Lan Qin found Mo Tianxiao with an annoyed look on her face.
“Master, I’m afraid the Shamo Clan doesn’t have any good intentions.”
“What happened?” Mo Tianxiao asked curiously, seeing how displeased Lan Qin looked.
Ever since Lan Qin had become a mid-grade Venerable artifact refiner, her status within the Yuling Clan had risen dramatically, placing her on par with the clan leader. Although her cultivation was not the strongest among the elders, her position was unquestionably the highest.
After all, when it came to refining Earth-tier supreme treasures, the entire Yuling Clan could only rely on Lan Qin.
The importance of magic treasures to cultivators went without saying, so Lan Qin’s status naturally rose along with her artifact-refining skills.
However, Lan Qin did not care about her elevated position in the slightest. Even after becoming a mid-grade Venerable artifact refiner, she still often sought Mo Tianxiao’s advice.
That was because she had discovered that, even after advancing to the mid-grade Venerable level, her artifact-refining skills still seemed inferior to her master’s.
Lan Qin folded her arms and explained the situation with the Shamo Clan. “Master, the Shamo Clan has announced that they’ve captured several human cultivators from the Xuanhuang Realm and intend to declare war on all human cultivators who ascended from there.”
“Not only that, but the Shamo Clan has also invited numerous supreme clans to attend. They plan to execute those human cultivators in front of all the other supreme clans.
“They invited us as well, and specifically requested that you attend, Master. They said they regretted what happened before and wanted to use this opportunity to resolve the grudge between you and Mo Xingtian, as well as ease the tensions between the Yuling Clan and the Shamo Clan.”
Lan Qin’s face was filled with disdain. “Hmph, the Shamo Clan definitely has ulterior motives. They waited this long to talk about reconciliation, and now they specifically want you to go.”
“I think Mo Taiyuan simply wants revenge for his son. Master, you should stay here. The Yuling Clan can just send a couple of elders to show our support.”
Mo Tianxiao’s expression grew solemn when he heard this. “The Shamo Clan captured cultivators from the Xuanhuang Realm? Is that news reliable?”
Lan Qin frowned slightly. “I’m not sure about that, but the Shamo Clan really has captured several human cultivators.”
“Besides, it’s long been rumored that the Shamo Clan suffered a setback in that lower realm called the Xuanhuang Realm. Even Mo Taiyuan’s youngest son died there. Otherwise, the Shamo Clan wouldn’t be trying to lure all the cultivators from the Xuanhuang Realm into the open.”
“There’s an eighty percent chance that the news is true.”
“Still, I believe the humans won’t be foolish enough to come and rescue them. The Shamo Clan’s headquarters is involved, and other forces hostile to humanity will be attending as well. The Shamo Clan is making such a huge spectacle of humiliating the human race, so this is obviously a trap targeting human cultivators.”
Mo Tianxiao’s expression became conflicted. This move by the Shamo Clan had truly put him in a difficult position.
The Shamo Clan clearly had no idea that he was a cultivator from the Xuanhuang Realm. They had specifically invited him because he had previously ruined the marriage alliance between the Shamo Clan and the Yuling Clan.
He could simply refuse to honor the Shamo Clan’s invitation and continue hiding in the Yuling Clan, where he could develop in peace.
But the Shamo Clan had released news that they had captured cultivators from the Xuanhuang Realm. That made it impossible for him not to go and take a look.
What if they had really captured cultivators from the Xuanhuang Realm—and one of them happened to be his friend? That would make things troublesome.
He did not know how many more ascenders had appeared in the Xuanhuang Realm after he ascended, but at the very least, he knew all the ascenders who had come before him, and quite a few of them had close ties with him.
What if his junior sister was among them...?
“Since the Shamo Clan specifically invited me, wouldn’t refusing to go make me look timid?”
“Master, you really intend to go? They’ll definitely find a way to target you!”
Lan Qin looked puzzled when she heard that Mo Tianxiao planned to attend.
