After that, Jiang Dao walked out of the hall.
The hall was deathly silent.
All the core members remained kneeling on the ground, their faces pale.
They looked at each other, but couldn’t say a word.
But they knew in their hearts they had no other choice.
This is what the patriarch said, it carries more weight than anything the head of the family could say!
And if the Lin family were really to come knocking…
There are so many legends about the Fang family, as a renowned family in Beidu.
Many times, some people were even present in person!
Without the Patriarch’s intervention, the Jiang family stood no chance of victory; they could only hold out for as long as possible.
Currently, I can only apologize to the old ancestor at their doorstep…
Several core members slumped onto the ground, their faces pale as death.
Their Jiang family rose to power not long ago, but… they were beaten back to their original form so quickly.
“Don’t lose heart, everyone. As long as our ancestor is still with us, the Jiang family… will still have hope.”
At this time, a more senior core member stood up to give an encouraging speech.
But those words wouldn’t have much effect at this point.
……
North Building 101, Top Floor of Bamboo House.
Fan Yu stood up and stretched.
To be honest, he really enjoys role-playing.
As for the Jiang family, things are settled now.
While the dust-free zone is currently inaccessible.
Now the people who can move are… Li Mo Fan and his wife.
“Daxi Lin… it seems like he’s going to the Wanjie Tomb to repair the so-called Yin Yuan Formation.” Fang Yu thought, “This formation would take some time to repair, at least… one night wouldn’t be enough.”
“Go to sleep first.”
“I’ll go to Daxilin again tomorrow, I should be able to make some progress.”
……
One night passed quickly.
The next morning, the Zhulong Pavilion in Daxilin welcomed two guests.
A man and a woman.
The man was handsome and imposing. The woman was alluring, with a graceful figure. Her charming eyes made several guard disciples blush and stare blankly.
It was indeed Li Mo and his wife.
“I’m looking for Lao Yuan.” Li Mo Fan said with a smile.
“Lao Yuan?” The disciples guarding the gate turned around, looking confused.
“That’s Yuan Sanquan,” Li Mo Fan said again.
“Master Yuan! Are you looking for Master Yuan? May I ask who you are?” the disciple at the gate asked.
“I’m Li Mo Fan. If you tell Yuan San Quan my name, he’ll definitely let me in.” Li Mo Fan smiled slightly. “Just say that I brought Qing’er to see him.”
The gatekeeper was taken aback for a moment, then replied, “Please wait a moment.”
Then, he turned and walked toward the interior of Zhàn Lóng Gé.
At this moment, Li Mo Fan and Yang Qing’er exchanged a smile, then their figures flashed, disappearing from the sight of the disciples guarding the gate.
“Hmm!?”
Several disciples’ faces changed drastically. They looked around, but couldn’t find Li Mo Fan and Yang Qing’er anywhere.
And at this moment, inside the Zhanlong Pavilion.
The gatekeeper was flying towards the small mountain where Yuan Sanquan resided, at a very fast speed.
While Li Mo Fan and Yang Qing Er followed closely behind him.
When the gatekeeper disciple arrived at the mountaintop, Yuan Sanquan was standing with his eyes closed, practicing a set of boxing techniques.
“Elder Yuan…” the disciple guarding the gate called out.
“Huh?”
Yuan Sanquan opened his eyes, but instead of looking at the position of the gatekeeper disciple, he looked up at the sky.
“Old Yuan, you’ve aged so much.”
Li Mo Fan and Yang Qing’er appeared before Yuan San Quan, slowly descending to the ground.
“This, this…” the gatekeeper disciple was dumbfounded.
And at this moment, Yuan Sanquan’s face turned ashen.
“You go down first.” Yuan Sanquan said to the disciple guarding the door.
“…Good, good.” The gatekeeper immediately turned and left.
Li Mo Fan and Yang Qing’er fell to the ground, only five meters away from Yuan Sanquan.
Li Mo Fan looked around and smiled, “Old Yuan, your residence isn’t very well-situated, is it?”
“What are you doing here?” Yuan Sanquan didn’t want to waste time with Li Mo Fan and asked directly.
“I brought Qing’er… to see you.” Li Mo Fan grinned, his left hand embracing Yang Qing’er’s slender waist.
