Nine Dragons Supreme God

Mo Yunfei was certainly proud, but that was only in Jianye City. If he were to go to the vast imperial city, he would only be an ordinary person.

This is the difference and gap brought about by status and position.

"This is a letter that the head of the family ordered me to deliver."

Sensing Jun Ruma's overwhelming aura, Mo Yunfei didn't dare to look directly into her eyes.

"Well, you go down."

As a result, on the white letter, Jun Ruma spoke casually, as if ordering a servant around.

Although Mo Yunfei was slightly displeased, he still bowed and left.

Perhaps, this is the true scion of a prestigious family.

"As expected, the Mo family couldn't hold back any longer. That old fellow Mo Sheng invited me to the Mo residence tonight to discuss the marriage and the pills." Jun Ruma said with a cold laugh, casually tossing the engraved gold ingot aside.

"Patriarch, be careful, it might be a trap." The old man in black robes had lived for several decades longer than Jun Ruma, and he subconsciously felt a sense of vigilance.

"Does the Mo family intend to set up a trap?" Jun Ruma didn't take it to heart, his eyes full of arrogance: "I am the third young master of the Jun family. Even if the Mo family had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to kill me. Besides, I know that old man Mo Sheng's temperament. He doesn't have the guts or the guts."

"Besides, the Mo family is quite sincere in offering gold as a token of their trust." Jun Ruma sneered. If it were an ordinary person, such a large piece of gold would be enough to live a life of luxury, but what kind of status does Jun Ruma have? Why would he care about it?

"Third Young Master, please be cautious in everything you do," said the old man in black robes. "Let this old servant accompany you tonight."

"That's fine then." Jun Ruma did not refuse, after all, the old man in black robes was his father's personal bodyguard, and protecting him was the old man's duty.

"Senior brother, how have you been lately?"

Just then, a sinister laugh suddenly came from outside the window, causing the old man in black robes to change his expression. His white eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he exuded coldness as he coldly stared at the gray-robed figure that had suddenly peeked in through the window.

The old man in the gray robe had a sinister look on his face, and a strange aura emanated from his body. His face was hideous and ugly, just like that of a ghost.

"You treacherous and despicable villain who betrayed your master and ancestors, and now you've fallen into the demonic path, becoming a lackey of the Blood-Clad Marquis, you are not worthy to call me senior brother!"

The black-robed elder's eyes seemed to hold a deep-seated, blood feud as he looked at the gray-robed elder.

The gray-robed elder chuckled and said, "Senior brother, how dare you utter such righteous words? Aren't you just a lackey of the Jun family now?"

"So it's Senior Ghostly Beast. Meeting you today, Senior Ghostly Beast is indeed unparalleled in style." Jun Ruma's expression remained proud and unchanged, but he slightly clasped his hands in a fist salute to the gray-robed old man, though he couldn't help but be startled.

The demon was even more powerful than described in the data. The person himself was also very strange, like a living evil spirit.

"Third Young Master, although this may be a ploy by the enemy to lure us away from our homeland, this old servant bears the grudge of the massacre of my entire family and has no choice but to avenge it."

The old man in the black robe looked rather grim, caught in a dilemma.

However, the ghost's whereabouts are extremely mysterious, and encountering it is usually incredibly difficult. The old man in black robes really didn't want to miss the opportunity for revenge.

"It's alright." Jun Ruma said dismissively, revealing an arrogance from the bottom of his heart: "I told you, the Mo family can't cause any trouble. I know you have always had a strong desire to avenge this grudge, so that you can be loyal to the Jun family wholeheartedly."

"Thank you for your kindness, Third Young Master!" The old man in black robes bowed deeply to Jun Ruma, then said, "How about letting those guards accompany you, Third Young Master?"

"If I let all those good-for-nothings follow me, wouldn't people think that I, Jun Ruma, am afraid of the Mo family?"

Jun Ruma scoffed at this and said decisively, "Unless the Mo family really wants to fight to the death, I will be fine. Besides, that old man Mo Sheng would never dare to gamble with the entire Mo family."

"Yes, but please be careful in everything, Third Young Master!"

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As Mo Yihan strolled out of the Mo Family Martial Pavilion, he saw Mo Yunfei waiting outside the door.

"How did things go?" Mo Yihan asked casually.

"As instructed by the patriarch, the gold card worth 100,000 spirit stones has been successfully delivered to Jun Ruma."

Mo Yunfei dared not delay and immediately clasped his hands in a fist and reported. In fact, even at this moment, he still felt quite regretful.

That's a full 100,000 spirit stones!

Now, all he asks is for Mo Yihan to be fair in rewarding and punishing.

"Well done." Mo Yihan smiled faintly, staring intently into Mo Yunfei's eyes: "That's 100,000 spirit stones. In the eyes of ordinary Body Refinement Realm martial artists, that's an astronomical figure. Mo Yunfei, you weren't swayed by money this time. You're still loyal to me and the Mo family."

"I, Mo Yunfei, swear to the heavens that my loyalty to the patriarch and the Mo family is as clear as day. If I break this oath, may I die a horrible death!"

Mo Yihan's words were truly loaded with hidden meanings and implications, instantly shocking Mo Yunfei so much that cold sweat poured down his face. In the chaos, he immediately knelt on the ground, his heart pounding wildly, feeling as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.

"Alright." Mo Yihan glanced at Mo Yunfei meaningfully and said, "As the head of the Mo family, I am not one to be indiscriminate in rewarding and punishing. Since you have made a great contribution this time, I will grant you early entry into the first level of the Martial Pavilion, where you can freely borrow and practice any martial arts below the Xuan level."

Can one freely borrow and practice martial arts below the Xuan-level?

For a moment, Mo Yunfei thought he had misheard.

It should be noted that although he is a disciple of the Inner Cabinet, he cannot arbitrarily borrow or read Yellow-grade top-level martial arts techniques.

Those are all cabinet members who have worked tirelessly for the Mo family and made great contributions; only they have this qualification!

It should be noted that although there seems to be only one grade difference between Yellow-grade Upper and Yellow-grade Supreme, Yellow-grade Supreme martial arts are very close to Xuan-grade martial arts. If cultivated to the extreme, it is not impossible to unleash the power of Xuan-grade martial arts!

Mo Yunfei's mood instantly became excited, and the trace of regret in his heart vanished. At the same time, he felt a sense of relief and lingering fear.

Fortunately, he eventually handed the letter to Jun Ruma intact, thus gaining the opportunity to enter the Martial Pavilion ahead of schedule.

What's frightening is that he hadn't realized before that Mo Yihan was just testing him!

Thinking about it, it makes sense. Mo Yihan has become the head of the family at such a young age, so he must have something extraordinary about him. How could such an important task be easily handed over to an inner disciple who is only at the Body Refinement Realm?

Thankfully, I wasn't completely stupid!

This also gave Mo Yunfei a new understanding of Mo Yihan.

This person is hiding far more than what is visible on the surface; in Mo Yunfei's eyes, he is like a vast ocean, unfathomable.

But Mo Yunfei was unaware that the reward he received was a hundred or a thousand times more valuable than he had imagined!

Because those were cultivation techniques and martial arts personally modified and reviewed by the Heavenly Pill Emperor!

Its value cannot be measured by a mere 100,000 spirit stones.