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"One hundred million drops of Supre Spiritual Liquid?" Hearing Mo Yu’s demand, Xue Lingzi was montarily stunned before he imdiately re
"One hundred million drops of Supre Spiritual Liquid?"
Hearing Mo Yu’s demand, Xue Lingzi was montarily stunned before he imdiately rejected it with a loud voice. "Impossible! You’re asking for an outrageous price! Do you really think my Blood God Clan is that easy to bully?"
The five Blood God Clan’s Earthly Supre Elders, including Xue Yi, also darkened their expressions upon hearing Mo Yu’s demand. They angrily said, "Mo Yu, do you even understand the value of one hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid? Are you trying to completely empty out our Blood God Clan?"
Supre Spiritual Liquid was the universal currency of the Great Thousand World, and only Supre experts could refine it. The energy contained within was not only pure but also possessed a hint of spirituality.
Of course, the level of spirituality depended on the strength of the refiner. So high-quality Supre Spiritual Liquid even had the ability to manifest illusions.
Generally speaking, the higher the quality of the Supre Spiritual Liquid, the larger the illusions it could form. It was said that a Heavenly Supre once spent an entire year refining a single drop of Supre Spiritual Liquid, and the illusion it created was so vast that even an entire Xiong Bing City couldn’t contain it.
For ordinary forces, having a few thousand drops of Supre Spiritual Liquid was already remarkable. Even major families like the Gongshu Clan and the Yuchang Clan wouldn’t have more than a hundred thousand drops in total. Yet, Mo Yu had opened his mouth and demanded a hundred million, truly shocking Xue Lingzi and the others.
Faced with Xue Lingzi’s resistance, Mo Yu rely gave a cold smile. With a thought, his Heavenly Dharma Body lifted Xue Lingzi high into the air. His left hand flickered with lightning, and in an instant, a thousand-zhang-long lightning sword took shape.
The next mont, with a sharp whooshing sound, the massive lightning sword hovered above Xue Lingzi’s head, suspended in place like the Sword of Damocles, threatening to descend at any mont.
Seeing this, sweat imdiately ford on Xue Lingzi’s forehead. He could feel the imnse power of that lightning sword. Even if it couldn’t completely kill him, he would undoubtedly suffer serious injuries.
Gulp.
The five Blood God Clan elders, including Xue Yi, nervously swallowed, their gazes locked onto the lightning sword with extre anxiety.
"Heh, one hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid in exchange for the life of the Blood God Clan Patriach. I’d say that’s a pretty fair trade." Mo Yu chuckled.
His demand was based on Wind Emperor’s reminder. Since he had just arrived in the Great Thousand World and was penniless, it was only natural to take advantage of this opportunity to rob a wealthy target.
According to Wind Emperor’s estimation, the Blood God Clan’s total wealth was likely between five to eight hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid. One hundred million was painful for them, but they could still afford it.
"Heh, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. Surely the Blood God Clan Patriach understands this principle? If you ask , this one hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid is well worth it." Just as the standoff was about to escalate, Luo Tianshen spoke with a smile.
Clearly, the Luo God Clan’s patriarch was eager to see the Blood God Clan suffer.
Hearing this, Xue Lingzi nearly coughed up blood. That one hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid wasn’t coming out of Luo Tianshen’s pocket, so of course, he could speak so casually.
Though Xue Lingzi secretly resented Luo Tianshen for helping Mo Yu, he was left with no other choice. His expression fluctuated before he looked up at the enormous lightning sword above his head. Gritting his teeth, he finally spoke in a deep voice, "Fine! One hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid—I agree!"
The mont Xue Lingzi conceded, the surrounding spectators collectively gasped. One hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid—what an astronomical sum.
Even across the entire Western Heaven Continent, there were only a handful of forces capable of producing such an amount.
With that in mind, many couldn’t help but look at Mo Yu with envy. He had just beco rich overnight.
However, despite their envy, none of them dared to covet his wealth. After all, being able to defeat a Greater Earthly Supre while only at the Lesser Earthly Supre level was a feat deserving of fear and respect.
"Mo Yu, I’ve already agreed! Let go at once!" High in the sky, Xue Lingzi grew furious when he saw that Mo Yu still hadn’t released him.
"Heh, doesn’t the Blood God Clan Patriach understand the rule of ’paynt first, goods later’?" Mo Yu smiled faintly.
"You—!"
Hearing himself being compared to a commodity, Xue Lingzi nearly exploded with rage. However, he managed to suppress his fury and turned to Xue Yi and the others, commanding in a deep voice, "Hand over one hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid!"
