Mo Qi walked up without wasting any words and directly stuffed the beef atball into Li Yuanhao’s mouth, forcing him to eat it.
For the first ti, Li Yuanhao understood what it ant to be so frustrated you couldn’t even cry.
’Was this really necessary?’
’Couldn’t we have just talked this out?’
’It’s just a beef atball. I would’ve eaten it, okay?!’
"You just don’t know what’s good for you. Old Hu and I wish we could eat one, but we can’t," Mo Xiao muttered enviously, watching Li Yuanhao.
"That’s right. You don’t realize how lucky you are!" Hu the Eighth chid in.
Li Yuanhao had nothing to say to that. He just wanted to roll his eyes.
’Are you two trying to kiss up to him?’
The next mont, however, Li Yuanhao was left in shock.
As the atball settled in his stomach, a cool sensation began to spread upward from his lower abdon, traveling through his torso straight to his Sea of Consciousness.
BOOM!
The mont the coolness made contact, his entire Sea of Consciousness erupted.
The True Essence in his Dantian surged out of control, weaving through his Eight Extraordinary ridians in an endless cycle.
In an instant, his ntal Realm erupted. A vast power began to well up from every corner of his being, involuntarily tempering his physique.
As more and more Energy built up, Li Yuanhao’s face flushed beet-red.
"Alright, let him go," Mo Qi said, waving his hand.
Mo Xiao and Hu the Eighth withdrew their power.
His mobility restored, Li Yuanhao imdiately sat down cross-legged and entered a state of Cultivation.
He didn’t have ti to wonder why this was happening. All he knew was that he was about to break through.
"Mo Xiao, you stay here and watch him. Hu the Eighth, you’re coming with into the Secret Realm. There’s sothing in there you need."
Hearing this, Hu the Eighth’s expression froze for a mont, then broke into a look of imnse joy.
What she needed most was a cure for her condition of having a woman’s body but a man’s appearance.
’Could it be... that there’s a Spiritual Object in the Secret Realm that can cure ?’
"Thank you, Young Master!"
Mo Qi had no intention of letting the Wolf Fang Sect’s Secret Realm go just like that.
He clearly rembered that the Void Sect’s Secret Realm contained an entire mountain of Spirit dicinal Treasures.
The Wolf Fang Sect’s Secret Realm probably wouldn’t be much different.
The Secret Realm Soul had already been devoured, which ant the Wolf Fang Sect’s Secret Realm was finished.
In a month or two at most, once its stored Spiritual Energy was depleted, the Secret Realm would collapse on its own.
When that happened, all the Spirit dicinal Treasures inside would vanish into thin air, destroyed in the void.
He might as well take them all now and avoid the waste.
"Let’s go!"
Holding Yan’s hand, Mo Qi officially stepped into the Secret Realm, with Hu the Eighth following close behind.
Without the Secret Realm Soul, the so-called restricted area of activity had beco a joke.
Mo Qi could now go to any corner of the Secret Realm.
...
To show their respect for Mo Qi, and also to subtly curry favor with him, Zhang Shao and the four ancestors had ordered all personnel inside to evacuate through another passage, leaving the Secret Realm entirely to him.
So, when the Secret Realm Soul was devoured, although the bigwigs of the Wolf Fang Sect sensed an unusual atmosphere, no one knew what had happened, and no one dared to go in and investigate.
They were all lost in dreams of a glorious future, each sketching out an ideal Martial Dao path in their minds.
Beyond the Mountain and Sea Empire!
Higher Realms, greater power, a more revered status!
Demi-Immortal, Immortal, and beyond!
Everything seed so impossibly distant, yet it was all tantalizingly close.
All their hopes and possibilities rested on Qin Daye alone.
Therefore, they did not dare, nor could they afford, to offend Mo Qi.
Just then, dozens of powerful auras descended upon the Wolf Fang Sect, led by a middle-aged man in cyan robes.
"Sect Leader of the Wolf Fang Sect, co out!"
The middle-aged man’s deep voice echoed through every corner of the Wolf Fang Sect.
