I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Ji Tian laughed in anger, opened his storage bag, and casually poured out a large pile of spirit stones and rare treasures.

Isn't it just about wanting compensation? Why all the high-sounding rhetoric?

He can't beat you now, but as the heir of the Ji family, his future is limitless.

Fang Qingxue's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of envy in her eyes for Shen Ming; these were the treasures she had always dreamed of.

"You dare litter!"

Shen Ming rushed forward angrily and threw a punch.

Ji Tian wasn't knocked to the ground by a single punch, but he still staggered back a few steps.

"you!"

Ji Tian had never seen anyone like this before, someone who didn't play by the rules.

"I won't pursue this matter with him, okay?" He was referring to the fact that Gu Qing had offended him.

"What does it have to do with him?"

Shen Ming was taken aback. He had been angry about these people trespassing on Xiaoyao Peak from beginning to end.

What happens to Gu Qing is a matter for the Hall of Rewards and Punishments to decide.

As for the fight, it was all because Ji Tian was capricious and suddenly attacked him.

At this moment, a flying boat landed on Xiaoyao Peak.

An extraordinary figure stepped out.

The white robes of the true disciples are embroidered with lifelike golden python patterns, which shimmer with a mysterious luster under the light, as if they were alive.

Wearing a magnificent crown, with a cold and stern face, he exuded an innate majesty, as if he could see through everything in the world.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze the moment he appeared.

Mo Zun, the senior disciple of Shuiyue Cave.

"Senior Brother and Senior Sister" refers to the true disciples in a grotto-heaven who have reached the third realm of the Innate Realm.

They were revered and responsible for maintaining order in the grotto.

"What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket? What if it disturbs the Yuanling?" Mo Zun said in a deep voice.

He wasn't talking about anyone in particular; his gaze swept over everyone.

Mo Zun is a prince from the Great Yan Dynasty.

His words and actions exuded an air of superiority and control over the situation.

Ji Tian's eyes lit up; this was the senior brother he had mentioned earlier as being on good terms with.

The Great Yan Dynasty and Ji Tian had a close relationship.

To some extent, the dynasty wanted to appease the Ji family.

Therefore, Mo Zun took good care of him in the Xuan Tian Sect.

Ji Tian was determined to go up and complain.

“I already know what happened.”

Mo Zun waved his hand to interrupt Ji Tian's words, and his gaze fell on Shen Ming.

“In the Water Moon Cave, both of your primordial spirits prefer quiet. Yet you frequently knock people down, displaying rudeness and disrespect, with no manners whatsoever,” Mo Zun shouted.

"Does it mean it is just because you say so?" Shen Ming asked.

In the midst of a dispute, unable to prove one's own innocence, one attempts to explain right and wrong.

Seize upon the criticisms in the other party's words and retaliate.

The Moon Spirit stole his Moonlight Elixir for two consecutive nights. What kind of rules are those?

"Insolence!" Mo Zun said in a deep voice.

He also knew that there was no need for explanation; he could simply use his power to intimidate people.

The third realm of innate beings is absolute power of speech.

Fortunately, a pretty figure in red appeared just in time.

She is Xu Lingyue, one of the two prodigies of Xuantian.

She is also the senior disciple of Shuiyue Cave.

Fang Qingxue thought of the rumors about the inner disciples, such as Xu Lingyue pursuing Shen Ming.

It seems they haven't given up yet.

"Mo Zun, this is not the Great Yan Dynasty. Stop putting on airs like a prince."

After she finished speaking, she gave Shen Ming an approving look.

They performed well and did not bring shame to the Xu family!

“Junior Sister Xu, if you are so protective of your own, how can I safeguard the order of Shuiyue Cave?”

Mo Zun frowned slightly.

“You don’t have to protect it; no one is forcing you,” Xu Lingyue said.

It was a spontaneous act, without any explicit requirements.

“The Moon Spirit will be very unhappy,” Mo Zun said.

