Homecoming, a Giddy Old Li, the End of the Battle

In the blink of an eye, the Money Tree had brought them to Qinghe County.

It landed in its own yard.

Even from a great distance, Li Mo could feel the earth-shaking commotion coming from Red Maple Mountain.

Dozens of Inner Scene and External Scene Realm are clashing, truly not far from a natural disaster.

"I have to rush back to help in the battle."

After setting everyone down, Qian Bufan stood with his hands behind his back, his short, stout body exuding a powerful aura.

"You must have nothing else to say, right?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Elder Qian.

Li Mo stepped forward and said earnestly:

"Han Zhen the Great Shang Imperial Preceptor. His methods are unpredictable and complex. After joining forces with the members of the Demon Summoning Cult Sect, we don't know what kind of sinister tricks he might use. All of you, please be extra careful."

He Heavenly Mandate Divine Eye.

Elder Qian may suffer some minor injuries this time, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

He just casually offered a reminder.

"The Great Shang Imperial Preceptor..."

Qian Bufan squinted his beady eyes and nodded:

"Don't worry, thanks to you this time, we anticipated the enemy's moves. Senior Brother Shangguan and Master Burning Jade Forest are both here, so there won't be any major trouble."

"Your merit will be rewarded by the sect."

"It's all what a disciple should do."

Li Mo cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

He had only glanced at it casually at the time, never expecting to catch such a big fish.

The masters of Clear Abyss Sect are reliable; even Sect Master came in person.

At that time, it's likely that a significant amount of investment will be attributed to him.

Qian Bufan soared into the sky.

"Phew... I can't rest yet."

Li Mo relaxed completely. After the fierce battle and the shattering of space, he felt completely drained and didn't want to move a single finger.

"Son." x2

Only then did I hear that familiar voice calling my name.

He could no longer keep his eyelids open and fell asleep.

"Snoring..."

Li Mo fell asleep.

The middle-aged couple looked silently at their son, who was sleeping against Ying Bing's body.

Shang Wu was asleep just now.

My son fell asleep the moment he got home.

So what exactly did he learn from Shang Wu?

"Someone, take the young master back to his room."

The couple checked him over and found that although Li Mo's shirt was torn, he wasn't injured at all, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

He then ordered his servants to carry Li Mo to his room.

"Following Elder Shang Wu, it's fine if you just sleep all day, but don't learn any other nonsense..."

Li Dalong looked worried.

His son was originally a bit mischievous, so he thought he would send his son to Clear Abyss Sect to hone his skills and learn some tricks, while also tempering his personality.

He never imagined that Mo'er would become Shang Wu's disciple!

He was naughty before, but will he be hated by everyone and even dogs from now on?

"Master."

Gu Xueqin tugged at her husband's sleeve.

Li Dalong finally came to his senses and cupped his hands in greeting to the crowd:

"Young heroes, my son is grateful for your care and has caused you trouble."

"Your household has prepared wine and dishes, please..."

Comrade Li holds an official position and has seen his share of situations.

Just by looking at their clothes, one can tell that these young martial artists are all extraordinary geniuses from great sects, the cream of the crop.

There are disciples from Burning Jade Forest, Gangdou Sect, and even the True Disciple of Clear Abyss.

Any one of them would be treated with utmost respect and care, even by a county magistrate.

Not to mention the Cloud-Crossing Sword City disciple carrying a sword; he was a true sect leader of the region.

Moreover, he had seen this person's portrait.

Bai Jinghong!

Among the prodigies on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, even the sons of dukes and marquises are probably not as noble as him.

Call--

However, Old Li didn't finish his sentence.

"Uncle, you flatter me!"

The burly Tie Qi bowed at an angle exceeding ninety degrees, his head almost hitting the floor tiles.

"Hello, Uncle!"

Ouyang flicked his sleeve.

Bai Jinghong and Luo Yu originally planned to just offer a polite greeting and call it a day.

But a certain cold gaze, whether intentional or not, drifted over.

Ice Block's gaze.

Hello, Uncle and Aunt!

The two moved in one smooth motion.

