Free Web NovelIn a flash, the Money Tree had already brought them to Qinghe County.
They landed in their own courtyard.
From a distance, Li Mo could feel the earth-shattering commotion coming from Red Maple Mountain.
Dozens of Inner Scenery and even Outer Scenery Martial Artists were clashing, truly not much different from a natural disaster.
“I still need to rush back to assist in the battle.”
After setting everyone down, Qian Bufan stood with his hands behind his back, his short, stout body exuding a powerful Aura.
“You all should have no other matters, right?”
Everyone shook their heads.
“Elder Qian.”
Li Mo stepped forward and said seriously:
“Han Zhen is the former Great Shang National Teacher. His methods are strange and complex. After he merges with the Demon Summoning Sect members, who knows what insidious tricks he will pull? All Senior Brothers and Elders, please be extra careful.”
He had seen it with his Tianming Divine Eye.
Elder Qian might suffer some minor injuries this time, but it wouldn't be a big problem.
He just casually reminded him.
“Great Shang National Teacher...”
Qian Bufan squinted his beady eyes and nodded:
“Rest assured, thanks to you this time, we anticipated the enemy. Senior Brother Shangguan and the Lord of Burning Jade Forest are both here, so no major disaster will occur.”
“The Sect will reward you for this contribution.”
“It’s what a Disciple should do.”
Li Mo cupped his hands.
To be honest, he had just taken a casual look at the time, never expecting to catch such a big fish.
The Elders of Qingyuan Sect were reliable; even Sect Master Shangguan had personally arrived.
At that time, many investments would likely be attributed to him.
Qian Bufan shot into the sky.
“Phew... I still can’t rest.”
Li Mo completely relaxed. He had just gone through a major battle, and space had shattered. He felt as if his body had been hollowed out, unable to even move a finger.
“Son.” x2
Only then did he hear such familiar calls in his ears. freewēbnoveℓ.com
He could no longer keep his eyelids open and fell asleep.
“Snore...”
Li Mo was asleep.
The middle-aged couple looked at their son, who was sleeping against Ying Bing, and remained silent.
Just now, Shang Wu was also sleeping.
As soon as their son got home, he fell asleep instantly.
So what exactly did he learn from Shang Wu?
“Someone, take Young Master back to his room.”
The couple checked and found that although Li Mo’s shirt was torn, he wasn’t injured at all. Only then did they sigh.
They then had the attendants carry Li Mo to his room.
“Following Elder Shang Wu, if he truly just sleeps all day, then so be it, but don’t learn other messy things...”
Li Dalong’s face was filled with worry.
His son used to be a bit mischievous, so he thought of letting him go to Qingyuan Sect to train, learn some skills, and also temper his personality.
He never imagined that Mo’er would become Shang Wu’s Disciple!
He used to be mischievous; now, wouldn’t he be hated by everyone?
“My Lord.”
Gu Xueqin tugged at her husband’s sleeve.
Li Dalong came back to his senses and cupped his hands to the people present:
“Young heroes, my son has been well taken care of, and he has caused you trouble.”
“Food and drink have been prepared at the mansion, please...”
Old Li, holding an official position, was no stranger to grand occasions.
He could tell from their clothes that these young Martial Artists were all Geniuses from extraordinary major Sects, Dragons among men.
There were those from Burning Jade Forest, Gangdou Sect, and even true Disciples of Qingyuan Sect.
Any one of them, even the County Magistrate, would treat with respect and serve carefully.
Not to mention the Hengyun Sword City Disciple carrying a sword; that was a true Domain-鎮域大宗.
Moreover, he had seen this person’s portrait.
Bai Jinghong!
A Prodigy on the Qianlong Ranking, even the sons of dukes and marquises were probably not as noble in status as him.
Hoo—
However, Old Li hadn’t even finished speaking. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
“Uncle, you exaggerate!”
The burly Tie Qi bowed more than ninety degrees, his head nearly hitting the floor tiles.
“Hello, Uncle!”
Ouyang flicked his sleeve.
Bai Jinghong and Luo Yu were originally just going to cup their hands.
But a certain cold gaze, whether intentionally or not, looked over.
The Ice Cube’s gaze.
“Hello, Uncle and Aunt!”
