5 Main Mission: Resurrection

After settling the family matters, Mo Qingkuang and his father entered the secret room to discuss some things.

Under the dim yellow light, Mo Shan stared at Mo Qingkuang without blinking, afraid that this was all a dream.

"Kuang'er, how did you survive?"

Mo Fan, who was hiding in Mo Qingkuang's ring, became nervous when he heard Mo Shan's question. If Mo Qingkuang revealed his existence, he would not be able to do anything to him.

Mo Qingkuang was grateful for Mo Fan's ability to revive, so he did not dare to expose himself.

"Father, I was originally dead, but I was unwilling to accept it. My body was inexplicably steaming, and I recovered in an instant. To be honest, I'm not too sure how it happened either. Maybe it's the manifestation of our ancestors."

"The ancestors bless us! It's good that you're alive!" When Mo Shan heard this, he did not doubt it. He would not hesitate to take his life if his son was alive. He did not care how he survived.

Since his son said that it was the blessing of the ancestors, then it was really the blessing of the ancestors.

He stood up and kowtowed deeply to the few outstanding ancestors of the Mo family who were worshiped in the secret chamber, "The blessings of our ancestors can bring Kuang'er back from the dead and give the Mo Clan a bright future! I, Mo Shan, the unworthy descendant, would do his best to nurture Kuang'er and bring back the glory of the Mo Clan!"

Mo Qingkuang followed his father and knelt on the ground. He looked at the memorial tablet of Emperor Mo and Hui Fan on the first row of the incense table and bowed deeply.

Mo Fan felt strange when he saw the father and son kneeling down to him.

'I'm not completely dead yet, damn it! I set the Mo Clan as a clan in a small city. I didn't even write anything about their ancestors. This damn system actually put me in this position to become their so-called ancestor.'

He didn't know if he was happy or sad.

After the father and son knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, Mo Shan spoke, "Kuang'er, about Lin Yang..."

At the mention of Lin Yang, Mo Qingkuang's eyes flashed with intense hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Yang has extraordinary talent and has been heavily nurtured by the Origin Sword Sect. The Origin Sword Sect is powerful and our clan is no match for them."

Mo Shan also knew that the Mo Clan was no different from an ant trying to shake a tree by opposing the Origin Sword Sect.

"That's your revenge"

"I have been restored. If the Origin Sword Sect doesn't want to keep me, which force in the world can't I go? When I returned from cultivation, I will kill Lin Yang to vent my hatred! If the Origin Sword Sect tried to stop me, the entire sect would be destroyed!"

The father and son talked for a long time before Mo Qingkuang returned to his room.

[Ding! The host has completed the prerequisite mission. Main mission activated: Revival.]

[Resurrection: The host can be resurrected through a special method. I believe that as the author, the host must know the conditions required for the resurrection of this world.]

[Mission time limit: Until the host is killed by the system or discovered by others.]

F*ck! Resurrection, of course, I know how to resurrect. In Mo Fan's settings, there were two ways to revive.

The first was to help the old man in the ring, like Lin Yang who also helped a former Saint Alchemist, trapped in the ring.

He would refine the Soul Recovery Pill, find the Rebirth Grass, and finally prepare the corpse of a Martial Saint Realm expert to return to life!

This condition was extremely harsh. The Soul Recovery Pill was a grade-eight medicinal pill. Those who could refine this pill could be counted on one's fingers in this world!

The Grass of Rebirth was something that could only be found but not sought. Its whereabouts were erratic, and it only existed for a moment every time it appeared. Finally, the chosen one who gathered the world's luck, the main character Lin Yang, managed to obtain one in an ancient secret land after he reached the Martial Emperor realm.

Mo Fan could not help but curse himself. What kind of plot did he set for the Rebirth Grass? It was so hard to find it!

Originally, he wanted to show the difficulty the main character had to go through in order to revive his master, but now, thanks to that, he couldn't even live!

The corpses of Martial Saints were even more precious than the previous two ingredients.