Upon hearing this, Xue Yi and the others showed bitter expressions and pained looks. One hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid was no small amount, and gathering it would take so ti.
But since Xue Lingzi had given the order, they had no choice but to comply. After shooting Mo Yu a resentful glare, the five elders withdrew their Supre Dharma Bodies and began pooling together the required sum.
There was no denying that one hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid was an imnse fortune. Even with the combined efforts of five Lesser Earthly Supres, it still took them nearly fifteen minutes to gather it all.
"Mo Yu, we’ve handed over the one hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid! Release our Patriach at once! Don’t go back on your word!"
Xue Yi’s expression was extrely dark as he glared at Mo Yu before throwing a spatial ring containing the Supre Spiritual Liquid toward him.
This sum had nearly drained them dry.
Mo Yu ignored Xue Yi’s glare. Instead, he caught the ring and sent his soul power inside to inspect it. Sure enough, he saw a mountain of Supre Spiritual Liquid piled within.
"Heh, one hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid—what a windfall," Wind Emperor’s voice echoed in Mo Yu’s mind.
"It’s all thanks to your advice, Senior." Mo Yu chuckled.
"This was all due to your own strength. To defeat a Greater Earthly Supre while being only a Lesser Earthly Supre—truly worthy of being the Thunder Emperor of the Dou Qi Continent." Wind Emperor sighed in admiration.
Even though he had unwavering faith in Mo Yu’s talent, he hadn’t expected him to pull off sothing so audacious. After all, the gap between a Greater Earthly Supre and a Lesser Earthly Supre was like a chasm.
"Mo Yu! The one hundred million Supre Spiritual Liquid has been handed over! Release now! Are you planning to go back on your word?" Seeing that Mo Yu still hadn’t acted, Xue Lingzi shouted angrily.
"What’s the rush? I’m just verifying the sum. What if you tried to cheat ?" Mo Yu shot back.
As Xue Yi and the others’ faces grew even darker, Mo Yu finally moved. With a thought, the Heavenly Dharma Body’s massive hand slowly released its grip.
As the restraint eased, Xue Lingzi’s face lit up with joy. Seizing the opportunity, he imdiately fled from the Heavenly Dharma Body’s domain, reuniting with Xue Yi and the others.
"Patriarch, are you all right?"
Seeing Xue Lingzi successfully escape, Xue Yi and the others looked delighted as they spoke.
"No problem. Though I was careless and lost to this man, a re Lesser Earthly Supre thinking he can do as he pleases with is wishful thinking." Xue Lingzi forcibly tried to save face.
"Patriarch, since you’ve gotten away safely, should we deal with that brat?" As Xue Yi spoke, his gaze flickered toward Mo Yu, his expression icy.
Not only had Mo Yu humiliated the Blood God Clan in front of so many people, but he had also extorted a hundred million Supre Spirit Liquid from them. Even a coward wouldn’t stomach such disgrace, let alone the Blood God Clan, one of the four great god clans of the Western Heaven Continent.
Now, with five Lesser Earthly Supres and Xue Lingzi, a Greater Earthly Supre, gathered, this was undoubtedly the best chance to eliminate Mo Yu.
Hearing this, Xue Lingzi’s eyes flickered as he stared at Mo Yu. Ever since breaking through to Earthly Supre, Mo Yu had brought him the greatest humiliation. His thirst for revenge was intense, and being a vengeful man by nature, he certainly wouldn’t let this slide.
"Oh? Is Patriarch Xue dissatisfied? Do you wish for another round?" Seeing the cold expressions directed at him, Mo Yu raised an eyebrow before sneering.
A Greater Earthly Supre and five Lesser Earthly Supres—indeed, with his current strength, he couldn’t take them all on. But if they thought they could capture him so easily, they were sorely mistaken.
As long as he had ti to grow, he would flatten the Blood God Clan sooner or later.
"Mo Yu, you extorted a hundred million Supre Spirit Liquid from my Blood God Clan. That’s not an easy sum to take. How about this? Return the Supre Spirit Liquid, and we’ll write off our grievances."
With Xue Yi and the others backing him, a cold glint flickered deep in Xue Lingzi’s eyes as he looked at Mo Yu and smiled faintly.
"What’s in my pocket never cos back out. If you want it, co and take it yourself." Mo Yu sneered.
"Hmph! Sharp-tongued brat. Do you really think a re Lesser Earthly Supre can defy the heavens?!" Xue Lingzi snorted coldly. Just as he was about to strike alongside Xue Yi and the others, a gentle yet aged chuckle echoed across the battlefield.
