It was best that everyone's attention was focused on Yue Lingsha.
Ruoruo gripped the moon silk tightly: "Its strength is low. Even if it wants to do something, Kunlun and Mumu will protect me, so it will be fine. Besides, I'm always worried about Miaomiao. With him here, I can sense Miaomiao's contract and feel more at ease."
Moon Silk is indeed almost at the bottom. Unlike Tongtian, which can suppress Kunlun, Kunlun can't even break its illusion.
Yue Lingsha posed no threat whatsoever. After a brief discussion, Mo Yong and Yan Qingran decided to have Kunlun and the Soul-Destroying Spear keep a close eye on her, and thus let Yue Lingsha go.
Mo Xuanshuang looked left and right, then asked in a simple-minded manner, "What about me? Don't I have any divine artifacts to share?"
Mo Yong sneered: "Take human form first!"
Mo Xuan Shuang immediately became furious and started rolling around on the ground: "But there are no more divine artifacts to share, and my transformation technique is useless. I am the most pitiful little tiger."
Mo Yunlan tapped his head dismissively: "This prince doesn't have any divine artifacts either, but I can still beat you up. There are only eleven divine artifacts in the six realms. If everyone were like you, would everyone stop taking human form?"
"I don't care, I don't care! Father is biased, Mother is biased, Ruoruo is biased!" The little white tiger made a fuss.
Helpless, Mo Yong smashed the Soul-Destroying Spear directly onto him: "If you can take human form within a year and ascend to godhood within ten years, the Soul-Destroying Spear will be yours."
The little white tiger instantly scrambled to its feet and excitedly shouted, "Thank you, Father!"
Yan Qingran quietly tightened her grip on Mo Yong's hand.
Mo Yong's lifespan... is only ten years left?
Ruoruo sidled up to Mo Yunlan and gently tugged at his sleeve: "Second brother, we don't have any more artifacts for you, what should we do?"
Mo Yunlan smiled slightly and lovingly stroked the longbow hidden behind her back: "I have enough for the Thousand Illusion Bow. When I reach the pinnacle of the Great Dao, I will surely infuse it with the principles of the Dao. Perhaps, the Thousand Illusion Bow will one day be promoted to a divine artifact."
He was the most talented among his siblings, and he had the confidence to reach the pinnacle of success.
After all... if he hadn't been mindful of his recent ascension to the Immortal Realm, and hadn't been able to accumulate experience and hone his Dao intent further before ascending to the God Realm, he would already be able to ascend now.
However, becoming a god was not his ultimate goal. The ambition ignited by Ruoruo was not limited to this.
Ruoruo looked at Mo Yunlan with admiration: "Second brother is so amazing."
In comparison, the fourth brother is nothing more than a spoiled brat throwing a tantrum.
During dinner that evening, Ruoruo sighed, "I don't know when my brother will be able to come back. Everyone is here now. As long as my brother comes back, we will be a family reunion."
Mo Yong patted Ruoruo's head and said, "You have to believe in your older brother. He's very capable and will be back with us soon."
Ruoruo nodded obediently, wondering how her older brother was doing in that little world.
Haoran's Little World.
The handsome young man with a cool and aloof face withdrew his longsword from the monster's body, and blood that was so red it was almost black slid down the blood groove on the sword.
"Junior Brother Yu, our senior brothers and sisters from Nanzhi have sent word that we should clean up this place and head over there as soon as possible," a young man shouted.
The young man nodded slightly. He flicked his sword, made a talisman with his fingers, and a burst of spiritual fire burned the corpses of the demons in front of him to ashes.
The young man looked on with envy: "Junior brother's talent in talisman making is truly amazing. He has only been a beginner for half a year, and he can already control level two talismans."
The boy lowered his eyes and walked south without saying a word.
"Hmph, in the end, he's still just a mute with an incomplete Heavenly Soul. No matter how powerful he is, he's still just a fool. Such a talented person is arrogant and disdainful." A young man muttered under his breath, "Why is he worth Senior Brother Li going to such lengths to curry favor with him?"
Senior Brother Li, who had taken the initiative to speak with the boy, glanced at the young man and said, "So what if you're mute? Junior Brother Yu reached the Foundation Establishment stage after only half a year of training. You've been training for ten years, when will you reach the Foundation Establishment stage?"
The young man's face turned bright red. Senior Brother Li flicked his sleeve and chased after the boy, no longer paying attention to those mediocre people who only knew how to gossip.
"Junior Brother Yu, the Haoran Realm is currently under serious invasion by the Demon Clan, and I'm afraid it won't last much longer."
"Fortunately, the once-in-a-century Heavenly Canopy is about to open, but unfortunately your cultivation level is below the Golden Core stage. I'm afraid even with your high talent, you won't be able to get a ticket to the Heavenly Canopy," said Senior Brother Li.
The boy turned his head, his glass-like eyes looking at him quietly. Senior Brother Li said sincerely, "My Li family can allocate a spot to you. As long as Junior Brother Yu arrives in the Great World and is willing to join a sect affiliated with my Li family, participate in the sect competition to obtain a name, and acquire resources for my Li family, that will suffice."
The boy gently shook his head, refusing.
He had important business to attend to and didn't want to get entangled with them any further.
Senior Brother Li watched as he unconsciously reached out and touched the black jade openwork bell hanging from the sword tassel, and a thought struck him: "Junior Brother Yu, the sect to which my Li family belongs is the number one sect in the Great World. If you can win first place in the sect competition, you might be selected as a core disciple. With the sect's protection, if you want to find someone, it's just a matter of saying a word."
A gentle breeze blew by, causing the black jade bell on the sword tassel to flutter. The bell's apex struck the wall, producing a not-so-crisp sound.
The green bell core showed a slightly withered yellow color, its dry surface clumped together, making it impossible to discern the material. The sound was extremely faint, yet it added a touch of brilliance to the boy's calm eyes.
Do you think we should let him go?
The bell lay motionless in his palm.
But the boy nodded to Senior Brother Li, which was his way of agreeing to the matter.
Senior Brother Li was overjoyed: "Junior Brother, rest assured, the sect affiliated with the Li family is affiliated with the Danhui Qingmeng in the cultivation world. It has great power and will definitely be able to help Junior Brother find people in various realms."
The boy gripped the bell tightly, but he didn't know who he was looking for.
I only vaguely remember the noisy chattering, meowing of cats, and howling of tigers.
The boy thought that perhaps the person he was looking for was passionate about raising all kinds of animals.
In the Immortal Realm, Ruoruo suddenly sneezed. Yan Qingran reacted quickly, grabbing a fluffy cloak and putting it on Ruoruo: "It's getting colder, wear more clothes."
"Mom, I'm not cold..." Ruoruo said helplessly, "I've already reached the Golden Immortal level, I won't be affected by the outside temperature."
Yan Qingran looked at her adorable daughters in the fluffy fox fur and immediately fell in love with them: "It's okay, they're not hot in these clothes, and they look so cute."
Her mother had clearly just made up an excuse to dress her up for fun, so Ruoruo could only sigh and let her mother do as she pleased.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, news from Haoran Realm has arrived." Luo Jin presented a jade slip.
Ruoruo hurriedly urged Yan Qingran to open it, wanting to see how her brother was doing.
"Haoran Small World has been invaded by the demon race, who want to close the sky curtain and slaughter people to become demons." Yan Qingran frowned slightly.
Ruoruo's excited expression froze instantly, her fists clenched, her face as cold as ice: "I want to go and pick up my elder brother myself! No one can ruin his journey home."
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