"Daoist Saint! This is a Daoist Saint!" Jiang Hongxiu said trembling.
Daoist Saint?!!
The two words spread across the entire square, and everyone was dumbfounded, trying to capture the two shadows that disappeared in an instant. Unfortunately, Mo Huajian and Xiaoyu were already gone.
Fang Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Prepare accommodations for the two of them, don’t let them run around."
"Yes!"
Even though it’s the Taoist Saint Realm, Fang Yu still didn’t want her to wander around Tiandu Mountain.
This is, after all, ancient relics, many arrays rely on these relics.
The world has reshuffled, but rules must still exist!
Fang Yu indifferently turned and glanced, saying, "Daotian, draft a list for heading to the west..."
"Okay."
Chen Daotian scratched his head and asked, "Yu bro, did the Great Zhou Royal Family agree to help resist the alien clan invasion?"
"Yes! And... this trip to the Great Zhou Royal Family was quite fruitful... Not only did I persuade the Great Zhou Royal Family, but I also found two helpers." Fang Yu said with a smile.
Just as Fang Yu was feeling smug.
Xu Zhaopei, standing nearby, said irritably, "You’re talking about those two won as your so-called helpers?"
"Yes, scared?"
"Tch... it’s just a Daoist Saint, what’s so great about that! In front of , it’s just a one-punch deal."
"..."
Everyone was speechless.
If soone else said this, they would definitely be seen as crazy, but if Xu Zhaopei said it, it was the truth.
Ordinary Blood, wherever it goes, everything is ordinary!
Fang Yu was also helpless and said, "So, you are the treasure that holds Tiandu Mountain! Other high rank cultivators who want to sche against Tiandu Mountain must see your face first."
"So, you’re saying you restraint them by using as a token?" Xu Zhaopei said proudly.
"Oh please! You’re dreaming... If I knew there was soone with Ordinary Blood guarding Tiandu Mountain, I wouldn’t co even if you beat ! What do you say?"
"..."
After speaking.
Fang Yu turned back to the main hall.
...
The next day, in the main hall.
All unimportant disciples from the Dark Web were dismissed.
Only core cultivators and core mbers remained.
Besides, at Fang Yu’s invitation, Mo Huajian and Xiaoyu participated in this eting.
"Yu bro, this is the draft of the list..." Chen Daotian handed over the list.
Fang Yu picked up the list and glanced through it casually.
Chen Daotian then said, "Now that the world has reshuffled, Tiandu Mountain can’t do without soone guarding it, so I left half the cultivators. The brothers from the Dark Web, skilled in modern warfare, I arranged for so of them to temporarily join the command center, which is equipped with modern weapons, allowing them to showcase their talents. As for the cultivators, the older ones, guard the Five Great Divine Palaces, and those who have mobility issues, stay in the Tiandu Palace."
Fang Yu nodded to signal him to continue.
Chen Daotian continued, "Basically, everything is arranged, except for... the wives..."
Wives...?
A wife is a wife, what’s with the plural?
Inside the main hall, everyone looked at each other.
Chen Daotian scratched his head, looking as if it was none of his business.
"Oh no... Daotian buddy, embarrassing Yu bro like this in public, be careful or you won’t be able to get by in the future!"
Beside them, Mo Huajian and Xiaoyu were taken aback.
Xiaoyu whispered in Mo Huajian’s ear, "Miss... are you giving up now? He has a wife!"
Mo Huajian frowned slightly when she heard those words, but said nothing.
Xiaoyu said, "It’s all my fault... I knew everything inside out, except this marriage thing! Who would have thought even a scumbag like him would have won fancying him, they must be blind!"
Mo Huajian’s gaze swept across each cultivator in the entire main hall.
The won of the Tianyin Clan, though otherworldly and outstanding, were not particularly stunning, and their cultivation was low; they should not be Fang sir’s won.
Standing on the other side, Jiang Wei and Jiang Xiaoxiao, cold-faced sisters, had a similarly aloof temperant as herself, a bit better than the won of the Tianyin Clan in terms of talent, but... they still didn’t seem to be Fang sir’s won.
Mo Huajian’s gaze moved to Xu Sisi—
This woman had an elegant deanor, quiet and graceful, eting the standard of a traditional beauty and was quite stunning.
However... her talent was average, and her cultivation was plain.
Finally.
Mo Huajian’s gaze fell on Ye Wenjun.
Frowning slightly.
Mo Huajian suddenly realized, with her Taoist Saint Realm cultivation, she couldn’t decipher this person’s talent or cultivation. There seed to be two kinds of energy alternating within her, yet they coexisted peacefully, one cold and one hot, astonishing indeed.
Astounding talent!
In terms of looks, she had a deanor that seed to conquer all, unmatched in supremacy.
It seed as though only Ye Wenjun could truly be called a woman, while the others were re foils!
Mo Huajian, although sensing Ye Wenjun’s cultivation was inferior, felt a sense of crisis from her!
This...
How is this possible?!
Could it be this woman is Fang sir’s woman?
Mo Huajian’s gaze continued to move.
It settled on Xu Zhaopei.
Frowning once more!
Her power of perception vanished like bubbles when entering the two-ter radius around Xu Zhaopei, utterly unable to probe her natural talent or cultivation.
Mo Huajian tried three tis in a row, all ending in failure.
This was nothing short of a huge blow to a cultivator of the Taoist Saint Realm!
How could this be?
...
Fang Yu looked at the list and said, "The slaughter on the battlefield is too brutal; this is a man’s battleground! Won should not ddle unnecessarily!"
As soon as the words fell.
Xu Zhaopei said, "Is Mr. Fang discriminating against won?"
"Discrimination?" Fang Yu puzzled.
"Isn’t it? Why can’t won go on the battlefield?" Xu Zhaopei retorted.
The won of the Tianyin Clan chid in agreent.
Fang Yu swept his eyes over them, saying, "It was you who requested to go..."
At this mont.
Mo Huajian stood up and said calmly, "Mr. Fang, I believe... it’s a correct decision for won not to participate in this war."
The crowd erupted in astonishnt.
Fang Yu asked, "What are Miss Mo’s high opinions?"
Mo Huajian said, "The value of troops is in their quality, not quantity... I believe in this battle, Xiaoyu and I are sufficient."
Just the two of them?
"Go ahead, brag... Do you think the battlefield is trivial, a place for random boasting?" soone said.
"Don’t talk nonsense. That’s a Daoist Saint realm master, maybe they’re correct!"
With these words, everyone fell silent.
A Daoist Saint realm individual, crushing you by thousands and tens of thousands!
At this, Xu Zhaopei said, "So what if it’s the Daoist Saint Realm?"
As soon as Xu Zhaopei spoke.
Mo Huajian couldn’t help but frown.
She knew clearly that this woman alone was the one her powers of perception could not approach, and she was the most daunting!
"Enough... let’s just go with the list; you all co along as well... Also, Miss Mo, do not underestimate the opponent."
At this mont.
Chen Daotian took out his phone and said:
"Yu bro! The command center called, should we take it?"
Everyone’s attention shifted.
"Take it."
The phone was connected.
"Is this Fang Yu? I’m the commander of the Western War Zone, my surna is Lei."
"Hello, I am..."
"Good, it’s really hard to get through to you! Tomorrow morning, gather your people... you’re all that’s left! Rember, follow orders!"
Snap.
The phone was hung up.
Everyone looked dumbfounded.
"No way... dare to speak to Yu bro like that?" Chen Daotian said with wide eyes.
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