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"Him?"
Fei Yunxiao raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the word. The experts behind him fell silent as well.
They naturally knew who "him" was.
Mu Yanfeng from the Mu Clan Fort had become the Prospective Saint of the Taihao Sacred Ground. In the future, he might even become the Taihao Sacred Lord!
They would have to bear the wrath of the Sacred Lord of a Sacred Ground … There was no doubt that they could not afford to bear it.
Many experts shuddered at the thought of this.
Although the Taihao Sacred Ground had been ranked last among the Twelve Sacred Grounds for a long time, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. A Sacred Ground was not something that forces like them could contend with!
This was also the reason why they were so wary.
Similarly, it was also the reason why they did not exterminate the Mu Clan.
If it were any other force, they would not have to use so many methods and spend so much effort.
"Humph, everyone, don't be frightened by this old man's words! This is not the territory of the Taihao Sacred Ground! "
Fei Yunxiao snorted coldly and said, "Moreover, as long as I get the Rare Treasure, Yunsong promised to refine an elixir for each of you!"
"Brother Yunxiao, we will naturally do what we promised you. Since the Great Elder is not willing to join forces, then let's fight."
An elder beside Fei Yunxiao said in a sinister voice.
"Since the Great Elder is not sensible, then don't blame me for not giving you face."
Fei Yunxiao pretended to sigh regretfully and slowly stood up. The aura of an advanced Honorable Realm expert immediately poured out.
"Let's fight it out with them!"
The Second Elder of the Mu Clan shouted angrily. He pulled out the large saber on his back and stared at the group of experts in front of him with a furious face.
"There are no cowards in the Mu Clan. Even if we die, we will die fighting for the clan. We will not be useless cannon fodder!"
Behind them, many of the Mu Clan's experts also shouted angrily.
Creak!
Just as the Mu Clan members were about to fight to the death, the crisp sound of the door being pushed open suddenly rang out, breaking the tense atmosphere.
"Who wants to exterminate the Mu Clan Fort?!"
At the same time, Mu Yanfeng's voice rang out with an unconcealable anger.
At this moment, the aura that was originally enveloping the entire hall was completely expelled by Fei Yunxiao.
… …
On the other side, although she didn't trust Qin Yichen, Mu Yanqian still led Qin Yichen to a room.
At this moment, a large group of people had gathered outside the room. These people did not have the slightest fluctuation of True Yuan, but from their bodies, there was a kind of Mental Energy fluctuation that caused people to revere.
This was a group of Earth Grade alchemists!
The four or five in the middle were peak Earth Stage existences!
Who knew what price the Mu Clan had paid to be able to find so many Earth Grade alchemists in such a short period of time.
However, at this moment, this group of Earth Grade alchemists were frowning, discussing something from time to time.
"Xiao Qian, why are you here?"
One of the peak Earth Grade Alchemists frowned when he saw Mo Yan Qian coming over. Especially after seeing Qin Yichen and Feng Qianxue, his tone towards Mo Yan Qian became stricter.
Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Moyan Qian's actions. How could she bring a stranger here at this time?
"Fourth Uncle."
Moyan Qian was obviously in awe of the person in front of her. She shrank her neck.
"Hurry up and get out, this is simply nonsense!"
Mo Xiu Yong waved his robe at her, indicating for her to bring Qin Yichen and Feng Qianxue out.
"But …"
Mo Yan Qian was a little anxious. She raised her head, wanting to argue, but was interrupted by Mo Xiu Yong. "No buts!"
Obviously, Mo Xiu Yong was in a very bad mood, so much so that he became very strict with this lovely maid of his.
"This one is Qin Yichen."
At this moment, Qin Yichen stood out and cupped his hands towards him. Under his doubtful and vigilant gaze, Mo Yan Qian found a chance to explain, "Fourth Uncle, they are Brother Yan Feng's Junior Brothers and Junior Sister, it was Brother Yan Feng who asked me to bring them here!"
"Yan Feng? You mean Yan Feng? He's back? "
Mo Xiu Yong's expression froze at first, then, he obviously became excited.
Mo Yan Feng!
This was their Mo Clan's biggest reliance!
And his cry attracted the attention of the people outside the room.
"Mo Yan Feng?!"
There was no doubt that they were invited here not because of the Mo Clan's reputation, but because of Mo Yan Feng, who was the Prospective Saint of the Taihao Saint Son.
As Earth Grade alchemists, although they were quite famous in this area, they were very clear that they could not even enter the outer sect of the Sacred Ground.
And of course, they did this to gain Mo Yan Feng's favor, so after knowing that Mo Yan Feng was back, they all became spirited.
"Yes."
Mo Yan Qian nodded fiercely.
Mo Xiu Yong was about to leave to see Mo Yan Feng, but his gaze stopped on Qin Yichen, who had a smile on his face.
"Little brother, I have neglected you before, please forgive me."
He cupped his hands, and his tone had obviously changed.
Since the people in front of him were Mo Yan Feng's Junior Brothers and Junior Sister, then they must be from the Taihao Sacred Ground.
"It's okay."
Qin Yichen could understand his feelings. "Senior, please take me in to have a look."
"Hmm?"
Mo Xiu Yong was puzzled and looked at Mo Yan Qian.
"Brother Yan Feng asked me to bring him here to treat Uncle's illness."
Mo Yan Qian whispered to him.
"Oh."
Mo Xiu Yong looked at the young man in front of him seriously.
The young man in front of him was definitely not much older than his maid, Mo Yan Qian. His aura was very calm, and he gave him the feeling … that he was an ordinary person.
However, as Mo Yan Feng's Junior Brother, how could he be an ordinary person?
"Little brother, please come with me."
Mo Xiu Yong hesitated for a moment, then led Qin Yichen to the door.
At this time, the alchemists also made way for them. However, they did not think that this young man was more capable than them.
They had been here for many days, but until now, they had not even figured out the cause of the illness. Although they did not say it out loud, did they think that there was no hope for him?
When the door was opened, a sorrowful atmosphere rushed out.
There was a person lying on the bed. His aura was weak, and his face was pale and weak. His breathing was sometimes hurried, and sometimes it was so weak that it was almost non-existent.
A beautiful middle-aged woman was crying beside the bed. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked haggard.
When she saw Mo Xiu Yong come in, she wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and stood up. However, she stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, Mo Yan Qian reacted in time and supported her.
"This little brother is Yan Feng's Junior Brother. I brought him here to see Big Brother."
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