Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

At this moment, an unexpected voice echoed in the room: "Yuquan, if you can't even handle such a small matter, it's a waste of our training. Moshang, I didn't expect you to give us a surprise. Is this the legendary immortal sword you accidentally obtained? Leave the sword to me and I will spare your life. Otherwise, the Black Feather Palace will be wiped out today."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a massive flying boat slowly approaching in the sky. Aboard the boat stood a group of mysterious men in black robes, led by a gloomy old man whose eyes revealed endless greed and cruelty.

Mo Shang looked up at Fei Zhou, his expression becoming serious. He tightly gripped the Flowing Light Slashing Shadow Sword in his hand and said, "Holy Martial Immortal Sect?"

The old man sneered: "Hmph, Mo Shang, you do have some knowledge. If that's the case, then hand over the sword obediently. Perhaps I can still protect you and the Black Feather Palace."

Mo Shang shouted angrily, "You're dreaming! This sword is mine, how could I give it to someone else so easily?"

The old man's face darkened and he said, "If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the wine. Bring it to me!"

Following his command, the mysterious people on the flying boat jumped down one after another and attacked Mo Shang. Each of these people was extraordinary in skills and had deep internal strength. For a moment, Mo Shang was surrounded by them.

Mo Yu flew over and stood beside Mo Shang. "Dad, they are the seventh, eighth, and ninth elders of the Shengwu Immortal Sect. They are all at the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Stage and are only one step away from entering the Unity Stage. Their strength should not be underestimated. But my sister said she will take action at the critical moment."

Hearing this, Mo Shang felt relieved.

They slowly descended from the flying boat, their powerful aura overwhelming the entire crowd. The Seventh Elder stared at Mo Shang coldly with a sinister look in his eyes and said, "Boy, don't make a mistake. Hand over the sword obediently, and perhaps I'll spare your life."

The Eighth Elder crossed his arms, his face full of disdain: "Why waste time talking to him? Just grab it directly."

The Ninth Elder remained silent, but the greed in his eyes was evident.

Mo Yu said angrily, "Three elders, you are bullying the weak. Aren't you afraid that it will spread and ruin the reputation of the Shengwu Xianzong?"

The Seventh Elder snorted coldly, "You know us? That won't help. Child, you're still young. You must remember that reputation is nothing compared to immortal treasures! Today, you must hand over this immortal sword, whether you want to or not!"

Mo Shang glared at the three elders and shouted, "The Shengwu Immortal Sect has always been known as a prestigious and upright sect, yet now it has committed such acts of robbery and plunder. Aren't they afraid of being ridiculed by the world?"

The Seventh Elder snorted coldly, "Boy, don't try to pressure us with these high principles. The Immortal Sword is a waste of talent in your hands. Hand it over!"

Mo Shang tightly grasped the Flowing Light Slashing Shadow Sword and said through gritted teeth, "If you want the Immortal Sword, I'll have to die!"

The Eighth Elder said disdainfully, "Hmph, you ignorant brat, you two youngsters think you can keep the Immortal Sword?"

Mo Yu stepped forward and said loudly: "Three elders, given your status and position, you are forcing people like this. Aren't you afraid of being criticized if it gets out?"

The Ninth Elder's eyes were gloomy: "There's no point in talking any more. I'm going to take action first!"

The moment the Ninth Elder attacked, his internal energy roared out like a hurricane. His palms flew, his moves were fierce, and every blow was filled with the determination to kill. Mo Shang and Mo Yu, father and son, quickly stood back to back, concentrating on dealing with the Ninth Elder's attacks.

The Ninth Elder flashed before Mo Shang, his palm thrusting directly into his face. Mo Shang dodged sideways, swinging his sword to block. Seeing this, the Ninth Elder suddenly changed his tactics, attacking Mo Yu. Mo Yu reacted quickly, employing his agility to evade the blow, but the Ninth Elder's attack followed him like a shadow, leaving him no chance to breathe.

Seeing his son in danger, Mo Shang shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand burst into a dazzling light, stabbing towards the Ninth Elder. The Ninth Elder had to turn around to deal with Mo Shang's attack and temporarily let Mo Yu go.

For a moment, the internal energy between the three surged, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart. The Ninth Elder's attacks became more and more ferocious. Mo Shang and his son could only hold on, beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads.

The Ninth Elder snorted coldly, his internal energy surging once again. He unleashed a mysterious technique, a strange glow emanating from his body. He formed seals with his hands, and a powerful force gathered in his palms, forming a ball of energy that fiercely slammed towards Mo Shang and his son.

Mo Shang's eyes focused, and he poured all his internal energy into the sword. The sword shone brightly, and he swung it hard. A stream of sword energy whizzed out and collided with the energy ball.

"boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and smoke filled the air. Mo Yu took the opportunity to draw the Qingming Haoyue Sword and attack. He rushed towards the Ninth Elder with lightning speed, sword light flashing in all directions, trying to disrupt the Ninth Elder's rhythm.

The Ninth Elder dodged Mo Yu's attack by leaning sideways, and with a backhanded move, a powerful force pushed Mo Yu back several steps.

"Another immortal sword? The Black Feather Palace must have found some relics. Old Nine, capture him alive!" The Seventh Elder was extremely jealous when he saw Mo Yu's sword clearly.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Mo Yu's mouth, but his eyes remained firm and he rushed forward again.

Mo Shang was not willing to be outdone. He cooperated with Mo Yu, one attacking and the other assisting, and engaged in a fierce battle with the Ninth Elder.

The Ninth Elder was secretly surprised. He hadn't expected these two mid-stage Spiritualization juniors to be so formidable. He roared angrily and increased the intensity of his attack, vowing to take them down in one fell swoop.

The battle intensified, the entire field riddled with holes from the powerful impact. Mo Shang and his son gradually lost their strength, but they gritted their teeth and fought tooth and nail against the Ninth Elder's attacks.

The Ninth Elder's attacks became more and more ferocious, and each move carried a deadly threat.

Mo Shang was breathing heavily, his hand trembling slightly as he gripped his sword. He was wounded in many places, his clothes stained red with blood. Mo Yu's condition was not optimistic either. His steps were unsteady, and his face was as pale as paper.

At this critical moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the sky. The Ninth Elder subconsciously looked up, but his movements were slightly slow.

The father and son looked at each other with a look of determination in their eyes. They decided to use up their last bit of strength and make a desperate fight.

Mo Shang once again channeled all his inner strength into the Flowing Light Slashing Shadow Sword, causing it to glow brightly, seemingly igniting. Mo Yu clasped his hands together, muttering something to himself, and exuding a mysterious aura.

The two launched their attacks simultaneously, sword shadows and light sweeping towards the Ninth Elder. The Ninth Elder came to his senses and quickly waved his palm to block.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the powerful impact made all three of them retreat backward. Mo Shang and Mo Yu both fell to the ground, almost losing consciousness.

The Ninth Elder was also thrown back several steps, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He had just regained his balance and was about to strike again when he heard an angry shout from afar: "Enough!"

The Ninth Elder was startled and looked in the direction of the sound...