Nine Dragons Supreme God

"Speak quickly if you have something to say," Mo Yihan said calmly. Only now could he be sure that this Jackal Mountain was indeed not an act.

"Regarding my joining the Blood-Clad Young Master's ranks..." Hu Langshan hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"As long as you perform well, it's only a matter of time before the Second Young Master takes you in." Mo Yihan said expressionlessly, "Your performance today was indeed quite good. I will put in a good word for you with the Second Young Master when I have the chance."

"Alright, now you can leave with your men. Remember, don't go back to the old lair. Our people will come looking for you when the time comes."

"Yes, I understand!" A hint of joy flashed in Hu Langshan's eyes.

The Blood-Clad Marquis truly lives up to his reputation; today, I've witnessed his prowess firsthand at Hulang Mountain.

Even his Silver Moon Envoy is so powerful; it's unimaginable just how terrifying the Blood-Clad Marquis is.

“My lord, I have another question…” Jackal Mountain hesitated slightly before speaking.

"Ask," Mo Yihan said, his expression unchanged as he stood with his hands behind his back.

Jackal Mountain chuckled and asked, "May I ask, sir, did you deliberately lure that red-striped python here, hoping to use us...?"

"Yes, so what?" Mo Yihan glanced indifferently at Jackal Mountain.

"No..." A bead of cold sweat seeped out, and Hu Langshan said repeatedly, "Since it was you, sir, who saved our lives, then the corpses of the golden-striped pythons all belong to you, sir."

Mo Yihan nodded slightly but did not speak.

Jackal Mountain is indeed very good at dealing with people.

It should be noted that the Red-striped Python is a king-type python and a third-tier ferocious beast. In the eyes of ordinary martial artists, its entire body is a treasure.

Unfortunately, what Jackal Mountain encountered was Mo Yihan.

"Hey kid, what did you say to that scoundrel from Jackal Mountain? Why are they all gone?"

As soon as Mo Yihan's black-clad figure appeared, Lan'er rushed forward and asked impatiently.

Mo Yihan merely glanced at Lan'er indifferently, then ignored her completely, took out a sharp dagger, stabbed it into the corpse of the red-striped python, and extracted the essence from its blood—its vital blood!

After doing all this, Mo Yihan stood up, then frowned slightly: "Aren't you leaving yet? Do you want to stay here and wait to die?"

"Thank you so much for saving my life today, Young Master Mo. May I ask your name so I can repay you in the future?" Princess Linglong said with a charming smile.

When they first met, Princess Linglong thought that Young Master Mo was just an ordinary martial artist.

However, when they met again, the boy displayed his talent and exceptional skills.

This truly impressed even Princess Linglong.

Among the noble families of the Western Regions, there are very few who can do better than Young Master Mo.

Most importantly, the boy's true identity is a mystery.

She was a princess of the Western Regions Kingdom, a title that was enough to intimidate most martial artists and bandits, yet she was still forcibly ordered to be killed.

However, when the bandit leader learned the boy's true identity, he was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

This shows that the power behind the boy made the bandits even more wary.

However, it seems that such a force does not exist in the entire Mountain and Sea Realm.

"Could it be that Young Master Mo comes from a long-reclusive ancient martial arts family?"

Princess Linglong had a guess in her mind.

"I'm sorry, I can't keep you company." Mo Yihan stood up and left.

The past few days infiltrating the Panlong Mountains have yielded considerable gains; they have not only obtained the Pure Yang Grass but have now acquired the essence blood of the Red-striped Python.

This essence and blood is enough for him to cultivate for more than a month.

“Sigh…you…” Princess Linglong was both angry and helpless as she watched the black-clad boy’s departing figure.

It seemed to be the first time she had encountered a setback with a teenager.

"I just want to get what I want, not to save you." A detached voice came from the forest, and the figure of the black-clad youth had already disappeared into the dense woods.

"However, thank you for saving me and Lan'er. I hope we will meet again someday." Princess Linglong sighed softly, a gentle smile blooming on her lips.

"Miss, why did you thank this kind of person? It's so strange, like everyone owes him five million." Lan'er pouted, seemingly getting angry just thinking about the boy in black.

"Lan'er, we should repay kindness. We can't think like that." Princess Linglong rolled her eyes at Lan'er.

"Alright, Miss, I understand all of this. I just find that kid unpleasant." Lan'er said with a smile, "However, that person is really strange. He went to such great lengths to kill the Crimson Python, but he only took its essence blood."

"What's even stranger is that the bandits who used to have their eyes light up when they saw the corpse of the red-striped python now seem to have abandoned it."

“Miss, speaking of which, we’ve encountered the strangest things in a lifetime these past few days.”

“This proves that the young master must have an extraordinary background.” Princess Linglong smiled slightly. “Since they don’t want it, we do. If we want to get out of the Panlong Mountains safely, we’ll have to rely on this red-striped python.”

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"Master, you've come back just in time."

Mo Ming seemed to have been waiting in front of the Mo family mansion for a long time. When he saw a figure in black walking leisurely toward him, his eyes lit up and he quickly went to greet him.

"Elder, what's the rush?" Mo Yihan asked calmly, his expression unchanged.

"Has the patriarch forgotten that today is the day, which comes every three years, when the three major families of Jianye City compete for the right to produce and operate the mines?"

Mo Ming looked unwell, as if he had something on his mind.

"The three family heads?" Mo Yihan's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Now, aren't my Mo family and the Meng family the only two first-class families left in Jianye City?"

“Patriarch, you’ve just returned, so you may not know yet.” Mo Ming sighed and said, “The royal family of Cangyi Kingdom has sent someone, a trusted confidant of theirs, Jin Yongbin.”

"This Jin Yongbin is the most successful young man in the Jin family in recent years. He is highly regarded by the Fifth Prince. Just now, he only said a few words to the Fifth Prince, and the Jin family regained its title and authority as a first-class family."

"Although we taught the Jin family a harsh lesson last time, the Mo family is still weak, and there's nothing we can do about it."

"Hopefully, this time, the Mo family can secure the operating rights to the mine. They haven't had the mining rights for a full twelve years..."

Listening quietly to Mo Ming's narration, Mo Yihan remained expressionless and said calmly, "Take me to Yuanyang Square."

Yuanyang Square is the central square and the largest square in Jianye City. Celebrations and events are held here on weekdays.

The triennial battle for the three major family mines is one of the biggest attractions in Jianye City.

The midday sun shines brightly on the earth and on the spacious Yuanyang Square.

Many figures had already gathered in Yuanyang Square. On the high platform sat Jin Jingsong, the head of the Jin family, and Meng Shirong, the head of the Meng family.

Sitting right in the middle of them was a young man who was much younger than both of them.

End of this chapter