Nine Dragons Supreme God

"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 will be able to secure the operating rights to the mine."

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.

The young man sat there quietly, his eyes revealing an arrogance that disregarded everything and looked down on everyone.

This person was none other than Jin Yongbin, whom Mo Ming had mentioned.

"Seniors, in your opinion, who will ultimately win first place in this competition among the three major families?" Jin Yongbin asked casually, his arrogant gaze sweeping across the entire audience.

“I have high hopes for Jin Dongliang of the Jin family. Since he took the Meridian Expansion Pill last time, he has expanded four meridians, making him the number one among the younger generation of the Jin family.”

"Moreover, Jin Dongliang has been wild, unruly, and unrestrained since childhood. He is also incredibly fierce in battle, as if he was born to fight," Jin Jinsong replied with a smile.

Not to be outdone, Meng Shirong retorted, "My Meng family's Meng Zhiyong is no less capable than your Jin family's Jin Dongliang. Jin Jingsong, you probably don't know this, but just yesterday, my grandson opened up five meridians!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Yongbin and Jin Jingsong's expressions changed immediately, realizing that Meng Shirong, that old fellow, had been hiding his true intentions well.

“Young Master Jin, you wouldn’t be doing this just because you’re a member of the Jin family…” Meng Shirong asked, his expression unchanged, as he looked at Jin Yongbin in the main seat.

“Senior, what kind of person do you take Yongbin for? The three major families of Jianye City have strongly recommended me to be the referee and notary for this competition. Yongbin will definitely set an example and will never do anything that is unfair.”

Kim Young-bin smiled slightly and assured Lim Se-young.

"That would be best." With Jin Yongbin's assurance, Meng Shirong was finally relieved. What he feared most was that in the end, even though the Meng family had won, the Jin family would secretly use underhanded tactics to snatch the first place away.

The triennial competition among the younger generation of the three major families is not just about lucrative positions; it's also about the reputation of each family and the foundation and ability to cultivate new blood.

"Look, who's here?"

Just then, Meng Shirong looked toward the entrance to the square, and his old eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he were thinking about something.

There, a young man in black strode in, immediately attracting the attention of most people around him, including the Mo family disciples, whose gazes were filled with fervor.

Not long after stepping into the square, the boy in black became the center of attention.

"Uncle Song, is the Mo Yihan you're talking about the boy in black?"

Kim Young-bin's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling murderous intent as he stared coldly at the figure in black.

"Yes, it was him. He caused the entire Jin family to be executed, implicating our whole Jin family, and even drove that girl Ling'er to..."

Jin Jingsong's eyes were bloodshot, his hands gripped the handrail tightly, and he gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, Uncle Song, if I have the chance, I will definitely avenge Ling'er!" A look of resentment flashed in Jin Yongbin's eyes.

Jin Ling'er was his childhood sweetheart and the first woman he ever loved. But unexpectedly, she was driven to her death by a previously unknown young man.

If he hadn't confirmed it repeatedly, he probably still wouldn't believe that everything that happened in front of the Mo family mansion that day was real.

However, he quickly buried his hatred deep in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh, isn't this the rising star and famous new head of the Mo family, Mo Yihan?" Jin Yongbin said casually, glancing at Mo Yihan as he strolled over, with a hint of sarcasm and mockery.

Mo Yihan glanced at the podium, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp, cold glint flashed deep within them.

As the head of the Mo family, he should have had a place on the high platform, but it was completely full at the moment.

It seemed they had no intention of leaving any for him, which made Mo Ming's expression rather unpleasant.

It was only after his repeated pleas that the head of the family reluctantly came over.

But little did he know that the Jin and Meng families would go to such extremes.

"I heard that Patriarch Mo has been in seclusion these past few days, not leaving his house. I really didn't expect Patriarch Jin to come in person today. I'm so sorry I didn't save you a seat in advance."

Kim Youngbin leaned back lazily in his chair, his face showing no sign of apology.

Not only him, but Jin Jingsong also showed no intention of getting up to greet him. Meng Shirong hesitated for a moment, but ultimately remained seated.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

The seemingly unintentional actions of Jin Yongbin and others actually implied that the Mo family no longer had a place among the first-class families in Jianye City.

If the head of the Mo family doesn't even have a seat on the stage, doesn't that mean the entire Mo family is subordinate to the Jin and Meng families?

It's obvious that Kim Young-bin did it on purpose.

"Patriarch, this..." Mo Ming's expression froze, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"It's alright, let's go back to the Mo family's place."

Mo Yihan remained expressionless, glancing indifferently at the three men led by Jin Yongbin, completely disregarding them. He then turned and left, but a mocking voice came from behind him.

“Patriarch Mo, I’m really sorry to trouble you. However, Yongbin still thinks that it doesn’t matter whether the Mo family participates or not in this competition for the mine.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from the surrounding area.

Seeing Mo Yihan being suppressed, the Jin family disciples felt a sense of relief.

With Jin Yongbin now in charge of the Jin family, Mo Yihan wouldn't dare to do anything.

"Patriarch, why are you back?" Mo Lie was the first to jump out, a raging fire burning in his chest. He glared fiercely at the platform, already understanding the situation.

"It's alright, it's just a seat. It doesn't matter where you sit. Besides, it's more comfortable to sit with my Mo family disciple."

Mo Yihan said nonchalantly that he was not particular about details in his previous life, but if someone really offended him, his methods would definitely be more ruthless than in his previous life!

"Alright, everyone, please be quiet."

At this moment, Kim Young-bin stood up from his seat, displaying a dignified demeanor, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

End of this chapter