"Gentlemen, what do you think?"
Mo Qingming ignored the old man with thick eyebrows' astonishment, his gaze sweeping directly over the assembled True Lord. His hair ornaments swayed wildly, a cold smile playing on his lips, and he said:
"Back then, he was determined to thoroughly investigate the Azure Sea Pavilion. Surely none of you think Elder Ye would be more soft-hearted than him?"
"Or is it that even the former Director of the Celestial Observatory of the Northern Continent's Observatory doesn't hold much weight in your hearts?"
"That's enough, Pavilion Master Mo, that's enough."
Seeing that she still showed signs of trying to prove herself, Xiao Wuya quickly stepped forward to stop her, forcing a smile and saying, "Let's talk about the alliance first..."
If the situation is allowed to continue like this...
Even if this Fairy Qingming dared to drop more bombshells, he wouldn't dare to watch any longer.
What is the ultimate purpose of forming this alliance?
Isn't it all just to find a way to survive against that Ye Li from the Eastern Continent?
Knowing too much might lead to even more frightening hidden dangers, even if one survives.
"A bunch of cowards."
Mo Qingming scoffed inwardly, finally stopping his actions, taking the teacup from the table back into his hand, and said calmly:
"I hope this isn't just a passing fancy. After all, Elder Ye is clearly not just having a fleeting interest; he's truly determined to expel us from the Divine Continent."
"The Blazing Heaven Flame Palace, the Heavenly Talisman Sect, the Tunyuan Pavilion... these are all cautionary tales. I hope you will keep them firmly in mind and remind yourselves of them every day."
To be honest, Elder Ye from the Eastern Continent had good intentions and was absolutely resilient.
But they're still a bit too young.
Little do they know that desperate criminals have nowhere to retreat?
Faced with a future where certain death was inevitable, even if these high-ranking True Lord of Shenzhou were wary of his prestige, they could not sit at home and wait for their doom.
Even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone True Lord who can shatter stars at will.
"..." The old man with thick eyebrows came to his senses and looked at the familiar face in the coffin, still feeling a little scared.
"It's certainly not a spur-of-the-moment decision, please rest assured, Pavilion Master Mo."
Xiao Wuya slightly cupped his hands, fully expressing his support for the leadership position of the Azure Tide Pavilion.
Just then, the tightly closed hall door was suddenly flung open by a gust of wind.
An ordinary-looking man dressed in a gray sword robe strode in.
Holding the unique letter from the Azure Tide Pavilion in his hand, he glanced at the icewood coffin in the hall and then sat down on another main seat at the table.
"Sect Master of the Myriad Sword Sect"
One of the familiar True Lord raised an eyebrow and called out, "Why are you so late?"
"Is everyone here except me?"
The man in the sword-robed robe ignored the other person's greeting and simply glanced casually at Mo Qingming beside him.
"..."
Mo Qingming did not reply, but simply stared silently at the wide-open hall door in front of him, which was rattling loudly.
She felt that her hands and feet were a little cold.
After a moment, he slowly raised his eyes and said in as calm a tone as possible, "Everyone is here."
"But in return, could you please answer one question for me?"
The man in the sword-robed robe smiled slightly, "No problem."
"Elder Ye..." Mo Qingming's face showed no smile, but instead he sighed, "Why do you have to go through all this trouble?"
"You're already True Lord of the Creation Realm; there are practically no one in the Divine Continent who can rival you."
"Even the Heavenly Supervision Department and the Ziwei Hall have given you almost the highest status."
"You can marry and have children, amass wealth, cultivate loyal followers, and even easily ravage the fairy you admired in your youth."
"As long as you don't cause Trouble for others, no one will want to be your enemy, and no one will dare to be your enemy."
"We are all Martial Dao True Lord, beings of immense power in the eyes of mortals."
"Why must you shatter this hard-won peace, why must you search for trivial evidence to surround and kill us?"
Ignoring the True Lord who were frozen in place inside the hall, Mo Qingming spoke faster and faster, his words tinged with obvious anger:
"If you want the Treasure Medicine, all the forces present are willing to offer it to you with open arms!"
"If you want a fairy-like beauty, I can personally send someone to warm your bed!!"
"Why! Why did things have to come to this!"
"Within the Divine Continent, mortals are as insignificant as weeds!"
"Having lived for tens of thousands of years, you should know this principle! You're definitely not doing this for them; why are you so determined to exterminate us True Lord?!"
A voice filled with anger echoed in the hall.
The Fairy Qingming had already crushed the armrest, and the thick dark clouds continued to sink under the pull of surging Magic Power.
She stared intently at the man in the sword robe, and the others, realizing what was happening, also looked over.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people.
The sword-wielding man quickly transformed into a handsome, upright Boy in Black.
His eyes, equally dark as ink, held a hint of a smile, "You're right."
"The mortals of Shenzhou are not important to me, nor are you True Lord."
As he spoke, a terrifying Martial Dao pressure erupted from his body, instantly causing a dramatic change in the celestial phenomena!
Amidst the deafening roar of the Sea of Clouds, Mo Qingming finally heard the other person's slightly mocking second half of the sentence:
"But without you, it's very important to me."