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第两千零三十九章 步步相逼

The woman waved her jade hand, and no light flashed. Instead, a gentle breeze swept out, dissipating the oppressive aura that seemed like the roar of a stormy sea.

"Thank you, Sister," Lu Ying'er nodded to Liu Ying. Despite their difference in cultivation levels, she was not a junior; they always treated each other as equals.

Liu Ying smiled and did not waste time on pleasantries. The six people turned their heads towards Mo Jiao Wang, especially the four Pavilion Masters of Bai Xuan Pavilion, whose expressions were almost frozen with shock.

Mo Jiao Wang had expected to intimidate Liu Ying but was now left speechless. He let out a loud laugh as he transformed from his human form into a massive dragon in the grand hall.

Regardless of how much he mocked her internally, Mo Jiao Wang's appearance was indeed impressive. His armor was dark and black, with a luster like that of hellish gems. He had a mosquito-like head and a human body, holding an enormous axe in his left hand. The axe bore intricate talisman carvings, indicating its non-trivial nature.

In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, this was nothing but scrap metal to Lin Xuan's eyes. But behind the armor, a crimson cloak fluttered in the wind, adding to Mo Jiao Wang's imposing presence.

"Is... what is going on here?"

The cultivators exchanged glances, speechless at his antics. After several breaths, Lu Ying'er sighed but her expression remained icy: "Mo Jiao Wang, what is your intention? What did we do wrong in Bai Xuan Pavilion that you would forcefully intrude and injure our disciples? Why are you doing this? Do you not respect the power of our sect?"

"Hmph. Young Miss Lu, stop talking nonsense," Mo Jiao Wang's expression was disdainful. "Your friend has no logic. Although Ying'er's sister’s cultivation is low, she is the master of Bai Xuan Pavilion, a highly respected figure in the cultivation world."

Liu Ying ran her fingers through her hair and spoke clearly: “Friend, your words are without merit. While Ying'er’s sister may have lower cultivation, as the head of Bai Xuan Pavilion, she wields great power and influence. You should not underestimate her.”

Mo Jiao Wang's face showed a hint of anger but he did not argue with the withered-faced fairy. His goal was to subdue Bai Xuan Pavilion; he did not want to divide his attention. The three sects were united in their fate, so as long as he became the leader of the Immortal Forest Alliance, they would bow to him eventually.

"Mo Jiao Wang, what do you intend by coming here? Although you are at the Separation and Union stage, my Bai Xuan Pavilion is not afraid. If you wish to provoke trouble, just come out with it. No matter how many schemes you have, we will take them all on," Lu Ying'er was a shrewd woman who did not want to weaken her sect's reputation. Facing Mo Jiao Wang before, she might have had to endure his provocations, but now that Young Master was here, there was nothing to fear.

Separation and Union?

That was just a joke for Young Master; it was mere ants in his eyes.

Lu Ying'er spoke without any reservations. Mo Jiao Wang's expression turned dumbfounded as he did not expect this response. He had dealt with her before, but she never acted arrogant or domineering. Why now? Was she on drugs?

According to logic, he should have exploded with anger at such a strong stance. However, his mission was to make Bai Xuan Pavilion submit, not seek revenge. If he tore down the facade, it would be detrimental. Bai Xuan Pavilion was no soft target; they could not be easily manipulated.

Mo Jiao Wang knew that killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred was not a wise move, even in extraordinary times like the current disaster. He did not want to turn this into an all-out conflict with such a formidable opponent.

Despite not fearing enmity, he did not want to turn it into outright hostility.

Mo Jiao Wang was momentarily stunned by her words but quickly recovered. His goal was for Bai Xuan Pavilion to submit; he had exposed the lies of the Core Formation cultivators. Why hadn't they begged for mercy? Instead, his authority seemed diminished.

Wasn’t this the opposite of what he wanted?

Mo Jiao Wang's expression turned grim as he thought about it: "Wench, stop being insolent here. If you anger me, I will destroy your Bai Xuan Pavilion."

To avoid appearing weaker in terms of presence, he began with some empty talk before getting to the point: "I came here today for an important matter. I ask, where is that senior Lin?"

"Of course, it's in Linglong Valley," Lu Ying'er frowned, puzzled by his persistence on this question. Had he come all this way just to confirm something so obvious?

Despite her shock, she remained calm. Regardless of what Mo Jiao Wang wanted, she would deal with it as it came. With Young Master here, there was nothing to fear.

Other three girls did not speak, following Lu Ying'er's lead.

"Hmph, Linglong Valley. After all this time, why hasn't that so-called senior Lin appeared?"

"I have already explained clearly; Young Master is in seclusion for some reason," Lu Ying'er said calmly.

Mo Jiao Wang laughed loudly: "Do you think I am a fool or someone with low intelligence? Can you deceive me like a three-year-old child?"

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