"Heh, Patriarch Xue, don’t forget your agreent with Lord Thunder Emperor. I personally vouched for it. If you go back on your word now, don’t bla and Lord Thunder Emperor for standing together against the Blood God Clan."
As tension escalated, a black-robed elder, Luo Tianshen, slowly stepped forward to Mo Yu’s side, looking at Xue Lingzi and his n with a faint smile.
"Luo Tianshen! Are you truly willing to oppose my Blood God Clan for this brat?!" Xue Lingzi’s face darkened, his voice cold.
Though Luo Tianshen was old and past his pri, he was still a genuine Greater Earthly Supre.
If he truly joined forces with Mo Yu, Xue Lingzi and his group wouldn’t gain any advantage. Moreover, Luo Tianshen was the patriarch of the Luo God Clan, commanding many strong experts.
"Xue Lingzi, you know my reputation. If you want to stay out of this, you’ll have to step over my corpse first."
Luo Tianshen’s faint smile gradually faded as an overwhelming surge of spiritual energy erupted from his body, no weaker than Xue Lingzi’s own.
Seeing this, the hidden experts observing the battle tensed, their breathing slowing.
If Luo Tianshen intervened, this wouldn’t just be a battle between a few Earthly Supres—it could escalate into an all-out war between the Blood God Clan and the Luo God Clan!
Two of the four great god clans of the Western Heaven Continent... If they clashed, the number of lives lost would be in the billions, and the very balance of the Western Heaven Continent would shift dramatically!
That said, they had to admit that Luo Tianshen had chosen an excellent ti.
Under normal circumstances, if war broke out, the Luo God Clan would stand little chance against the Blood God Clan.
After all, the Luo God Clan had been declining for years, barely surviving under Luo Tianshen’s leadership. The Blood God Clan had long coveted their lands and power.
Had this been any other ti, Xue Lingzi would have welcod such a war. But now, they had also provoked that mysterious Thunder Emperor from the Lower Plane—a man whose combat strength rivaled an ordinary Greater Earthly Supre despite only being at the Lesser Earthly Supre stage.
What truly unsettled the Blood God Clan was the potential alliance between Luo Tianshen and Mo Yu. Even a clan as powerful as theirs couldn’t afford to fight both enemies at once.
"Luo Tianshen, I’ll rember this grudge. With your aging body, you won’t be able to protect the Luo God Clan forever. When that day cos..."
Xue Lingzi’s gaze was cold as he trailed off. But everyone present understood his aning. The mont Luo Tianshen died, the Luo God Clan would be wiped out.
Hearing this, Luo Tianshen’s aged face darkened before he snorted coldly. "That’s none of your concern. The Luo God Clan has stood in the Western Heaven Continent for countless years. We do not rely on re words to survive."
"Hmph! We shall see!"
A murderous glint flashed in Xue Lingzi’s eyes. He then turned his gaze to Mo Yu, his expression thunderous.
"Retreat!"
With a final, icy glare at Mo Yu, Xue Lingzi waved his sleeve and gave the order.
Hearing this, Xue Yi and the others exchanged glances, their faces filled with unwillingness. But as they looked at Luo Tianshen standing beside Mo Yu, they had no choice but to nod bitterly.
The Luo God Clan was no weaker than the Blood God Clan. With Luo Tianshen present, it was impossible to deal with Mo Yu today.
As their voices fell, the blood sea churned, and Xue Lingzi, along with his n and Xue Yun, disappeared in an instant—leaving behind only the pale and despairing Gongshu Ziran.
Watching Xue Lingzi’s retreating figure, Mo Yu exhaled softly before shifting his gaze toward Gongshu Ziran and her brother. The hatred and fear in their eyes were obvious.
His brows furrowed slightly before he flicked his sleeve, sending out a lightning blade that instantly sliced them both in half.
Since they were enemies, there was no need to let them live.
After finishing this, the Heavenly Dharma Body beneath Mo Yu slowly dissipated. He then walked to Luo Tianshen’s side and cupped his fists with a light smile. "Many thanks for your assistance, Patriarch Luo."
"Heh, the Blood God Clan is arrogant and overbearing. My Luo God Clan has always been at odds with them. I intervened not just to help you but also to draw you into an alliance against them." Luo Tianshen was refreshingly honest.
Hearing this, Mo Yu couldn’t help but feel a little more respect for him. However, as if recalling sothing, he suddenly asked, "By the way, Patriarch Luo, have you ever encountered a young man nad Xiao Yan from the Lower Plane?"
"Oh? You an Xiao Yan? Could it be that he cos from the sa Lower Plane as you?" Luo Tianshen’s eyes widened in surprise.
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