The Final Step of the Human Path is the Foundation Stone!

"You only need to block my path, and pay enough price. In the end, you can't achieve the ambition of Feng Ruoqing, and you can't conquer the entire Great Wilderness!"

"There are only demonic beasts in the world, and only demonic blades for demonic beasts..."

Suo Ling sneered at Mu Rong, and everyone present was stunned.

Mu Rong sneered, as if a gust of wind had blown into his heart, making him tremble.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were self-destructing, and at this moment, Feng Ruoqing saw the light.

He stood up, his body trembling, and used all his strength to roar.

"Hahaha! I, Suo Ling, have been chasing you like a dog! I don't know why, but even if I'm on the verge of death, I'll still be eaten by the demon blade!

"Come on, let me, Suo Ling, fulfill my ambition of being a peerless overlord!

"How can I, Mu Rong, be as high as you, as wise as you, and keep up with you? I, Suo Ling, am not reconciled!"

"The son is also a teacher."

Mu Rong smiled bitterly.

"If you can defeat me, then so be it."

"Go away, don't bother me!"

Suo Ling's body trembled slightly, his eyes were filled with unprecedented shock, and he opened his mouth, following Mu Rong's footsteps. He didn't dare to hesitate.

The next morning, the sky was bright.

"Bang!"

The door of the Dwelling was kicked open by someone, making a deafening roar.

Everyone in the Dwelling was startled awake, and they all looked over, instantly becoming vigilant.

It turned out to be Mu Rong, and behind him followed a few young men, who were looking at the Dwelling with a gloomy expression.

Suo Ling sat up from the bed.

"Good morning, good morning."

A lazy voice came from the bed, and Mu Rong put on his clothes unhurriedly and got out of bed.

He walked straight to the door, and a figure in a white robe was already walking out of the forest.

Outside the door, the clear morning wind blew.

"I thought you were up early for something, and went out for something important, right?"

Mu Rong's face was filled with a playful expression.

Mu Rong walked over, his figure flickering. He carried the weariness of the past few days, but instead put on a smiling face.

"Hehe, old man, that's not it... it's my father, he wants to see you."

"Is that all?"

Mu Rong's face darkened.

"It's not that simple, is it?"

Without any pretense, he placed his hand on his palm.

Mu Rong chuckled a little, his heart feeling a bit complicated.

"Old man, I've thought about what happened yesterday. A while ago, I was arguing with my father. I learned some profound spells, and I directly said you were the heavenly chosen one of the Demon Realm, not ordinary..."

He paused, his expression a little uncertain.

"And my father has already started to make plans for the things in the Demon Realm. Looking at that posture, it's... "

He couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Mu Rong smiled coldly in his heart. These words from the superiors, he understood them better than anyone.

"Hehe, it's nothing."

He patted Mu Rong's shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'll talk to him. If I fail, you can consider me your little brother, and I won't let you down."

Mu Rong heard the promise, and his mouth twitched. But then he straightened his chest, his eyes full of tears.

"That's great! Old man, don't worry. If my father is not good enough, then I... then I will fight him for father and son!

If I can't, I will use my own life to repay you, old man, so that you can ascend!"

This time, the Demon was a little surprised.

He hadn't expected that the young master of the Mu family would have such a heroic spirit.

He patted Mu Rong's shoulder again, his tone heavy.

"Don't worry, your father is not a weakling."

Mu Rong (he) was currently tending to the flowers and grass in the courtyard.

"Mu Rong! You go first. I'll be right there. I have something to attend to and need to go out for a bit."

"Okay, Elder Sister! Don't worry, you go ahead."

Suo Ling, not knowing what was going on, took Mu Rong's flower-pruning shears and started pruning the branches.

After arranging everything, Mu Rong (he) and his elder sister had already been waiting at the entrance of the courtyard for a long time. They got into a carriage and headed towards the City Lord's mansion.

The City Lord's mansion was magnificent and grand, with lush greenery.

Under the shade of the trees, Mu Rong (he) and his elder sister walked all the way and directly entered the main hall.

Entering the hall, a young man in his early twenties, with a dignified and imposing appearance, was seated in the main seat.

He was wearing a brocade robe and exuded an extraordinary aura. He was the City Lord of Ju Yuan City, Leng Feng.

"Father, Elder Sister is here."

Leng Feng's eyes widened in surprise.

Mu Rong (he) only took a few steps forward and respectfully bowed.

"Greetings, City Lord."

Leng Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp glint flashed through them.

"En, Mu Rong (he), you may go first."

"Yes, Father..."

Leng Feng was a little hesitant and looked at Mu Rong (he) with a complicated expression.

Mu Rong (he) smiled at him, indicating that he should not worry.

"Go ahead, don't worry. Your father won't blame you."

Leng Feng turned around and walked out of the hall in three steps.

After the two of them left, Leng Feng let out a cold laugh.

"There's something you want to say."

He looked at the young figure standing blankly in front of him.

"Mu Rong (he) is good! The method of pruning flowers and the method of planting are all your ideas. You are the only one who has put in the effort. You are the City Lord's mansion."

"You little brat, you're already at the tenth level of the Spirit Gathering realm, and you're not afraid of me killing you."

Mu Rong looked down from his high position, his eyes filled with disdain and a hint of arrogance.

Mu Rong's expression was displeased. He walked to the empty seat next to the guest and sat down. He picked up a cup of tea and blew on the steam.

"City Lord, Your Excellency, the tenth level of Spirit Gathering is nothing."

After taking a sip of tea, Mu Rong opened his mouth.

"As long as you do a good job of guarding the family and serving the young master, you will be rewarded by the descendants of the ancestors."

"Even if there are thousands of golden elixirs in the future, they are still insignificant. They are just a stream of spiritual energy."

"You are not bad."

Mu Rong leaned forward slightly, and a majestic aura emanated from him.

"It's not that the tenth level of Spirit Gathering is not good. Perhaps, this City Lord is just too lazy. Hmph."

"You are so stupid and ignorant, only this City Lord's idiot son can tolerate your ignorance."

"You have any relationship with the Mu family, and you have any grudges with that Mu Chen, it's just that your heavenly fate has already been revealed."

"This time, this City Lord has already sent someone to investigate."

"You want to die, you are in the Mu family, what else can you do? If you argue with this City Lord, humph."

"The majestic aura is getting stronger and stronger, and the space is already covered with shadows."

"Mu Rong smiled. Facing the result, he had already expected it."

He put down the teacup and leaned back against the chair.

"The City Lord is indeed old and cunning."

"I also know that you are not going to listen to me. Since you are here to listen to me, then I will tell you."

"As far as I know, the Mu family has been developing rapidly in recent years, but it is still a very weak foundation."

"If this news gets out, coupled with my Mu family's profound heavenly fate, do you think the Mu family can still survive?"

Mu Rong's face darkened.

"Hmph, the City Lord also has a way to choose a more courageous person. For example..."

"This ignorant brat who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, can't get out of the Mu family's palm."