Put simply, this was a scheme to lure out cultivators from the Xuanhuang Realm while dealing with her master in the process.
After all, her master had completely disrupted the Shamo Clan’s plans and beaten Mo Xingtian senseless. The Shamo Clan would certainly seek revenge.
Previously, the Shamo Clan had not dared to go too far on the Yuling Clan’s territory. But once they arrived at the Shamo Clan’s headquarters, the clan would not be nearly as restrained.
Moreover, representatives from other supreme clans hostile to humanity would be attending as well. If her master appeared as a human, he might be attacked by everyone at once. Even the Yuling Clan might not be able to protect him.
“Master, you really shouldn’t go. It’s too dangerous.”
Mo Tianxiao waved his hand. “It’s fine. There’s no harm in going to take a look. I also want to know what the Shamo Clan is really planning.”
“All right, then. Since you’re going, I’ll go too!”
Lan Qin made up her mind. The Shamo Clan would certainly try to harm her master, so she had to go and protect him.
A smile appeared on Mo Tianxiao’s face. “Thank you, Little Qin.”
Lan Qin waved her hand with a smile. “What are you talking about, Master? You’re my master, so of course I’ll protect you.”
“I’m a mid-grade Venerable artifact refiner now. Even if the Shamo Clan wants to make a move against you, they’ll have to think twice.”
Lan Qin analyzed the situation. “If I go, at least the representatives of the other major clans will show me some respect and won’t make things difficult for you. Besides, we have almost no enemies among the clans hostile to the Yuling Clan. Master, you can rest assured. Even if the Shamo Clan targets you, I won’t let anything happen to you!”
“With you saying that, I feel reassured. I’ll go prepare first. Call me when it’s time to leave.”
Since he had decided to go, he naturally had to prepare in advance.
Lan Qin was confident that she could keep him safe because the Shamo Clan did not know that he was a cultivator from the Xuanhuang Realm. If the Shamo Clan had truly captured someone important to him, a conflict would be unavoidable.
After returning alone to his cultivation cavern, Mo Tianxiao saw a flying vessel suspended in midair. It had yet to be fully refined.
The vessel was constructed primarily from demonic-origin star ore, with hundreds of other refining materials of the same grade as demonic-origin star marrow added to it.
Inscribed upon the vessel was a Venerable-grade formation that incorporated various laws capable of increasing speed, including the Law of Extreme Speed and the Law of Wind—laws that Mo Tianxiao had researched himself.
His attainments in talisman crafting had now also reached the Venerable level. The materials he had prepared long ago could finally be put to use, allowing him to complete the final stage of the vessel’s refinement.
This flying vessel would become the pinnacle of his work to date.
With a gentle wave of his hand, countless precious materials for refining talismans floated into the air.
Over the past several thousand years, he had long since become the wealthiest cultivator in the Yuling Star Region. Even the wealth of a powerhouse in the Dominion Realm was probably less than one percent of his own.
As for heavenly treasures and precious materials, he had also amassed an astonishing quantity.
Of course, while his collection was enormous, so were the resources consumed during the refining process.
This flying vessel was the most complicated treasure he had refined over the past several thousand years, and the one into which he had invested the greatest amount of resources.
As a magic treasure, the vessel would be no weaker than a high-grade Earth-tier supreme treasure. In addition, it was covered with a large number of low-grade and mid-grade Venerable formations. Now, he was adding talisman techniques to it as well.
Time passed by little by little.
Lan Qin sent him a message informing him that the appointed time was approaching and that they would need to set out early.
“Whew.”
“Time is a little tight. I managed to refine two low-grade Venerable talismans. They should be enough.”
Looking at the finished creation before him—a work that combined artifact refinement, formations, and talisman crafting—Mo Tianxiao nodded in satisfaction.
At the very least, he now had the means to escape.
If he drove the flying vessel at full speed, even a cultivator in the upper Dominion Realm might not be able to catch him!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
