Xiao Yan sat beside Mo Ling Lin. She struck up conversation with him from time to time, but he had no interest whatsoever in the beauty beside him. His gaze kept wandering over the interior of the Mo Family estate.
Xiao Yan had now reached the Dou Wang realm, and even an ordinary Dou Emperor might not have been able to match his spiritual strength.
He had begun probing with his spiritual power as soon as he entered the Mo Family estate.
But just as he had suspected, the Mo Family's artificial mountain was full of peculiarities. All sorts of Magical Beast auras mingled inside it in such chaos that even he could not distinguish them.
Soon, however, Xiao Yan gathered his wandering thoughts. Since he could not find her, he would fight.
Mo Cheng was the Mo Family's only Dou Ling. It was just like how the Xiao Clan had immediately fallen into obscurity after his grandfather Xiao Lin died.
If the Mo Family lost Mo Cheng, its standing would plummet as well. After a few decades, its influence would probably amount to less than a tenth of what it was now.
While Xiao Yan was thinking, an old man walked out with a chuckle and cupped his hands in greeting to everyone present.
Mo Cheng had just turned sixty this year, yet he remained full of vigor, showing none of an old man's decrepitude. On the contrary, his cultivation had advanced over the past few years, bringing a considerable new surge of vitality to his entire being.
"So this is Mo Cheng, the Mo Family's first elder? I remember he was still a Two-Star Dou Ling two years ago. He's actually risen three stars in just two years. Isn't that speed a little too strange?"
At his age,