It’s over... it’s all over!" Xiao Zhang muttered to himself, crestfallen.
He sighed, picked up the *Demon God Grand Ceremony*, and tossed it to Di Zhong.
"Teacher, Father, are you both satisfied now?"
Di Zhong and Xiao Zhengheng were dumbfounded.
Di Zhong, in particular, cradled the *Demon God Grand Ceremony* in his hands, which trembled uncontrollably.
Having studied it for so many years, he could naturally tell at a glance that the *Demon God Grand Ceremony* in his hands was authentic.
It had simply returned to the state it was in before Xiao Zhang’s birth: dormant and lifeless.
’He... he can actually control the *Demon God Grand Ceremony* to such a degree!’
No words could describe Di Zhong’s current state of mind.
He had thought Mo Qi activating the *Demon God Grand Ceremony* for Xiao Zhang was a stroke of luck. Who would have thought that the man could summon the already-mastered *Demon God Grand Ceremony* right in front of them and even forcibly sever its bond?
With this level of control, even the first ancestor of the Demon Sect could only stare helplessly.
Xiao Zhengheng sucked in a sharp breath, a twinge of regret rising within him.
’If I had known this would happen, I shouldn’t have let Di Zhong act so recklessly.’
Now they had angered Mo Qi and ended up losing on all fronts.
’But then again,’ he thought, ’with Mo Qi’s degree of control over the *Demon God Grand Ceremony*, who is its true master? If things continue like this, even if Xiao Zhang achieves supreme accomplishments with the *Demon God Grand Ceremony* in the future, won’t he be constantly constrained by Mo Qi? When that time comes, will the Demon Sect belong to the Xiao family or the Mo family?’
"Ah Heng, this boy cannot be allowed to live! Otherwise, he will be a source of endless trouble in the future!" Di Zhong quickly calmed down. After analyzing the situation, he decided he had to eliminate Mo Qi at all costs.
Xiao Zhengheng was tempted. Mo Qi’s existence was a huge disaster for the Demon Sect.
But he suppressed the thought and sent a mental transmission to stop him. "Teacher, you absolutely must not!"
"Why?" Di Zhong asked, confused.
"Can’t you see? The *Demon God Grand Ceremony* is under his control. If the Demon Sect wants to rise, we cannot possibly avoid him!"
"Our Demon Sect has already waited for tens of thousands of years. We don’t have another tens of thousands of years to wait."
Di Zhong fell silent.
How could he not understand this reasoning?
It was just that the relationship between the two sides had become so rigid. Mending it would not be easy.
’Fight? For the sake of the Demon Sect, that’s impossible. Leave? With the *Demon God Grand Ceremony* dormant once more, that’s even more impossible.’
And so, the atmosphere became rather awkward.
Just then, the Scab Chicken appeared, balancing a tray on its head as it brought over three bowls of tea.
"Tea’s here!"
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Three huge bowls, filled to the brim with water, had clumps of weed leaves, still covered in dirt, floating inside.
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