“Then you should also know that whoever destroys the formation’s eye will die for sure, right? Sacrificing eighteen Void Gods to break the formation—that’s quite a bold move by the Bai Li family.” Mo Jinghong’s phoenix-like eyes were deep and shimmering with a cold, clear light.
“What!? Sacrificing eighteen Void Gods just to break the formation?” The head of the Xu family was full of shock, his voice carrying an unidentifiable emotion.
The head of the Chen family couldn’t handle it either and exclaimed in surprise: “The Bai Li family would rather sacrifice eighteen people to break the formation than negotiate properly. Could it be that what this young master Mo said is actually true?”
“No wonder the Bai Li family can control the Nine Provinces. Their strength is something we can only dream of!”
“Patriarch Sheng, which side are you on? Don’t forget, you just claimed to be from Qingyun Province.” Xiao Qingfeng questioned him.
An old man over fifty spoke up, “After they break the formation, we will surely die. No way! We have to stop them!”
After the old man’s words, the people of Qingyun Province fell silent.
Eighteen Void Gods—there were fewer than ten Void Gods among everyone present. What could they use to fight them?
Moreover, even a single level difference between Void Gods is like an uncrossable chasm.
Just Old Cang alone could wipe out all of them.
Who would dare to go forward and stop them from breaking the formation?
They turned their eyes back to Mo Jinghong, hoping he would stop the Bai Li family members…
Yun Hai heard the voices of the crowd, and an idea came to his mind.
Yun Hai looked at the people of Qingyun Province. “Actually, since you’re so anxious, you could beg this young master Mo. If he voluntarily removes the formation, I might consider letting all of you go.”
“Can you make that decision?” Xiao Hongyu asked seriously.
Yun Hai was in a great mood. “Of course I can make that decision. If you can also get young master Mo to hand over what he just obtained, I might even give you a few Yang Yuan Pills.”
“Yang Yuan Pills!” Now, everyone in Qingyun Province was restless.
One Yang Yuan Pill is equivalent to being able to create a Void God expert. Its value is easy to imagine.
A cultivator at the peak of the Divine Transformation realm can immediately advance to the Void God realm after taking a Yang Yuan Pill, and it can also cleanse all pill toxins from their body.
The Yang Yuan Pill has the effect of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, but it is even more precious than the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
The Marrow Cleansing Pill is only useful for cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage, but the Yang Yuan Pill is different. No matter what one’s cultivation level is, taking it can cleanse the marrow and purge the meridians.
“This is the Yang Yuan Pill. As long as you do as I say, this Yang Yuan Pill will be yours.” Yun Hai took out a porcelain bottle and removed the stopper.
Instantly, a wave of medicinal fragrance spread out.
Some people, upon smelling the scent of the Yang Yuan Pill, showed greed in their eyes.
Others looked conflicted, their eyes flickering as their gazes moved back and forth between the Yang Yuan Pill and Mo Jinghong.
Some looked at Xiao Hongyu. If a person at the peak of the Divine Transformation realm takes the Yang Yuan Pill, they can advance to the Void God realm.
If a Void God takes it, their spiritual sense can be strengthened, their inner world can be expanded, and with luck, they might also advance one level.
So even Xiao Hongyu, a Void God himself, couldn’t resist the temptation of the Yang Yuan Pill.
A trace of conflict appeared in Xiao Hongyu’s dignified eyes. He knew Yun Hai was doing it on purpose—deliberately using the Yang Yuan Pill to tempt them.
But Xiao Hongyu really wanted to get a Yang Yuan Pill.
He had been stuck at the late Void God stage for years, unable to advance.
If he could get a Yang Yuan Pill to cleanse the residual pill toxins from his body, he might be able to advance to the late Void God stage.
“Young master Mo, if you remove the Lord’s Formation, can you really guarantee that all of us will be spared?” Xiao Hongyu’s tone was serious.
“Old Cang, what do you think?” Yun Hai asked with a smile.
Old Cang’s deeply sunken eyes were a little murky yet sharp. “As long as this young master voluntarily removes the Lord’s Formation, we will let you go, as Yun Hai said.”
“Young master Mo, since they’ve promised to let us go, could you possibly…” Xiao Hongyu left the sentence half-finished, hoping Mo Jinghong would continue it himself.
Ning Shiyue was the first to step forward. “Every single one of you is utterly shameless! My junior brother is helping you, and yet you’re turning against him again!”
“Besides, they said they would let you go, but they didn’t say how! If they cripple all of you and then let you leave, that’s still letting you go…”
Ning Shiyue’s voice was clear and melodious, beautiful and captivating. Her face was as radiant as the morning sun, and her entire being was full of lively energy.
Yun Hai’s cold eyes looked at Ning Shiyue, showing a hint of appreciation. He didn’t expect there was someone here who wasn’t confused.
Bai Li Wenyue stepped forward, blocking Yun Hai’s gaze. Then, feeling that his action was too deliberate, he said to the crowd: “Think it over carefully. Between these people and my seventh junior brother, who is more trustworthy? At least my seventh junior brother has never had the intention to kill you. But what about them?”
“Hmph! Your seventh junior brother still had someone beat me up!” Xiao Qingfeng’s eyes hid resentment. He also wanted the Yang Yuan Pill.
Seeing that everyone had developed a greedy desire for the Yang Yuan Pill, Mo Jinghong decided to throw out another piece of news. “Three thousand years ago, the Scripture Library of the Heavenly Sword Sect suddenly caught fire, causing the loss of over a hundred Heaven-ranked cultivation techniques.”
“In the same year, the Scripture Library of the Fire Cloud Sect was also robbed, and tens of thousands of precious pill recipes were lost. Then came the thefts at the Scripture Libraries of the Beast Controlling Sect and the Xuan Yun Sect…”
“The four great sects were furious. Afterwards, they joined forces with many other powers to investigate, but they found nothing in the end. Later, because of the loss of the techniques, the sects gradually declined.”
“Qingyun Province’s ranking among the Nine Provinces also dropped from its original third place to sixth. Is everything I’m saying correct?”
Mo Jinghong was talking about things that happened thousands of years ago.
But the people present were all individuals who had lived for thousands of years. Even though the sects had tried to cover up these events back then, everyone knew something about them.
“How do you know so much detail?” Xiao Hongyu’s eyes were sharp and questioning. Even Ye Wentian didn’t know these things. How could Mo Jinghong know?
Just then—
A clear, pleasant voice came from afar through the air.
“Just hearing you say that, I can tell you haven’t read the news in the Nine Provinces Gazette! It’s all been published there—the truth behind the thefts at the various sects’ Scripture Libraries, along with a lot of evidence!”
“Little junior sister, you finally showed up.” Ning Shiyue said happily.
Mo Jinghong’s phoenix-like eyes narrowed slightly, a dark gleam flashing through them as they settled on one spot, locking gazes with Feng Qingran from afar.
Feng Qingran paused in her descent on her flying sword. Seventh junior brother’s look wasn’t right. Should she really go down or not?
