This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

"Kunlun Sect disciple Zhi Qiu Yi Ye greets the Holy Ruler!"

Zhi Qiu Yi Ye presented a generous gift, and Mo Chen couldn't help but smile slightly as he looked at the genuine smile on Zhi Qiu Yi Ye's face.

"You're quite clever. When the Lonely Moon Fairy of the Kunlun Sect hadn't perished, she had some connection with me."

However, with the passing of old friends, I never imagined that even the last vestige of Kunlun's dignity could not be preserved..."

Mo Chen Saint Lord seemed to be reminiscing. At their level, they knew almost everyone, and the Lonely Moon Fairy, who had fallen from the Kunlun Sect more than two hundred years ago, was no exception.

Zhi Qiu Yi Ye listened but chose not to speak further. A greeting was enough; he had no illusions about currying favor with the Feathered Immortal Mansion.

Upon hearing the words "Holy Monarch," Zhang Zhiwei, though unfamiliar with Mo Chen, the Holy Monarch of the Feathered Immortal Abode, knew that in this dog-eat-dog world, there were only ant-like fellow Daoists and seniors.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwei also bowed and inquired about etiquette.

"Zhang Zhiwei, a disciple of Longhu Mountain, greets the Holy Lord!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Chen, whose eyes had been calm, suddenly became interested.

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei, seeing her unhurried demeanor and composure when she saw him, he guessed that she trusted him to some extent.

"A disciple of Longhu Mountain, the Golden Light Divine Mantra, tsk tsk, it's not surprising. Longhu Mountain and Maoshan have always been in the same boat. You and Zhong Bai have a good relationship, so it's likely that you are a disciple of Longhu Mountain."

You're too kind, young friend!

It's obvious that Mo Chen Shengjun's attitude towards Zhang Zhiwei is somewhat different from his attitude towards Zhi Qiu Yiye, mainly because whoever has the bigger fist is right.

Regardless of whether the disciples of Longhu Mountain are genuine or not, even Mo Chen, the Holy Lord, would have to give Longhu Mountain some face.

Mo Ling was completely unconcerned about these things, but looking at the streaks of lightning filling the void, she couldn't help but feel slightly worried.

"Brother, if all else fails, then you should step in!"

Mo Ling's sudden words made Mo Chen Saint Lord frown slightly.

"Little sister, are you worried about Zhong Bai's life or death?"

Mo Chen Saint Lord's ambiguous smile made Mo Ling's face flush slightly.

“Brother, Zhong Bai is still a disciple of Maoshan after all. If something really happens here, given Maoshan’s character, they will definitely investigate thoroughly.”

Instead of directly stating her true thoughts, Mo Ling brought up Maoshan.

Mo Chen Saint Lord shook his head.

"Little sister, I know how terrifying Maoshan is. You don't need to use Maoshan's name to get me to save Zhong Bai."

My elder brother is no pushover. He's just a Nascent Soul Dao Lord. Do you think Maoshan would destroy my Feathered Immortal Mansion for the sake of a mere Nascent Soul Dao Lord?

but……

"Just say the word, little sister! If you're truly worried about Zhong Bai's life or death, then even at the risk of offending the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, I'll protect Zhong Bai for you!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Ling became somewhat hesitant. How could she not understand the deeper meaning behind her elder brother's words? However, thinking that Zhong Bai might be in danger, Mo Ling couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Yes, elder brother, I'm worried about Zhong Bai's safety, and I hope you'll help me..."

"Hahaha, little sister, big brother understands, understands!"

"But little sister, don't worry. Zhong Bai's aura is still exceptionally strong. Instead of worrying about him, think about how to handle the aftermath of Pudu Cihang's death. The people of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace won't let this go easily!"

After speaking, Mo Chen Shengjun's gaze towards Zhong Bai became somewhat more affectionate.

It's often said that older brothers worry themselves sick over their younger sisters, and Mo Chen Shengjun is no exception in this regard.

He only had one concern: his younger sister's future Daoist partner.

Well, most cultivators probably don't need a Daoist partner. Cultivating alone is the most invincible thing, with no weaknesses. But Mo Ling's situation is a bit special. After a thousand years, Mo Ling, as the princess of the Feathered Immortal Mansion, with the support of her elder brother, shouldn't only be at the mid-Nascent Soul stage. In fact, Mo Ling's physique is very special, a Yin Yuan Sacred Body born innately.

This kind of physique has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that once the Sacred Body is activated, one can have a cultivation speed that surpasses that of most cultivators. The disadvantage is that to activate the Sacred Body, one must achieve the balance of Yin and Yang.

In the nearly one thousand years that Mo Ling has lived, he has seen countless young and famous cultivators from all over the world, but he has never found one he likes.

As the elder brother, Mo Chen Shengjun saw this and was anxious about it.

