Chapter 1398
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After knowing that Mo Yunjue was a cultivator from the Qian Feng Dynasty, Dong Hongyun's expression changed.
The cultivators from the Qian Feng Dynasty were extremely powerful and he had heard that the team from the Qian Feng Dynasty was one of the strongest.
However, he had never met a cultivator from the Qian Feng Dynasty since the start of the assessment.
Originally, this matter was set in stone. Once the cultivators from the Qian Feng Dynasty interfered, coupled with the strength of the cultivators from the Wan Yun Dynasty, they would have no chance of winning.
"Young Master Mo, there is no enmity between us. Why do you have to interfere?"
Dong Hongyun put away the disdainful expression from before, and his posture also lowered a bit.
This Immortal Spiritual Herb was so close to being his, he didn't want to let it slip away from his hands just like that.
Mo Yunjue glanced at Dong Hongyun and laughed maniacally. "If you give the immortal spirit herb to me, I will not interfere. How about it?"
Hearing Mo Yunjue's words, Dong Hongyun's expression instantly turned ugly and he looked at Mo Yunjue with dissatisfaction.
If he had not taken a fancy to the immortal spirit herb, he would not have needed to confront the cultivators from the Wan Yun Dynasty.
Mo Yunjue had obviously taken a fancy to the confrontation between the two teams and wanted to extort them!
However, in this situation, Mo Yunjue's words carried a certain amount of weight.
If he did not agree, then the Qian Feng Dynasty's team and the Wan Yun Dynasty's team would join forces. There would only be one outcome for his team — defeat!
If he agreed, then there was no need for this competition to exist.
Suddenly, Dong Hongyun looked at Pan Zimo and said, "Pan Zimo, are you going to give up the immortal spirit herb?"
Dong Hongyun's eyes narrowed and flashed with a sinister light. He did not believe that Pan Zimo would give up the immortal spirit herb so easily!
Mo Yunjue's attitude was already very obvious. They were all people who wouldn't get up early if there were no benefits.
Even if Mo Yunjue helped to defeat them, Pan Zimo would not be able to get the immortal spirit herb.
He believed that Pan Zimo would not be willing to give it up.
Facing Dong Hongyun's confident gaze, Pan Zimo's gaze became even colder and more resolute.
"Compared to a despicable person like you, I would rather give the Immortal Spiritual Herb to Mister Mo!"
Pan Zimo answered without hesitation. He had already thought of the answer the moment Mo Yunjue appeared.
When the cultivators from the Myriad Cloud Empire heard Pan Zimo's decision, a look of surprise appeared in their eyes.
However, after thinking about it carefully, the doubts and unwillingness in the hearts of the cultivators from the Myriad Cloud Empire gradually disappeared.
Compared to the Qinrun Dynasty's cultivators taking it away, giving it to Mo Yunjue was a better way to preserve their dignity.
Not only were they representing themselves, but they were also representing the Myriad Cloud Dynasty!
No matter what, they could not lose to Dong Hongyun!
After hearing Pan Zimo's answer, Dong Hongyun could not help but be stunned.
He looked at Pan Zimo in disbelief, wondering if he had heard wrongly.
However, Pan Zimo's determined expression clearly told him that it was true!
In an instant, the Qinrun Dynasty's cultivators' faces turned ugly. This awkward situation seemed to have shifted from the Myriad Cloud Dynasty's cultivators to them.
If they left with their tails between their legs, they would lose all their dignity.
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