Considering some past events, Qin Potian nodded in agreement, then turned and led the group toward the mountaintop.
From beginning to end, Chu Mo silently followed behind his master without saying a word.
Whether to face them as a disciple of the Xuantian Sect or as the leader of the God-Slaying Alliance depends on the situation.
However, he was never stingy with the respect that was due.
This is, after all, my master's sect, and now we have fulfilled one of his wishes.
therefore.
Not only did all the important members of the alliance come out to greet them, but the sides of the road were also lined with disciples who were waiting to welcome them.
The scale of the event and the liveliness of the scene were so grand that an outsider might have thought they were welcoming a celestial being descending to earth.
This moment.
The entire Godslayer Alliance was filled with cheers and excitement, creating an extraordinary atmosphere.
Those visiting Xuantian Sect disciples immediately looked on with pride and honor.
When have they ever been treated with such respect when they were being chased and beaten?
One word: awesome!
He saw so many powerful beings undergoing tribulation smiling and bowing at him.
Zeng Zihui's inner thoughts can be summed up in just four words: "Fuck, that's awesome!!"
This instantly dispelled his dissatisfaction with Chu Mo; this junior apprentice was quite polite after all!
His gaze swept across the welcoming crowd, then he suddenly smiled and asked Qin Potian:
"I wonder which one you are, Junior Nephew Chu Mo?"
Upon seeing such a young man address their young master as his junior disciple, the faces of the tribulation cultivators instantly darkened.
However, since the other party was a fellow disciple of the alliance leader, they couldn't retaliate.
But Wu Sansi didn't care about any of that and directly rebuked him with a cold face:
"And who are you, brat? How dare you address my young master like that?"
"Hehe, I am the Holy Son of your young master's sect. According to seniority, I am at least his senior uncle. Is it not too much to call him that?"
Zeng Zihui smiled arrogantly, looking smug and self-satisfied.
He remained calm.
The fact that Chu Mo greeted them with such formality shows that he has great respect and respect for the sect.
But he himself was the sect's holy son and the future sect leader of Chu Mo!
At that time, even the God-Slaying Alliance... will have to listen to us!
This makes him so excited just thinking about it!
Unfortunately, they didn't know that Chu Mo didn't even have this idea in his mind.
In his heart, only the people from Lingyin Village were the true members of the Xuantian Sect.
As for these people, they should be sensible and acknowledge that they are all from the same sect.
otherwise……
I am the leader of the God-Slaying Alliance!
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