In Everfrozen Continent, the cultivation levels were divided into Martial Artist, Martial Master, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, Martial Honor, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial Saint, and Martial God, which hadn't appeared for ten thousand years.

In this world, other than the future protagonist reaching the Martial God level, shattering the void, and ascending to the Divine realm…

The strongest experts were all Martial Saints.

It would be difficult for such a ruler of the continent to die, or for his corpse to be easily given away. To revive was as difficult as ascending to the heavens!

The second method was to take over someone else's body. The requirements for possession were even harsher.

Firstly, it required the soul's power to be far superior to the target. Secondly, it also required a special cultivation technique. However, the success rate was extremely low. Even the author, Mo Fan, didn't know about this special technique.

The so-called possession was actually transmigrating over and being controlled by the Great Heaven and Earth. There had never been a successful case since ancient times.

'What should I do? If I don't come back to life, am I supposed to just watch the beauties that I wrote in my book? If I don't come back to life, how can I go back to my original world?'

Mo Fan sighed as he looked at the Wild Wind and Falling Leaves Technique in the system. 'I have no choice. I am the ancestor of the Mo Clan. The protagonist, Lin Yang, will definitely not help me. He has his own grandmaster to help him too.'

'Then, I can only nurture my descendants to become peerless experts. I'll snatch your fortuitous encounters, your Rebirth Grass, and everything you have to resurrect the author who created you.'

…

Seeing that there was no one around, Mo Fan suddenly appeared again.

"Kid, you sure have a big mouth. And you want to slaughter the entire Origin Sword Sect?" Mo Fan looked at Mo Qingkuang mockingly.

Mo Qingkuang quickly knelt down when he saw Mo Fan reappear, "Greetings, ancestor! I know that the Origin Sword Sect is an invincible colossus. However, Lin Yang is under their protection. I wouldn't be human if I don't take revenge!"

"But do you know that Lin Yang has a one-in-a-billion, Heaven-Grade Innate Ability? Do you know that Lin Yang has an old man like me in his ring? He was the Alchemist Saint who had awed the world thousands of years ago. What he cultivated was the god-tier cultivation technique, Heavenly Fire technique. In the future, Lin Yang would also be an outstanding alchemist."

Mo Qingkuang shook his head in shock. A Saint Alchemist!

Only those who had reached the level of Martial Saint in the Everfrozen Continent were qualified to be called a Saint. This Alchemist Saint was a peerless expert at the level of Martial Saint!

He also knew clearly that his ancestor, the founder of the Mo Clan, and the strongest person in history was only at the Martial Emperor realm.

He was still two major realms away from becoming a Martial Saint.

"Then, I will never be able to take revenge?" Mo Qingkuang was a little dejected. He did not expect Lin Yang to have such great luck.

"What are you panicking about? You have your ancestor! I also have a god-tier cultivation technique. I also know the way to improve one's foundation. What are you afraid of?" Mo Fan said heroically.

In terms of understanding this world, he was ranked second. Who dared to say that he was first? Even the main character's adventures, Lin Yang, were all designed by him!

"Really?" Mo Qingkuang looked at Mo Fan with hope.

Pa da 

An ancient book with a green-red cover landed in front of Mo Qingkuang.

Mo Qingkuang hurriedly picked it up and flipped through it. The profoundness between the lines caused his heart to tremble. This was what a god-tier cultivation method should look like!

The Earth-Grade 'Tornado Technique' that was regarded as a precious inheritance and not passed down to anyone other than the direct line of descent was simply trash!

Then, he looked up awkwardly at Mo Fan, "Ancestor, but Lin Yang still has the guidance of a Saint realm Expert Alchemist who is the most popular occupation on this continent!"

"Who asked you to have a wind attribute physique and be unable to refine medicine? Besides, I can even resurrect you. Ask yourself, can that alchemist saint do it?" Mo Fan snapped.

"I heard that a grade-nine Alchemist can refine the Resurrection Pill and revive people who have been dead for less than two hours." Mo Qingkuang said honestly.

"Ahem…" Mo Fan rolled his eyes, "If you want to play, then scram! This brat is so picky."