When Chen Changxing had a breakthrough in his cultivation, the Soul Star in between his eyebrows suddenly shone brightly.
Then, the number of Soul Stars in between Chen Changxing's eyebrows increased from six to eight and a half.
When Huang Lingyu saw the change in Chen Changxing's Soul Stars, she was stunned and felt helpless.
It seemed that she had made a mistake.
Not only had Chen Changxing's talent recovered, but it had also surpassed his peak and reached a higher level.
After a short while, Chen Changxing slowly withdrew the aura he had exuded.
"Junior Brother, I can't thank you enough. Please accept a bow from me!"
Chen Changxing's talent had been recovered. He was so happy that he cried and wanted to kneel down and bow to Mo Qingyun.
To him, Mo Qingyun's help could be considered as a kind of grace of rebirth.
"We are all Senior Brothers. You don't have to be so formal."
When Mo Qingyun saw Chen Changxing's action, he quickly raised his hand to stop him, as though he was talking about something normal.
After stopping Chen Changxing, Mo Qingyun looked at Chen Wuhui and said, "Now, do you still think that your father's cultivation talent is bad? Do you still think that your talent is great? "
Chen Wuhui was at a loss for words, and a look of shame appeared on his face.
From the current situation, he had indeed made a mistake in the past. He had been too arrogant.
When Mo Qingyun saw Chen Wuhui's reaction, he nodded his head in satisfaction. He knew that Chen Wuhui had repented.
When Mo Qingyun noticed Chen Wuhui's change, he did not intend to teach him a lesson. He turned his head to look at Zhe Lin and said, "Zhe Lin, I am very sorry that your son was killed. If you release Chen Wuhui now, I will compensate the Lightning Snake Tribe."
"This …"
Zhe Lin frowned when he heard Mo Qingyun's words. A sliver of unwillingness appeared on his face.
A life for a life. Chen Wuhui had killed his son. He should have been buried with his son.
However, he could not reject Mo Qingyun's request unless he wanted the Lightning Snake Tribe to be destroyed.
Mo Qingyun did not show any displeasure towards Zhe Lin's reaction. He promised calmly, "If you release Chen Wuhui now, I, Mo Qingyun, promise you that if I manage the Heavenly Soul Demon Tribe one day, I will ensure that the Lightning Snake Tribe will be safe for ten thousand years."
"Ten … Ten thousand years!"
When Zhe Lin heard Mo Qingyun's promise, he trembled and became emotional.
Mo Qingyun's promise was a huge protective umbrella for the Thunder Serpent Tribe.
As for Zhe Lin's promise, he did not doubt that he would be able to control the Heavenly Soul Demon Tribe.
"I will follow Your Highness's arrangements!"
With Zhe Lin's promise, Zhe Lin's words's's was was was Zhe Zhe ''s.
To him, although killing the useless Chen Wuhui was satisfying, it was not worth angering Mo Qingyun.
Anyway, Chen Wuhui's cultivation had been destroyed. He was no different from a useless person.
Sparing Chen Wuhui's life would be a more cruel punishment than killing him.
"Senior Brother Changxing, I have saved Chen Wuhui for you. I will leave the rest to you."
After bringing Chen Wuhui over, Mo Qingyun signaled to Chen Changxing and pushed Chen Wuhui over.
Chen Changxing took Chen Wuhui from Mo Qingyun's hands and said gratefully, "Little Junior Brother, I, Chen Changxing, will remember your kindness to me."
"It's nothing. Don't take it to heart."
Mo Qingyun waved his hand. He was still as calm as ever. He turned to look at Chen Wuhui and said, "Now that he has lost his cultivation, he will be more obedient in the future. He will not continue to cause trouble."
"Little … Little Uncle-Master, don't worry. I will not cause trouble in the future."
Under Mo Qingyun's gaze, Chen Wuhui immediately shivered and hurriedly promised Mo Qingyun.
He was very afraid that if he was careless, Mo Qingyun would teach him a lesson again.
It should be known that if Mo Qingyun were to teach him a lesson, no one would even dare to say a word.
"Remember what you said today!"
Seeing Chen Wuhui's attitude, Mo Qingyun nodded in satisfaction. He turned to look at Huang Lingyu and said, "City Lord Lingyu, I will say the same thing. Don't take the Ice Crane Rain Butterfly Tribe too seriously. With Senior Brother Changxing's talent and status, he can destroy your tribe with a wave of his hand."
"Your Highness is right. Lingyu will wholeheartedly take care of my husband and children."
In the face of Mo Qingyun's lecture, Huang Lingyu's face was filled with fear. She hurriedly responded to Mo Qingyun.
After interacting with Mo Qingyun a few times, he had a rough understanding of Mo Qingyun's character.
Mo Qingyun was usually fine. However, if you angered him, he would not give face to anyone.
For example, when Mo Qingyun taught Chen Wuhui a lesson, he did not give face to anyone and taught Chen Wuhui a harsh lesson.
Chen Wuhui was Chen Changxing's son and could be considered Mo Qingyun's Junior Nephew.
Mo Qingyun did not show any mercy to his own Junior Nephew. One could only imagine what he would do to others.
"Alright, everyone, disperse!"
Seeing that everything was settled, Mo Qingyun waved to everyone, indicating that this matter was over.
After receiving Mo Qingyun's signal, Zhe Lin immediately led his tribesmen and left. They did not dare to stay any longer.
After the Lightning Serpent Tribe left, Mo Qingyun did not stay any longer and immediately bade farewell to Chen Changxing.
Since Chen Changxing's matter was settled, it was time for him to return to the main tribe and prepare for the Tianhun Grand Gathering.
After leaving Lingyu City, Mo Qingyun immediately took out his flying boat and returned to the main tribe with Bai Yue and Zhe Lin.
A few days later, Mo Qingyun and the rest returned to the main tribe and went to their respective residences.
When Mo Qingyun returned to his residence, he bade farewell to Man Yan and Zhe Lin.
Perhaps everyone was refining the True Blood of the Phoenix Blood Sky Roc. Mo Qingyun realized that everyone was in seclusion. Even the Divine Blacksmith Crescent Sword was the same.
"Forget it. Since everyone is in seclusion, I will make a trip to the Tenchū Palace first."
Seeing that everyone was in seclusion, Mo Qingyun did not want to disturb them. He planned to make a trip to the Tenchū Palace.
This time, he was ambushed on his way to the Demon City. It was time for him to take some action.
He could not do anything about this. However, he could find Tenchū and get Tenchū to help him deal with those people.
That old man Tenchū tricked him and gave him a hot potato. He had to do something.
Soon, Mo Qingyun arrived outside the Tenchū Palace.
Looking at the plaque outside the Tenchū Palace, Mo Qingyun showed a respectful expression and bowed. "Junior Mo Qingyun is here to pay respects to Ancestor Tenchū."
Following Mo Qingyun's words, a black figure appeared in front of Mo Qingyun.
Tianzhong glanced at Mo Qingyun and revealed a lazy expression as he said, "Kid, did you encounter some sort of trouble when you came looking for me this time?"
With Tenchū's eyesight, he could tell that Mo Qingyun was looking for him.
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