After listening to Yun Hai's explanation, Chen Mo learned some details.
Mo Li's background, while not comparable to Yun Hai's, was still quite impressive.
He hailed from one of the four major families in the northeastern province of the Jia Ma Empire. His family's Grand Elder was an outer sect steward of the Yun Lan Sect and highly regarded by the sect.
Thus, shortly after joining the Yun Lan Sect, Mo Li entered the inner sect. Displaying extraordinary talent, he even received a personal audience with Yun Yun.
It was after this meeting that Mo Li set his sights on Nalan Yanran, showering her with attention and care, seemingly unable to let her go.
Especially after Nalan Yanran broke off her engagement with the Xiao family three years ago, Mo Li's advances intensified, and he could be seen wherever Nalan Yanran was.
However, Nalan Yanran was very proud and not someone who could be won over by persistent attention, so she never accepted his advances.
"But I remember that Mo Li was sent by the Mo family specifically to pursue Nalan Yanran," Chen Mo thought to himself. The Mo family seemed to have grand ambitions despite their mediocre strength, even aspiring to replace the Jia Ma Empire and the Yun Lan Sect.
Seeing Chen Mo deep in thought, Yun Hai suddenly teased, "Hey, junior brother, do you also like our Senior Sister Nalan?"
"Well, a fair lady is a gentleman's desire. If you tell us, we won't laugh at you. Besides, with your talent, you're well-matched with Senior Sister Nalan," Yun Hai said, thinking Chen Mo's silence was an admission.
Chen Mo did have thoughts about Nalan Yanran, or rather, he had thoughts about any beautiful woman.
But having thoughts was one thing; pursuing them was another.
For now, his primary goal was to win over Yun Yun.
Mo Li's personal showcase was quite good, with commendable performances in various aspects.
But it left a weak impression.
Especially when Nalan Yanran made her grand finale appearance.
As Yun Yun's first personal disciple and the designated young sect master, Nalan Yanran's status was akin to that of a princess.
Her entrance seemed to set the stage on fire.
Of course, Chen Mo wouldn't admit that his eyes were glued to her long, white legs.
"Hey, Nalan Su, as they say, girls change eighteen times as they grow up. I didn't expect the once sweet girl from the disciple ceremony to transform into such a beautiful young lady," Mu Chen remarked, stroking his white beard.
Hearing someone call his name directly, Nalan Su was about to get angry but calmed down when he saw it was the old patriarch of the Mu family. He smiled, "Not at all, not at all."
"I heard Yanran broke off her engagement with that kid from the Xiao family. I wonder if she's interested..."
"You old rascal, stop causing trouble for Yanran. Everyone knows your Mittel family is full of strong women and weak men. But my Mu family doesn't mind. Ya Fei..."
Watching the two old men bicker, especially when Jia Xingtian joined in, Nalan Su stood trembling in the middle.
"Nalan Yanran, eighteen years old, seven-star Dou Shi."
Nalan Yanran wore a moon-white robe with wide sleeves, bowing slightly. Under the sunlight, her graceful curves were fully revealed.
After saluting, a flash of light from her ring revealed a pale blue long sword. The blade tilted, reflecting the sunlight, exuding a powerful aura.
"Wind's Extremity, Gale Dance."
Nalan Yanran swung her sword, and the space in front of her rippled. Several blue wind blades, each five to six feet long, appeared out of thin air, intertwining to form a cylindrical wind storm, spiraling forward with high speed.
"Thousand Wind Blast!"
At that moment, a moon-white shadow flashed, appearing opposite the cylindrical wind storm.
Nalan Yanran retracted her sword, her slender white hand emerging from her loose sleeve. Five pale blue spiral gusts appeared at her fingertips, like five sharp blue nails, cutting through the wind storm.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the two surging energies dissipated into the air.
This was truly spectacular.
If there were a live broadcast in this world, the comments would undoubtedly be full of "666."
The effect was astounding.
Mo Li, who had shown 80% of his strength in his showcase, suddenly had a bitter expression.
"Senior Sister Nalan is so powerful!"
"This time, the first place in the inner sect competition will definitely be Senior Sister Nalan."
"Senior Sister Nalan, I want to have your babies."
"Smack, get lost."
...
At this moment, Nalan Su's face was flushed, not from embarrassment but from excitement, proud of the praises his daughter received.
Mittel Tengshan, recalling the previous conversation, also had a strange expression.
Yun Yun nodded, very satisfied, even personally sending a message to Nalan Yanran, saying, "Well done."
Jia Xingtian's worries deepened. This was just the personal showcase; the actual inner sect competition hadn't even started.
Thinking about the royal family members...
Sigh.
"Ding, Wind's Extremity series, high-level Xuan class Dou Technique. You can spend 1500 luck points for deep peeping or 1000 luck points for Dou Technique peeping."
Seeing unfamiliar knowledge points appear in his mind, Chen Mo quickly asked, "What is deep peeping? What is Dou Technique peeping?"
"Deep peeping involves peeping into the opponent's understanding and mastery of the Dou Technique. For example, deep peeping Nalan Yanran's Gale Dance will give you her mastery of the technique at its peak."
"Dou Technique peeping only provides the technique's incantation. Note, deep peeping only works for Dou Techniques."
Chen Mo took a long time to digest this information, then his eyes lit up.
It seemed he had found a shortcut for cultivating the Thousand Thunder Art.
After the personal showcase, there was a short break.
This time was used to restore battle energy and allow relevant personnel to repair the venue.
After the break, the intense solo matches began.
Chen Mo was number 29.
His opponent was a nameless character with peak Dou Zhe cultivation.
The latter had no protagonist aura or cheats.
Facing Chen Mo, the result was obvious.
Easy win.
After two matches, Chen Mo entered the top sixteen.
In the round of sixteen to eight.
Chen Mo drew Mo Li.
"Chen Mo versus Mo Li."
As Yun Leng's voice echoed through the plaza, whispers followed.
Most disciples felt sorry for Chen Mo.
"It's actually Mo Li."
"Although Chen Mo's performance was impressive, the difference in their cultivation levels is too vast. One is a five-star Dou Shi, the other just a two-star Dou Shi."
"This is so unlucky. It would have been better to face Zheng Tian. But against Mo Li..."
"Is this the end for him?"