The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

To everyone's surprise, Mo Xinren actually took the initiative to extend an olive branch to Gu Yi, and judging from his sincere attitude, he didn't seem to be joking.

"If you could just back out now, I might consider it."

Gu Yi shook his head with his hands behind his back, somewhat reluctantly agreeing.

Seeing this, everyone was speechless.

For a low-level cultivator in the third realm to speak so arrogantly...

"So there's no room for negotiation?"

Mo Xinren smiled slightly, as if he didn't take it to heart.

"It's not that there's absolutely no room for negotiation."

Gu Yi pointed to the group of high-ranking members of the Hundred Refinements Sect behind him, glancing sideways at them: "Go ask these old guys, they'd love to put up banners to welcome you."

"Just like you said, a wise person knows when to yield."

"Anyway, I can't be this 'hero'."

Gu Yi curled his lip and continued sarcastically, "But they can. After all, Wanxiong and Bailian are inseparable; Bailian Pavilion is Wanxiong, and Wanxiong is Bailian Pavilion..."

"The heroes and outstanding talents in the Hundred Refinements Pavilion are so numerous that you can't count them even with two hands and two feet!"

Upon hearing this, some of the high-ranking members of the Hundred Refinements Sect, who already had dark expressions, turned ashen with anger.

So many years have passed...

When was the last time someone openly or secretly insulted and spoke ill of you like this?

This is something that hasn't been seen in hundreds of years!

A mere junior, an ant that could be crushed with a stomp of the foot... dares to spread rumors and confuse right and wrong here?

The Hundred Refinements Pavilion is a dominant force in the region.

Those at the top enjoy immense wealth and honor, basking in the esteemed position of teachers and enjoying unparalleled prestige.

In their eyes, they were all exceptionally powerful individuals, one in ten thousand, and of immeasurable value! How could they allow a mere junior to slander them in public?

In fact, since these high-level cultivators who have undergone hundreds of refinements were able to ascend to the other shore and attain the status of great supernatural powers, they must have had extraordinary character and spirit.

If one were not forced into a corner, why would one easily give up?

Do you really think that just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can become the leader of the Hundred Refinements Pavilion?

The fact that they passed the rigorous internal screening process is proof of their capabilities!

Perhaps some people have gone astray in terms of character, but their original intentions were good. Their starting point was to think about the Hundred Refinement Pavilion and to further promote and develop it. For this reason, they did not hesitate to abandon the ideals passed down by Wanxiong, just to make the sect stronger!

Unfortunately, one wrong step leads to another...

In conclusion, it wasn't that these high-ranking members of the Hundred Refinements Sect wanted to subdue the Desert Bandits; rather, the oppressive atmosphere emanating from the Wilderness Clan was simply too overwhelming. There was no better way to preserve the sect than to do so.

In other words, even the three returning Ancestors of He Nian were helpless against the Desolate Clan, let alone these insignificant old fellows.

"How can a few useless old fogies be worthy of being called 'heroes'?"

Mo Xinren sighed with a hint of regret.

Mo Xinren was truly unique in comparing a rare and powerful individual to an "old and useless" person, completely disregarding the assembled high-ranking members of the Hundred Refinements Sect.

They were repeatedly looked down upon.

Even a clay Buddha has some temper, let alone a powerful and authoritative being with great supernatural abilities.

If Gu Yi was young and arrogant, unaware of his own limitations, and could provoke public outrage with just a few words, then Mo Xinren was like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers, lawless and completely unaware of the true value of the words "great supernatural power," attracting all the firepower on Gu Yi's behalf with just a few words.

And this is precisely the purpose that Gu Yi has been laying the groundwork for!

There's no other way; without giving them a little push, how can we awaken the old guys' lost fighting spirit?

How can we buy him precious time to escape?

He's just a low-level cultivator in the third realm; do you expect him to go to the battlefield and kill enemies?

If the Wilderness Clan were to slap someone, they wouldn't even know how they died!

Moreover, not to mention the Wilderness Clan, the Desert Bandits also possess quite a few powerful cultivators!

Seriously... when did great supernatural powers become so worthless... now they're everywhere...

Seeing that Gu Yi refused, Mo Xinren was disappointed but did not insist.

He has already given him a chance.

After that, whether one lives or dies depends entirely on fate.

In any case, to the best of his ability, Mo Xinren would definitely not let Gu Yi live to see today!

Even those who cannot become partners will never leave behind any hidden dangers.

I would rather let the world betray me than let the world betray me!

This is the life motto that Mo Xinren has always adhered to!

If there is any protest, just kill them.

Even if it's a brother or sister... I would not hesitate!

"I've lost patience with you guys."

Mo Xinren's gaze swept past Gu Yi and looked at the leader of the Hundred Refinement Pavilion, who was also the strongest force in the Hundred Refinement Pavilion at present, Yu Ji Xian Shi, and said indifferently: "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. In the last incense stick's time, your survival or destruction is up to you."

Mo Xinren can give Gu Yi a chance, and he can also give Yu Ji Xianshi a chance.

Yes, he really is such a generous and loving person~

Otherwise, they might collude with the barbarian tribes to usurp power...

His numerous crimes combined were enough to make him an enemy of the five regions.

He didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the Blood Alliance and let tragedy befall him.

The Liao Dynasty, spanning the vast five regions, is filled with countless ancient wonders...

Who knows if there's something even more terrifying than the Wilderness Clan hiding there?

Since the land of the fallen gods appeared, less than 30% of it has been developed!

Countless secrets await discovery.

Everyone knows that a madman has appeared in the Mo family.

But what they didn't know was...

Mo Xinren is just crazy, not stupid!

Why suffer when you can live a carefree and happy life?

If we hadn't been forced into a corner...

How could he possibly kill his father and brother? Those were his beloved relatives, friends, and brothers!

Yu Jixian slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. He looked ahead at the unusually bloodthirsty "jackals and tigers," and his mood calmed down.

"Those who want to leave can go now."

Mikkō Kenshō pondered this decision for a long time, but in the end, he listened to his heart and made this choice, one he would never regret even in death.

"There is still an incense stick's time left. If you want to leave, I will not stop you."

Having finished speaking, the Imperial Sage put his hands behind his back.

He then closed his eyes.

Some people who were beginning to consider leaving quietly observed the actions of those around them.

It's not that they don't want to leave; on the contrary, they want to escape this place of trouble right now.

They were just waiting, waiting for a traitor to pave the way for them.

If things can be peaceful, I will immediately abandon everything and run away.

What honor, what pride...

What could be more precious than one's own life?

It would be a pity to give up now that he has spent half his life cultivating to this level.

Heroes... are so outdated!