Mo Qingyun gladly accepted Ren Tianxiang and the rest's apology.
Furthermore, Mo Qingyun even comforted them and told them that as the clan grew bigger, it was inevitable that there would be one or two evil creatures like Ren Canghai.
Ren Tianxiang and the rest were extremely touched by Mo Qingyun's comforting words, and their guilt towards Mo Qingyun deepened.
Such a sensible and reasonable young man was actually suspected by them of having ulterior motives. This was really not right.
Mo Qingyun exchanged a few words with Ren Tianxiang and the rest before sending them out of the courtyard.
"Young Lord, the Jia Clan has been annihilated!"
After Mo Qingyun sent Ren Tianxiang and the rest off, Rong Hou and the rest came up to him and reported on the Jia Clan's situation.
"Yes!"
The Jia Clan was only a second-rate clan, so Mo Qingyun didn't pay much attention to it. He only nodded lightly when he heard the report.
At this moment, what Mo Qingyun was truly concerned about was that the City Lord of Wen Hao City knew about Huang Wenbao's death and wanted to take revenge on them.
In Mo Qingyun's opinion, if he left Sun Moon City, the Rong Clan and the Ren Clan wouldn't be able to withstand it given their strength.
Therefore, he couldn't go to Azuremist Mountain before dealing with Wen Hao City, this hidden danger.
Thinking about the threat of Wen Hao City, Mo Qingyun's expression turned serious. He said to Rong Hou and the rest, "The Jia Clan is just a clown. Its survival is not important. The most important thing now is how to deal with Wen Hao City."
"Wen Hao City?"
Rong Hou and the rest didn't know that Mo Qingyun had killed Huang Wenbao a few days ago. Therefore, they were all puzzled when they heard this.
"A few days ago, the Young Lord killed Huang Wenbao, the son of the City Lord of Wen Hao City."
Chi Lian explained to Rong Hou and the rest when he saw their puzzled expressions.
"What? The Young Lord killed the son of the City Lord of Wen Hao City? "
"I heard that the cultivation base of the City Lord of Wen Hao City has long reached the pinnacle of Transcendent Eight. This is going to be troublesome."
"It's said that there are at least a handful of Level Eight Transcendent Powers in Wen Hao City. This is definitely not something we can fight against."
"Young Lord, why don't we leave Sun Moon City for now and avoid Wen Hao City?"
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Knowing that Mo Qingyun had killed Huang Wenbao, the expressions of Rong Hou and the others changed, and they naturally thought of hiding for the time being.
Regarding the performance of Rong Hou and the rest, Mo Qingyun was not surprised. After all, Wen Hao City's strength was much stronger than Honor City's.
Therefore, it was reasonable for Rong Hou and the others to have such a reaction.
"Marquis Rong, do you think I have a chance to subdue the Rong Family before I kill you?"
Mo Qingyun did not respond to Rong Hou and the others' suggestions. Instead, he smiled faintly and asked a question in return.
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Rong Hou's expression changed, and he immediately thought of the key point in his heart.
Before Mo Qingyun subdued the Rong Family, the only powerhouse by his side was Chi Lian, who was at Level Seven Transcendent Eight.
Even so, he still subdued the Rong Family.
In this way, it was not impossible for Mo Qingyun to deal with the Huang Family of Wen Hao City.
After understanding this point, the worried expressions on Rong Hou and the others' faces slowly eased.
"Young Lord, do you plan to subdue the Huang Family of Wen Hao City bit by bit like how you subdued our Rong Family and then control them?"
After understanding the key point, Rong Hou revealed an excited expression and asked Mo Qingyun for his thoughts.
Thinking that he would soon participate in subduing the Huang Family of Wen Hao City, Rong Hou couldn't help but feel his blood boil.
Wen Hao City was one of the ten great sacred cities.
He didn't expect that one day, their small Rong Family of Honor City would have the chance to fight against them.
What kind of honor was this?!
"No, I want to directly flatten the Huang Family of Wen Hao City!"
In response to Rong Hou's question, Mo Qingyun shook his head with a faint smile and said coldly.
Flatten the Huang Family of Wen Hao City!
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Rong Hou and the others trembled and looked at Mo Qingyun with reverence and fanaticism.
At this moment, Rong Hou and the others couldn't help but sigh. No wonder Mo Qingyun could become their Young Lord.
In their opinion, if they could subdue Wen Hao City bit by bit, this was already a very heaven-defying move.
But the result?
Mo Qingyun didn't intend to do this, but wanted to directly flatten Wen Hao City. How domineering was this?
"When the Huang Family of Wen Hao City finds out about Huang Wenbao's death, it will take about a month for them to come for revenge. We still have some time to prepare."
After telling Rong Hou and the others about Wen Hao City, Mo Qingyun's expression became serious. He said to Rong Hou and the others, "The Huang Family of Wen Hao City is not weak. With our current strength, I'm afraid it will be quite difficult to deal with them. Therefore, we need to seize this month to raise our cultivation."
"Young Lord, even if we cultivate without sleep for a month, I'm afraid it won't be of much use, right?"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Rong Hou and the others were puzzled. They didn't understand what Mo Qingyun meant.
With Rong Hou and the others' current cultivation, if they didn't suddenly have an epiphany and obtain some heaven-defying pill, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens to improve in a short period of time.
"If we cultivate normally, a month's time is naturally not enough. But with the help of pills?"
Mo Qingyun knew what Rong Hou and the others were thinking. He smiled at them and said, "Rong Hou, take me to the Rong Family's secret storehouse. I want to choose some alchemy materials and strive to refine a cauldron of Myriad Manifestation Origin Pills!"
In Mo Qingyun's opinion, with the Rong Family's foundation, they should have a lot of precious alchemy materials.
"Ninth … Ninth Grade Imperial Pill, Myriad Manifestation Origin Pill!"
After hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Rong Hou's body immediately trembled. He looked at Mo Qingyun with an expression of intense shock.
"Young Lord, you also know alchemy?"
After a short moment of shock, Rong Hou suddenly thought of a crucial point. He hurriedly took out a jade bottle and said, "Then these were also refined by the Young Lord?"
"That's right!"
Regarding Rong Hou's question, Mo Qingyun did not conceal it either, nodding his head with a faint smile.
Although Rong Hou and the rest already guessed in their hearts that the medicinal pills that Mo Qingyun gave them should be refined by Mo Qingyun himself.
But hearing Mo Qingyun admit it personally at present, this still made them involuntarily shocked in their hearts.
Mo Qingyun looked to be merely in his early twenties, but he could refine grade six, grade seven, and even grade nine Imperial Pills. This was also a little too shocking.
A Quasi-Alchemy Sovereign around 20 years old, what kind of alchemy talent was this? This was a figure destined to become an Alchemy Venerable!
"Future Alchemy Venerable, we actually acknowledged a future Alchemy Venerable as our master!"
At the thought of Mo Qingyun's future accomplishments, the hot blood in Rong Hou and the rest's hearts boiled, a strong sense of pride and rejoicing rising up.
Of course, at the same time that Rong Hou was delighted, they also could not help sighing emotionally in their hearts.
The things in this world were truly fickle and unpredictable.
Logically speaking, Wen Hao City's Huang Family was more valuable than the Rong Family and more worthy of Mo Qingyun's grooming.
But because of a thought from Mo Qingyun, they were going to end up with the outcome of being obliterated. On the other hand, their Rong Family. But they obtained Mo Qingyun's vigorous grooming.
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