Zhang Shao was in the middle of discussing with the four ancestors how to strengthen their connection with Qin Daye when the sudden voice caused the faces of all five n to darken.
’Has our Wolf Fang Sect been too low-key?’
’So much so that anyone feels they can just barge into our headquarters and cause a ruckus?!’
With a dark expression, Zhang Shao appeared. When he found he couldn’t see through the middle-aged man’s Cultivation, he suppressed his anger and said, "I am Zhang Shao, Sect Leader of the Wolf Fang Sect. Who are you? And why are you causing a disturbance here?"
The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Shao and said indifferently, "Wuji Sect, Zhongli."
What?!
Zhang Shao’s face fell.
Zhongli, the legend of the Wuji Sect!
His Martial Dao talent was extraordinary, and he was the youngest ancestor-level expert in the history of the Wuji Sect.
It was said that in his youth, he had crushed an entire generation. When he went to the Imperial Academy to cultivate, his fa had once overshadowed that of the Young Prince of the Kaosan at the ti.
Countless geniuses had died at his hands.
Later, the Mountain and Sea Empire made him a sky-high offer to stay and serve the Royal Family, but he refused.
Zhang Shao couldn’t understand why such a legendary and ruthless figure would suddenly descend upon the Wolf Fang Sect and ask for him by na.
"Ah, so it is Senior Zhong. Forgive my rudeness," Zhang Shao said, not daring to show any slight. He quickly forced an apologetic smile.
"Rude?" Zhongli sneered. "Compared to killing my Wuji Sect disciples and destroying my sect Elder’s Realm Divine Thought, this is plenty polite of you!"
Zhang Shao was startled. ’Killing Wuji Sect disciples? Destroying a Realm Divine Thought?’
’When did this happen? Why don’t I know anything about it?!’
"Senior Zhong, there must be so misunderstanding. My Wolf Fang Sect and your sect have always minded our own business. I truly have no idea what you are talking about."
"Hmph, still trying to argue?!" Zhongli roared. "Han Wen, bring forth the evidence!"
A Void Realm elder stepped out from behind Zhongli.
If Mo Qi had been there, he would have recognized this person as the projection of the Wuji Sect expert who had appeared in the mortal city, the one Mo Xiao had defeated with a single wave of his sleeve.
Han Wen placed a finger on the center of his brow. The Power of the Soul surged forth, constructing an image in the air.
It was the scene of Mo Qi’s group killing the Wuji Sect disciples in the mortal city. The final words Mo Qi had left behind were also shown.
"If you want revenge, co to the Wolf Fang Sect. We’ll be waiting for you there."
Zhang Shao was dumbfounded. So that’s what happened.
"I take it from your expression that you admit it?" Zhongli asked in a cold voice.
Zhang Shao sighed. What was the point in denying it?
He couldn’t possibly hand over Mo Qi’s group, could he? If he did that, what hope would he have of getting in with Qin Daye?
"So, how do you propose to settle this?" Zhongli’s voice grew even colder.
"What kind of settlent does Senior Zhong want?" Zhang Shao asked in return, while simultaneously sending a voice transmission to the four ancestors to inform them of the situation.
"Every injustice has a perpetrator, and every debt has a debtor. I, Zhongli, am not an unreasonable man. Let take them, and this matter will be dropped."
"And if we don’t?"
The four ancestors appeared together, their gazes hostile as they stared at Zhongli.
A strange glint flashed in Zhongli’s eyes. He hadn’t expected the Wolf Fang Sect to value the culprits so highly that they would go so far as to deploy four ancestor-level experts.
But he was not afraid.
"I’m surprised you four old fossils are still alive. Don’t bla for not warning you: the Wolf Fang Sect can’t handle this. There are so people you can’t afford to provoke!"
"What are you trying to say?" one of the ancestors asked with a frown.
"Hmph. You just won’t give up, will you? Fine, I might as well tell you now. The Wuji Sect works for the Nangong Family of the Imperial City!"
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