Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3281: 3281: Struggle!

The tears welled up in Bujie’s eyes until they finally overflowed, streaming down his face.

The elderly man standing before him was his own grandfather; the bond of blood was an undeniable reality that ran deeper than water.

His voice was thick with suppressed sobs as he choked out, “Thank you, Grandfather!”

“Silly boy, there is no need for such formalities with your own kin!”

Mo Qianya reached out and patted Bujie’s shoulder, adding, “Furthermore, a true man may shed blood, but he does not shed tears!

The men of our Ancient Demon Sacred Land must live without restraint, acting with bravery and settling all debts of vengeance. We face the triumphs and tragedies of life with a bold spirit!

Now, dry those eyes at once!”

“Mm!”

Bujie gave a heavy nod and wiped his face with a forceful hand.

With reddened eyes, Ning Jianfeng shook his head and remarked, “This fellow has always been the lighthearted and carefree type.

To be honest, seeing this side of him is quite difficult to watch; I’ve never seen him like this before.”

Xu Ying’s eyes were also shimmering with unshed tears as he muttered, “This guy is clearly trying to bait us into crying with him, but we won't give him the satisfaction.”

Nearby, the five women—Flame Emperor, Tantai Puti, Xia Ziyang, Lu Xueqi, and Yi Xueying—were all softly dabbing at their eyes.

Though Yang Luo’s eyes were also bloodshot, a faint smile played upon his lips.

Bujie had been one of his earliest companions and sworn brothers.

They had navigated through countless perils and hardships side by side.

Seeing Bujie finally discover his lineage and reunite with his family filled Yang Luo with genuine joy.

“Hahaha… I truly never anticipated gaining a grandson out of the blue!”

Mo Qianya let out a boisterous laugh and pulled Bujie down to sit beside him.

“Our congratulations to the old Holy Master!”

“Young Master Bujie has already attained the Taiyi Xuanxian realm despite his youth; his future is truly without limits!”

“Young Master Bujie clearly inherited the genius of Miss Mo Xi; his future path will surely be one of greatness!”

The gathered Elders and Law Enforcers all offered their congratulations with cupped fists.

Bujie quickly gestured toward Yang Luo and the rest of the group, introducing them: “Grandfather, these are my sworn brothers, men who have walked through life and death at my side!

If they hadn't looked after me, I never would have survived long enough to stand before you today!”

Mo Qianya turned his gaze toward Yang Luo and the others, smiling warmly. “Young men, you are all quite remarkable!

From this day forward, consider this place your home. Should you ever require assistance, do not hesitate to speak up!”

“We thank Senior Qian Ya!”

Yang Luo and his companions responded with cupped hands.

Mo Daokun then spoke up, “By the way, Father, now that we have acknowledged Bujie, we have also been deliberating on a strategy to liberate our sister…”

He proceeded to outline the entire plan to Mo Qianya and the assembled group.

When Mo Daokun finished his explanation,

Mo Qianya’s expression brightened with hope. “If the various major powers are truly prepared to lend their aid, our prospects for saving Xixi have improved drastically!”

“Indeed! Even though the Xumi Sacred Land possesses a terrifying foundation and the power to command all Buddhist secret arts in the West Desert Lingzhou, they cannot possibly repel a combined assault from so many factions!”

“The outcome will depend on exactly how many great forces are willing to commit to the cause!”

“Even if only the Wa Palace and the Jiuli Demon Palace join us, our odds of success are already massive!”

The other Elders and Law Enforcers were visibly moved with excitement.

For three decades, they had clashed repeatedly with the Xumi Sacred Land, suffering devastating casualties in every engagement.

The most painful part was that they had never even managed to breach the enemy's inner sanctum.

Now, with the backing of several major sects, they no longer felt dwarfed by the power of the Xumi Sacred Land.

Mo Qianya inquired, “When shall we commence the operation?”

Mo Daokun answered, “Father, in three months' time, the competition for the Immortal Vault List will take place at the Jiuxiao Immortal Palace within the Central Earth Immortal State.

