Eldest Disciple

Shangguan Nan felt a chill run through his heart under Mo Chen's gaze, but he still gritted his teeth and forced himself to say:

"Of course I would not dare threaten Immortal Emperor Mo. It is merely... that this concerns the survival of Medicine God Valley. I had no choice but to step forward!"

Mo Chen sneered. "What a noble 'had no choice but to step forward.' Shangguan Nan, if you truly had such courage and responsibility, how could you have laid hands on your own daughter, who had no power to resist? And now you put on such a righteous and awe-inspiring act. How laughable."

Mo Chen's words struck Shangguan Nan where it hurt. His face alternated between green and white, yet he was unable to refute him.

Just then.

The Myriad Forms Creation Furnace spoke again, its tone brimming with disdain. "Shangguan Nan, stop putting on an act here!"

"Medicine God Valley's decline is entirely due to incompetents like you. Mo Chen's alchemy far surpasses yours. I chose to follow him because I seek a higher realm of the alchemical Dao."

"If you truly had any ability, how could you have failed to keep me?"

The Myriad Forms Creation Furnace's words were like a heavy hammer, smashing viciously into the hearts of everyone from Medicine God Valley.

Many elders and disciples lowered their heads, smiling bitterly. Clearly, they agreed with their ancestor in their hearts.

Seeing this, Lord Lei Yuan knew the matter could no longer be salvaged.

He sighed and cupped his hands toward Mo Chen. "Immortal Emperor Mo, since the Myriad Forms Creation Furnace willingly wishes to follow you, it would not be appropriate for me to interfere further. However, Medicine God Valley is still an important force within the Immortal Court. I hope you will