The two acted in unison.
Naturally, there was no need to mention the others.
If “Uncle and Aunt” were replaced with “Big Brother and Sister-in-Law, Happy New Year,” then the scene would undoubtedly be like a social organization’s annual meeting...
Don’t say it.
The atmosphere was really somewhat similar.
Fifty li away, the fighting was in full swing, like setting off firecrackers for the New Year.
Li Dalong was stunned, almost blurting out, “All my beloved ministers, rise.”
Fortunately, Gu Xueqin knew her husband’s temperament and pinched his waist in time.
Only then did Old Li give a dry laugh:
“No need for formalities, no need for formalities... quickly go eat.”
“Ying Bing, take the young heroes.”
“Mm.”
.....
The couple watched the group of young talents obediently follow Ying Bing into the reception hall.
Li Dalong felt as if he had just woken from a dream, his body tingling.
It felt great.
Why was today’s sun so round, and the flowers so vibrant?
Old Li felt a little giddy.
“Are today’s Genius Martial Artists all so polite?”
Gu Xueqin was a bit puzzled.
“Didn’t you notice?”
Li Dalong withdrew his gaze, thinking for a moment before speaking.
“Notice what?”
“These Disciples from major Sects show reverence towards Ying Bing, almost treating her as their leader.”
Li Dalong said seriously.
He had, of course, long known that Ying Bing was now the Qingyuan Sect Leader’s true Disciple.
But status alone would certainly not be enough to make other peer Geniuses treat her this way.
“It only shows that Ying Bing’s talent and brilliance make them willingly submit.”
“I always said Ying Bing was extraordinary, with a calm demeanor and intelligence.”
Gu Xueqin was very happy.
Li Dalong smacked his lips.
He wondered if his own rascal of a son had learned any skills.
He could only wait for him to wake up and then ask.
.....
On the other side.
The battle between the two sides entered a white-hot stage.
The Demon Summoning Sect members all guarded Han Zhen. Unconsciously, they seemed to have formed a Formation.
The Formation was neither for offense nor defense.
It was to summon a certain existence.
Rumble—
The sky seemed to be covered by an unshakeable shadow, forming a dark cloud pressing down on the city. In the unseen, an extremely powerful malevolent Aura was brewing.
Something was about to descend.
Everyone present felt incredibly suffocated.
Suddenly.
A figure appeared in the center of the battlefield.
Shangguan Wencang.
He did not release his Domain, but any Domain was rendered useless against him. His Aura was incredibly powerful.
With a casual wave of his hand, the clouds in the sky gathered, forming a giant hand.
This palm truly had the power to seize stars.
This was the ultimate Aura, pure Law, condensed Rhyme.
“Shangguan Wencang is only one step away from forming a Law Body.”
The white-browed old man from Hengyun Sword City sighed lightly, retracting the dangerous Sword Qi that permeated his body.
Outer Scenery solidified into substance, and numerous profound mysteries returned to his own body.
Every gesture and movement was like a Divine Ability.
This was the Law Body!
Rumble—
The Formation presided over by Han Zhen instantly shattered.
In the violent Qi, his figure suddenly transformed into thousands of blood shadows, scattering into the air.
This was not him being blown apart, but rather him escaping.
The others were not so lucky.
They were all pressed into the ground by the giant cloud hand, unable to move.
The Controlling Mystery remains, which had already lost most of its profoundness, fell into Shangguan Wencang’s hands.
No joy could be seen on his face; instead, he wore a look of deep thought.
“The one who escaped, Li Mo said, is the former Great Shang National Teacher.”
Qian Bufan arrived beside him and spoke softly.
Shangguan Wencang’s face was grim, and after a long while, he sighed:
“A time of trouble indeed.”
“The details of the Secret Realm will probably only be known after asking Li Mo.”
Qian Bufan looked at Yin Hua Xuan, who was half-dead and being carried by Shang Wu, and couldn't help but sigh softly:
“If not for him, this time in the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm, we would have lost about thirty percent of our Sect’s elites, leading to a shortage of talent.”
“Matters of the Sect will be discussed later.”
Shangguan Wencang turned around, his voice echoing through the layers of clouds:
“Everyone, please come for a discussion.”
