"Elder Bai, I would like to trouble you to cover this place with the power of the world. I have something to say."
Upon hearing this, Bai Mofeng dared not delay. With a flick of his wrist, the two of them arrived at an antique-style teahouse.
The air was filled with soothing ancient melodies, and several women dressed in traditional Chinese style danced gracefully on the stage, making them quite eye-catching.
"Ahem... This is the prototype of my world. Su Bai, just take a look and don't take it too seriously..."
Seeing this, Bai Mofeng's face flushed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the women disappeared.
"Hey, old man Bai, I'm hearing a tune from a brothel. Are you trying to corrupt my apprentice?"
He Yaowu joked.
Bai Mofeng's face darkened. Usually, he was quite eloquent, but now he didn't know what to say.
"Let's get down to business."
Su Bai said in a deep voice.
"What I'm going to talk about is the intelligence I gathered during my investigation."
Over the next half hour, Su Bai told the two all the information he had obtained from Mo Xunxue in the human ruins.
"In other words, during the ancient era, our human race left behind ten preachers to lead our human race to revive ten thousand years later."
Bai Mofeng said in a deep voice.
"The Ice Spirit Root has appeared. This is something that only exists in novels. It seems that what Mo Xunxue said is true."
"After all, there are very few people in the same realm who can even exchange a few blows with Su Bai. Moreover, someone who is a realm lower than Su Bai and still managed to escape, this Mo Xunxue is very likely following the cultivation path of the ancient times..."
He Yaowu Dao.
“Su Bai, since you have mentioned it, you must already have a guess about where these preachers are located.”
Bai Mofeng frowned and looked at Su Bai.
Su Bai glanced at him expressionlessly and slowly uttered two words.
"Ancient martial arts".
"good!"
The sound of He Yaowu slapping his thigh loudly came over.
“These ancient martial arts families have always stood at the pinnacle of our human race because of their cultivation techniques. Considering Mo Xunxue’s situation, it’s not hard to guess that they have a cultivation path from the ancient times.”
"Only in this way could they produce a large number of powerful individuals in a short period of time after the spiritual energy revival, thus establishing their position!"
"As long as we target these families, we will surely be able to find one or two martial artists who survived from the ancient era... or rather, cultivators would be more suitable!"
"Su Bai, do you have any ideas?"
Bai Mofeng seemed to have thought of something, and his gaze towards Su Bai flickered.
"The Tang family."
"Hahaha, you little brat, you're thinking the same thing as me. You're looking for people while seeking revenge. Your direction is clear. However... you're not strong enough right now, but if I send in a few more people, that should be enough."
"However, if we take this approach, this intelligence will be leaked. Su Bai, what are you thinking? Tell me, and I'll stand up for you!"
He Yaowu laughed.
"For the sake of humanity, this intelligence can be circulated," Su Bai said solemnly.
"I understand what you mean, you mean to find some reliable people, I get it, I get it."
"But these ancient martial arts families all have their own separate domains, so there's no reason for us to go there."
"Tang San from the Tang family asked me to visit the Tang family in a month. That's a good reason."
Bai Mofeng said.
"Then what are we waiting for? One month from now, we'll take down the Tang family and be done for!"
"As preachers, to disregard the survival of our human race for personal gain is a crime deserving of death!"
He Yaowu said coldly.
The three then discussed some details before hanging up the phone.
"By the way, Su Bai, what's your physique?" Bai Mofeng asked.
"It is recovering and will be back to its peak in a few days."
That's good.
Thump thump thump ~~~
At this moment.
A knock came from the outside.
"Su Bai, I am Mo Yanqing."
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