The graceful middle-aged lady turned to look at the young girl and said with a doting smile, "You are also a little genius. You will definitely have some achievements in the future."
"How can I be a genius? That youth and Sister Feixia are the real geniuses."
The young girl lowered her head in disappointment, thinking that she was indeed very ordinary in front of them.
"You are still young now, so it is normal that you are not as good as Sister. However, you will definitely not be worse than Sister in the future."
A slightly older lady in her twenties beside the young girl smiled and comforted her. She also touched the young girl's head happily. It was the Sister Feixia that the young girl had mentioned. Her name was Ruan Feixia.
This lady was dressed in a blue dress. She had a serene temperament, like an orchid in an empty valley. She seemed to stand aloof from worldly affairs. However, she was not simple. She was the famous number one genius in the series of the three big mountain ranges. She was in her early twenties and had Cultivation at the pinnacle of the Qi Nucleation realm. Even in the Huatian Palace, she was not simple.
Ruan Feixia was quite famous in the series of the three big mountain ranges. Very few people did not know that she was the pride of the Yanxia Sect.
Among the four big influences, the Yanxia Sect was very special. Because of its heritage, this sect only recruited female disciples and never men. In the ancient martial arts world, there were not many sects like this.
Moreover, the Yanxia Sect had very strict conditions for recruiting disciples. There were various restrictions, which resulted in the Yanxia Sect not having many disciples. Compared to the other three big influences, they did not have many people. The entire sect only had a few hundred people.
Although they did not have a large population, in terms of strength, the Yanxia Sect was not a simple sect. It was faintly taking the stance of being the leader of the four major forces. This was because this sect had produced outstanding geniuses in every generation. Experts could be said to be emerging endlessly. Although their population was small, almost all of the disciples were quite talented.
It was said that the Yanxia Sect had more than five Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioners. Just this alone was enough to intimidate many ancient martial arts influences.
"Master, that youth is very talented. Feixia is far from him. If he takes root in the series of the three big mountain ranges, I am afraid he will disrupt the original peace of the series of the three big mountain ranges."
A glint of worry flashed in Ruan Feixia's eyes. That youth's ability and talent were enough to shock the entire ancient martial arts world. How could she dare to compare with him? However, the appearance of such a young strong practitioner in the series of the three big mountain ranges was probably not a good thing.
"What you said makes sense. If this youth continues to grow, we will definitely not be able to contend with him."
The graceful, beautiful woman frowned. She was the Sect Leader of the Yanxia Sect. Whatever Ruan Feixia could think of, she could naturally think of. There were many ancient martial art practitioner influences in the series of the three big mountain ranges. The reason why they had always lived in harmony and rarely had any conflicts was because the four big influences kept each other in check. No one could be the strongest.
The series of the three big mountain ranges had been developing for more than a hundred years, and it had always been like this.
However, if this balance was broken, it would be hard to predict the future. This youth was a member of the Wang Clan. His goal was to take revenge and regain the power of the Dafang Sect. If he really succeeded, he would be the Dafang Sect's sect leader. Naturally, he would also be a member of the series of the three big Mountain ranges.
With this young man's talent, he was already so terrifying now. In the future, his cultivation would probably be even more monstrous. Once his strength was unchecked, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't set his sights on other forces in the series of the three big mountain ranges.
To the Yanxia Sect, such a terrifying figure would be a huge threat.
"Master, there has never been such a shocking genius in the series of the three big mountain ranges. His talent and ability, even in those ancient influences that have been hidden from the world for thousands of years, would be outstanding. The series of the three big mountain ranges can't accommodate such a person. If he has a little bit of ambition, I'm afraid …"
Not only was Ruan Feixia's talent in practice outstanding, but she was also very smart. She could think about many things in the long term. If that youth's cultivation was shocking, who could guarantee that he would only guard the power of the Dafang Sect and not attack the other three big influences?
"Since you put it this way, I also think that this youth is not suitable to stay in the series of the three big mountain ranges. However, we are overthinking now. He may not be able to defeat the Jiang Clan and take over the Dafang Sect. Have you forgotten that person …"
The graceful, beautiful woman shook her head. That person from the Jiang Clan was still alive. He could almost be called the number one expert in the series of the three big mountain ranges. Although that youth was talented enough to kill a normal Embryonic Breathing realm strong practitioner, if he were to go against that person, not to mention winning, whether he could escape alive was a problem.
In another ten years, he might have that ability. However, right now, she didn't think highly of Mo Wen. This was because she knew very well what kind of person that mysterious expert from the Jiang Clan was.
However, she didn't understand why that old b * stard from the Jiang Clan was still alive! She had never seen a person live so long.
If he could not die, theoretically, that person could almost break through to the Golden Elixir realm and enter the ranks of the strongest ancient martial arts practitioners.
Ruan Feixia nodded her head and fell silent. She also thought that she was thinking too much. That youth, let alone the future, had a hurdle in front of him that he might not be able to overcome.
Other than the Ghost Physicians Hu Clan and the Yanxia Sect, the other influence of the four big influences, the Cangling Taoist Temple, had naturally sent people over. On a huge mountain rock, seven or eight Taoists stood, holding horsetail whisks in their hands.
Today's battle would decide the future master of the Dafang Sect. As the other three big influences, they naturally attached great importance to it.