Every significant power in the Jiuzhou Immortal Domain will be in attendance.

We can use that gathering as an opportunity to invite the various factions to discuss this alliance.”

“Mm, that is a sound strategy!”

Mo Qianya nodded in agreement. “As long as those organizations are willing to assist us, we shall provide them with magnificent rewards!”

The group nodded, reaching a consensus.

The success of Mo Xi’s rescue mission rested entirely on the number of allies they could recruit.

Mo Daokun suddenly recalled something else. “Oh, Father, though Bujie carries the bloodline of our Ancient Demon Sacred Land, it hasn't been fully triggered yet.

We should help him; a complete awakening of his bloodline will make his future Cultivation much smoother.”

“Very well!”

Mo Qianya agreed, “Let Bujie recover here for a few days. After that, we shall escort him to the Demon Transformation Pool to fully awaken his latent power!”

“Grandfather, what exactly is the Demon Transformation Pool?”

Bujie asked, his curiosity piqued.

Mo Qianya smiled and explained, “The Demon Transformation Pool is a sacred treasure of our Ancient Demon Sacred Land, specifically designed to help our kin awaken their ancestral blood!”

“In a few days, we will bring you there!”

“Excellent!”

Bujie nodded eagerly, his excitement palpable. “Does this mean my strength is about to skyrocket?!”

“Haha, of course!”

Mo Qianya gave an affirming nod. “The bloodline of our Ancient Demon Sacred Land is exceptionally potent!

After all, our founding ancestor, the Ancient Demon Emperor, was a genuine Immortal Emperor!

The blood of our ancestor flows through all of us, granting us limitless potential!”

“Fantastic!”

Bujie grew even more animated. “The stronger I become, the better my chances of saving my mother!”

Ning Jianfeng sighed helplessly, “And there he goes again, this guy is basically a walking cheat code!”

Qin Zhanhuang shook his head in awe. “Who could possibly compete with a background that terrifying? None of us stand a chance!”

Baili Wushuang remarked, “It seems those who live without a care always stumble upon the best luck and the most fortuitous encounters!”

Yang Luo chuckled and said, “Brother Ning, Brother Qin, both of you have the bloodlines of Ancient Divine Beasts. Your own potential is incredibly vast as well!”

Mo Qianya nodded at this. “Little Luo is correct. The blood of the Ancient Divine Beasts is formidable and carries immense potential!

During the ancient era, the clans of the various Ancient Divine Beasts were incredibly prosperous and produced a multitude of legendary warriors!”

Mo Fengtian added with a thin smile, “Young ones, while possessing a powerful bloodline gives you a Connate Realm advantage over most people,”

“If you do not apply yourselves with diligence, you will never become truly powerful and will simply fade into obscurity!

Given your current age and Cultivation, you are already among the most brilliant talents in the Jiuzhou Immortal Domain!

However, you must avoid the trap of arrogance. You must strive even harder!”

“Cultivation is, at its core, a matter of ‘struggle’!

You must struggle against the heavens, against the earth, against your enemies, and even against your own self. Only through this constant struggle can you evolve and transcend your limits!”

“We thank Elder Fengtian for his wise counsel!”

Yang Luo and the others bowed with cupped hands.

Though Mo Fengtian’s words were blunt, Yang Luo knew they were profoundly true.

Cultivation was, by its very nature, a path of defying the heavens—a relentless war against all things.

As time passed,

Mo Daokun and the others delved deeper into the tactical details of the upcoming conflict.

Naturally, Mo Fengtian, Mo Qianya, and Mo Daokun also questioned Yang Luo and his friends about the journey that had brought them here.

By the time Yang Luo and the others finished recounting their tale,

It took Mo Fengtian, Mo Qianya, and Mo Daokun several moments to process everything they had heard.

After a long silence,

Mo Qianya narrowed his eyes and spoke. “It is no wonder we remained ignorant of Bujie’s existence all these years.

It turns out that just before her capture, Li Wenchan utilized a forbidden technique to spirit Bujie away to Earth.”