"No, when we arrived, Huan Chenfeng hadn’t finished his closed-door cultivation. Besides, even if his clone ca here, it wouldn’t be able to do anything against so many of us. We need not fear him!" Ink Master said.
"I really don’t know what’s so good about Mo Caiyi that makes the Lord and the Huan Clan Young Master so enamored with her!" the woman in black clothes said disdainfully.
"Fem fatale, the allure of Mo Caiyi’s captivating beauty alone is enough to drive any man mad! It’s not just our Lord and the Huan Clan Young Master who have set their sights on her..." Ink Master said.
"Alright, that’s enough, let’s go!" Ink Master looked at the group and said.
As they spoke, except for him who remained unchanged, the others all altered their appearances and changed their clothes, looking like a family. He was the master, the other old n were elders, the middle-aged n were guards, two of the five won disguised themselves as maids, another two as older ladies, and one stood with a middle-aged man behind Ink Master, appearing as a personal dark guard...
"Let’s go!" Ink Master waved his hand, and the thirteen of them vanished from the spot, reappearing at Mo Ziyang’s Holy Son Mansion.
Mo Ziyang detected their aura and hurried over. Seeing Ink Master, he was taken aback and imdiately bowed with deep respect, saying, "My lord, you have arrived!"
"Mm, let’s talk sowhere else!" Ink Master said coldly.
"Yes, my lord, please follow !" Mo Ziyang humbly led Ink Master and his group to his residence, entered the Inner Room, shielded them from the people of the Holy Son Mansion, and knelt before Ink Master.
"We are here for a mission and will stay for a while. Arrange a safe, secluded, clean, and spacious courtyard for us. We’ll discuss other matters tomorrow..." Ink Master instructed, not even glancing at Mo Ziyang.
"Yes, my lord, I’ll arrange it imdiately. Do you want to co with , or..." Mo Ziyang asked cautiously.
"Let’s go together..." Ink Master said, standing up and following Mo Ziyang out. Mo Ziyang, not daring to be negligent, directly assigned the courtyard behind the Holy Son Mansion, where he usually went into seclusion, to Ink Master’s group.
Ink Master seed satisfied and looked at Mo Ziyang, saying, "Very good. Now go summon those four pieces of trash here. I have tasks for you tomorrow!"
"Yes, my lord, you may rest first. I will go imdiately..." Mo Ziyang said, bowing.
Upon Ink Master’s nod, Mo Ziyang got up and imdiately left the Holy Son Mansion, heading towards the Four Divine Masters’ Mansion, as he had to notify the Four Divine Masters and only had half a day left. Mo Ziyang had no ti to think about anything else, pulling out a Teleportation Scroll, directly heading to the Four Divine Masters...
Unaware of Mo Ziyang and the Four Divine Masters soon gathering to stir up a bloody storm in the Divine World, Mo Jiuli was fully focused on artifact refinent, oblivious to the fact that although a drop of her blood had dispelled the resentnt within the sword, it also exposed her identity...
And those self-assured individuals in black clothes could never have imagined that Mo Caiyi was no longer in the Divine World, while Mo Jiuli, left behind in the Divine World, no longer bore the surna Mo. When Mo Jiuli, alongside Di Minghan, descended from dicine God Mountain to register for the Artifact Refining Conference upon reaching Qilin City, she followed her mother’s advice.
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