However, Mo Chen respected his sister's choice and did not force her. But now, having finally seen concern and worry for a man in his sister's eyes, Mo Chen felt that he had seen an opportunity!
Furthermore, Zhong Bai is still a disciple of Maoshan, making him the perfect candidate for brother-in-law in every way. Mo Chen Shengjun admitted that he couldn't wait to accept Zhong Bai as his brother-in-law.

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Zhong Bai was completely unaware of what Mo Chen Saint Lord was thinking. After a loud bang from the Kui Niu Drum, the world turned into a sea of ​​thunder. Beads of sweat dripped from Zhong Bai's forehead, while in the void not far in front of him, Pu Du Ci Hang's body was trembling incessantly.

Bolts of lightning spread through Pudu Cihang's body, which was charred black, and her jet-black blood flowed continuously, causing her breath to weaken.

The enormous head raised, looking at Zhong Bai, who was covered in sweat in the void. Pudu Cihang was furious, but seeing the electric current flowing through the Kui Niu Drum, Pudu Cihang couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

If at first Pudu Cihang was merely somewhat wary of Zhong Bai, now he is truly terrified.

It's hard to imagine that a Daoist Lord at the mid-Nascent Soul stage could rub her to the ground. The key is that Pudu Cihang had no way to deal with it. Even a Nascent Soul Demon Emperor wouldn't dare to say he could produce a Nascent Soul Spiritual Treasure. After all, those who can refine Nascent Soul Spiritual Treasures are definitely the best in the Nascent Soul realm, and it may even require the intervention of a Nascent Soul Saint Lord!
The Zhong Bai in front of him was holding a top-tier Nascent Soul Spiritual Treasure, indicating his powerful background. No wonder he dared to act so recklessly upon hearing that she was a great demon from the Myriad Demon Palace.

Pudu Cihang remained silent, hesitating and struggling with whether or not to stay.

It was obvious that the current situation was dangerous. Staying meant certain death, while not staying meant her decades of planning would be in vain. The chance to break through to the Nascent Soul Demon Emperor realm was extremely rare; she only had such an opportunity once every few hundred years in the Myriad Demon Palace.

Silence, choice, entanglement, hesitation...

Pudu Cihang grew increasingly gloomy, and his aura became more and more powerful!

Suddenly, in the instant she looked up, Pudu Cihang made her decision: she would give it her all!
"You want to cut off my chance to transform into a dragon? I don't believe your Nascent Soul Treasure can be used more than a few times!"

The massive body charged towards Zhong Bai once more through the void. In the sky, Zhong Bai saw Pudu Cihang's stubbornness and couldn't help but smile. He was genuinely afraid that Pudu Cihang would abandon the opportunity and flee. If that were the case, it would be a huge loss for Zhong Bai.

However, now that Pudu Cihang has not chosen to escape, Zhong Bai naturally cannot show mercy!
Gripping the drumsticks tightly in his hand, Zhong Bai advanced instead of retreating, charging towards Pudu Cihang.

In an instant, just as the lightning in the void dissipated, Zhong Bai and Pudu Cihang collided heavily. Thud! A drumbeat resounded through the void, and Zhong Bai and Pudu Cihang were simultaneously sent flying thousands of meters away. This time, Zhong Bai struck the Kui Niu Drum at a very close distance to Pudu Cihang. The terrifying impact was so great that even Zhong Bai, who was not attacked by the Kui Niu Drum, could not withstand the impact and was sent flying thousands of meters away, let alone Pudu Cihang.

He slammed heavily to the ground, and the life force within Pudu Cihang's body was rapidly draining away...

In the void, Zhong Bai's clothes were tattered and torn, his Daoist robe was ripped apart, his body was covered with cracks and bloodstains, and arcs of electricity flowed through him. Zhong Bai's face was pale and he coughed incessantly.

"It's a case of killing ten thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of your own, but it seems that the giant centipede, Pudu Cihang, is more seriously injured."

Despite the excruciating pain from his injuries, Zhong Bai descended on his sword and arrived in the void above Pudu Cihang's head. Looking at Pudu Cihang's trembling body below, Zhong Bai couldn't help but chuckle.

"Even the Black Mountain Demon's Black Mountain body dared not withstand a few blows from the Kui Niu Drum. You, Pudu Cihang, certainly have the guts, but unfortunately you're unlucky enough to have encountered this humble Taoist."

"I am a great demon of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace. Since you wish to protect the Great Qian Dynasty, I will withdraw. Could you spare my life?"

Even at this point, Pudu Cihang still wanted to use the Ten Thousand Demon Palace to threaten Zhong Bai in order to save his own life. If it were anyone else, they might have let Pudu Cihang go, but for Zhong Bai, only if Pudu Cihang died could he obtain the Demon Extermination Points.

Given these circumstances, how can we forgive her?
"Hehe, the Demon Palace..."

"I apologize, but I am unfamiliar with the Demon Palace. For the sake of universal salvation, I have only one simple request: to take your life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, streams of Samadhi True Fire roared out from Zhong Bai's hand, quickly burning Pudu Cihang, whose body was already shattered, into a writhing mess.

