Born in an ancient clan, he had enjoyed endless natural resources and treasures since childhood. It was already good that he broke through to the late stage of the Transcendent Realm at the age of more than 200 years old. However, Jiang Zhige, a cultivator from a remote place, was only more than 100 years old and had reached the peak of the Transcendent Realm. He could even easily defeat the strong men in the Myriad Realm? You must know that the later you practice, the harder it is to make progress, and the gap between the cultivation levels will be very large. Bai Ge, who has many spiritual tools and secret treasures and masters many martial arts and magical powers, can barely surpass the ordinary peak of the Transcendent Realm.

Facing a strong man from the Wanxiang Realm, he could only use the secret treasure of his clan to escape.

“Lan Yan! Send a message to the clan and ask them to transfer a few saint-level elders here. Remember not to let old man Gu Ya and my father find out.”

"Sir, but Patriarch Gu Ya said that you should try not to offend that person. If you bring him back to the clan, he might be your right-hand man in the competition for clan leader in the future!"

Lan Yan's heart skipped a beat. Looking at Bai Ge's expression, it was obvious that he was not going to give up.

Bai Ge's expression was grim, and he said in a deep voice: "Now it's not me who offended him, it's him who offended me. How can I, Bai Ge, swallow this breath?"

Putting aside the stunningly beautiful Mo Ziyan, he had never been looked down upon like this since he was a child. If he didn't save some face, his spiritual heart would probably be frustrated.

"That's fine."

Lan Yan sighed inwardly. He was just a follower and didn't have much power to interfere with Bai Ge's decision.

At first, the elders of the tribe asked Bai Ge to go out for training because he had been protected by the tribe since he was a child and had never experienced any hardships. But they never thought that Bai Ge was just traveling along the way, and as soon as he encountered a little trouble, he would notify the strong men in the tribe to come and help.

On the other side, Jiang Zhige and Mo Ziyan had also walked to the entrance of the Fengyun venue.

Jiang Zhige looked serious and told Mo Ziyan, "Girl, after the Fengyun Conference is over, you must stay at Baiyun Peak and practice hard. Do you understand?"

Although he knew that Bai Ge had an extraordinary identity, Mo Ziyan had finally been able to go out, and no matter how much trouble he would encounter afterwards, he would accompany Mo Ziyan to complete the three-day Fengyun Club.

"Oh, Master, don't mention training. The Fengyun Conference isn't over yet!"

Mo Ziyan pouted her lips slightly. At least before she went back, she wanted to immerse herself in the entertainment industry.

"You're twenty years old after all, why are you just thinking about playing?"

Jiang Zhige shook his head and sighed. He took out the black iron mask and put it on again, then took the lead and left.

He had taken off the mask while talking to Old Man Guya, and was in a hurry to come back to stop Mo Ziyan from mortgaging the silver silk inner armor, so he forgot to put the mask back on.

Mo Ziyan still showed no sign of guilt, and followed Jiang Zhige quickly with a smile.

"The Bai family of the Feather Clan, since they are an ancient clan with an immortal master in charge, why don't I have any impression of them?"

"You are too inexperienced, so naturally you have no impression of it. The Feather Clan was wiped out hundreds of years ago. It seems that it was the work of the Demon Emperor."

"Yes, it is said that it was the first shocking and tragic crime committed by the Demon Emperor. It not only made the world know of his cruel reputation, but also let the world know that he had the ability to kill the Immortal Venerable of the Questioning Mysterious Realm."

"Looking at the situation, could it be that the Demon Emperor wanted to exterminate the entire Feather Clan because of Fairy Ziyan?"

Everyone in the hall was whispering, all of them were confused.

If Jiang Zhige was possessed by the devil for Mo Ziyan, and also wanted to kill the entire Yu clan for Mo Ziyan, why would Mo Ziyan, as the beneficiary, help them to kill Jiang Zhige? Even if Mo Ziyan knew right from wrong and thought that Jiang Zhige was a disaster to the world and deserved to die, with her personality, she would at most not save Jiang Zhige, and would never come to Zhengyang Temple in person.

Listening to the discussions of the people in the hall, Mo Ziyan became more and more flustered. She was not quite sure before. Could it be that Jiang Zhige really became the Demon Emperor who wanted to be killed by everyone just for her?

Mo Ziyan was ungrateful for taking care of Jiang Zhige for more than ten years, and actually went to Zhengyang Temple to surround and kill Jiang Zhige. He deserves to die even more than the rumored cruel and bloodthirsty Demon Emperor Jiang Zhige.

Kui Mo Zi Yan was still thinking at the beginning that even if she cleared up the misunderstanding with Jiang Zhige, she would never be able to forgive Jiang Zhige for the slap in the face.

Now that I think about it, Jiang Zhige only misunderstood me for a moment, but I misunderstood him for nearly a thousand years.

As heartbroken as I was back then, Jiang Zhige was a thousand times more heartbroken.

"Master, Zi Yan was wrong."

Mo Ziyan lowered her head and cried, not daring to look at Jiang Zhige who was kneeling in the middle of the hall.

In the past, she only thought about getting her love reciprocated, and never thought that in Jiang Zhige's eyes, she was just a disciple and it was impossible for him to respond to her love.

Now, a thousand years have passed, and the relationship between master and disciple, who should have had a deep affection, has become unrelatable because of her selfishness and misunderstanding.

Jiang Zhige was right back then. He was indeed a traitor. Not only did he have improper thoughts about his master, he also arrogantly misunderstood his master for a thousand years.

If he could live his life over again, Mo Ziyan would rather hope that he could always be just a disciple.

Three days is neither short nor long.

Mo Ziyan didn't get to be carefree for long, as it was the last day of Fengyun Club.

On the last day of Fengyun Club, there will be no more auctions, and trading of rare treasures will no longer be allowed. Instead, the club will focus on organizing activities and allowing for real fun.

After so many years of evolution, the Fengyun Society has many entertainment activities, but what the monks miss most is the beautiful scenery of the Fengyun Mountains.

As night fell, thousands of spiritual flowers in the Fengyun Mountains bloomed together, and the petals actually flew into the air one after another.

At this moment, countless petals with faint fluorescent light fluttered in the air, illuminating the entire Fengyun Mountain Range like a full moon.

The evening breeze is no longer cold, but like a spring breeze, bringing with it the refreshing scent of flowers.

At the top of Changping Mountain, Mo Ziyan stood beside the guardrail on the top of the mountain, looking at the beautiful scenery all over the sky, and was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Jiang Zhige sighed and introduced: "Girl, this is Hua Ling Qi Sheng, a scenery that can only be seen in Fengyun Mountains."

The blue spiritual flowers in the mountains can be seen elsewhere, but only the special geographical environment of the Fengyun Mountains can create this phenomenon.

Mo Ziyan came back to her senses after hearing that. She looked at Jiang Zhige and was about to say something when she suddenly noticed that the men and women nearby were in an ambiguous atmosphere, either kissing or holding hands to enjoy the beautiful scenery together.

"Master, what are they doing?"

Mo Ziyan's pretty face blushed. She didn't understand why this group of people would gather together to show their affection. Wouldn't they feel embarrassed in front of outsiders?