Back at the Inn

Chen Mo turned to the innkeeper, his voice calm but firm. "I'm sorry for destroying your wall, old man. Here, take 100 spiritual stones as compensation."

The innkeeper's eyes widened as he waved his hands frantically. "No, no, young man! This is far too much. That wall isn't worth nearly this amount." He hesitated, his expression clouding with worry. "But I'm more concerned about you. You've offended the Azure Cloudy Sect. They won't let this go. Please, take your money and leave the city before it's too late."

Chen Mo gave a faint smile, shaking his head. "Don't worry, old man. Keep the money. I'm not going anywhere. And as for the Azure Cloudy Sect—" His voice dropped to a cold edge. "They can't do anything to me."

The innkeeper sighed deeply, rubbing his temples. "Ah, young people these days. So reckless..."

At the Azure Cloudy Sect

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Inside the grand hall of the Azure Cloudy Sect, a disciple ran in, his face pale with panic. "Sect Master! We've just received news that the young master has... has been injured in a fight, and his—"

The Sect Master, a towering figure exuding authority, slammed his hand against the table. "What happened to my son?! Speak clearly!"

The disciple gulped, trembling as he stammered, "H-his core was destroyed."

"What?!" The Sect Master's furious roar echoed throughout the hall. His eyes burned with rage as his spiritual energy surged uncontrollably, shaking the room. "Who dared to harm my son?! I will tear them to pieces!"

Ding... Ding... Ding...

Outside, disciples paused in their training, looking toward the bell tower in alarm.

"Is the sect under attack?" murmured one.

"The bell only rings if there's a major crisis!" whispered another.

"Let's go check it out!"

As disciples began gathering, the Sect Master's voice thundered across the sect, amplified by spiritual energy. "Disciples of the Azure Cloudy Sect, heed my command! Find the one who dared to harm my son and bring them to me immediately!"

The crowd buzzed with murmurs.

"That's the Sect Master's voice!"

"Someone actually dared to harm his son? Do they have a death wish?"

The gathered disciples shouted in unison, their voices echoing through the air. "We obey the Sect Master's orders!"