Above the center line of the Wuliang Mountains, at the boundary between the areas controlled by the Western Heaven and the Southern Heaven, a cloud was quietly floating.

Below the flowing clouds, in a narrow valley, thousands of low-level monks were fighting frantically at low altitude, with swords flashing and sabers flying everywhere. From time to time, monks fell from the sky, rolling around in blood.

In the canyon, tens of thousands of mortal warriors who had practiced martial arts, wearing leather armor and holding knives, were fighting like ants. The sounds of bows and crossbows firing, swords colliding, armor tearing, and bones and muscles breaking could be heard from time to time, and the shrill screams spread all over the place.

Outside the canyon, groups of wild wolves and dogs with red eyes were patrolling back and forth, they couldn't wait for the fighting in the valley to end quickly. After these terrible monks and ferocious warriors left, these wild wolves and dogs would have a good meal.

The relationship between the Western Heaven and the Southern Heaven was not harmonious, which was reflected in the endless fighting and conquests at the border between the lower-level monks and the mortals. In the Wuliang Mountains, at the border between the two territories, countless years of fighting had already devoured countless lives of monks and mortals.

"A large spiritual crystal vein." A young man with a scarlet divine crystal on his forehead on the flowing cloud smiled slightly, "These ants are fighting endlessly for such a small thing. It's really pitiful and ridiculous, but also very interesting."

The girl in a blue dress, with countless halos flowing out of her when she moved, squinted her eyes and laughed, "It's really interesting. Their cultivation is so low, but they fight so lively. I've never seen the battles of these ants before. I didn't expect it to be so interesting."

Gongsun Langlang looked at the distinguished guests with a smile and was in a very good mood.

Just now, they used the technique of returning light to trace the flow of time to replay the entire process of the attack on the Canglan Mountain Mining Supervision Office. The performance of "Eight Diagrams Master Luo Buping" was seen clearly and distinctly by them.

From the moment Luo Hu's surprise attack began, he watched as the mother nest of the Mingjiao clan was split open by the Senluo Sword Talisman, and countless Mingjiao clan warriors were slaughtered like chickens and dogs. However, Luo Buping suddenly appeared, holding up the sky with one arm, and blocked Luo Hu's Senluo Sword Formation and Senluo Sword Talisman...

I just received a message from the head of the Ministry of Personnel's Examination and Reward Department that 'Luo Buping' has been named 'Wuliang Mountain God' and has been given the task of conquering the Wuliang Mountain Range and taking control of the entire Wuliang Mountain.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that these distinguished guests are still staying in Lingjiao Heaven, if Luo Buping can unify Wuliang Mountain smoothly, he, Gongsun Langlang, and even the entire Western Heaven will be able to show up in a big way again.

Hearing the words of the two distinguished guests, Gongsun Langlang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Lord Xiqiao, Lord Lengyue, if you want to watch the fun, there really is some fun to watch. I won't hide it from you, the great master of the Mingjiao clan just had a big quarrel with my father. This time they lost a mother nest, the loss was quite heavy, so..."

After a slight pause, seeing that the attention of the dozen distinguished guests was drawn to him, Gongsun Langlang smiled and said, "So, my father asked me to order the newly appointed 'Wuliang Mountain God' Luo Buping to conquer Wuliang Mountain and control the entire Wuliang Mountain Range."

"Um, Bagua Zhenren Luo Buping?" Leng Yuejun, who was glowing with a faint light, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Gongsun Langlang, you are really brave. He is just a casual cultivator. Although his personal cultivation is... not weak... Do you really dare to let him control this expedition?"

A group of young men and women also looked at Gongsun Langlang, their eyes full of inquiry.

Gongsun Langlang smiled brightly. He said to the distinguished guests in a gentle and elegant manner, "We must definitely take over the Wuliang Mountains. Otherwise, I, the Western Heavenly Court, will have a hard time explaining to that bad-tempered Great Venerable."

A young man with pale golden lines on his skin, which formed dense and mysterious runes and a strong aura of power all over his body, curled his lips and said lightly, "Yes, the Mingjiao people are just a dog of our tribe, but this mad dog is very useful... You Lingjiao Heavenly Court, you can't do anything about them."

Gongsun Langlang nodded and smiled at the young man: "Mr. Xuanhuan is right. As for the Mingjiao clan...what can father do to them? After all, they have lost a mother nest. Therefore, it is only natural to take over the Wuliang Mountains and compensate them with the production of the entire Wuliang Mountains for the next 10,000 years."

Xiqiao Jun, who had a scarlet divine crystal on his forehead, snorted coldly: "However, a casual cultivator... can he deploy troops?"

Gongsun Langlang spread his hands and smiled, "It is precisely because he is a casual cultivator, and I have already had his identity known. If we dispatch the famous generals of the Western Heavenly Court for the sake of a Wuliang Mountain Range, I am afraid it will provoke a full-scale conflict between the Western Heavenly Court and the Southern Heavenly Court."

With a cold laugh, Gongsun Langlang said in a deep voice, "But Luo Buping is different. He is just a casual cultivator, and the heavenly army he is assigned is only the most basic...'nascent body', with limited combat power and destructive power. When the Southern Heavenly Court learns of his identity, they will certainly understand what I mean."

Pointing at the low-level cultivators and mortal warriors who were fighting frantically below, Gongsun Langlang said excitedly: "The main force of this attack will not be the heavenly soldiers and generals, but these cultivators and mortals... You can imagine, if all the cultivators and mortals in the entire Wuliang Mountain Range were mobilized for a full-scale war, what a spectacular sight that would be."

The group of young men and women were stunned for a moment, and then they all became excited at the same time.

They had seen so many heavenly soldiers and generals that they were already bored. Instead, the bloody fights between the low-level monks and mortal warriors below gave them enough freshness. They just watched a play, admiring the madness and barbarity of these ants from a high position. With their status, this was a "pleasure" that they had never experienced before.

The fight between tens of thousands of people was already so interesting. If all the cultivators and mortals in the entire Wuliang Mountain Range were mobilized, the scene would be...

Leng Yuejun laughed a few times, picked up a cup of amber wine and drank it all, then took out a jade pendant from her sleeve and slammed it on the table: "It's really interesting. Wuliang Mountain is so vast, why don't you make a bet? Can Luo Buping unify Wuliang Mountain... or, in how many years can he unify Wuliang Mountain?"

A group of young men and women shouted that it was interesting. They looked at the jade pendant that Leng Yuejun slapped on the table. Everyone's pupils shrank slightly, and then they took out the stakes that could match it and placed bets one by one as if nothing had happened.

Lord Xuanhuan placed a fist-sized golden orb on the table, looked at Gongsun Langlang who was standing silently, and suddenly laughed: "Gongsun Langlang, don't be restrained, come, come, come, place your bets, place your bets too... Wuliang Mountain is so vast, and Luo Buping is just a casual cultivator. I don't believe he can unify Wuliang Mountain so quickly... So, I bet that he won't be able to conquer Wuliang Mountain in ten thousand years!"

Gongsun Langlang was slightly stunned, gritted his teeth, slowly walked to the table, smiled and nodded: "In this case, Langlang will... be bold!"