Chapter 65: Paused.

'Mo Haoqiong' glanced at the judge's pen rolling on the ground for a few rounds, and then looked ahead. After playing with the brush that exuded a sharp sword intent for a while, he put it back into his robe.
Kuai Baojian looked at Mo Haoqiong with suspicion and uncertainty.
However, it was 'Mo Haoqiong' who spoke first.
"Is it you who wants to kill my junior brother?"
The voice, accompanied by Mo Haoqiong's tone, was elegant, but it made people feel different.
The difference lies in temperament.
Mo Haokong's temperament is like a warm winter sun, gentle and not scorching. While this person is merely the most ordinary pebble in the vast world.
A pebble with the power of a grandmaster.
徐命定退了几步，插剑回鞘，坐回了满是破损，又慢慢恢复的床榻上。
蓝潮瑰轻轻挪了几步，与身边的蒯保解拉开了些距离。
Kuai Bao was momentarily unable to answer.
Master's power, he had only heard of, but never witnessed with his own eyes, let alone directly confronted.
Not to mention... Zhou Zhihuan, the fifth strongest in the world!
But he still straightened up, facing not a true master, but only a thought or a force, perhaps just a illusory figure trying to frighten him, easily shattered by a touch... Please let me know if there's anything else I can assist you with.
Kuai Bao continued to console himself, his claws clenched tightly, and he exerted force under his feet.
But there was no chance for another sprint.
'Mo Haoqiong' held Han Zimei and killed over with astonishing speed. Please note that the translation provided may not be entirely accurate as the given text is quite ambiguous.
Without fancy internal strength, it is for a stable and steady sword.
The sword made of Xuanbing penetrated Kuaibaojie's chest without suspense, splattering a pool of cold blood. Drawing out the sword effortlessly, the remaining chill froze the body of the formidable officer, as well as the determined expression he had when preparing to charge.
Kuai Bao fell weakly to the side and collapsed, dead.
The grandmaster's sword was swift and decisive.
'Mo Haokong' turned his head to look at Lan Chaogui.
The fresh blood on Han Zimei's lips gradually drained away.
Speaking calmly, as if chatting as usual.
“别逼我。
我还不想出山。”
蓝潮瑰尚未反应过来此话何意，正要开口委曲求全，但他面前的莫大宗主再次失去了意识，直挺挺的倒了下去。
沉默，这黑袍人悄悄的摸出了怀里的玉笛。
“赶紧滚蛋。”
徐命定坐在床榻上没好气地道。
蓝潮瑰定住了动作，又把玉笛塞回了黑衣里。朝着徐命定娇嗔地哼了一声，猛踹了一脚死的不能再死的蒯保解，一跃而上，朝着顶头的破洞离去了。
一切尘埃落定后，徐命定在床榻上怔住了好半响。
今晚的一切突击等等，对他的不高的思索能力而言确实是种负担。
推开房门，走廊里空空如也。
Glancing into each of the rooms inside, those three individuals were indeed still sound asleep in their own rooms. So, Blue Tide and Gui were true to their words.
If we talk about common sense, no one in the martial arts world would believe that someone associated with a cult could be described in a positive way, but Xu Mingding believes it.
No matter how unfeeling, immoral, and capricious a person may be at heart, they occasionally have moments when they fulfill their words. And those who are known for being unwavering, trustworthy, and reliable also occasionally fail to deliver.
徐命定是这般坚信的，虽然很多人不信他所坚信的。
回到了自己的那间房，把莫大宗主和陈扫尘扛在肩上，搬回了他两原本睡的房间，并安置妥当。
Just experienced such a thrilling battle, even someone as calm as Master Xu wouldn't be able to sleep right away.
Besides, there is also the question of whether the Blue Wave Guild will come back and launch another attack unexpectedly.
走廊的荧光渐暗。
他再次打开了属于他儿子的房间，依旧是空无一人。
徐命定不知道徐红林现在到底去了哪里……蒯保解已死，处于延山派的昼地府众人死的死散的散，他还不愿回来么，他知道自己这个做爹的是不会责备他的。
Or, is it that he has already entered the inner domain of Zhoudi Palace and looks down on his own father? He has even offered his family's exquisite martial arts skill, the "Step through the Forest," to Zhoudi Palace?
Upon thinking of this, Xu Mingding vigorously shakes his head, but then he remembers Kuai Baojie's remark that Xu Honglin is already his nephew. In anger, he pounds the wall. Translation: This paragraph suggests that Xu Mingding is suspecting that someone has betrayed their own father and offered their family's martial arts skill to Zhoudi Palace. It also reveals Xu Mingding's frustration and anger due to the news that Xu Honglin is already someone else's nephew.
Feeling mentally exhausted, Master Xu opened the door of the wooden house, intending to go out to embrace the moonlight after a sleepless night.
走出木屋，走出光球，走向了他极熟的一块石上。
撩衣，坐下。
这石头旁边还有一块石儿。
Behind these two stones is the glowing sphere, and on top of the peculiar rock of the Strange Rock Peak, there is an embedded bamboo scroll.
长生诀，木。
Before, he often came here with Xu Honglin to watch the budding or dancing flowers and the noisy or bustling exotic animals, and have a chat about the world inside and outside Yan Mountain.
Xu Honglin always says that a person's lifetime is too short, and one cannot witness all the splendor of the world or experience all the joys and sorrows of life. But his father always laughs at his excessive greed. One should be content with the happiness obtained in one's lifetime.
And this time he was by himself, accompanying the flowers, plants, and wild animals while admiring the moon. And this time, Xu Honglin didn't oversleep and was able to come.
Xu Mingding remembered that one time when he didn't come.
是他把那延山派的亲传人定为宣壮的那一天。
那一天，徐红林很不理解，跑到了自己的跟前，用力的质问，“为什么亲传人选的是壮子，而不是选我？！”
“他比你能打。你能打赢他，我就把亲传的位子给你。”
“啊？”徐红林不接受这个解释，“可我比他更懂赚钱！延山派在我的指挥下肯定能发扬光大！”
徐红林近些年来，在外面对显贵和痞子的智慧与能力，徐命定毫不怀疑。
“你就放心好了，你肯定可以当长老的。
咱延山派，掌门就是要武力够啊，你看你爹，虽然没什么脑子，但就是靠着这一身功夫和修为，才当上的掌门。至于采药技巧售卖之道，就靠那些长老费心了。”
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But I really want to become the sect leader!"
"Well... these are the rules set by our ancestors, even your father can't change them."
"I don't care!"
On that evening, which happened to be the time when Xu Mengding came every week, Xu Honglin didn't show up.
This was the only time, without any reason, that Xu Honglin didn't come, according to Xu Mengding's memory.
Later... everything returned to normal, seemingly without any changes.
Xu Mingding let out a long sigh.
Someone casually sat down on a nearby rock.
Xu Mingding's muscles instantly tensed, as he hadn't noticed the person approaching.
This person spoke out:
"You're not usually so cautious.
Father."