Great Harvest

Inaide a luxurious room in Mo Family manor Mo Fang was drinking alcohol when a servant entered,

"Master, Eldest son has arrived."

"Send him in."

A while later a tall young man in white robe with bright complexion and vigorous steps entered the room. Mo Fang was satisfied looking at his first son. Mo Yun will take his place as patriarch in a few years. This year he is 21 years old and his cultivation is peak of Innate Martial Artist. As long as he breaks through Master Mo Fang will have no worries in entrusting the family to him.

"Greetings father" Mo Yun saluted

"Sit down son, its been a while since we all celebrated together."

"What are we celebrating for?" Mo Yun was a little confused. There is no festival nor any auspicious day.

" yesterday your brother took his first kill so I decided to spend a little time with you two."

"Really, how did it go?"

"Hehe, it went better than I thought. Your brother was the one who suggested it. After killing he didn't throw up but dealt calmly even Guard chen marveled at his mental stability."

Mo Yun felt awkward, after his first kill he had vomited not only that later he got addicted to wine and women. He almost became a dandy.

At this time a servent reported about Mo Dao's arrival. Before Mo Fang could allow Mo Dao directly entered, Mo Fang didn't mind it and just waved the servent away.

"Greetings father." Mo Dao saluted indifferently

"Come sit and enjoy son, this celebration is for you."

Mo Dao took his place. He also noticed Mo Yun who was smiling towards him. Mo Dao also squeezed out a smile. He didn't wanted to alarm Mo Yun. Mo Fang was a pushover when it came to his two sons but Mo Yun was different he was quick witted and the relationship between two brothers was only harmonious cause Mo Dao had no intention of becoming patriarch.

After eating and drinking for a while Mo Yun took his leave. As the future patriarch of Mo Family he almost did half the work of Mo Fang. Mo Fang also wanted to talk to Mo Dao alone so he didn't stop him.

"Son I heard from Guard chen that you killed 10 more prisoners not only that you also tortured them, is it true?"

"Yes"

"Its not right to be too bloodthirsty. Son I don't want you to get strayed or fall in demonic path."

"Isn't it right, they are to die anyway it doesn't makes a difference if I kill them." Mo Dao answered frivilously. He absolutely cannot stop killing otherwise should he start cultivating without prior experience just based on Mo Dao's memories he won't ascend to astral realm in a thousand years. The least he can do is stop torturing his victims since usage of evil points is still not clear.

"Its just a waste of time without any substantial benefits."

"I understand father."

"Its good if you understand, cultivate well son for you there's hope for grandmaster."

Mo Dao did not answered just looked at the departing figure of Mo Fang. He really wants to slap him to death. Mo Dao doesn't likes being called son. Even if this body is 17 years old his experience is still of a 35 year old man. He was a fillial son in his previous life. He had already achieved success in his twenties and gave his parents a good life. The next 15 years were tumultuous for him, it can be said he has seen all kind of wind and rain in his previous life. World is never black and white but its grey.

Mo Fang really loves Mo Dao but if he finds out that this Mo Dao is not his son he'll be the first one to behead him. The deeper the love goes the more intense will be the hatred. Don't look at the laughing and jolly face of Mo fang his heart is colder than a thousand year ice. Same can be said for Mo Dao there aren't many things that can make him excited and boil his blood especially when his life is hanging by a thread. Only naive people will think of acceptance, no father would like a imposter to steal his son's body and live peacefully.

There is absolutely no chance of reconciliation sooner or later the cat will be out of bag. Mo Fang will only keep quiet in order to keep Mo family but that's only possible if Mo Dao is stronger than Mo family otherwise if there's a chance to kill Mo Dao Mo Fang will do it without hesitation. Mo Dao will definitely not keep this kind of cancer close to him. For now he can only act as old Mo Dao and improve his strength as for what happens later it is a mystery.

With a last drink Mo Dao waved all these messy thoughts away and headed for the prison.

Just after entering the prison he gave the list of all death penalty prisoners to incharge of prison. The person is a burly man of dark complexion with a cultivation of level 1 master. His name was chu Baidu

"Arrange all of them in a single cell."

"May I ask why young master?"

"Do as you are told, why so much nonsense?"