Xu Lingyue snorted coldly. She knew that Mo Zun had some methods and could communicate with Yuan Ling in a simple way.

Once upon a time, a disciple with a foul temper angered everyone in the Water Moon Cave, but the Water Moon Spirit did not punish him for a long time.

Later, Mo Zun arrived and solemnly warned that true disciple.

That evening, the spiritual energy of the true disciple on Mount Ling was greatly reduced.

After that, Mo Zun enjoyed great prestige in Shuiyue Cave.

Just now, Mo Zun reprimanded Shen Ming, saying that his eccentric behavior would anger the Yuanling.

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Shuiyue Cave all felt that Shen Ming was about to face a great calamity.

"Stop with this nonsense, tell me what to do," Xu Lingyue said.

After these words were spoken, his arrogance noticeably diminished.

Mo Zun said arrogantly, "Let's let this matter drop since there was no bloodshed. Let's call it a day."

It sounded fair, and Ji Tian glanced at Gu Qing, too lazy to pursue the matter further.

Shen Ming thought about it and concluded that there was nothing wrong with it.

"However, you must apologize for your actions. You disrupted the peace of Shuiyue Cave, not against me, but against Yuanling."

Mo Zun changed the subject, fixing his gaze on Shen Ming.

"Are you the spokesperson for the Yuanling?" Shen Ming asked.

"You mean to disrespect the primordial spirit?!" Mo Zun shouted.

"No wonder they came from a dynasty, they're so good at playing the trumped-up charge game," Shen Ming said.

"Remember what you said, and don't regret it," Mo Zun said.

Those present immediately thought of that former true disciple.

It was as if I could see the moment when the spiritual energy of Xiaoyao Peak was waning.

Xu Lingyue was unsure whether Mo Zun could really do it, and was somewhat hesitant.

Just then, Shen Ming felt something at his feet.

Looking down, the elusive Moon Spirit appeared at my feet, its body like a soft ball of fur, rubbing back and forth incessantly.

Its head bobbed left and right, its movements affectionate and eager, its tail held high with the tip curved into a graceful arc.

His eyes, like those of a jewel, were filled with indifference and a hint of boredom.

Shen Ming realized that this hint of annoyance wasn't directed at him, but at Mo Zun.

The Moon Spirit shook its head in a very human-like manner.

Shen Ming understood what this meant: he was being told to give it his all.

In addition, apart from Shen Ming, no one else could see the Moon Spirit.

No wonder other true disciples have difficulty seeing Yuan Ling!

"This Mo Zun has always been a fox borrowing the tiger's power, using the Moon Spirit's tiger skin as a shield."

Yuanling wouldn't care about such things, and Mo Zun's actions were very clever, showing his love and respect for Yuanling.

Unfortunately, they ran into me today.

The Moon Spirit ate and drank for free at his place for two nights!

He is Yuan Ling's creditor!

“Mo Zun!” Shen Ming said.

Mo Zun had just finished speaking harshly and was about to leave when he heard the shout. He stopped in his tracks, a hint of mockery appearing in his eyes.

As expected, when faced with Yuanling, the true disciples had no choice but to believe in its existence.

He came from a dynasty, was skilled in managing people, and had a keen understanding of human weaknesses.

No matter the environment, they always manage to become the leader.

After understanding the characteristics of the primordial spirit in the cave, he immediately formulated a plan.

He secretly approached the disciple who had angered the public, using both threats and inducements to get him to cooperate in staging a play.

If Yuanling is the emperor, then he is the loyal minister who relays the emperor's messages.

Anyone who disagrees with him is considered disloyal to the emperor.

Over time, servility took root in people's hearts, solidifying his position as the eldest brother.

Of course, not all true disciples fall for his tricks.

This method is designed to filter out intelligent people.

As long as those people don't undermine me, it's fine.

"Regret it? It's probably too late now," Mo Zun said coldly.

A bright smile spread across Shen Ming's lips.