Chapter 681: It doesn't look like there's a problem

The White Family head was exactly like a resentful woman abandoned by Qi Xiong.

Facing his roar, Qi Xiong spoke with a complex expression.

That White Brother.............

Don't call me White Brother, I'm not your White Brother.

This matter is indeed my fault, but my master's uncle really won't go to the Heavenly Feather Imperial Dynasty.

Yu Mo didn't want to go to the Heavenly Feather Imperial Dynasty, so Qi Xiong and the others naturally stood on his side.

Hearing their conversation, the White Family Ancestor also stepped forward with a complex expression.

Everyone, we White Family truly need the Phoenix Blood Spirit Crystal too much, so.............

No more nonsense, if the White Family insists on this, then make your move.

Yu Mo was already too lazy to waste words with the White Family; although along the way the White Family had done nothing out of the ordinary and their attitude had always been amiable.

If anything, it seemed that the Dao Yi Sect had used some underhanded tactics.

But the White Family clung on like a stubborn plaster, and they were indeed annoying.

Furthermore, the Dao Yi Sect and the White Family have no grudge; the White Family wants the Phoenix Blood Spirit Crystal—what does that have to do with the Dao Yi Sect?

Yu Mo didn't want to go to the Heavenly Feather Imperial Dynasty, yet the White Family still tried to force him—everyone has a bit of temper.

Yu Mo's attitude was already clear, but as soon as his words fell, the White Family said nothing, and the gloomy man standing beside the White Family Ancestor was the first to shout angrily.

Impudent.

With his words, a terrifying Great Saint's pressure surged over, but it was quickly canceled out by Yu Mo and the others.

A bunch of Dongzhou barbarians—what right do you have to speak in Zhongzhou?

The gloomy man acted high and mighty, as if he didn't look down on Yu Mo and his group at all; even though there were eleven Great Saints and many Saints present from the Dao Yi Sect, in his view they still weren't worthy of the stage.

Facing this rebuke, Qi Xiong and the others were all startled, their gazes locking onto the gloomy man.

Seeing this, the White Family Ancestor's heart jumped, and he quickly spoke up.

Brother Qin, this is the White Family's affair.

The gloomy man was named Qin Zhen; hearing this, he let out a cold snort.

Huh, wasting words with a bunch of barbarians—just take them down; in Zhongzhou it's not their turn to act arrogantly.

Qin Zhen spoke, and the killing intent in the eyes of the Dao Yi Sect members grew stronger, but from the White Family Ancestor's words everyone also learned that Qin Zhen was not a member of the White Family.

And the White Family Ancestor obviously also knew Qin Zhen's temperament.

As an Elder of the Qingtian Holy Land, Qin Zhen's nature was already arrogant; besides, frankly speaking, the reputation of the Qingtian Holy Land among the human race of Zhongzhou wasn't great either.

The Yunluo Holy Land, the Yaochi Holy Land, and the Qingtian Holy Land are the three great holy lands of the human race in Zhongzhou.

Among them, the Qingtian Holy Land's strength is the weakest of the three holy lands, but its conduct is the most overbearing.

In the view of the Qingtian Holy Land, they are the legitimate orthodoxy of the human race in Zhongzhou.

After all, in terms of history, the Qingtian Holy Land's inheritance is indeed the longest, something the Yunluo Holy Land and the Yaochi Holy Land cannot match.

But this person can't keep living in the past, can he?

Clinging to past glory, never looking at others, acting overbearing—this may also be why the Qingtian Holy Land is gradually declining.

By today, it has already been surpassed by the Yunluo Holy Land and the Yaochi Holy Land.

Even so, the Qingtian Holy Land still refuses to set aside its arrogance, each one still acting as if supreme above all.

This Qin Zhen is exactly a typical Elder of the Qingtian Holy Land.

No longer paying attention to Qin Zhen, the White Family Ancestor looked at Yu Mo, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

Can this matter be negotiated? As long as fellow cultivators are willing to help the White Family obtain the Phoenix Blood Spirit Crystal, the White Family is willing to agree to any request.

It was already considered a deal, but Yu Mo still refused without hesitation.

No need to say more, I won't go to the Heavenly Feather Imperial Dynasty.

Yu Mo absolutely refused to go; seeing this, the White Family Ancestor felt a bit embarrassed, after weighing the options he eventually took the initiative to contact Mu Feiyu.

First, because Yu Mo's relationship with Mu Feiyu is not simple, and Mu Feiyu had already made clear that no harm was to come to Yu Mo in the slightest.

Second, it was also to see if there were any other ways to resolve this.

The White Family Ancestor was indeed crafty and slippery, and nobody wanted to offend him.

The formation connected quickly, and Mu Feiyu's figure appeared within the light curtain.

Empress, it's been a long time since we last saw each other.

But before the White Family Ancestor could speak, Qin Zhen from the side eagerly stepped forward to speak, wearing a smile that looked quite fawning.

However, Mu Feiyu merely glanced at him, didn't even bother to acknowledge him, and then looked at the White Family Ancestor and said.

The person has been found?

Being directly ignored by Mu Feiyu, Qin Zhen's face darkened, and he felt a bit embarrassed.

Meanwhile, the White Family Ancestor had already begun chatting with Mu Feiyu, explaining the whole situation in detail.

Not far away, Yu Mo, although not appearing within the formation's light curtain, hearing Mu Feiyu's voice, his complexion had already become extraordinarily vivid.

Holy shit, it really is that crazy woman.

The urge to flee was intense at this moment, but before Yu Mo could think much, he saw the White Family Ancestor eagerly holding the Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán and walking over.

Brother Yu Mo, the Empress has a few words she wants to say to you—don't worry, it's just through the formation.

The White Family Ancestor was naturally pleased, because just now Mu Feiyu had already promised him that she would trade a piece of Phoenix Blood Spirit Crystal to the White Family.

Although some price would have to be paid, it also meant no need to bring Yu Mo to the Heavenly Feather Imperial Dynasty anymore—this result the White Family Ancestor could fully accept.

But Yu Mo felt uneasy at this moment; after many years, the two met again, and although they were separated by the formation's light curtain, Yu Mo's scalp still tingled.

Without having experienced it, you would never know just how crazy the woman on the other side of the formation could be.

Looking at Yu Mo's liver-colored complexion, Mu Feiyu's eyes flashed with a hint of mad, sickly color, her fiery feelings impossible to conceal.

You are exactly as I imagined, without any difference.

If you have something to say, speak quickly—I won't go to the Tianyu Imperial Dynasty.

I know—I've already gotten the Bai Family to stop.

Then what more do you want?

Guess.

I had expected Mu Feiyu to say something, but in the end she merely gave Yu Mo a mysterious blink, said nothing, and actually cut off the Formation herself.

It appears she isn't trying to pressure Yu Mo at all, but in fact, the more she acts this way, the more uncertain and worried Yu Mo feels.

Because, judging from his knowledge of this unhinged woman, when she acts like this, it means she's completely lost her mind.

Master Uncle, she's not at all like you said.

Qi Xiong and the others nearby also failed to see anything fearsome about Mu Feiyu; it was quite normal, and besides, her stunning looks made them a perfect match no matter how you looked at it.

Only Yu Mo, hearing this, snorted disdainfully—pedantic, immature, still too young.

This woman is surely up to something, and indeed something big.

Annoyed, he flung the Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán back to the Bai Family Elder Ancestor, speaking coldly.

Can we leave now?