Xing Zhan and Mo Lei had shared an ambiguous relationship back in the Cultivation World, and everyone knew it. But Mo Lei was, after all, the little princess of the Mo Family, with a noble status, while Xing Zhan was merely an ordinary cultivator of the Devil Race. Though Mo Lei didn't care about his status, he couldn't help feeling inferior. Fortunately, Mo Yu didn't place much importance on status. After Xing Zhan ascended, Mo Yu personally took him under his wing, which was as good as acknowledging his relationship with Mo Lei.
The Mo Family was one of the foremost families among the Devil Race. Its cultivation arts and battle skills were best suited to cultivators of the Devil Race, so following Mo Yu was undoubtedly the most fitting choice for Xing Zhan. His cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds over the years. After learning that Mo Lei had emerged from seclusion, he asked to accompany Mo Yu to the Barbaric Land.
When Mo Lei heard Xing Zhan was coming, she was thrilled. But seeing the amused expressions on Ling Tian and the others' faces, she grew bashful and hurriedly made an excuse about going to cultivate, then slipped away.
After Mo Lei left, Fairy Meng Shang raised an eyebrow, her bearing heroic and bold. "Hey, Ling Tian, we haven't had a proper fight in all these years. Aunt Xi Yue won't arrive for another few days, so why don't we spar while we wait?"
Knowing that Fairy Meng Shang had been starved of worthy opponents and frustrated for years, Ling Tian didn't refuse. He flashed into the battlefield, and the fight began at once.
Hundreds of years had passed, and Ling Tian had made progress in comprehending the Laws. Fairy Meng Shang had been just as busy.