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"As for that demon king..." Mo Lianque gritted his teeth upon hearing this and said, "In seven days, my Mo family's second ancestor will arrive. With the second ancestor in charge, I believe that demon king will not dare to act recklessly."

There were some things he didn't mention, but Feng Xia could still tell.

The second patriarch of the Mo family obviously cannot kill enemies at will. Otherwise, Mo Lianque would not have needed to be so cautious and even cooperate with the demon beast lord!

Ideally, they would simply scare Ying Chengpeng, but given Ying Chengpeng's domineering and arrogant style, and the fact that Ying Huayu is a descendant of him, no one can guarantee that they will be able to restrain themselves in the end.

"In a short period of time, how many times can your Second Ancestor make a move at most?"

Feng Xia suddenly thought of a question...

The second patriarch of the royal Mo family... must be very powerful, right?

"If he adjusts his condition and uses enough potent medicine, the Second Ancestor can unleash his full power in a short period of time. But if he doesn't adjust well, he can only attack three times at most in a short period of time."

Mo Lianque thought for a moment before answering, looking at Feng Xia with some doubt, wondering what this Sect Leader Feng was up to.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xia nodded thoughtfully, a smile gradually appearing on his face.

"Then, Your Majesty, would you be willing to take this risk with me?"

"What does Sect Leader Feng want to do?"

Mo Lianque was slightly taken aback and asked.

He had indeed heard some rumors that the new leader of Qianqiu Valley was unpredictable and that once he went berserk, even his own people would be brutally beaten...

From ordinary disciples to elders, all have suffered cruel fates.

However, rumors are just rumors. In Mo Lianque's opinion, there may be some people within Qianqiu Valley who are dissatisfied with the sudden rise of this Feng Sect Leader, so they spread rumors in an attempt to smear Feng Xia's reputation!

But even if those rumors are true, surely Feng Xia wouldn't want to fight even the second patriarch of the Mo family?

“Ying Huayu’s father, the demon king Ying Chengpeng, is clearly someone we cannot confront head-on in a short time,” Feng Xia said with a smile, carefully choosing his words. “If I’m not mistaken, he should have already sensed the anomaly and may have even set his sights on Xuanwu Kingdom and Qianqiu Valley!”

Mo Lianque's expression immediately changed slightly.

The only son died in Qianqiu Valley of Xuanwu Kingdom. To say that the demon king had no feeling at all would be self-deception.

"So, I'm going to make some noise."

Finally, Feng Xia smiled mysteriously, lowered his voice, and said in a low voice, "So that this demon king will have something to do, thus diverting his attention and preventing him from focusing too much on Xuanwu Kingdom and Qianqiu Valley."

That's it!

Mo Lianque suddenly realized, and for a moment he was also slightly tempted, but he still continued to ask, "What are Sect Leader Feng's plans to do next?"

"It's simple, I'm going to kill his avatar."

Feng Xia answered with a smile, her expression serene and gentle, her smile as warm as a spring breeze.

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Chapter 0156

"You killed that demon king's... incarnation?"

Mo Lianque's heart tightened suddenly, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand. Unconsciously, His Majesty the Emperor's mouth opened wide, and his eyes gradually widened.

no doubt.

To him, Feng Xia's plan sounded far too audacious and insane!

Those are the ten great demon kings of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom. Their strength is so great that they have already reached the peak of the Yuan Dan realm. Ordinary people probably wouldn't even have the courage to speak in front of them.

However, Feng Xia did something quite different. Not only did he kill the other person's only son, he also destroyed the other person's divided soul...

Oh right, to be precise, that split soul was still there, but Feng Xia used some unknown means to merge it with the physical body of his only son, Ying Huayu, and it eventually became the current Cherry Blossom Rain.

—A little girl who is bullied by Qinglin and Zhu Youniang every day.

The mere thought of such methods sends chills down one's spine.

In the past few days, whenever Feng Xia smiled, Mo Lianque felt a strange sense of dread, as if this sunny and gentle young man might suddenly erupt, reshape his body, recreate his memories, and eventually turn him into a little girl like cherry blossoms, who gets beaten up by two other girls every day...

It's absolutely terrifying, perverse, and inhumane!

But at this moment, when Feng Xia revealed his plan, Mo Lianque suddenly realized that this new leader of Qianqiu Valley might be even more insane than he had imagined!

"Sect Leader Feng... do you know what you're saying?" Mo Lianque couldn't help but shake his head repeatedly. "We now have a considerable hatred between us and that Demon King..."

"Then what's wrong with a little more?"

Feng Xia interrupted him with a half-smile, saying casually, "Your Majesty speaks as if the Demon King would sit obediently even if we don't make a move!"

Mo Lianque: "..."