If she hadn't been injured, she might not have been harmed by the Samadhi Fire, but now...

The Samadhi Fire quickly turned the body of Pudu Cihang into ashes.

Soon, the soul of Pudu Cihang was burning under the scorching heat of the Samadhi Fire.

In about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the body that was originally hundreds of meters tall was reduced to ashes on the ground. Zhong Bai looked at the amount credited to his account on his demon-slaying panel and was overjoyed.

[Defeat a half-step Demon Emperor and obtain 50 million Demon Extermination Points]

[Slay several minor demons and obtain 10 million demon-slaying points]

Current Demon Extermination Points: 70 million

Zhong Bai gained a lot from his trip to the Great Qian Imperial City. With these demon-slaying points, Zhong Bai was confident that he could break through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm in a very short time. At that time, when facing a half-step demon emperor like Pudu Cihang, he might not even need to rely on the powerful weapon, the Kui Niu Drum, to put up a fight!
After killing Pudu Cihang, Zhong Bai, looking somewhat pale, walked towards Zhang Zhiwei and the others. Looking at the barriers where sword energy flew, Zhong Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Mo Ling had her Nascent Soul treasure, otherwise Zhong Bai's Kui Niu Drum might have accidentally injured Zhang Zhiwei and the others.

Zhong Bai approached the sword energy, and the sword energy, which had been unable to advance even an inch, suddenly vanished.

In his line of sight, besides Zhang Zhiwei, Zhi Qiu Yiye, and Mo Ling, Zhong Bai immediately saw Mo Chen Shengjun in his divine soul state.

There was nothing Zhong Bai could do. As soon as he arrived, he noticed that Mo Chen Shengjun's gaze was somewhat fiery. That feeling made Zhong Bai's anus tighten. The key was that this person's aura was only a wisp, yet it made Zhong Bai feel the pressure of facing the Ten Ancestors. How could Zhong Bai not be surprised and nervous?
"Fellow Daoist Qianhe, what about the Universal Salvation?"

Zhang Zhiwei's timely question brought Zhong Bai back to his senses, and he nodded: "Pudu Cihang is dead."

"Hiss! A half-step demon emperor actually died at the hands of Fellow Daoist Qianhe, how terrifying!"

Zhang Zhiwei sighed, "We all come from the same world, so why is there such a huge difference?" Well, the difference was already big when we were in the same world.

"Senior, this is..."

At this moment, Zhi Qiu Yi Ye originally wanted to explain the identity of Mo Chen Sheng Jun to Zhong Bai, but unexpectedly, Mo Chen Sheng Jun spoke first.

"So you're Zhong Bai, you're really something!"
Although Pudu Cihang held a very ordinary position in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, his ruthlessness, coupled with some Buddhist methods, made it no easy task to kill someone at the Nascent Soul Dao Lord level...

Of course, your Lingbao Kui Niu Drum is just as good!

Zhong Bai frowned slightly as he listened to what Mo Chen said.

He looked up and met the gaze of Saint Lord Mo Chen.

"I wonder who the senior is?"

Well, senior, although Zhong Bai doesn't know Mo Chen Saint Lord, the other party's terror is something that he can't contend with in his current state. Being honest and obedient is better than anything else.

"Haha, don't worry, I am Mo Ling's older brother. We are both from the Feathered Immortal Mansion, so you don't need to call me senior. Just call me older brother like Mo Ling does."

Upon hearing the title "elder brother," Zhong Bai was slightly surprised, as this was no ordinary form of address.

Zhi Qiu Yi Ye and Zhang Zhi Wei, standing to the side, kept glancing back and forth between Zhong Bai and Mo Ling. The perceptive two had already noticed that something was wrong. They exchanged a glance and began to silently back away. They knew they were not in a position to hear what was about to happen.

Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei and the others had left, Mo Ling, whose face was originally flushed, couldn't help but roll her eyes at her elder brother, Mo Chen Shengjun.

"Big brother, you...you..."

"Sigh, Lord Zhong, don't listen to my elder brother's nonsense. He's the master of the Feathered Immortal Mansion, and he just likes to joke around all the time, Lord..."

"Hahaha, little sister, this shy and hesitant behavior is unlike you."

"Zhong Bai, come here with me. I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

After saying that, Mo Chen used the Demon-Slaying Sword to slash at the void in front of him, and a space instantly formed. Zhong Bai didn't even have a chance to refuse before Mo Chen Saint Lord pulled him into the void.

This is a space created by the Holy Monarch Mo Chen, a misty space filled with chaos.

"Zhong Bai, a disciple of Maoshan, although I don't know if what you say is true or false, there is one thing: what exactly are you plotting to get close to my sister!"

In the space, Zhong Bai heard Mo Chen's rolling questions. The oppressive feeling that seemed to come from heaven and earth made Zhong Bai feel like he couldn't breathe. Even the cracks on his body that had stopped bleeding started to crack again.

(End of this chapter)