Chu Baidu was embarrassed he is a dignified master but was scolded by a junior but he dared not talk back. Offending any of the three families will invite suppression from all the three families that's how Luo, Wei and Mo families have maintained hegemony in Minghe county.

Soon all 52 prisoners were lined up in a cell with chains in their hands and feets. They were all puzzled since they are all destined to die they aren't afraid of punishment. Some started joking and some eyes were dazzling with anticipation maybe it was a chance to redeem their lives.

"Young Master we did as you told?"

"Good, no one is allowed to enter unless I order, wait here."

Mo Dao entered the cell. It was a special cell, unlike other cells it only had one door of iron rods and all other side was covered with stone walls instead of iron rods. As Mo Dao entered the cell he heard a cacophony of voices. When the prisoners saw him there were variety of reactions.

"Hehe What a tender skin come come play with grandpa here."

"Are we going to be bailed?"

"Who are you?"

.....

"If master Mo Dao had any advice, please say."

As soon as this sentence came out all the sound was blocked. Many people glared at the man dissatisfied that he didn't inform them sooner. The old man who made the first remark moved at the back.

Mo Dao was silent for a while then said with a indifferent expression

"There's something I want from you."

"Please say young master we'll do anything."

"Yes as long as Master Dao orders"

Almost all the people affirmed it but some of prisoners with insidious minds silently slipped at the back.

Mo Dao squeezed out a smile and answered

"I want all of your lives."

Silence, for a while no one said anything

"What did young master said, I think we brothers misheard you." A prisoner answered in a deep voice

He was none other than the person who recognised Mo Dao. He had seen Mo Dao from far away few months ago. But now Mo Dao gave a completely different vibe. But even so he wasn't afraid, asking them to die as a groups is simply a dream. There are also some Body Refinement Martial Artist. Even if their Internal energy is sealed they can still use their bodies and Mo Dao is alone maybe they can capture him in exchange for their freedom. Thinking about it many winks and signals were passed. The one to take initiative was the same man. He walked ahead and spoke with a smile

"Young master we brothers dec-"

SHHIIIINNNG-

Before he could speak and further his hand flew in air along with the chain leaving a fountain of blood.

AAARRRRGGGGGGHHHH~

Then another Sword light divided his legs from his body. All the prisoners felt a cold shiver ran down their spine. Mo Dao took a step ahead and another Sword light shone taking another arm from a prisoner. How could these prisoners avoid his Sword when their Internal energy is bounded, one after another hands and legs flew. Drops of blood were flying in the air.

Many prisoners tried fighting but the Sword passed through them like knife through butter. Chu Baidu was startled by the screams and took a peek from the door. Mo Dao was fine but many prisoners were wailing endlessly with their limbs cut off. Mo Dao was still busy harvesting. Some prisoners even ran to the door shouting for help but what awaited them was a Sword.

A few minutes later when there was only whimpering sound Mo Dao started executing them one by one. Heads flew up one after another.

When Mo Dao came out of the prison there wasn't a spot of blood on his clothes rather a satisfied expression hung on his face. Chu Baidu kept quiet like he saw nothing and other guards followed suit.

"I won't come back, Guard Chu can clean up."

"As young master ordered."

Chu Baidu had cold sweat running down his cheeks. The scene inside the cell was too appalling. Sure enough none of the three families are good people even the Bright and cheerful young master Mo Dao who was known for his easygoing and jubilant behaviour is a basterd who hides knife behind his smile.

Guard chu viciously warned his underlines to keep their mouths shut but many were non-committaled, they got a new topic to chat while drinking with their brothers how cpuld they stop from just a warning. Chu Baidu was aware of their thoughts but he didn't cared either. His work was to stop them if these guys think that Mo family is vegetarian even after watching this hellish slaughter than they deserve to die. None of the bodies were intact all of their hands, feet and head were separated. Chu Baidu felt headache coming from just thinking about organising these bodies.

Mo Dao naturally left the last remark for Mo Fang. Since Mo Fang denied him from senseless killing, Mo Dao won't disobey too much. Mo Dao will have to find another way to harvest origin points. But for now this much was enough. Looking at the origin points a smile appeared on Mo Dao's face.

[Evil points:-72000]

[Origin points:-49600]