However, he had to admit that Feng Xia's words made a lot of sense.

After this battle, the enmity between the two sides is almost impossible to resolve—just like the enmity between him and Qianqiu Valley.

If hatred is already irreconcilable, then what harm is there in adding more?

Mo Lianque thought for a moment and tentatively asked, "Sect Leader Feng, it is not impossible to do this, but may I summon Mo Zian and the others? They are all my advisors and may be able to consider more details."

Feng Xia nodded in agreement.

Soon, Mo Zian and Qingyue Xiaotong arrived one after the other and met Feng Xia again. Both of them had very interesting expressions, but after a slight delay, they still bowed respectfully.

"My name is Mo Zian."

"My name is Qingyue."

"I have seen the Dharma Emperor of the Wind Master Sect."

Feng Xia smiled and glanced at Qing Yue indifferently, saying, "When you two visited last time, this young friend was quite old, but he had quite a temper."

“That…that was me…” Qingyue’s face flushed red.

At that time, he was actually pretending to be arrogant and haughty so that Mo Zian would use the excuse that "the child is ignorant" to drive him out of Qianqiu Palace. While Feng Xia and Mo Zian were talking in the palace, he could take the opportunity to observe the entire Qianqiu Valley.

His first conclusion was that the new leader of Qianqiu Valley was seriously injured and his cultivation level had dropped to a low level due to the accumulation of serious problems.

Looking back now, it's clear that Feng Xia had seen through their every word and action, but simply hadn't spoken up to point it out.

Wisdom and understanding lead to mastery of all things; this is the essence of it all.

Seeing Qingyue's expression, Feng Xia waved his hand and said magnanimously:

"It's alright, I won't hold a grudge against a child."

What are Mo Zian and Qing Yue's plans?

He later analyzed the hindsight part, of course.

However, at the time he was only wary, thinking that Mo Zian was really good at talking, with first-class rhetoric and could easily keep up with anyone's topic. If he hadn't deliberately led the conversation and left several traps, he would have suspected that Mo Zian was also a time traveler.

However, when others thought he was awesome afterwards, Feng Xia didn't deliberately correct them.

After all, gradually transforming people's thinking is also a symbol of ability!

"I...I'm not a child!" But as soon as the words left her mouth, Qingyue's face flushed even redder, and she stammered, trying to retort, "I'm an adult!"

"Oh, really?" Feng Xia glanced at him with amusement, then suddenly a thought struck her, and she said, "If you're an adult, can you take on the responsibilities that come with it, just like an adult?"

"Of course!" Qingyue blurted out instinctively.

At the same time, however, a slight doubt also arose in his mind.

What responsibility?

What responsibility will he bear?

He didn't seem to have done anything wrong at the time...

"Since His Majesty has summoned you here, please share your thoughts."

For some reason, while Qingyue felt bewildered, she also sensed that the smile of the Sect Leader Feng seemed to have become even more mysterious and unpredictable.

"Master Feng's analysis is not without merit, but that demon king will definitely guard the location of his incarnations closely to prevent any outsiders from knowing. For example, before this, none of us knew that his only son, Eagle Feather, was also one of the incarnations he had prepared!"

Seeing that Feng Xia was not joking at all, Mo Lianque, Mo Zian and the others had no choice but to think about it and seriously analyze the possibility of this matter.

Before long, Mo Zian raised a crucial point.

"If we can't find his incarnation, no matter how strong we are or how many plans we have prepared, we won't be able to truly implement it," Qingyue Xiaotong said with an air of self-importance, arms crossed.

"You can rest assured about this."

At this moment, Feng Xia laughed instead.

He stretched out a palm, and suddenly, one after another, blue scales emerged from under his skin, along with sharp nails, making Feng Xia's palm look like the claws of a demonic beast!

Mo Lianque's expression changed drastically, and he involuntarily exclaimed, "Dragon Scale Body! One of the highest achievements of the Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique!"

He did indeed give away a portion of the Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique, but even within the royal family, very few people knew about the method for the Dragon Scale Body, so he naturally couldn't give it away easily.

Under such impossible circumstances, he suddenly saw Feng Xia unleash the Dragon Scale Body. The impact was so strong that it was almost comparable to Mo Yuanlong's resurrection on the spot!

"I see." Feng Xia flexed his hands and continued nonchalantly, "Everyone, look, what is this?"

Mo Lianque looked again, and his expression became even more interesting.

At this moment, golden light shimmered in Feng Xia's palm, and the scales became narrow and elongated, their color also tinged with gold. From a distance, they looked like feathered swords trembling, emitting a heart-palpitating tearing aura.

"The unparalleled martial arts of the Demon King Ying Chengpeng..."

Mo Lianque swallowed hard, and asked with great difficulty: