Nine Dragons Supreme God

"My name is Murong Jiamo. Please, Patriarch Mo, have some tea."

Murong Jiamo rose with a smile and personally poured tea for Mo Yihan.

Even though Murong Jiamo's attitude was very polite, he did not show even the slightest bit of hostility.

With Mo Yihan's keen eye, he could naturally see that this person was far more complex than he appeared on the surface.

His tea-pouring posture and technique were very particular, paying attention to every detail with meticulous care.

"Young Master Murong, you brought me here for more than just tea, didn't you?" Mo Yihan asked coldly and indifferently.

"Since Patriarch Mo is being so direct, then Jia Mo will not hold back either."

Murong Jiamo smiled and said, "The head of the Mo family comes from the Mo family and is now the head of the Mo family. He must know about the hundreds of years of grudges between the Mo family and the royal family of Cangyi Kingdom."

"Now that the Mo family is so weak, the head of the Mo family should know that the royal family of Cangyi Kingdom has been pulling the strings and doing dirty work behind the scenes."

"Indeed, this tea is fragrant and mellow, with a hint of sweetness amidst its bitterness. It is truly a tea that excels in color, aroma, and taste, and deserves to be called a fine tea."

Although Mo Yihan praised the tea, his face was cold and stern: "The tea is good, but I wonder if the person who brewed it is as refreshing and sweet as the tea itself, pure and pleasing to the eye?"

"It seems Patriarch Mo is also a connoisseur of tea." Murong Jiamo laughed heartily. "Qing Jingyi wouldn't presume to say so, but please rest assured, Patriarch Mo, Jiamo is by no means your enemy, for we all share a common enemy."

"However, how credible are Young Master Mo's words?" Mo Yihan asked calmly, his expression unchanged.

A faint smile still lingered on Murong Jiamo's face: "Since we want to gain the trust of Patriarch Mo, Jiamo will naturally not hide his true identity."

Mo Yihan's eyes flashed, and he said, "Tell me your purpose in befriending me."

Mo Yihan's decisiveness and wisdom made Murong Jiamo smile even more: "The world of Shan Hai Realm is divided into three, but it will surely be unified in the future. As the saying goes, heroes emerge in troubled times. Jiamo has high hopes for Patriarch Mo. Are you interested in joining Jiamo's ranks and achieving great things?"

"Jia Mo can assure Patriarch Mo that the three kingdoms will be unified under Jia Mo's leadership in the future. Currently, the territory of Cangyi Kingdom belongs to Patriarch Mo, who will be second only to one person and above all others."

Murong Jiamo's words revealed a carefree attitude, but also hinted at his ambition to unify the Mountain and Sea Realm.

"Is that all you aspire to?" Mo Yihan's dark eyes revealed a hint of disdain.

To unify the world of mountains and seas, his ambition was so great that it made ordinary martial artists secretly gasp.

But in Mo Yihan's eyes, how could the small Shan Hai Realm possibly catch his eye?

"How dare you! Even though you became the head of the Mo family at the age of sixteen, you cannot be disrespectful to the Second Young Master. In the Second Young Master's eyes, how could a mere head of the Mo family be worthy of his attention?"

"The patriarch's recruitment of you is an honor. In the Second Young Master's eyes, you are nothing but a frog in a well!"

The woman in red, standing quietly behind Murong Jiamo, had a clear, cold gaze and a murderous look on her face as she rebuked Mo Yihan.

The woman in red was the one who lured Mo Yihan out of Jianye City.

Her hair was styled in a high bun, her skin was as smooth as jade, her teeth were like pearls, her neck was like a cicada's, and her figure was both graceful and voluptuous, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

If frost is like a snow lotus in an iceberg, it is cold yet beautiful.

The woman in red is like a rose in the flames, fiery and full of vitality, yet possessing an ethereal beauty.

However, Mo Yihan was so experienced, knowledgeable, and discerning that he had never seen any fairy-like beauties.

In his eyes, how could he not regard Murong Jiamo and the woman in red as frogs in a well?

"If you disrespect the head of the family again, I will kill you!"

As soon as the woman in red finished speaking, a chilling aura spread out, and the entire air seemed to freeze into ice.

Ning Shuang's figure appeared behind Mo Yihan at some point, her face as cold as unyielding ice, coldly staring at the woman in red.

Although the woman in red was also at the early stage of the Spirit Mansion realm, Mo Yihan could vaguely sense that there was at least one expert at the middle stage of the Spirit Mansion realm and one expert at the late stage of the Spirit Mansion realm hiding in the shadows.

If Mo Yihan hadn't taken the Soul-Enhancing Powder beforehand, he certainly wouldn't have been able to sense it, given his physical cultivation level.

This also gave Mo Yihan a new understanding of the power behind Murong Jiamo.

Deep within Mo Yihan's eyes lay a startlingly sharp glint.

Although his expression remained calm, a sense of vigilance had already arisen within him.

The opponent's strength was far beyond what he and Ning Shuang could contend with, and he was ready to use the Smoke Pill and Poison Pill in his pocket at any time.

Seeing that Mo Yihan remained unmoved by Hongyan's sharp words, Murong Jiamo waved his hand, took a small sip of tea, and then slowly placed the teacup on the white stone table, a smile still on his lips.

“Master Mo, being a person is actually like brewing tea. The difficulty in brewing tea lies in the fact that if it is not brewed properly, the foam will float on the surface, and if it is brewed too properly, the tea will sink.”

Mo Yihan couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

Murong Jiamo, who was only in his early twenties, actually taught him how to be a person.

"Tea tasting is about purity, respect, tranquility, and authenticity. Young Master Murong's aura of violence and hatred is a bit too heavy." Mo Yihan drank the tea in his cup in one gulp.

In his past life, he used the tea ceremony to understand the way of life; in this life, he regards the tea ceremony as utter nonsense!

"It is precisely because of the heavy aura of violence within me that I need to drink tea," Murong Jiamo said with a light laugh, though a ripple of emotion stirred within him.

Mo Yihan was even more unfathomable than he had imagined!

"If Young Master Murong truly possesses the strength and resources to overthrow the Mountain and Sea Realm, then our relationship should only be one of cooperation."

Mo Yihan said calmly, "Don't worry, if you succeed, the entire Mountain and Sea Realm will be yours. At that time, even if Young Master Murong becomes the king of the Mountain and Sea Realm, my Mo family will not be under your control."

This is already the biggest concession Mo Yihan has made.

Even from this glimpse, the power behind Murong Jiamo is indeed remarkable.

For a nation, the Mo family's current strength is indeed too weak, and they need assistance.

Mo Yihan's temporary concession was not only due to the weakness of the Mo family, but also because his current cultivation level was too weak.

At times like these, one must temper one's sharpness.

When they rise to power, the Murong family will surely bow down and submit!

"Since Patriarch Mo has spoken, then let's make this decision amicably."

Murong Jiamo remained calm, stood up again, and filled Mo Yihan's teacup to seven-tenths full, his smile unchanged.

“However, I haven’t seen any sincerity from Young Master Murong yet.” Mo Yihan did not drink the tea, but stared coldly at Murong Jiamo.

Murong Jiamo chuckled and said, "Patriarch Mo, if I were to reveal the secret agents hidden within the Mo family, wouldn't no one dare to work for me in the future?"