"Please wait a mont, I’ll go report this right away."
Leaving those words behind, one of the young clan mbers turned and hurried off.
Obviously, when it ca to the relationship between Mo Wangchen and the Master, these ordinary Ye Family mbers knew nothing.
They only knew that Mo Wangchen was a recently risen prodigy whose na was on everyone’s lips; he had not only comprehended a Heavenly Emperor Secret Technique, but had also defeated Cangli Saint, Yan State’s Shuiyun Saint Jiang Li and others.
This was a young talent who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Tiange; to think that this ti, the Young Master had actually invited him as well?
"Brother Mo!"
Not long after that young clan mber left, Ye Tiange arrived from within the Ye Family’s clan compound.
When he saw Mo Wangchen, he was a bit surprised as well; clearly he had not expected the other party to co at this ti.
"Brother Ye." Mo Wangchen cupped his fists.
Soon, under Ye Tiange’s lead, he entered the Ye Family.
One had to admit, the Ye Family truly deserved to be called one of the few ancient clans within Lizhou.
Within the clan grounds, Spiritual Energy was abundant and Laws flowed everywhere, in no way inferior to those so‑called Sacred Lands.
"Why didn’t Brother Mo send word before coming? I, Ye, could have gone out in advance to welco you." Ye Tiange said.
"As it happens, I’m hosting a small banquet for so friends at ho today. If Brother Mo is interested, why not co over and sit with us?"
Mo Wangchen did not overthink it and simply nodded.
Very soon, with Ye Tiange leading, the two of them arrived at a rear garden of the Ye Family.
Looking around, he saw quite a few figures seated in a circle; all of them were young faces, roughly a dozen or so n and won, each with an extraordinary bearing.
Among the crowd, Ye Tianhuan was playing the zither, her fingers dancing as she played a beautiful tune that soothed the heart and mind.
Only when the lody ended did everyone notice the arrival of Ye Tiange and Mo Wangchen.
"Everyone, let introduce you. This is Brother Mo, Mo Wangchen." Ye Tiange said with a smile to those present.
Clearly, most of these people were not from Lizhou, but from several other great provinces. They did not recognize Mo Wangchen; otherwise, there would have been no need for Ye Tiange to introduce him.
"Oh? So you are Mo Wangchen?"
"The Divine King Body from the rumors?"
As expected, when they heard this na, surprise appeared more or less on each of their faces.
One of them even stood up, his eyes sharp as he stared over. "I am Cao Fei, from Yan State. I’ve long heard of Brother Mo’s great na. I heard that not long ago, you defeated Shuiyun Saint Jiang Li?"
As fellow geniuses from Yan State, not long ago, Jiang Li had been routed in Lizhou and returned in defeat. This matter had long been the talk of the entire Yan State, yet Cao Fei found it sowhat hard to believe.
After all, among the younger generation in Yan State, Jiang Li’s strength was definitely among the very top. Who could have imagined that he would be defeated in Lizhou, the weakest of the nine provinces.
As for the one who had defeated Jiang Li, Cao Fei had long wanted to witness his style. He hadn’t expected to run into him here today.
"It was just a fluke, not worth ntioning." Mo Wangchen smiled faintly, not feeling any pride over the matter.
To him, it was rely one of the many hurdles he would encounter along his path of growth.
"Brother Du, Fairy Ruan."
Mo Wangchen saw so familiar faces, the Holy Dragon Body Du Feiyang, as well as the Xuanling Saintess Ruan Xinyu.
These two were among the few peerless prodigies in Lizhou, counted among the small number who could be ntioned in the sa breath as Ye Tiange. They had co here today as well.
The two of them smiled and nodded to Mo Wangchen, raising their cups to toast him.
"The world all says the Divine King Body is extrely powerful, able to be spoken of alongside Brother Du’s Holy Dragon Body. Previously, I had only heard of Brother Mo’s na; I didn’t expect to et you here today. It is truly an honor."
Not far away, a young man rose and raised his cup in a toast.
Not only him, but most of those present also successively toasted Mo Wangchen. Clearly, the na of Mo Wangchen, the Divine King Body, was now known not only in Lizhou; even throughout the Heavenly Domain, his prestige had long spread far and wide, and many favored sons of the sa generation had heard of him.
After greeting everyone one by one, they continued chatting.
During this ti, Mo Wangchen simply listened and did not speak up.
Only from their conversation did he learn that Ye Tiange had invited these people here with a purpose.
Rumor had it that in Cang Province there was a dangerous place, an Ancient Battlefield from antiquity that opened once every hundred years.
Countless treasures were buried within, opportunities without end. For many years, every ti it opened, all the major powers would send their disciples in to temper themselves.
Now, that Ancient Battlefield seed about to open again.
Thus Ye Tiange had invited so friends with whom he had fairly good relations to co and discuss matters of cooperation for when the ti ca.
"What exactly is inside that Ancient Battlefield? To attract so many forces, it must have so unique aspects, right?" Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but ask.
Knowing he had co from the Lower Realm and naturally understood nothing about the Ancient Battlefield, Ye Tiange explained, "Rare spirit dicines, Magical Treasures, Supre Divine Weapons, even Heavenly Emperor Secret Techniques—so long as you have enough luck, you may obtain them all within that Ancient Battlefield."
"Oh?"
When Mo Wangchen heard this, his interest was imdiately piqued.
He knew very well how powerful Heavenly Emperor Secret Techniques and Supre Divine Weapons were. If he could really find such opportunities in that Ancient Battlefield, then it was naturally sothing he could not miss.
"Opportunities are often accompanied by endless danger, not to ntion that this is a battlefield from ancient tis. Over the years, it has buried the withered bones of who knows how many heroes. Every ti it opens, if half of those who enter can co out alive, that’s already very good." Ye Tianhuan said.
"That dangerous?" Mo Wangchen frowned.
He certainly understood this principle, but for half of those who set foot into the Ancient Battlefield to die every ti it opened showed just how perilous that place was.
"That Ancient Battlefield will open in half a month. If Brother Mo is interested, you can head there together with our Ye Family’s group." Ye Tiange said.
Mo Wangchen nodded and did not refuse; he truly was very interested.
This gathering lasted a full two days and one night. During that ti, everyone talked about matters concerning the Ancient Battlefield.
And Mo Wangchen listened closely, not wanting to miss a single piece of valuable information.
Only when the banquet dispersed did Ye Tiange arrange for him to rest in an independent courtyard at the back of the Ye Family grounds.
Seeing that it was still early, Mo Wangchen did not go to sleep imdiately.
He sat cross‑legged in the courtyard, breathing in and out Spiritual Energy. He did not know how long had passed when a sound ca from outside the courtyard gate.
"Little Friend Mo, are you there?"
The voice sounded sowhat old, but when Mo Wangchen opened the door and looked out, he saw that more than one person had co; there were three old n.
From the aura on their bodies, it was not hard for Mo Wangchen to sense that all three of these old n had stepped into the Unity Realm Stage.
Moreover, they were not just ordinary Unity Realm cultivators. Especially the white‑haired elder at their head—if he was not mistaken, this man’s strength was at least at the sixth level of the Unity Realm Stage, no weaker than Nangong Wushang, the Great Elder of Cangli Sacred Land.
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