In the square, Mo Wen had defeated Jiang Quangui with one blow. His body was enveloped in golden light and he floated in mid-air like a god.
"This little b * stard is so powerful!"
She looked at Mo Wen with a gaze full of pride. That god-like silhouette seemed to be her own.
Ptui!
In the huge pit in the square, Jiang Quangui spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His face was pale. He struggled for a while, but actually couldn't get up. In his body, it was like a fireball was burning, as though it was about to burn him to ashes. He looked at the golden light above his head in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.
He knew that Mo Wen was very strong and could kill a fierce person in the Embryonic Breathing realm. However, he didn't expect that in front of him, he would be so weak that he couldn't even withstand a single blow. They were simply not of the same level of strength.
"All unrelated people, leave the square. Otherwise, don't blame me for starting a massacre."
A cold voice came from the golden light in mid-air, causing everyone to shiver subconsciously. It was as though a wild beast had targeted them, making them feel uneasy.
Mo Wen floated in mid-air, looking coldly at the people of the Jiang Clan below. With a wave of his hand, a streak of golden sword light shot down, instantly covering half of the square. The glaring golden light made it hard for people to open their eyes.
"Retreat, retreat quickly."
Looking at the terrifying golden sword light descending, the shocking power seemed to be able to split an ancient martial art practitioner in the Qi Nucleation realm directly into two halves. The Chen Clan's clan leader's eyes narrowed, and he immediately shouted loudly, ordering the clan members to retreat.
He might not even be able to block a few of such terrifying sword lights, not to mention those ordinary clan members. If they continued to stay in the square, they would definitely end up with heavy casualties and injuries.
They didn't have any enmity with Mo Wen, so they were unrelated people. Naturally, they didn't want to be implicated.
The people of the three big aristocratic families seemed to retreat at the same time, like a tide. The square, which was previously packed with people, had lost more than half of its people in the blink of an eye.
Not only were the people of the three big aristocratic families retreating, but the people of the Jiang Clan were also retreating. They were even more terrified, fleeing for their lives.
However, those golden sword lights seemed to have grown eyes, specifically chasing after the people wearing the Jiang Clan's clothing. Streaks of terrifying sword lights crisscrossed the heavens and the earth, killing dozens of people in an instant. Blood stained the ground, and corpses flew everywhere. However, those who died were almost all people of the Jiang Clan.
Those who were watching the battle all inhaled a breath of cold air. Such ruthless methods. Could it be that Mo Wen was prepared to exterminate the entire clan?
Mo Wen's face was cold. Wang Yinru's miserable ending had completely infuriated him. Moreover, it was mostly because of him that such an outcome had occurred. Under the guilt, his murderous intent was unprecedentedly strong. Once he started killing, he wouldn't show any mercy.
A golden light flashed, and Mo Wen's figure appeared on the ground in the blink of an eye. He looked at Jiang Quangui, who was lying in the pit for a long time, unable to get up. The corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile. He extended his palm, and Jiang Quangui's body flew up, furiously flying towards Mo Wen.
"Old thing, I'll kill you first. Then, I'll see what kind of shocking experts your Jiang Clan has."
A mass of black light condensed in Mo Wen's palm. The terrifying cold Qi seemed to be able to freeze the air. Once Jiang Quangui fell into Mo Wen's hand, he would most likely turn into an ice sculpture.
"Ah! Help …! Patriarch, help … "
Jiang Quangui shouted in fear. Ever since he had become a pinnacle strong practitioner in the Embryonic Breathing realm, he had never felt this way. Who could easily kill an Embryonic Breathing realm practitioner?
"How dare you!"
A deep voice suddenly sounded from the depths of the Dafang Sect. Then, a silhouette, like a fleeting shadow, appeared in the square in the blink of an eye.
Then, a terrifying aura covered the sky and pressed down on Mo Wen. It was like a tornado sweeping across the land. The faces of the spectators, who were hundreds of meters away and thousands of meters away, all turned pale. They were as silent as cicadas in winter.
That aura was enough to seriously injure them just by colliding with them. Exactly what realm was this terrifying person in?
A mass of pale green light transformed into a fist. It was like a mass of things, quietly appearing between Mo Wen and Jiang Quangui. It directly broke Mo Wen's strong and powerful force field, and furiously crashed towards Mo Wen.
Because the force field was broken, the power that was acting on Jiang Quangui's body also disappeared. His body fell down blankly, crashing onto the ground like a dead dog. His image was extremely pathetic.
However, Jiang Quangui heaved a sigh of relief. It was a thousand times better than dying at Mo Wen's hands. The Patriarch had finally appeared. If he had known earlier, he would have directly asked the Patriarch to appear. He would not have been in such a hurry to perform.
The fist that was condensed from the green light arrived in the blink of an eye. It was like a real fist, and not a mass of energy.
Mo Wen did not even blink. With a punch, he directly crushed the green fist into pieces. The terrifying Qi swept across, but his body did not move at all.
"Eh, you have some ability!"
A black silhouette appeared in the square, looking at Mo Wen with some surprise. He was wearing a loose black robe, and there was not a bit of skin exposed on his body. Even his head was covered in the black robe, so his appearance could not be seen clearly.
Obviously, this person was the mysterious Patriarch of the Jiang Clan. (To be continued.)
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