"All the supernatural powers and magic in the world are under my control."

"This sacred Yin-Yang land has witnessed the three great ancestors of the divine beasts on the ancient moon star; this is their good fortune."

Kuafu pondered silently in his heart.

In fact.

That breath just now was Gu Yuexing's highest divine power and magic. Kuafu had specifically searched for it beforehand and then summoned the three divine beasts to serve him.

"Who exactly is this person?"

Am I really his match?

The Yin-Yang Saint Master looked solemn. He asked himself this question in his heart, which was actually a kind of anxious feeling of grasping at straws when he was in a critical condition.

He could summon the three great ancestors of divine beasts with a single breath; frankly, he couldn't do that at all.

Huo Zhenzhen was also terrified at this moment, her pretty face turned pale, and she was even thinking about how to kill this terrifying being.

Even the seventeen elders at the Mahayana realm died tragically. Could it be that this person's strength is so great that no one can do anything to him?

"Mo Wuxie".

Kuafu turned his gaze to Mo Wuxie and said in a calm voice.

"My purpose in coming here is twofold: first, to bring you into my sphere of influence; and second, to expose the conspiracy of the Yin-Yang Saint Master and his daughter."

"You've seen my strength. Are you willing to follow me?"

He didn't force Mo Wuxie. He wasn't the only one in the world destined for greatness. Even if he was rejected, Kuafu wouldn't feel bad.

This was originally a transaction: he accepted the chosen ones to join the Longevity Cult, and the system rewarded him handsomely.

And at this moment.

Millions of cultivators from the Yin-Yang Holy Land were discussing this amongst themselves, as this mysterious being was trying to recruit Mo Wuxie to follow him.

Therefore, the true nature of the Yin-Yang Saint Lord and his daughter was revealed to the world.

"Who exactly is this senior?"

"Isn't it inappropriate to recruit disciples of our Holy Land so openly?"

The Yin-Yang Saint Lord spoke in an icy voice.

But Kuafu did not reply to him, not because he did not want to, but because the other party was not worthy of his conversation.

At this moment, Mo Wuxie finished his thought, then cupped his hands and looked at Kuafu, saying, "Senior's strength is profound, and I deeply admire you. But may I finish dealing with the matters of the Holy Land first?"

Since this mysterious being came to find him alone, it means that his potential and value in all aspects are enough to surpass the Yin-Yang Holy Land!

How could such a great figure, as lofty as the heavens, fabricate and frame the Yin-Yang Saint Master?

That means that the Yin-Yang Saint Master and Huo Zhenzhen were really plotting against him and even wanted to kill him!

"Of course."

Kuafu sat down on a chair in the square and said casually.

He wanted to see how Mo Wuxie, who always valued emotions above all else, would face the Yin-Yang Saint Master and Huo Zhenzhen.

If the other party forgives the father and daughter.

So.

He would rather kill such a stupid chosen one of destiny with his own hands.

To put it bluntly.

A sycophant will never deserve his appreciation.

Upon hearing this, Mo Wuxie bowed, then turned to Huo Zhenzhen and asked in a slightly cold voice, "Is what you showed me, senior, real?"

He was referring to the celestial scene that Kuafu had created when he arrived at this place.

Huo Zhenzhen took a deep breath, her originally gloomy face instantly turning into a radiant smile, and said, "Junior Brother... don't you believe your senior sister?"

"I only believe what I see." Mo Wuxie clenched his hands and said, "You tricked me into giving away the Thunder God Pill that I had cultivated for countless years, so that I could give it to Chen Rui and then let him awaken the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Body?"

"It's alright."

Mo Wuxie suddenly smiled slightly and said bitterly, "I admit that I, Mo Wuxie, am not good enough for you. It's better that I'm with Chen Rui, since I won't please you or give you surprises often."

Because he was an orphan from a young age, even though he now possesses the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Body that most people desire but cannot attain, he still feels a deep sense of inferiority.

But at that moment, Mo Wuxie's body surged with endless arcs of lightning, and he was bathed in golden lightning, looking like a thunder god.

"But you shouldn't have conspired with Huo Yijian to deceive me!"

"You made me feel warm, and then you put me in an ice cave!"

Mo Wuxie laughed and said, "Huo Zhenzhen, you're really something, you're absolutely amazing."

He smiled.

He laughed maniacally.

A sorrowful laugh.

Tears of laughter streamed down her face!

Upon seeing this scene, Yin Yang Saint Master Huo Yijian's lips twitched a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but then stopped himself.

finally.

Huo Yijian spoke, his voice tinged with anger, "Mo Wuxie, I raised you, and this is the kind of great favor you deserve, only to have you scold your senior sister?"

These words offered some comfort to Huo Zhenzhen, who was initially embarrassed and annoyed.

yes.

This silly boy is his father's adopted son. What right does he have to question me?

Even if what he said is true, then... then he deserves it!

This world is inherently cruel.

We raised him all these years, what's wrong with wanting a Thunder God Pill from him?

I raised him all these years, so what if I lied to him?

Huo Zhenzhen couldn't understand why this silly boy, who always doted on her, would have such a strong reaction.

Shouldn't we be grateful?

This is an act of kindness!

What right do you have to question yourself at this moment, something that is of paramount importance?

Huo Zhenzhen, enraged, said, "Junior brother, I am your senior sister. How can you be so rude and speak to me like that?"

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