Yang Qing’er smiled and looked at Yuan Sanquan. Her red lips parted slightly, and she softly said, “Sanquan, Mo Fan just wants to see you. There’s nothing else. Don’t be angry…”
Yuan Sanquan’s face was expressionless as he glanced at the couple and said, “You don’t need to flaunt yourselves in front of me. I told you many years ago… I don’t care.”
“Oh? You really don’t mind? Then why are you wearing such a grim face? My old friend?” Li Mo Fan’s eyes flashed with a hint of mockery as he asked with a cold smile.
“A disgusting couple of dogs, standing right in front of me. How could you expect me to laugh?” Yuan Sanquan retorted. “It’s like having a pile of dog feces on your plate when you eat. How could you possibly have an appetite?”
As soon as those words were uttered, both Li Mo Fan and Yang Qing’er’s expressions changed drastically!
But soon, Li Mo Fan smiled again.
“Yuan Sanquan, you still care very much, don’t you? Otherwise, why would you get angry?” Li Mo Fan said with a smile.
“San Quan, you really shouldn’t do this…” Yang Qing’er said with feigned concern.
Yuan Sanquan’s forehead was covered in veins.
To tell the truth, Yuan Sanquan hadn’t had a shred of feeling for Yang Qing’er many years ago.
The woman he loved, Yang Qing’er, was a pure and innocent girl back then.
As for Yang Qing’er afterward… she was like a stranger.
For so many years, Yuan Sanquan couldn’t forget the faces of this dog man and woman because they came to flaunt themselves in front of him time and time again.
What is the purpose of doing this?
Yuan Sanquan still can’t understand it to this day.
Li Mo Fan looked at Yuan San Quan’s face, a smile growing on his own.
He brought Yang Qing’er to find Yuan Sanquan, in reality there was no other reason, it was truly just to show off!
Back then, he was constantly suppressed by Yuan Sanquan and had long harbored resentment!
Later, Yuan Sanquan and Yang Qing’er were together, he was even more lovesick!
He originally thought that he would have to live in Yuan Sanquan’s shadow for the rest of his life… until the gates of the Holy Academy opened before him.
From then on, his life took a turn for the better.
After leaving the holy temple, his power surged significantly. He used some underhanded tactics and successfully made Yang Qing’er his woman.
Since then, he felt like he had won.
He turned the tables and even suppressed Yuan Sanquan!
But that’s not enough.
He hoped his own shadow could envelop Yuan Sanquan!
He brought Yang Qing’er before Yuan Sanquan, intending to provoke him.
Such a practice is indeed childish and low-level.
But for some reason, whenever he saw Yuan Sanquan’s angry face, his mood would become very pleasant.
This seems to allow his twisted psyche to find release.
So, he did it.
He doesn’t care if his methods are low-level, immature or childish; as long as he feels happy.
“Yuan Sanquan, you wouldn’t dare to attack me, would you?” Li Mo Fan said with a sarcastic smile. “Let me tell you this, once I make a move, I won’t hold back because of old feelings.”
Besides you, I will also kill all the disciples in your Dragon Slayer Pavilion.
Think it over carefully before you decide whether to take action.
At this point, Li Mo Fan’s eyes grew completely cold.
This is the ultimate mockery and threat!
If Yuan Sanquan made a move, he would slaughter the entire Zhulong Pavilion without hesitation.
If you don’t take action, then it would be better.
He can derive immense pleasure.
From then on, Yuan Sanquan could never hold his head up in front of him again!
“How are you still at the peak of the Great Vehicle Realm? Oh… I forgot, you refused the Saint Academy’s invitation.” Li Mo Fan said in a feigned manner. “Alas, it would be great if you hadn’t refused, maybe you’d be at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm now.”
Facing Li Mo Fan’s sarcasm, Yuan Sanquan clenched his fists.
“Let me remind you, Qing’er now has the cultivation base of a Mahayana realm, while I…you guess?” Li Mo Fan took a few steps forward and smiled.
Between their words, Li Mo Fan released his cultivation aura.
Yuan Sanquan’s face changed slightly.
Li Mo Fan’s cultivation realm was obviously at the Yin Yang Realm.
“Shall we fight? If you want to, then come at me.” Li Mo Fan spread his arms and smiled. “I’ll take care of you personally, while Qing’er takes care of the many disciples of the Zhan Long Pavilion. How perfect is that division of labor?”
“Well… I don’t like killing people.” Yang Qing’er bit her red lips and said coquettishly.