"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, senior."
Mo Qingyun thought for a moment and accepted Qin Tulu's good intentions. He decided to build a sect in the Demon Fall Mountain Range.
Qin Tulu nodded in satisfaction at Mo Qingyun's acceptance. He turned to a grey-robed elder beside him. "Elder Qin De, go gather the leaders of the four great sects and have them come here to discuss this matter."
"Yes!"
The grey-robed elder complied and left to pass on the message to the leaders of the four great sects.
After giving the grey-robed elder his instructions, Qin Tulu looked at Mo Qingyun and asked curiously, "Little guy, since you want to build a sect, have you thought of a name? Do you need this old man to think of one for you? "
"I've already thought of one!"
Mo Qingyun nodded and answered truthfully, "The sect I want to build is called the Immortal Palace of Creation."
"Immortal Palace?"
Qin Tulu frowned at Mo Qingyun's answer, seemingly dissatisfied. "Little guy, this place is under the influence of the demonic sects. It doesn't seem right for you to give it the name of an immortal palace. How about you change it to the Creation Demonic Sect?"
"Eh!"
Mo Qingyun's expression froze. He was so shocked by Qin Tulu's words that he didn't know how to respond.
He hadn't expected Qin Tu Mo to request that he change the sect's name.
Qin Tulu laughed heartily at Mo Qingyun's reaction. He waved his hand at Mo Qingyun. "Little guy, this old man was just joking with you. Don't take it to heart. You decide what name you want to give your sect."
"Thank you for your understanding, senior!"
Hearing this, Mo Qingyun's expression improved a bit and he cupped his hands towards Qin Tulu.
Otherwise, Qin Tulu's insistence on changing the sect's name would have made things difficult for him.
If it really didn't work, he would have to find another place to build the Immortal Palace of Creation.
The group chatted as they waited for the representatives of the four great sects to arrive.
About an hour later.
Four groups of people rushed into the main hall. They were the people from the four major powers.
"Greetings, Palace Master Qin!"
When everyone arrived at the conference hall, they immediately bowed respectfully to Qin Tu Mo.
After bowing to Qin Tu Mo, everyone found a place to sit down and waited for Qin Tu Mo's instructions.
Seeing that everyone had sat down, Qin Tu Mo pointed at Mo Qingyun and introduced him to everyone, "Everyone, this is my little friend, the peerless genius of the Heavenly Soul Demon Race, Mo Qingyun. He wants to establish a force in the Prison Wasteland Domain. I asked him to build his sect in the Demon Fall Mountain Range. You have to take care of him in the future."
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, everyone's expression changed and they all looked at Mo Qingyun.
"He is actually Mo Qingyun, the peerless genius of the Heavenly Soul Demon Race!"
"I didn't expect him to come to the Prison Wasteland Domain and build a sect in the Demon Fall Mountain Range."
"This kid is not a good person. Since he came to the Demon Fall Mountain Range, he will not be willing to be at ease."
"It seems that from now on, there will be another competitor in the Demon Fall Mountain Range."
… …
Hearing Qin Tu Mo's introduction, everyone immediately looked at Mo Qingyun with a strong sense of vigilance.
Evidently, they hadn't listened to Qin Tulu's instructions.
In their eyes, Mo Qingyun was a new competitor, so they had to be on guard.
After introducing Mo Qingyun to everyone, Qin Tu Mo introduced Mo Qingyun to the others, introducing Mo Qingyun one by one.
Under Qin Tu Mo's introduction, Mo Qingyun had a general understanding of the sect masters of the four major sects.
The sect master of the Moon Demon Sect, Yue Ji, was an enchanting woman who always gave people a sense of charm, making it impossible to see her thoughts.
The sect master of the Frost Demon Sect, Yang Mo, was a silent middle-aged man who had been sitting in the same place without saying a word.
The sect master of the Cloud Demon Sect, Lei Rui, was a benevolent-looking old man. His personality was the opposite of the sect master of the Frost Demon Sect, always smiling.
The sect master of the War Demon Sect, Pang Chao, was a burly man who gave people a very rough feeling.
After knowing the identity of these people, Mo Qingyun nodded to them as a simple greeting.
After introducing everyone to each other, Qin Tu Mo's expression became serious. He glanced at the four sect masters and hurriedly said, "Because Qingyun has just come to the Prison Wasteland Domain and does not have any resources or territory, it will not be easy for him to build a sect. As seniors, the four of you should help him."
Hearing Qin Tu Mo's words, the faces of Yue Ji and the others immediately became a little ugly.
But Mo Qingyun was surprised after hearing this and couldn't help but feel grateful to Qin Tu Mo.
He didn't expect that Qin Tu Mo had gathered the four of them here to fight for cultivation resources for him.
If he could get a few cultivation resources, the Fortune Immortal Palace would have more foundation and be able to stabilize its footing faster.
It had to be said that Qin Tu Mo's actions were well-intentioned and would be of great help to Mo Qingyun.
Thinking of this, Mo Qingyun nodded at Qin Tu Mo and cast a grateful look.
"Little brother Mo has come to the Demon Fall Mountain Range to build a sect. We will be a family in the future, it is indeed necessary to help."
Lei Rui was silent for a moment and took the lead to break the silence. With an indifferent expression, he said, "Since Palace Master Qin has spoken, this old man naturally cannot be stingy. I will give the ice spiritual crystal mine in the northwest region to little brother Mo."
"Even old brother Lei Rui has taken action, this little sister naturally cannot be stingy."
Yue Ji giggled when she saw Lei Rui's actions. She winked at Mo Qingyun and said, "Little Brother Mo, Big Sister has a silver mother-of-pearl iron mine in the Southern District. It'll be your personal property from now on."
"The Purple Dawn Firewood Forest in the east will be yours in the future."
Yang Mo didn't say much and also gave up a cultivation resource land of his to Mo Qingyun.
Seeing that everyone had given up their cultivation resource lands, Pang Chao's expression flickered, as if he was reluctant to give up his resource land.
Pang Chao hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision. "Since everyone has given up their resource lands, I will not give up mine. I will give little brother Mo something else. I will give you ten thousand divine elixirs and a million immortal elixirs."
Ten thousand divine elixirs and a million immortal elixirs?
Seeing Pang Chao's offer, everyone frowned and their eyes flashed with disdain.
This guy was really stingy.
As long as he wasn't an idiot, he would clearly know that the value of his offer was too low.
Elixirs were just consumables, once used up, they would be gone.
Cultivation resource lands were different. As long as the mining method was right, they would continuously produce cultivation resources.
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