Mo Jinghong’s eyes were sharp and proud. “I can’t offer anyone protection. I’m just doing my best to fight for the rights we deserve.”
“Hahaha…” Baili Yuanmo laughed out loud.
Baili Wenyue stood behind Mo Jinghong, never saying a word.
He knew that he couldn’t step forward at this moment.
He was a disciple of the Lingyun Sect, but he also bore the surname Baili. Even though he had already cut ties with the Baili family, he couldn’t change the fact that his last name was Baili.
Ning Shiyue glanced at Baili Wenyue several times with her bright eyes. Seeing that he also looked worried, she felt a sense of relief. Good, her sixth junior brother had nothing to do with the Baili family.
If Baili Wenyue had any connection to the Baili family, she really wouldn’t know how to face him…
The others from Qingyun Prefecture glanced at Baili Xuanqing several times.
Baili Xuanqing’s face was gloomy as he explained, “I have absolutely nothing to do with the Baili family!”
“Hmph! Baili Xuanqing, do you dare to swear an oath on that?” Xiao Qingfeng shouted, almost pulling at the wound on his face.
“I have a clear conscience,” Baili Xuanqing replied crisply.
“Are you really not connected to the Baili family? Then why did you set up a massacre formation against us?” Xiao Qingfeng pressed.
Baili Xuanqing’s face turned dark. Of course, he had set up the massacre formation to eliminate anyone who wasn’t on his side after securing the rare beast.
“Alright, Sect Leader Xiao. Since Sect Leader Baili says it’s not true, just drop it,” Xiao Hongyu said, trying to smooth things over for Baili Xuanqing.
Right now, Qingyun Prefecture was weak. If they kept fighting among themselves, wouldn’t that just make them look foolish to outsiders?
Yun Hai overheard their conversation and sneered, “Do you really think any stray cat or dog can waltz into our Baili family? Someone who’s over seven thousand years old and only just reached the late stage of the Virtual God Realm? Our Baili family has no interest in that!”
Baili Xuanqing lowered his eyes, a dark glint flashing through them, and remained silent.
Once you advance to the Virtual God Realm, your lifespan can reach ten thousand years.
“You talk big. How old were you when you reached the late Virtual God stage?” Xiao Qingfeng asked defiantly.
He felt that Yun Hai was insulting him. Here he was, over seven thousand years old and still stuck at the mid-Virtual God stage!
Generally speaking, anyone who reaches the Virtual God Realm is considered someone with great opportunities.
“I reached the late Virtual God stage when I was three thousand years old,” Yun Hai said proudly. “You bunch of short-sighted fools. Do you really think cultivating to the Virtual God Realm before five thousand years old is such a big deal?”
“What! How is that even possible?” Xiao Qingfeng was so shocked he almost lost his voice.
Every cultivator knows that the further you go, the harder it gets.
Before the Golden Core stage, with enough resources, you could advance a level every ten years at most with hard work.
But after reaching the Golden Core stage, it all depends on personal talent.
If you’re gifted and cultivate diligently, you can advance once within a hundred years.
Of course, after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, hard work alone isn’t enough.
At that point, besides diligent cultivation, you also need to seek opportunities and the blessing of fate. The lucky ones might get a chance to advance to the Divine Transformation stage.
After Divine Transformation, advancing becomes as difficult as reaching the sky.
If you can reach the Virtual God Realm before your five-thousand-year lifespan runs out, you’re already incredibly fortunate.
But Yun Hai claimed to have been at the late Virtual God stage at just three thousand years old—how could that be possible?
Yun Hai scanned the faces of everyone present. Apart from the masked figures in black, everyone else was staring at him wide-eyed.
“Look at you all, acting like you’ve never seen the world! What’s there to be so surprised about… I’ve even seen someone advance before the age of a thousand…”
“Alright, Yun Hai. This farce is over. Let’s work together to break this lord’s formation. Don’t forget, we still have important things to do,” an old, hoarse voice interrupted Yun Hai.
The elderly man in black had been observing Mo Jinghong’s expression.
He noticed that no matter what they said, Mo Jinghong remained calm, as if everything they mentioned was ordinary.
A person like that has a tough, resilient nature. He could only be eliminated, not recruited.
The elderly man in black was actually more curious about what that legendary treasure was earlier.
And who had it ended up with?
Yun Hai respectfully said to the elderly man, “Yes, sir. But, Elder Cang, so many of our people have died. Are we just going to let it slide?”
“Their deaths have nothing to do with these people. It was probably that powerful figure hiding in the shadows,” Elder Cang said, waving his hand dismissively.
Elder Cang wasn’t sure exactly what level the person hiding in the shadows was.
But the explosive, world-destroying aura from that moment couldn’t be faked. Such terrifying power definitely didn’t come from anyone inside the formation.
However, aside from Ye Wentian, no one in the Nine Provinces was stronger than him.
And there were no cultivators at the Integration stage.
Also, why did that person release their pressure and then disappear into hiding?
When the people from Qingyun Prefecture heard Elder Cang’s words, they looked surprised. Dozens of Virtual God cultivators had died, yet in this old man’s eyes, it seemed like nothing at all.
Those were dozens of Virtual God cultivators!
The total number of Virtual God cultivators in Qingyun Prefecture was just over ten…
But in the Baili family’s eyes, losing dozens of Virtual God cultivators seemed like an everyday occurrence!
Yun Hai raised his hand and summoned the black-clad figures, directing them to destroy the formation.
“Seventh junior brother, what do we do?” Ning Shiyue asked nervously.
“Don’t worry,” Mo Jinghong said firmly.
He never did anything without preparation. If he didn’t have a foolproof plan, he wouldn’t have openly clashed with the Baili family.
Yun Hai’s gaze fell on Mo Jinghong. “Young master, you’re quite confident. This lord’s formation is indeed powerful, but your enemy is the Baili family. The Baili family doesn’t bow to threats.”
“Within the lord’s formation, if you just destroy the eighteen formation eyes, this formation will naturally break. Am I right?” Yun Hai’s eyes were filled with contempt.
