cliff,
Ancient pavilion.
The woman's voice was extremely seductive, and her tight red dress accentuated her serpentine figure.
Especially her bewitching face, which makes people tremble with fear—if Xuanling'er's face is holy and flawless, then her face is the exact opposite, extremely bewitching and seductive.
"Ji Meiling, it's been a long time."
Mo Xie smiled and nodded.
This surprised Ji Meiling slightly.
Given Mo Xie's personality, shouldn't he have scolded and berated her?
—Moye's arrogance was not only directed at outsiders, but also at her own people.
Mo Xie entered the pavilion.
now,
Including Ji Meiling, there were four people in the pavilion.
These are his strongest subordinates, all of whom are top-tier geniuses of the Divine Palace at the pinnacle of the Grandmaster realm!
certainly,
This is not because Mo Xie has such a strong personal charisma that she can attract geniuses to submit.
Rather, it's because... these individuals are all "problem" youths.
Mo Xie sized up the group, her lips pursed slightly.
Ji Meiling goes without saying; with that bewitching and seductive aura, she's clearly not a good woman.
"Boss Moye, it's been so long!"
The fat man who greeted us was named Ao Fang. He was quite talented, but he had some mental issues.
To put it simply... he was the one who snatched the woman's undergarment back.
"Moye, I have a feeling lately that someone wants to harm me."
A young man shrouded in darkness spoke, saying his name was Guiying, and he was a Shadow Demon.
That's right, it's the guy who always takes the blame for Mo Xie.
His mental state is quite clear—it's a case of paranoia.
He's been taking the blame for me for so many years, maybe it's not just paranoia but that someone really wants to harm him?
Mo Xie coughed. "That's not true. You're my subordinate, Mo Xie. Who would dare to harm you?"
Gui Ying nodded, moved. "Mo Xie, as expected, only you wouldn't harm me."
Mo Xie looked at the last person, who stood with his hands behind his back on the edge of the cliff.
He was dressed in white, a rare sight in the demon realm, and the cliff wind made his clothes flutter wildly, making him look quite flamboyant.
Mo Xie greeted him, "Sima Tian, how have you been?"
"Life is as lonely as snow..." Sima Tian sighed, turned around, and said, "With my talent, how could I, Sima Tian, associate with a bunch of people like you?"
Of the people present, he was the only one who did not voluntarily join this small organization—the Sima family was the maternal family of Mo Xie's mother, and Sima Tian was ordered to pledge allegiance to Mo Xie.
"A self-important madman, a flirtatious succubus, a stupid and foolish pig, a coward who clings to life..."
Sima Tian waved his folding fan and walked into the pavilion with a sneer.
This is the most arrogant person in their little group...
Mo Xie was speechless.
"I understand... Could it be that you're trying to harm me?"
Gui Ying's lips trembled as she looked at Sima Tian warily. "The traitor is right next to me?!"
Sima Tian angrily retorted, "Who wants to harm you? Don't flatter yourself!"
"You bastard, do you want to fight?!"
Ao Fang, neck stiff, glared at Sima Tian and shouted, "Who are you calling arrogant?!"
Moye: ...
Ji Meiling: ...
Guiying: ...
Sima Tian remained silent, then shouted, "Shut up, you stupid pig! I'm ashamed to speak with you!"
Ao Fang was startled at first, then said in a deep voice, "Sima Tian, although we are both under the command of Boss Mo Xie, we are not so close that you would call me by my childhood name, are we?"
Sima Tian's aloof and arrogant persona completely crumbled, and he angrily exclaimed, "Utterly ignorant! Utterly ignorant! What kind of people are these?!"
"Oh……"
Ji Meiling, leaning against the pavilion pillar, chuckled.
Now you know why she joined this little group, right?
—Because everyone else would covet her beauty, but the people in this small group would not.
If Mo Xie knew what she was thinking, she would suddenly realize: No wonder you're not so different... So you're a narcissist.
"Enough!"
Mo Xie shouted.
The scene quieted down.
While no one respected this arrogant fellow, they still held a certain amount of awe for his strength.
Mo Xie sat down in the pavilion. "I didn't call you here to talk nonsense."
"Let me be frank, I want to unify the temple and become its divine son!"
There are two conditions to become a temple's chosen one: first, win first place in the temple's grand competition three months later; second, obtain the support of more than 90% of the disciples' votes.
First, Mo Xie is very confident in her current strength, so she doesn't need to consider it.
The second point is a bit more difficult.
Leaving aside the neutral "unaffiliated cultivators," to gain the support of 90% of the disciples, it would be necessary to conquer the forces of Lange, Guli, Chisha, and their vassals.
The four of them remained silent for a few moments.
Ji Meiling shook her head and said, "That's difficult."
Ao Fang patted his stomach and burst into laughter, "Hahahaha... Boss Mo Xie, it's rare to see you joke like this, it's hilarious!"
Gui Ying said with heartache, "You actually used someone else to kill me... Mo Xie, given our friendship, would you really want to harm me?!"
Situ Tian nodded and said, "Finally, you've done something worthwhile! Conquering those three guys is a piece of cake for me, but... it might be a different story with you guys in tow."
Mo Xie waved his hand helplessly, "Then let's talk about the current situation of the various forces within the temple."
Ji Meiling looked at Mo Xie, her foxy eyes narrowing slightly. "Mo Xie, are you serious?"
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