Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation Mo Dao Zu Shi Vol 1 By Mo Xiang Tong Xiu-pdfread.net

Everything had happened within an instant.
Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi, and the others paled, but Lan Sizhui was the
first to compose himself. He questioned the slumped A-Tong.
“Did you see what it was?”
A-Tong was thoroughly horrified, his teeth clenched so hard that he
couldn’t utter a word for the moment, only shaking his head. Lan Sizhui,
burning with impatience, instructed his peers to bring the boy inside before
he turned to Lan Jingyi.
“Did you fire the signal?”
“I did,” Lan Jingyi replied. “But if there are no seniors nearby who can
come to offer assistance, our people will probably take at least an hour before
they can make it here. What do we do? We don’t even know what it is right
now.”
It was, of course, impossible for them to leave. If a clan’s disciples
only cared about escape when running into evil spirits, then not only would
they embarrass the clan, but they themselves would be too ashamed to go out
again. The terrified folks of the Mo household could not leave with them
either. The evil spirit was most likely among them, so it would have been
useless even if they fled.
Lan Sizhui clenched his teeth. “Stay on guard until help arrives!”
Since the distress signal was already fired, other cultivators would soon
come to their aid. In order to avoid adding to the present trouble, by all
accounts, Wei Wuxian should have retreated. Best if whoever came was no
one he knew. If it was someone he had crossed paths with before, or had
fought with, then it was hard to tell what would happen.
With the sacrificial ritual’s curse on him, he could not leave the Mo
Estate yet. Besides, if the summoned creature could take two lives within
such a short span of time, then it was abnormally ferocious. If Wei Wuxian
dropped everything and left, then by the time reinforcements arrived, the
entire Mo Estate would have its streets filled with corpses missing their left
arms. And surely, some of those corpses would include the familial disciples
of the Lan Clan of Gusu.
After a moment’s deliberation, Wei Wuxian said to himself, Let’s end