The others, of course, need no further explanation.

If we replace "uncle" and "aunt" with "elder brother" and "elder sister-in-law," then we can have a happy Chinese New Year.

The scene was no different from an annual meeting of some social organization...

Don't say it.

The atmosphere is actually pretty much the same.

The fighting was raging fifty miles away, like firecrackers going off during the Lunar New Year.

Li Dalong was stunned for a moment, and almost blurted out, "My beloved subjects, rise."

Fortunately, Gu Xueqin knew her husband's character and pinched his waist in time.

Old Li then gave an embarrassed laugh:

"No need for formalities, no need for formalities... Let's go eat."

"Bing'er, you take the young heroes there."

"Um."

The couple looked at the group of talented young men and obediently followed Ying Bing into the reception room.

Li Dalong seemed to wake from a dream, feeling a tingling sensation throughout his body.

Awesome!

Why is the sun so round today? And why are the flowers so vibrant?

Comrade Li was getting a little cocky.

"Are all the genius martial artists these days so polite?"

Gu Xueqin was somewhat puzzled.

"Didn't you notice?"

Li Dalong withdrew his gaze, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"What did you find?"

"These disciples of major sects all treat Bing'er with awe, and somewhat follow her lead."

Li Dalong said seriously.

He had known all along that Bing'er was now the True Disciple of the Clear Abyss Sect's leader.

But status alone is certainly not enough to make other geniuses of the same generation treat him this way.

"This only proves that Bing'er's talent and wit made them willingly submit."

"I knew Bing'er was extraordinary; she's calm and intelligent."

Gu Xueqin was very happy.

Li Dalong smacked his lips.

I wonder if my brat has learned anything yet.

We can only wait until he wakes up and then ask him.

On the other side.

The battle between the two sides intensified.

The members of the Demon Summoning Cult all stood guard around Han Zhen, forming an invisible array.

Formations are neither offensive nor defensive.

Rather, it was to invoke a certain existence.

Rumble--

The sky seemed to be shrouded in an inescapable shadow, forming a dark, oppressive atmosphere, and an extremely powerful and ferocious aura was brewing in the Unseen.

Something is about to descend.

Everyone present felt suffocated.

Suddenly.

A figure appeared in the center of the battlefield.

Shangguan Wencang.

He did not release any domain, but any domain was useless against him; his aura was incredibly powerful.

With a casual gesture, the clouds gathered and coalesced into a giant hand.

This palm strike truly possessed the power to seize stars.

This is the ultimate power, the purest law, and the concentrated rhythm.

"Shangguan Wencang is just one step away from achieving the Dharma Body."

The white-browed elder of Cloud-Crossing Sword City sighed softly and withdrew the dangerous Sword Qi emanating from his body.

The External Scene Realm solidifies into reality, and many mysteries return to oneself.

Every gesture he made was as if he possessed supernatural Divine Ability.

This is the Dharma Body!

Rumble--

The formation that Han Zhen was in charge of shattered instantly.

Amidst the raging energy, his figure suddenly transformed into countless blood shadows, scattering across the sky.

It wasn't destroyed; it escaped.

Others were not so lucky.

They were all pressed into the ground by the giant cloud of energy, unable to move.

The Profound Mastery Bone, which had long lost most of its profound mysteries, fell into the hands of Shangguan Wencang.

His face showed no joy, but rather a deep contemplation.

"Li Mo said the one who escaped was the former Great Shang Imperial Preceptor."

Qian Bufan approached him and spoke softly.

Shangguan Wencang's face was grave, and after a long silence, he sighed:

"These are turbulent times."

"We'll probably have to ask Li Mo to find out the details of the secret realm."

Qian Bufan looked at Yin Huaxuan, who was being dragged over by Shang Wu and was half-dead, and couldn't help but sigh:

"If it weren't for him, we would have lost 30% of our sect's elite forces in this Blood Phoenix Secret Realm, leaving us in a talent gap."

"The matter within the sect will be discussed later."

Shangguan Wencang turned around, his voice reverberating through the clouds:

"Please come in for a chat, everyone."